"What is he talking about! I heard you right!"

Master Yan exclaimed as he coughed up blood.

Is this a fantasy or a fool's dream! Even he and Master Gao are not Cao Long's opponents, so how did Xiao Fan, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, get so much confidence?

"Could it be that we have lost our eyes, this young man is also a martial artist?" Master Yan muttered.

Master Gao covered his sunken chest and endured the pain and said: "Even if this kid is a martial artist, at his age, his kung fu can't be much higher! He's only seventeen or eighteen years old, how high can his kung fu go? He's looking for death!"

Master Yan also shook his head and said, "This kid doesn't know how terrifying an internal strength martial artist is, not to mention that Cao Long has already reached the late stage of Dacheng. If he fights with the early stage master with his life, it is still unknown who will lose and who will win, and this kid will not be able to stop Cao Long's move at all!"

Han Yunfeng and Wu Yongchang shrank under their chairs, trembling uncontrollably. Master Gao and Master Yan were their last hope, and now this hope has turned into despair. Although they no longer believe in Xiao Fan, they can only be a dead horse doctor at this time, they only hope that Xiao Fan can really defeat Cao Long, otherwise they will die today!

Zheng Tianlei is a little better than Han Yunfeng and the others, after all, he has seen Xiao Fan's skills. But the force that Cao Long just showed was not weak, and for a while, Zheng Tianlei was also a little nervous.

In the whole room, only Brother Wolf was still drinking alone, not worried that Xiao Fan would lose, and he looked very relaxed.

"Damn, this wine tastes good!"

"Little brat, don't think that I don't beat bear children, Lao Tzu has even killed women, and I will tear you to pieces in a while and let you die in the first one!" Cao Long said fiercely. Xiao Fan's words and moves made him kneel, which undoubtedly angered him and made him very unhappy.

Cao Long said: "I don't kill nobodies, you report your name!"

"I'm looking for death!" The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth raised slightly, as if he was mocking.

Cao Long was slightly stunned, and shouted angrily: "Good one is looking for death, then Lao Tzu will let you die today!"

"Drink!"

Cao Long burst into a shout, like a tiger roaring, and smashed down with a punch, like the speed of a cheetah. He once blasted granite with one punch, when he was still in the early stages of his internal strength.

Now that it has reached the late stage, a punch hit Xiao Fan's head, what can Xiao Fan do?

The whole room was dead silent, except for Brother Wolf, almost everyone held their breath in an instant, their eyes widened.

Master Gao and Master Yan had already closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at them any longer.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of bones breaking resounded in the room, and the scalp tingled to hear it.

After the punch, Xiao Fan was still standing in place, his head unscathed, his feet did not move half a step, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"You broke a bone before I made a move, it's really disappointing to me!" Xiao Fan said lightly, mockingly looking at Cao Long, whose expression was painful, and his right hand was hanging down.

"How can this be!" Cao Long's face was as pale as earth, and he couldn't help but shout.

He did break a bone, but Xiao Fan didn't move at all, and punched him with his head. As a result, Xiao Fan was fine, his wrist was broken.

"What!"

Master Gao suddenly opened his eyes and watched this scene in disbelief.

"How is this possible, my ** is so strong, I can't withstand his punch, that kid is unscathed, so that Cao Long is fractured!

"Impossible! Impossible! How could there be such a young Horizontal Cultivation Grandmaster!"

Master Gao was like a ghost in broad daylight, and he didn't even know how to think, so he directly moved his gaze to Master Yan, hoping that he could give an answer.

Master Yan also had a long mouth, and moved his gaze to Master Gao, and the two looked at each other speechlessly.

"Whew! I'm scared to death!" Zheng Tianlei let out a long sigh of relief, and his brows furrowed.

"Who the hell are you!How can you have such a strong **, are you a Henglian Grandmaster?" Cao Long asked in a hissing voice as he couldn't care about the pain.

Even a horizontal practice master like Master Gao couldn't bear his punch, but Xiao Fan couldn't bear it. Moreover, Cao Long did not feel any internal strength fluctuations in Xiao Fan's body at all, and even made him hurt himself.

This kind of ** strength is no longer something that ordinary horizontal training grandmasters can look down on, at least it must be in the later stage of horizontal training grandmasters.

"You say yes, yes. Xiao Fan chuckled.

"You are so young, how can you be such a powerful Henglian Grandmaster!Who is your master!" Cao Long still asked without giving up.

"You have too many questions, let's take my trick first!"

Xiao Fan let out a low snort, and the pair of white palms that had been nourished by the aura waved out gently, like a fight between lovers, and there was no force to be seen.

But Cao Long's face changed wildly, and his pupils shrank suddenly. An invisible huge pressure came towards him, and this pressure was like Mount Tai falling down, making people feel heartbroken. Even when he faced the encirclement and suppression of a dozen mercenaries on the battlefield, he had never had such fear.

This palm came slowly, and Cao Long had enough time to avoid it. But his body didn't move at all, because he couldn't avoid it, he couldn't avoid the pressure around him, and this pressure suppressed him as if there was substance.

Seeing that a palm was about to be slapped down, Cao Long's eyes were about to split, and he hurriedly raised his arms to block.

"Boom!"

A palm fell, as if the building had collapsed, without the slightest pause, and directly slapped Cao Long to his knees with a palm.

"Click!"

Cao Long's knees shattered, and the ground was pressed out of two large pits.