"What, you say it again?"

Even if Peng Chao can endure his temperament, he can't help but be angry and full of grief and anger at this moment.

The reason why Fang He and Xing Feiqiang followed Peng Chao sincerely was because Peng Chao treated them sincerely and trusted and respected each other.

Now hearing that Xing Feiqiang died at the hands of others, Peng Chao's heart is even more uncomfortable than his dead wife.

"Boss, it's none of my business, that kid is too powerful, Mr. Xing is not his opponent at all, and he ......"

"And what?"

"And he said that Du Gaoyu was also killed by him!"

Peng Chao didn't avoid Zhao Biao when he answered the phone, so Zhao Biao also heard this sentence and immediately showed a shocked look.

"Could it be him?"

Peng Chao asked Hu Libin gloomily: "How old is that person and what is his name?"

He said that his name was Xiao Chen, and he was about eighteen or nineteen years old. ”

"Sure enough......"

Zhao Biao smiled wryly.

In fact, he could guess that Du Gaoyu died at the hands of Xiao Chen from the beginning, but he didn't understand the reason why Xiao Chen killed Du Gaoyu, and his younger brother Zhao Wolf had offended him again, so he didn't dare to go to him rashly.

A strong man like Xiao Chen is a helper if he is good, if he accidentally offends, it will be a disaster.

For the sake of insurance, Zhao Biao first found Peng Chao, and then tried to contact Xiao Chen with the help of Peng Chao's power to stabilize his own strength.

However, what Zhao Biao never expected was that Xiao Chen was so unscrupulous that he took the initiative to provoke Peng Chao, and even killed Peng Chao's right-hand man Xing Feiqiang.

"Hu Libin, let him wait for me, I will meet him in person!"

Peng Chao hung up the phone, and looked at Zhao Biao's demeanor became a little indifferent, "Boss Zhao, do you want to go with me?"

Zhao Biao persuaded: "Boss Peng, I know you can't accept Mr. Xing's death for a while, but don't be blinded by hatred. ”

"I've got my own measure!"

Peng Chao didn't listen to the advice and left angrily.

Zhao Biao shook his head and sighed, and could only follow behind Peng Chao.

......

Of course, Peng Chao did not come to Xiao Chen alone, but informed the other two internal martial artists under him, Zhou Dexuan and Fang He.

On the way, they met Zhou Dexuan, who rushed to hear the news.

"Big brother, what's going on, Brother Xing, he ......"

Peng Chao said with remorse and shame on his face: "The fault is mine, I underestimated the strength of the other party, and let Xing Feiqiang give his life in vain." ”

"Big brother doesn't need to blame himself, let's avenge Brother Xing together!" Zhou Dexuan comforted.

"No, since that person can kill Xing Feiqiang, it's not something you and I can deal with, we have to wait for Fang He together. ”

Zhou Dexuan said: "Big brother, don't worry, Fang He has already gone directly to the Xinyue Club, I'm afraid he will be one step ahead of us." ”

"Okay, Fang He is already at the peak of his internal strength, he is invincible under his primitality, plus you and I will help him, he will definitely be ambushed!"

"This is natural!"

Hearing that the two seemed to be determined to fight to the death with Xiao Chen, Zhao Biao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

However, if Fang He made a move, he might really be able to subdue Xiao Chen.

Zhao Biao has heard a lot about the legend of Fang He.

At the beginning, when the pattern of Lanning City was not finalized, the four forces were fighting, and Du Gaoyu, who was also an internal martial artist, was so frightened by Fang He's name that he didn't dare to come forward.

It is even rumored that Fang He once offended an innate martial artist, and when he fought with an innate martial artist, he used a powerful martial art to defeat the innate martial artist without dying.

In the end, the innate martial artist praised his strength and spared his life.

Innate is an existence far above the internal strength martial artist, even if a junior innate wants to kill the peak of internal strength, it is like finding a bag, it is easy.

Therefore, Fang He can survive from the killing moves of the innate powerhouse, and it should be called a legend.

In Lanning City, Fang He is recognized as the strongest player.

......

In the Xinyue Club, Xiao Chen was a little sleepy and squinted his eyes to take a nap.

Suddenly, a rage rushed across with an aura of rage.

"Who is Xiao Chen!"

A wild shout, like thunder.

This time, Hu Libin failed to jump up, and was still trembling and curled up in the corner, obviously frightened by Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen leaned on the table, propped his head with his hands, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the visitor as usual, and asked:

"Are you Peng Chao?"

Without waiting for someone to answer, he denied again, "No, I heard that Peng Chao has a martial artist with peak internal strength, named Fang He, it should be you, right?"

Fang He was dressed in a green shirt, his eyebrows were starry, his momentum was awe-inspiring, and he stared at Xiao Chen coldly: "I am Fang He, are you ready to die?"

Xiao Chen laughed when he heard this, "You internal strength martial artists really love to brag, and you all want my life when you come up, and the result is ...... Huh!"

"If you treat me as Xing Feiqiang or Du Gaoyu, then you are destined to die today!"

Fang He's sleeves waved, quite detached.

"Really?" Xiao Chen got up, stretched his waist and said, "Then you might as well let me see, how are you different from them?"

"As you wish!"

Fang He's suppressed anger urgently needs to be vented, and his hands are full of inner strength, and the initial style is a peerless study.

"Nine Waves of Burning Flame!"

As soon as he drank it, his hands were stacked on top of each other, and the horror was like a wave of qi, and he flew towards Xiao Chen.

"Huh?"

Xiao Chen's brows sank suddenly, he didn't make a hard connection, and he flashed aside.

Rumble!

The tables and chairs there were crushed by the air waves, and even the walls were torn through a large hole.

"Hmph, is that all you have to do to escape?"

The blow didn't work, Fang He was not annoyed, but looked at Xiao Chen sarcastically.

Xiao Chen didn't dare to take it hard, proving that he was afraid.

And just now, he only used the first two forms of the "Nine Waves of Incineration", and there were seven waves behind him, one wave was stronger than the other.

How did Xiao Chen parry?

In the face of Fang He's ridicule, Xiao Chen was not angry, but asked in a deep voice, "Who taught you this trick?"

"Dead man, not qualified to ask questions!"

Fang He didn't want to say more, his hands used his internal strength again, and the qi waves were superimposed to the fourth level, and the power was doubled.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Xiao Chen was angry for no reason, and his two fingers were together, like sword fingers, and a sword swept out.

Shhh

Fang He's condensed incomparable aura wave was sliced open by the invisible sword.

"What ......"

Even though Fang He was aware of it, it was too late to retreat.

Peng!

The sword wind swept away, Fang He was knocked back two feet, the qi and blood in his body were tumbling, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

But looking at Xiao Chen, he stood with his hands in his hands and did not move.

"Impossible, my Nine Waves of Burning Yan won't lose!"

Fang Crane roared, his momentum climbed to the peak, and the nine waves of the burning Yan were superimposed to the ninth limit, causing the surrounding temperature to increase sharply, which was suffocating.

"Under the heavens, no one can catch my move, prepare to die!"

When Xiao Chen heard this, he shook his head in disappointment and said, "It's really sad that the Nine Heavy Waves of Burning Yan fell into the hands of people like you!"

Fang He's expression froze, his movements in his hands slowed down slightly, and he shouted, "What do you mean by this?"

"I said, you didn't even touch the fur of the Nine Waves of Burning Yan, so you dare to make a big fuss here?"

Xiao Chen's words were heart-wrenching, causing Fang He to show a momentary look of confusion.

He endured humiliation and burdens, and practiced the Nine Waves of Burning Yan for 30 years, day and night, without stopping, which is what he has today.

And now, Xiao Chen actually said that he hadn't even touched the fur of the Nine Heavy Waves of Burning Yan?

Xiao Chen sneered and continued to say to Fang He: "I only want to ask you, what is 'Burning Yan'?"

What is Incineration?

Fang He was even more confused, because this was the question that had plagued him for thirty years.

This exercise is called the Nine Waves of Burning Yan, but so far he has reached the highest level of the Nine Waves, but he still doesn't understand what Burning Yan is.

If it is literal, it means fire, a burning fire.

But he has always condensed the qi waves with internal strength, and the superposition of the qi waves produces a powerful impact explosion, which has nothing to do with fire.

"It seems that you still don't understand?

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xiao Chen's hands moving together, making the same starting style as Fang He, and condensing a heavy wave of qi around his body.

A mere one-fold qi wave, compared with Fang He's nine-fold qi wave, is undoubtedly a small thing.

But soon, in Fang He's incredulous gaze, the qi waves condensed around Xiao Chen's body were like raging fire, "crackling" and burning.