Zhao Huizhao's eyes flashed fiercely and coldly, and smugness: "Then don't regret it!" His palms quickly revealed a faint fiery red: "Boy, you probably haven't seen what the Xuan-level martial arts are like, right? Today, Young Master Ben will let you try the taste!

The pale red Xuan Qi was like a flexible long dragon, tumbling with the staggered swing of Zhao Huizhao's palms, quickly compressing the surrounding air into hot transparent ripples, with a clear sound of air explosion, and mercilessly rushed towards Zeng Yihao's head, once implemented, it could immediately scorch people's skin.

It is the Zhao family's famous Xuan-level inferior Flame Three-Folded Palm! And it is a Xuan-level martial art.

Xuan-level surname martial arts are different from ordinary Xuan-level martial arts of the same level, they will contain the effect of one of the eight special genus castes such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, thunder, and wind. However, Xuan-level surname martial arts are very rare, and it is not easy to practice, because it often requires the five elements in the cultivator's body to match, and it is also necessary to understand the corresponding surname element. For example, a hot-tempered person is not suitable for cultivating the Ice or Water surname martial arts, even if he is reluctant to cultivate, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

The Zhao family is worthy of being the leading thousand-year-old family in Kuaixian City, and Zhao Huizhao is also worthy of being a genius with a little talent for alchemy, this set of flame three-fold palms has already had a small flame prototype in his use, if it weren't for Zhao Huizhao's Xuan Qi cultivation as a sixth-order Xuan disciple, not yet a Xuan Shi, this palm wind would not only be light red, but should be a formed fire dragon.

At the same time as waving his palm, Zhao Huizhao also skillfully took a flexible step, quickly approaching Zeng Yihao's body, and the sharp wind of his clothes swept the scorching palm strength, just in the blink of an eye, he sealed all the flashing space around Zeng Yihao.

"This kid, I thought it would be great to defeat Ou Qiang and the others, and he actually dared to challenge me in public? Hmph, how can Young Master Ben's strength be comparable to a few subordinates? Dare to rob a woman with Young Master Ben, I will teach you a good lesson today!" Seeing that the coarse cloth clothes on Zeng Yihao's body were quickly baked to a scorched yellow by his own moves, Zhao Huizhao's face suddenly showed a little disdain and pride.

Soon, though, the smugness on his face froze.

Zeng Yihao, who was obviously blocked by him, twisted and twisted again, turned around from an incredible angle, and easily dodged his palm power!

"Impossible! Xu Crisp couldn't avoid my move Fire Dragon Qi Scroll, how could he be a fifth-order waste, how could he dodge? Coincidence, it must be a coincidence!" Zhao Huizhao was shocked and ashamed, and categorically refused to accept this fact, and immediately made another proud move.

Three dozen in a row of fire!

The palms staggered rapidly, forming a wave-like phantom in the air, and the Xuan Qi struck by the previous palm suddenly nearly doubled under the help of the latter palm, and in the blink of an eye, it was compressed into beads at high speed, and slammed into the chest of Zeng Yihao, who had taken two steps back in front of him.

"Even if you can carry my first palm, you will definitely not be able to take my second palm, which combines the power of two fists!" Zhao Huizhao stared at Zeng Yihao's heart viciously, wishing that these three consecutive dozen would directly scorch Zeng Yihao's heart to vent his sullen anger for the past few days.

"A loose cultivator and poor ghost who doesn't know where he came from, and he also wants to compare with Young Master Ben?" Thinking that the delicate sister Yun actually took the initiative to come to Zeng's house as a guest, Zhao Huizhao felt a raging jealousy burning in his heart.

"Tsk, the sixth order is worthy of a watershed, amazing!" Zeng Yihao, who quickly dodged, was secretly shocked by Zhao Huizhao's strength.

The number one young genius in Kuaixian City is by no means exaggerated! This speed and power are not at the same level as the previous ones, if it weren't for Zeng Yihao, who has quickly adapted to the speed, strength, and changes of the fifth-order Xuantu puppet in Tongbaofang in the past few days, he is afraid that he has fallen now.

The skill of that fifth-order Xuantu puppet should be the pinnacle of the fifth-order Xuantu in the entire continent.

is also like this, Zeng Yihao is secretly grateful to Bai Zhichuan who blocked Zhao Huizhao's palm that day. If it weren't for this person, he who was only a third-order mystic disciple at that time would have been seriously injured under Zhao Huizhao's angry fist, and he might have been robbed of all the gains under the "hundred zhang death" by Zhao Huizhao.

"Unfortunately, I'm not what I used to be!"

Under the flexible and changeable sparring of the fifth-order Xuantu puppet, Zeng Yihao is now full of confidence in his skills.

Moreover, even if Zhao Huizhao can fight again, for the dignity of the Zeng family, Zeng Yihao has to ask Zhao Huizhao for an explanation today!

"Xuanshi may not be able to hurt me, you are just a sixth-order Xuanzhi, and you can't hurt me!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The solid three fists were scorching, and suddenly scorched Zeng Yihao's chest, so that the onlookers couldn't bear to close their eyes, not wanting to see Zeng Yihao's scorched chest.

Zhao Huizhao also laughed proudly: "Hmph, dare to fight with me......?"

As soon as the word "force" came out, it stopped abruptly, and Zhao Huizhao was stunned to look at Zeng Yihao, who was calm and stable who should have screamed and fell, but at this moment, his body was only shaking slightly, and he did not retreat a single step, and he was shocked inexplicably: "He ...... Why is he still standing here?"

Not only did he stand firmly in place and not retreat a step, but he didn't even have a single injury, but his clothes were pierced by his own burning palm, revealing the white skin inside, revealing a bit of a sense of surname.

"What kind of fire and three fights, it's just that! Zhao Huizhao, could it be that you haven't eaten today, why don't you have any energy at all? You can't even compare to the girls!" Zeng Yihao was very satisfied to see Zhao Huizhao's stunned expression, and deliberately said with disdain.

Zhao Huizhao's palm power is indeed strong, at least stronger than Wang Zhi, a young man who is also a sixth-order mystic, and it is even more scorching, but Zeng Yihao's control of his body has reached a point where he is quite comfortable, just slightly controlling the muscles in his chest with his mind, and removing the destructive power from the faint time gap before Zhao Huizhao's palm power hits the ground but has an effect, not only will it not hurt, but it will also make Zhao Huizhao have the illusion of hitting but useless.

"You...... Damn!" Zhao Huizhao's handsome face was suddenly distorted with anger, and he roared angrily, lifting all the Xuan Qi in his body into his palms, and in the blink of an eye, it had grown several times, and a faint pink flame in the center was burning, and he slapped at Zeng Yihao angrily: "The flames burst into the air!"

The pink flame that had not yet taken shape suddenly rose into a dazzling little sun, with a cracking sound, like a huge meteorite burning outside the sky, and before Zeng Yihao could react, it had already hit him like lightning, and Zeng Yihao's whole person was completely engulfed in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!" Zeng Yihao, who had turned into a burning man, flew out upside down in response, slammed into the side wall of Zeng's house, and then fell heavily to the ground.