"What is sacred about this young man?"
"How can you have such terrible strength at a young age?"
"I just don't care about the world for decades. Why did such a talented young man appear in China?"
"Even if my current Zhenyuan cultivation is fighting this young man head-on, I'm afraid it's not more than 50% possible to defeat him at one stroke..."
At the moment, the middle-aged man pondered in his heart, and the light in his eyes was flickering.
"Young man, are you going to snatch it head on?"
Although the middle-aged man for Zhang Xiaofan in front of him expressed admiration for such talent, and recognized the strength of the other side.
However, the Earth Dragon is the foundation of their farm and shennongtang's life. It is the treasure of their shennongtang.
Therefore, if today let Zhang Xiaofan successfully drive away the dragon spirit of the Earth Dragon.
That dispels is not only this dragon spirit so simple, also includes their shennongtang's face!
"So what?"
"If you want to get in my way, I'll see if your fist is as hard as your backbone!"
Zhang Xiaofan's words fall, that is, he no longer talks with middle-aged men.
His right foot heavily stepped on the ground, and his whole body shot out at this time. In a flash, he had already come to the middle-aged man.
"What?!"
Seeing Zhang Xiaofan coming towards him, the middle-aged man's face was startled, and his body shape began to regress back and forth.
At the same time, the palm of his right hand at this time is also in a very mysterious angle forward to the body, the front heavy slap on Zhang Xiaofan's right fist.
"Click --!"
The middle-aged man's figure retreated and retreated in the central square, and his surprise and surprise were also growing.
At the same time, the great power from his arm made him feel incredible. At the same time, it was the deep fear of the young man in front of him.
But in contrast to Zhang Xiaofan, he is still standing in the same place, Wen Si has not moved, his eyes are as cool as water, looking at his right fist.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan's right fist was firmly sealed by ice at this time.
It turns out that while Zhang Xiaofan and the middle-aged man had a hard fight, the middle-aged man was also at the same time urging his ice attribute Qi.
What's more, the middle-aged man's Qi of ice attribute is stronger and more domineering than Qin Zongheng's Qi of ice attribute.
At present, this ice is not only to freeze Zhang Xiaofan's right fist firmly.
At the same time, the cold ice Qi is still climbing to his right arm at the speed visible to the naked eye, which is more and more widely covered by the cold ice Qi.
The middle-aged man stepped back dozens of steps, and then managed to slowly dissolve the strength of Zhang Xiaofan's fist.
He shook his right arm slightly, took a deep breath and said, "it looks like I underestimated you in the end."
In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan did not answer the question, and the middle-aged man said to himself, "it's a pity that you have been hit by my xuanming magic fist now..."