After Wang Fo received a slap, he immediately looked towards Ye Tian.

He clearly saw that the other party slapped him alive just now, but the other party's movements were too fast, so fast that even a martial artist in the middle stage of his Dacheng realm had no chance to dodge.

This also invisibly made him look at Ye Tian differently.

Ye Tian is not as ordinary as he seems, and the other party is actually a martial artist.

"Do you dare to hit me? Do you know that your time of death is coming?"

Wang Buddha was beaten, his anger almost burned him, although he was slapped by Ye Tian just now.

However, he just thought that Ye Tian might just be better than him in terms of speed, and if he really wanted to fight for strength, he was afraid that the other party was not his opponent.

He knew that Ye Tian was a martial artist, however, he believed that Ye Tian was not a martial artist of his opponent.

"I don't know, I just know that someone is going to be slapped again!"

Ye Tian's words fell, and he immediately stretched out his hand, slapped it out again.

"Boy, I didn't care about it the first time, but now you still want to slap me, you're just afraid of delusion!"

Wang Fo was prepared this time, and when Ye Tian slapped him, he immediately quickly dodged to the side.

As far as his martial artist strength in the middle stage of Dacheng is concerned, although his speed is not as fast as Ye Tian, he can still dodge it if he can dodge.

"Smack!"

However, all this is Wang Buddha's self-righteousness.

As a result, it was not a big mouth from Ye Tian.

This time, Ye Tian was not like the first, he just slapped the other party with an ordinary palm, which means that only five shallow red marks were left on Wang Fo's face.

However, this slap now is a direct use of a trace of spiritual power, spiritual power is a more terrifying power than the power of qi and blood, naturally, under this slap, Wang Buddha is no longer so easy.

The results are clear.

Even if the other party is still a martial artist in the mid-stage realm of Dacheng, he will not be spared.

Ye Tian's slap directly left blood marks on the other party's face.

Not only that, but he also removed a few teeth from the other party's mouth, and a trace of blood flew out along with those burnt teeth.

"Ah, damn it, damn it, you damn it!"

After a few teeth were removed, Wang Fo was at the peak of his anger.

He was a martial artist in the middle stage of Dacheng, and he was slapped twice by a high school student like this, and several of his teeth were knocked out.

Therefore, he immediately urged the power of qi and blood in the palm of his hand.

"Little bastard, die!"

A martial artist in the Dacheng realm can use his own qi and blood power to urge out to hurt people, or he can hurt people in the air.

Therefore, at the moment when the power of qi and blood was gathered in the palm of Wang Fo's hand, his eyes had a thick murderous aura, and he directly bombarded the faint power of qi and blood in his palm in the air.

This power of qi and blood, he believes, will definitely be able to defeat Ye Tian.

No matter how fast Ye Tian is, under this palm, he is afraid that he will have to hold hatred.

"Bang!"

However, just when he was self-righteous again, it was a flower in front of him, and the position where Ye Tian was standing was without the shadow of the other party.

As a result, Ye Tian easily dodged the attack of his qi and blood power.

The power that caused the power of qi and blood did not harm Ye Tian, but instead caused a crack to appear on the ground where he was standing.

Looking at the rift, it's really surprising.

It can also be imagined that the attack of the blood power of the martial artists of the Dacheng realm is really terrifying.

This ground is a good marble floor, and the hardness is naturally not as good as that, but unexpectedly, the power of Qi and blood that Wang Buddha played out in the air directly hit the marble floor with a terrifying crack.

The rift spread directly to a few meters before it stopped.

"If you want to kill me, you don't have that ability yet!"

After Ye Tian dodged the attack of Wang Buddha's qi and blood power, he said to Wang Buddha with some disdain.

Indeed, it is also as Ye Tian said.

With the strength of a martial artist in the middle stage of Dacheng, it is really impossible for Wang Buddha to kill him.

Even if he stood still, the other party would not be able to kill him.

No matter how powerful the opponent's qi and blood power is, Ye Tian's spiritual power attack is more than powerful, it is simply terrifying.

As long as he bombards a palm, he can instantly shatter the opponent's qi and blood power, and then bombard the opponent's body all the way to blast the opponent.

Calling the other person directly becomes a thing of the past.

"Boy, if you don't run, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Wang Fo was still self-righteous, thinking that it was just Ye Tian's speed, otherwise how could he not be able to kill the other party.

So, he spoke defiantly.

"You told me not to run, do I really not run? You think too highly of yourself, I won't listen to you!"

Ye Tian laughed playfully.

"Ahh

Wang Buddha was going crazy.

He was going to kill Ye Tian.

So, hands-on again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

“......”

Therefore, when Wang Fo's qi and blood power gathered again and again, and then bombarded Ye Tian, he didn't even touch the corner of Ye Tian's clothes, so much so that the marble floor of Wang Qingyan's hall was constantly cracked.

It's broken now.

When he saw the shattered floor, Ye Tian's smile became happier and happier.

Because since someone has destroyed the floor of Wang Qingyan's house, he has to help the other party get some justice, right?

This justice is naturally compensation.

He still didn't believe that Wang Fo didn't dare to compensate.

If you don't compensate, then just let the other party pay for their lives.

If you choose between compensation and loss of life, Ye Tian also believes that a smart person like Wang Buddha will definitely choose compensation, right?

"Boy, you have a ...... Don't run, look at me...... Don't make you ...... Die!"

Wang Fo's multiple rounds of condensing qi and blood power did not hurt Ye Tian, but it made him tired and out of breath because of how much he consumed.

His face turned pale.

Looking at it like that, Ye Tian could see it, but he was afraid that the other party had already lost his strength.

Since the other party has no room to resist, it is time to start the matter of compensation.

So, Ye Tian walked slowly in front of Wang Buddha's eyes.

"I'm standing still now, do you think you have that ability to hurt me?"

Ye Tian looked at Wang Fo with disdain and said.

"Boy, self-righteousness!"

However, Wang Fo's panting appearance and pale face were pretended, he just wanted to act for Ye Tian to see, just waiting for the other party to come to his eyes at this moment, and he gave the other party a thunderous blow.

Therefore, at the moment when a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, in the palm of one of his hands, a ball of extremely rich qi and blood power continued to condense, and at the moment when it was condensed to the largest and richest, he pushed it forward, and the terrifying qi and blood power in his palm was pushed out horizontally.

The target is Ye Tian.