Well, such a consumption, for Su Chunfeng personally, the price paid is indeed the lowest and the smallest.

But this is too unfair, a little ...... Lewd, right?

But......

It was Park Yinzhen who gave a shameless face first.

Alas.

Luo Tonghua sighed, helpless, but happy - Su Chunfeng, Su Chunfeng, you are not willing to suffer at all, you cleaned up Park Yinzhen, and deliberately gave me some more problems. Maybe it's nothing more than accompanying Su Chunfeng to tell some lies and unreasonable things after the fight.

What's the matter?

When Park Yinzhen couldn't support it anymore and had to reluctantly give up the attack, and after thinking about the fighting method, he admitted that Su Chunfeng had a strong defense and could defend against his waves of attacks for a long time, but he would not say anything about the fight, let alone admit defeat, so as to comfort himself......

Vision regeneration.

When it was getting late, the sun was setting, and the heavy clouds over the golf course were tinged with a terrifying scarlet, layered like mountains and stones, and the pressure was so great that it would collapse and fall to the world in the next moment, causing the terrifying consequences of destroying the world and the earth.

Park Yinzhen, who has always occupied the initiative of the fighting method and maintained an absolute offensive, slowly withdrew the technique.

But as his surging spell attack power began to retreat, like a pot covering Su Chunfeng, the huge circular immortal array with a diameter of more than fifteen meters actually stood upright like a spring after no pressure, and the pieces spread out into a huge gossip diagram with countless golden hexagrams in detail, the yin and yang fish slowly turned, tearing down the layers of scarlet dark clouds in the sky, and then overwhelming, inexorably engulfing the magic power of Pu Yinzhen's slow retreat, and then, Under everyone's jaw-dropping gaze, Park Yinzhen was engulfed.

Dark clouds fell from the nine heavens and devoured people.

In the thick and terrifying clouds, Park Yinzhen stopped performing the spell, did not dare to move, and even his consciousness did not dare to show the slightest sign of rebellion, but blindly trembled and feared. Because, while the clouds full of terrifying spell attack power swept him up, countless fragmented spell powers had completely destroyed his physical and mental defenses at some point, and those fragmented but deadly spell attack fluctuations were like a sharp sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his consciousness, meridians, and internal organs...... He could be killed at any time.

This feeling quickly disappeared without a trace.

Su Chunfeng withdrew the spell and stood tall with a calm smile.

The clouds cleared, and the fluctuations of the spell attacks gradually calmed down.

In the dim light, Park Yinzhen was covered in a cold sweat, trembling, and fell to the ground as if he had collapsed. The people of the Park family and the many warlocks in Korea who had come to the banquet before and after rushed over.

Park Yinzhen, defeated.

When Park Eun carried the fainting Park Yinzhen back to the mansion, Su Chunfeng, Luo Tonghua, and Zhou Han walked behind everyone.

"He's already defeated, so why bother launching another fierce offensive at the last moment, but not hurting him?" Luo Tonghua said softly with a slight sense of reproach.

"Save these Korean warlocks from cheating, not admitting defeat, and finally say that during the entire fighting process, Park Yinzhen is pressing me to fight. I am worried that, with their temperament, they will even say that in the end, the reason why Park Yin-yeon took the initiative to stop the offensive was not because he was exhausted, not because he was already badly injured and could not withstand the backlash of nature, but that, after giving me a certain lesson, he would no longer meet me as a young man and let me go. Su Chunfeng waved his hand indifferently and said, "Since he wanted to hurt me from the beginning, why should I save him any face?" Professor Luo, you don't think it's a pity that I didn't kill him in the end, right? ”

Luo Tonghua smiled and shook his head, "Good job." ”

"Huh?" Su Chunfeng was slightly surprised.

Luo Tonghua patted him on the shoulder, but he didn't say anything, and strode with everyone into the Park family's mansion.

That night, the banquet set up by the Park family was attended by many people, but the atmosphere was strange - for Luo Tonghua, Su Chunfeng, and Zhou Han, the three Chinese warlocks, no one dared to provoke and say some conceited and arrogant words, and even their expressions and postures were a little hypocritical, and no one discussed the fighting methods of Pu Yinzhen and Su Chunfeng today. Because of the unfavorable news for the Korean national magic world, each of them was deeply taboo and didn't want to mention it. Moreover, that guy named Su Chunfeng did a terrible job, leaving no room for people in the Korean magic world to say anything to comfort themselves and deceive others.

How so?

Su Chunfeng blindly defended and was pressed by Park Yinzhen for two hours? You can be shameless, but you can't be so shameless that you can't even deceive yourself - Su Chunfeng, who cultivated to the late stage of qi refining, only used magic as a defense, and casually let Park Yinzhen, the number one master in the Korean magic world who cultivated for the great consummation of qi refining, attack indiscriminately for two hours...... It's been two hours, you haven't been able to break through Park Yinzhen, and you've let you get to this job, what else can you say?

Park Yinzhen, as a senior master, took the initiative to stop and let people go after giving Su Chunfeng a lesson? Come on, at the last moment, Su Chunfeng struck a shocking blow, like a devastating blow, and Pu Yinzhen didn't even have the strength to fight back.

It can be said that you can't lose anymore.

Thanks to Su Chunfeng's accurate pointing, he will no longer attack, otherwise......

It's unimaginable.

Now, I only hope that Luo Tonghua, Su Chunfeng, and Zhou Han will not publicize this matter everywhere in the international magic community in the future. As for the people in the Korean warlock world, even if everyone has a dislike for each other, after all, it involves the honor of the country and the nation, so no one will say anything about it.

And what Zhou Han was worried about before, the Korean warlock world would be defeated by Su Chunfeng because Park Yinzhen was defeated, so they would find fault in tonight's banquet, and it didn't happen.

Luo Tonghua even felt guilty of blaming himself for spending the belly of a villain.

Because, he thought that Su Chunfeng was deliberately defensive and wanted to drag Park Yinzhen to death, and at the same time, he would repay Park Yinzhen, and at the same time, he would also add some trouble to Luo Tonghua and let him solve the rudeness and narrow-mindedness of the Korean warlock world. But the result is that there is no need for him to say anything to the Korean warlock world, and no one will stupidly come to him to express his dissatisfaction with Su Chunfeng's defeat of Park Yinzhen.

In China, there is Su Chunfeng in Qimen rivers and lakes.

Luckily!

……

……

In the spring of March, when the grass grows and warblers fly in the Central Plains and the north, the southern frontier of China already has the heat and humidity of early summer.

In the streets and alleys of Linbian City, there are more bare-chested men and pretty women wearing skirts to show their thighs during the day.

In the afternoon, the sun is scorching.

At the north end of Jinshan Street, on the side of the intersection with the North Ring Road, there is a two-storey bamboo building with a plaque "Fortune Teahouse".

During this time period, coupled with the relatively remote location, the hall on the first floor of the teahouse was empty and there were no guests. The young waitress sat on a chair at the door, drooping his head listlessly and sleepy, perhaps because he was worried that the boss would see him sleepy at work, and the little waiter would open his eyes sharply from time to time, look around vigilantly, and then couldn't help but continue to fight between the upper and lower eyelids.

A black Mercedes sedan slowly stopped outside the store.

The car door opened, and Liao Yonghe, the master of the magic of the Fudi Gate, got out of the car, he was wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt, loose black slacks, black handmade cloth shoes, and a thick necklace around his neck, which was made of twenty-six pigeon-egg-sized, pigeon-egg-sized black beads, smooth and translucent.

Liao Yonghe looked around with a cold expression, and then strode into the teahouse.

The dozing little waiter noticed that someone was coming in, and suddenly came back to his senses, Liao Yonghe had already walked past him and walked straight up the stairs.

"Hey, sir, who are you looking for?" The waiter hurriedly asked.

"Drink tea." Liao Yonghe responded lightly, but his footsteps did not stop, and he didn't even look at the waiter.

"But don't ...... it"

"The guests upstairs are just waiting for me."

The little waiter, who had already gotten up to chase after him, stood at the foot of the stairs and stopped, shrunk his head and stepped back with a somewhat frightened expression - as a small waiter who was a local in Linbian City, he had been exposed to it since he was a child, and he also knew that the tea guest in the private room upstairs was a real guest, a guest he couldn't afford to provoke.

The little waiter pondered, the guest upstairs named Li Yingzheng was a well-known boss in Linbian City, and now, he should have at least one gun on him, right?

Someone who plays with guns......

There are many in Linbian City, but there are really not many ruthless masters who can be as brazenly armed as Li Yingzheng. It is said that Li Yingzheng once robbed a batch of goods with people at the border, and as a result, a gunfight broke out, and Li Yingzheng's side won a complete victory, because Li Yingzheng transferred professional mercenaries from abroad in advance to ambush in that conflict.

Just when the little waiter pouted with envy, jealousy and fear, he found that Liao Yonghe, who had just walked to the end of the stairs, suddenly turned around, and looked at the window on the west side with cruelty and fear in his eyes. Almost at the moment of turning around, Liao Yonghe's eyes were about to split, his expression was hideous, and he roared frantically: "Li Yingzheng, quickly find someone for me, kill him, he is nearby, hurry up, ......" Before the sentence was finished, Liao Yonghe's body leaned back suddenly, his hands pinched repeatedly, and his left foot quickly kicked the floor, making a dull thudding sound.

Li Yingzheng, who was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and black military boots, strode out of the private room, and Li Yingzheng, who looked fierce and had a strong cold light in his eyes, turned out to be holding two pistols in both hands, running as he ran: "Master Liao, where are you?" Where? ”

Immediately, Li Yingzheng was so shocked that he staggered back a few steps, only to see Liao Yonghe bleeding from the seven orifices who were performing the operation, and his eyes were tearing and he kept pinching the operation.

Just under a minute later......

Liao Yonghe fell headlong, rolled to the bottom of the stairs with a thud, and stopped at the feet of the frightened little waiter.

The little waiter was completely stunned

Li Yingzheng rushed down: "Master Liao, where is the other person probably located?" ”

Liao Yonghe didn't respond, he lay on the ground and kept twitching, but his eyes were closed, seeing that there was only air out and no air intake, Li Yingzheng waved his pistol and shot several times in succession.

The little waiter fell to the ground in complete fright and fainted.

This day, in the afternoon.

Liao Yongshan, the younger brother of the deputy master of the Voldemort Gate, and one of the few Qi Refining Realm masters in the Voldemort Gate, Liao Yonghe, died in the Fortune Teahouse.

Suspected to have been killed by a warlock.

……

PS: See you tomorrow!!! Believe me!