Stepping in the air, Xiao Yan pulled Murong Qianqian behind him with one hand. At the same time, his other hand appeared to be casually raised. The instant he opened his palm, he easily received Zhao Qi's incoming punch.
Xiao Yan did not use any Dou Qi after receiving the punch. In fact, one could not even see the slightest bit of strained expression on his face.
The Dou Qi that covered Zhao Qi's fist was like a lump of air. At the same time that Xiao Yan received Zhao Qi's fist, the Dou Qi on it was extinguished with a 'puff'.
The appearance of this scene caused the expressions of the crowd below, who were prepared to watch a good show, to immediately become dumbstruck. One by one, they cast gazes of disbelief and fear toward Xiao Yan.
It was hard to imagine that a punch from a five star Half Martial Emperor like Zhao Qi would be so easily received by this black robed man. Such a matter was simply unbelievable to the crowd.
"This … exactly who is this guy! From his aura, I can see that he is only a six star Half Martial Emperor. How could he be so indifferent to a punch from a five star Half Martial Emperor?! "
"Could it be that this young man was hiding his true strength?"
"To be able to block Zhao Qi's punch with one hand, it would appear that this black robed man is no ordinary person!"
In an instant, all sorts of whispers were unceasingly being heard from the crowd below. Everyone's attention was focused on the black robed man in the air.
At the same time, Zhao Qi's heart was also filled with shock. No matter what, he had never imagined that his punch would be so easily neutralized by the black robed man before him. This caused Zhao Qi to feel shocked in his heart. At the same time, a wave of fury rose in his heart even more crazily.
"Bastard! Scram for this young master! "
Zhao Qi's expression was ferocious. His mouth emitted a furious cry of dissatisfaction. At the same time that the killing intent in his eyes surged, his other hand abruptly clenched into a fist and once again violently smashed toward Xiao Yan's face.
"Hmph."
Xiao Yan's eyes immediately narrowed when he saw Zhao Qi once again throw a punch over. A killing intent swiftly flashed across his eyes. At the same time, a cold snort was emitted from his nose. Xiao Yan's hand, which was holding Zhao Qi's right hand, suddenly loosened when Zhao Qi's punch was once again about to arrive. He immediately turned his wrist and his palm circled around the back of Zhao Qi's right hand. With a forceful push, Zhao Qi's right hand blocked the front of Zhao Qi's left hand, which was about to strike, under the push of Xiao Yan's palm.
At such a close distance, Zhao Qi did not even have the time to withdraw his hand. Moreover, with Xiao Yan's intentional control, he could not withdraw his right hand. Therefore, he could only watch as his powerful punch violently smashed into his right hand.
In the next moment, the sound of bones breaking could be heard in the void. At the same time, Zhao Qi's face turned pale in an instant, and the muscles on his face twitched violently.
When the people below saw this scene, the muscles at the corner of their eyes could not help but twitch. Their faces showed a pained expression as if they were experiencing the same pain. The corners of their mouths twitched as they could not help but suck in cold air. At the same time, their hands under their sleeves could not help but rub against each other.
"Ah …"
Forcefully enduring the intense pain that was transmitted from his right hand, Zhao Qi's entire body trembled as he violently sucked in air. Immediately after, Zhao Qi's flushed face suddenly revealed a ferocious expression. He lifted his right leg and Dou Qi gathered on it. A heavy whip kick violently bombarded Xiao Yan.
"Ha! Kid! Today, you must die! "
With scarlet eyes and a ferocious roar, Zhao Qi's leg flew toward Xiao Yan's head.
"Hmph, you overestimate yourself."
Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately let out a disdainful snort. At the same time, his right leg kicked forward and stomped on the calf of Zhao Qi's right leg that had just been lifted.
"Crack!"
Accompanied by an extremely clear cracking sound, Zhao Qi's face that had just turned ferocious instantly changed.
At the moment when Xiao Yan's foot landed, he could only feel that his right leg appeared to have been violently smashed by a piece of extremely hard mysterious steel. That kind of frightening enormous strength easily destroyed the Dou Qi that covered his leg. At the same time, it also broke the bones in his calf.
"Ah!!!"
At this moment, Zhao Qi could no longer endure the intense pain that came from his body. His flushed face instantly turned pale, and waves of cold sweat quickly gushed out from Zhao Qi's body. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Qi's brocade robe was completely soaked.
Seeing Zhao Qi's appearance, Xiao Yan glanced at him coldly. Soon after, the hand that was tightly holding Zhao Qi's right hand suddenly loosened. The latter's body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and knelt on the ground with a weak aura.
At this moment, Murong Qianqian's pretty face also revealed a cold smile as she slowly descended. Seeing this, the surrounding people hurriedly retreated far away, giving Murong Qianqian and Zhao Qi an empty space of more than ten feet.
Landing in front of Zhao Qi, the cold smile on Murong Qianqian's pretty face became even more pronounced. She coldly stared at Zhao Qi in front of her and sneered.
"This young lady has already said that the pain you gave me, this young lady will return it to you tenfold, a hundredfold. How is it? Do you believe me now?"
Zhao Qi's face was deathly pale, and his feminine face revealed a deep fear. Since he was young, he had been taken care of. In Su Lan City, there had never been anyone who dared to provoke him. But now, the appearance of this young lady and the black-robed youth before him had completely broken this rule.
Who exactly were they?
"You …"
Under the pain, although Zhao Qi wanted to struggle and say something, unfortunately, the intense pain that came from his body made it impossible for him to forcefully endure and speak.
Seeing this, the corner of Murong Qianqian's mouth curled up. Soon after, she slowly raised her head, and coldly stared at Zhao Qi in front of her. The slender hand under her sleeve slowly raised. Under the sunlight, the pure white color of her hand was like a lotus root.
"This slap is for you scolding him."
The cold voice slowly escaped from her mouth, and the young lady's raised hand was about to swing down.
"Little girl, how dare you! In my Zhao Clan's Su Lan City, no one is allowed to touch a single hair of my Zhao Clan! "
However, just as Murong Qianqian's hand was about to land, an old, deep, and overbearing voice was suddenly transmitted from the sky. At the same time, an extremely frightening aura swept over the area where Xiao Yan and Murong Qianqian were located in the blink of an eye.
"Nine star Half Emperor huh …"
Xiao Yan softly muttered in his mouth. A glint instantly flashed deep within his eyes.
With his arms crossed, Xiao Yan's gaze fell and looked towards Murong Qianqian.
At this moment, because of the appearance of that aura, the expression on the latter's pretty face slightly changed. Her long, shapely eyebrows slightly knitted as she looked towards Xiao Yan, and a trace of worry appeared in her beautiful eyes.
At the same time, Zhao Qi, who was kneeling in front of Murong Qianqian, suddenly revealed a pleasantly surprised expression on his pale face when he heard the old voice. Immediately, his ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes once again looked at Xiao Yan. His voice was hoarse as he roared, "Xiao Yan!
"Bastard! You're dead! Today, none of you will be able to escape! This young master will cripple your Dou Qi! I will even play with your woman in front of you! "
Madness appeared in Zhao Qi's eyes, as if he could already see Xiao Yan's ending.
Seeing this, Murong Qianqian, who was in front of Zhao Qi, could not help but raise her eyebrows. Xiao Yan's eyes revealed a cold glint.
"Hit!"
Following Xiao Yan's words, the expression on Murong Qianqian's pretty face instantly turned ice-cold. Since Xiao Yan had already spoken, she believed that Xiao Yan definitely had his own confidence.
Thus, under Zhao Qi's terrified gaze, Murong Qianqian's raised spotlessly white jade-like hand ferociously slapped Zhao Qi's face with a burst of swift and fierce sound of wind being torn apart.
"Pa!"
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