Stepping on the void, Xiao Yan pulled Murong Qianqian behind him with one hand. At the same time, the other hand seemed to lift up at will. The moment the palm spread out, he easily took Zhao Qi's fist.

After this punch, Xiao Yan didn't use any fighting spirit. Even on his face, he couldn't see a look of half effort.

The fighting spirit covered on Zhao Qi's fist was like a mass of air. While Xiao Yan took Zhao Qi's fist down with one hand, the fighting spirit on it also flamed out with a puff.

The appearance of this scene directly made the expression on the faces of the people who were preparing to see a good play suddenly become stunned and cast unbelievable frightened eyes at Xiao Yan.

It's hard to imagine that Zhao Qi's fist of a five-star and a half emperor was so easily received by the man in black at the moment. This kind of thing makes people can't believe their eyes.

"This... Who the hell is this guy? I think his breath is only six-star and half emperor. How can he be indifferent to the punch of a five-star and half emperor?"

"Did this young man hide his real strength?"

"Can block Zhao Qi's fist with one hand, it seems that this man in black is not an ordinary person!"

For a moment, all kinds of whispers kept coming out from the crowd below, and everyone focused on the black man in the void at the moment.

At the same time, Zhao Qi's heart at the moment was also shocked. In any case, he could not imagine that his fist would be so easily dissolved by the black robed man in front of him, which shocked Zhao Qi in his heart. At the same time, a surge of anger also rose more madly in Zhao Qi's heart.

"Asshole! Get out of here, young master!"

Zhao Qi's face was ferocious, and he let out a unwilling angry drink in his mouth. While his killing intention surged in his eyes, his other palm suddenly clenched into a fist and bombarded Xiao Yan's face again.

"Hum."

Seeing Zhao Qi's blow again, Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed, and his eyes quickly flashed away. At the same time, a cold hum came from his nose. When Zhao Qi's blow came again, Xiao Yan suddenly loosened his right hand, and immediately turned his wrist. The palm of his hand wrapped around the back of Zhao Qi's right hand, and pushed it hard. Zhao Qi's right hand was pushed by Xiao Yan's palm, In front of Zhao Qi's coming left hand.

At such a close distance, it was too late for Zhao Qi to stop. Moreover, with Xiao Yan's intentional control, his right hand could not be pulled back. Therefore, he had to watch his powerful punch and hit his right hand hard.

The next moment, there was a crack sound of broken bones in the void. At the same time, Zhao Qi's face turned white in an instant, and the muscles on his face also twitched violently.

When the people below saw this scene, the muscles in the corners of their eyes couldn't help but smoke, and there was a feeling of pain on their faces. The corners of their mouths were light and cold. At the same time, the hands under their sleeves and robes could not help rubbing each other.

"Ah..."

He endured the severe pain from his right hand, and Zhao Qi was shaking and pumping violently. Then, Zhao Qi's red face suddenly showed a ferocious color. As soon as his right leg was lifted, the fighting spirit on his legs and feet condensed. A heavy whip leg bombarded Xiao Yan.

"Drink! Boy! Today, you must die!"

The scarlet eyes made a ferocious roar, and Zhao Qi's leg kicked away at Xiao Yan's head.

"Hum, you're not trying your best."

Seeing this, Xiao Yan suddenly gave a disdainful cold hum in his mouth. At the same time, he kicked his right leg forward fiercely and stepped on the lower leg of Zhao Qi's right leg just raised.

"Click!"

With the extremely clear click sound, Zhao Qi just became a fierce face and changed greatly in an instant.

At the moment when Xiao Yan's foot fell, he only felt his right leg, as if it had been severely smashed by a very hard black steel. The terrible force destroyed the fighting spirit covered on his leg in an instant, and at the same time, it also broke his lower leg bones.

"Ah!!!"

At this moment, Zhao Qi could no longer stand the severe pain from his body. The red face of the previous moment turned white in an instant. A cold sweat poured out from Zhao Qi's whole body. In the twinkling of an eye, he had soaked all the brocade robes Zhao Qi was wearing.

Seeing Zhao Qi's appearance, Xiao Yan glanced coldly, and then suddenly loosened the palm of Zhao Qi's right hand. The latter's body fell uncontrollably to the ground, kneeling weakly on the ground.

At this time, Murong Qianqian also showed a sneer on his pretty face, and slowly fell down. Seeing this, the people around him quickly retreated to the distance, leaving a space of more than ten feet for Murong Qianqian and Zhao Qi at the moment.

Falling in front of Zhao Qi, Murong Qianqian sneered even more. He stared coldly at Zhao Qi in front of him and said with a sneer:

"Miss Ben has just said that she will give you back the pain you gave me ten times and a hundred times. How about you believe it now?"

Zhao Qi's face was white, and a deep panic appeared on his feminine face. He was taken care of from childhood, and everything was taken care of. In this Sulan City, no one dared to provoke him. Now, the appearance of the girl and the young man in black completely broke this law.

Who are they?

"You..."

Under the pain, although Zhao Qi wanted to struggle to say something, it was a pity that the sharp pain from his body made him unable to bear to speak.

Seeing this, Murong Qianqian raised his head slowly and stared coldly at Zhao Qi in front of him. The slender jade hand under his sleeve robe was raised slowly. Under the sunlight, the white jade hand reflected the white color like lotus root.

"This slap is for you to scold him."

The cold voice slowly blurted out, and the girl's jade hand was about to wave.

"Little girl, dare you! No one is allowed to touch my Zhao family in Sulan city!"

However, just when Murong Qianqian's jade hand was about to fall, an old and powerful hegemonic voice suddenly came from heaven and earth. At the same time, an extremely terrible breath swept through the heaven and earth where Xiao Yan and his two people are now.

"Nine stars and half emperors..."

Xiao Yan whispered low in his mouth, and a pure light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

With his arms around his chest, Xiao Yan's eyes fell and looked at Murong Qianqian.

At this time, the latter, just because of the appearance of that breath, looked slightly on her pretty face, looked at Xiao Yan with a light frown, and showed a touch of worry in her beautiful eyes.

At the same time, Zhao Qi, who knelt down in front of Murong Qianqian, suddenly showed a surprise on her pale face when she heard the old voice. Immediately, the ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes looked at Xiao Yan again and shouted hoarsely:

"Asshole! You're dead! None of you can run today! I'll spoil your fighting spirit! I'll play with your woman in front of you!"

Zhao Qi is crazy and seems to have seen the end of Xiao Yan.

Seeing this, Murong Qianqian in front of Zhao Qi could not help but raise his eyebrows, while Xiao Yan showed a cold light in his eyes, and immediately said in a cold tone:

"Fight!"

As Xiao Yan's voice fell, Murong Qianqian's pretty face suddenly became cold. Since Xiao Yan has been exported, she believes that Xiao Yan absolutely has her own grasp.

So, in Zhao Qi's frightened eyes, Murong Qianqian's white jade hand held high, brought a sharp breaking wind, and slapped Zhao Qi on his face.

"Pa!"

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