It's just that the more he looks at this, the more Wang Fuheng feels that something is wrong in his heart.

First of all, Meng Zhongguo's strength is obviously more than just a Great Soul Master.

'How on earth did he break through to the Great Soul Master in such a short period of time?'

Wang Fuheng was shocked by this.

But even so, Master Qingfeng has an absolute crushing potential for Meng Zhongguo in the realm.

If this were the case, Wang Fuheng would not be so anxious that he would be sweating profusely.

Meng Zhongguo, who is a peak great soul master, in the face of Master Qingfeng's absolute crushing power as a great peak soul master, can still cast spells flexibly and freely, and he will not fall behind at all.

On the other hand, Master Qingfeng's side is obviously showing a declining trend.

"And this strange exercise, even the power of a thousand catties can be easily resolved, it is too extraordinary!"

Wang Fuheng wondered.

This exercise, Wang Fuheng has lived for half his life, and he is unheard of.

It doesn't look like a thing in this world, soft with rigidity, rigidity and strength, it's really terrifying!

Seeing the entourage, a few people were also shocked to say it.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Master Qingfeng took a big step back, distanced himself from Chen Xiaoye, swayed with one hand, and swayed with the other.

What a situation!

The Great Peak Great Soul Master was actually out of breath by the Peak Great Soul Master?

Confused, confused.

I can't figure out whether Chen Xiaoye, the peak soul master, is too strong, or Master Qingfeng, the peak soul master, is too weak.

"Chen doesn't want to cause trouble, please go back. Meng Zhong National Road.

After all, he had concerns and didn't dare to kill him.

"This matter, we Huayun Pavilion have written it down!" Master Qingfeng left a sentence and left the Chen family with everyone.

Meng Zhongguo took the pill in Chen Xiaoye's hand and went back to continue his cultivation.

In the battle just now, although Meng Zhongguo had the upper hand, this physical strength was consumed a lot, and it needed to be eased.

Chen Xiaoye saw the door closed, and his figure immediately disappeared into the courtyard.

"Come, you can do whatever you want, go, but you can't do whatever you want. Chen Xiaoye's voice came out first.

Then he appeared to block the way of Master Qingfeng and the others.

"You stinky boy, are you tired of being alive? You actually took the initiative to send you to death!" Wang Fuheng said with a smile.

Meng Zhongguo's strength is undoubted, but he gave birth to such a stupid son, hahahaha......

"Master Qingfeng, you don't need to make a move, leave this son to me to deal with. Wang Fuheng patted his chest and said confidently.

He has never put Chen Xiaoye in his eyes, he is just a milky little kid.

'I can't deal with your father, can't I deal with you?'

'Thunder Fist!'

As he spoke, Wang Fuheng's figure flashed, thunder roared, and the fist wind whistled.

'Thunderclap!'

"Poof!"

Everyone could see that even the people were bloody, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

This kid is a bit powerful, huh?

"This, this is impossible! How can you be the master of our Wang family!" Wang Fuheng clutched his chest and pointed at Chen Xiaoye, obviously unable to believe this fact.

But when Wang Fuheng saw clearly that Chen Xiaoye was using a palm, not a fist, his eyes widened angrily, and he said with a bit of desperation in his words: "......Collapse thunder palm!

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Fuheng lost his breath because his muscles and veins were completely destroyed.

The Thunder Palm is actually the Wang family's pioneering exercises, and in the inheritance, for some reason, it was changed to pieces by the ancestors, so that there is today's Thunder Fist.

The power of the Thunder Palm is by no means comparable to the Thunder Fist, and the difference between the two is like a world of difference.

If the Thunder Palm is the treasure, then the Thunder Fist is rubbish, and there is no comparison at all.

Before he died, he could see such a pure thunder palm, no wonder Wang Fuheng would die so unwillingly.

Wang Fuheng couldn't figure out how a person surnamed Chen could learn the inner door exercises that belonged to the Wang family and belonged to the Wang family?

Everyone is dead, Chen Xiaoye can't tell him that he is a random system reward after the task is completed, right?

Say it, others must be willing to believe it, this is more science fiction than fantasy.

"It's your turn!" Chen Xiaoye glanced at everyone and said.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and everyone pays attention.

The most important thing is that the scene just now is too shocking.

Chen Xiaoye, a little kid who was only seventeen years old and had never even participated in the adult ceremony, actually killed Wang Fuheng, who was a great peak soul master, with one punch, yes, it was a kill, not a defeat!

This is no longer something that can be defined by the word 'genius'.

Horror!

These adults, with an average strength of two thousand years of soul masters, were so frightened that they didn't dare to move, let alone fight intent.

"Little guy, your performance surprised me, but if you want to fight me, I'm afraid you don't have that strength yet. Master Qingfeng said confidently.

Just like Wang Fuheng before, it always makes people feel light and untrustworthy.

"If there is any, try it or not. Chen Xiaoye was too lazy to be verbose, so he shot directly.

"It's a good time, but there are too many flaws. Master Qingfeng shook his head.

Raising his arm, surrounded by strong wind, he threw a punch and shouted: "Break ...... Poof!"

Bang!

Rumble!

Click, click, click!

Chen Xiaoye dissolved all the strength of Master Qingfeng's fist and gave him an over-the-shoulder throw.

Master Qingfeng is so old, how can he afford Chen Xiaoye to toss like this, the bones are broken one after another.

I couldn't get up anymore, blood sprayed everywhere, and I was dyed bright red.

Sure enough, it's braggart again. ’

This is not surprising to everyone.

"You, you can't kill me, I'm the ...... of Huayun Pavilion."

Master Qingfeng's eyes were full of fear, and when facing Meng Zhongguo, he had never been like this.

Master Qingfeng could clearly feel that the exercises used by Chen Xiaoye and Meng Zhongguo before belonged to the same path.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is that this little guy's cultivation is even more terrifying, and the connection between the moves is smooth, and it doesn't give people a chance to fight back at all, and it kills in seconds with one move!

"Ahh

"Devil!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

......

For a time, screaming and begging for mercy continued,

Chen Xiaoye's eyes were godless, Qingfeng's sword came out, and he slashed ten people with one sword!

Collecting all his souls into the gourd, Chen Xiaoye quickly disappeared before anyone found him.

Only a dozen corpses were left with residual warmth......

"Outside! Outside! Master Qingfeng of Huayun Pavilion, the Great Peak Great Soul Master died tragically on the street!"

"Outside! Outside! Cloth King Wang Fuheng was brutally killed on the street!"

"Outside! Outside, the corpses of more than a dozen people in Huayun Pavilion are separated......"

All of a sudden, the news about the death of Master Qingfeng and Wang Fuheng has become known to the whole city.

Chen.

It's time for dinner.

"Another bowl!" Lin Ying shouted.

"......" An Mucuna drank soup quietly.

Meng Zhongguo had no intention of eating, glanced at the newspaper at hand, and then at Chen Xiaoye, who was terrifyingly calm.

For this son, Meng Zhongguo, as a father, is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

But there is one thing, he can be sure that the death of Master Qingfeng and others will definitely be inseparable from Chen Xiaoye.

However, in the eyes of outsiders.

Anyone can do this, and it definitely can't be Chen Xiaoye, because he can't cultivate...... Rubbish.