The air in the palace suddenly became tense.

Li Xiaofei glanced at the heavily armed Haisha Gang masters around him, and smiled faintly, like looking at the grass and trees.

"Scared?"

He tilted his head, looked at the powerful man in front of him, and said, "Bring so many people, hehe, do you dare to fight one-on-one?"

"What are you?"

Qin Xiaotian smiled faintly, "What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"

"Scared?"

Li Xiaofei laughed.

Qin Xiaotian also smiled.

"Young man, I have come from your age, I know what you are thinking, the method of agitation does not work for me, in this world, only the wise will always survive, it is meaningless to fight bravely, the winner will always be the last person standing, not the one who wins the mouthpiece."

He was sarcastic.

This statement has been agreed by almost all pleasure-seeking drinkers.

Slums have always been the survival of the fittest, and the struggle between gangs is the most vivid expression of the law of the jungle.

A big man like Qin Xiaotian may indeed stand out step by step from being brave and ruthless at the beginning, but now, with the power in his hands, there is no need for him to fight with a young junior again.

Those who are in high positions can kill people with momentum.

You don't have to do it yourself.

"Nearly 10 million people in the slums are like ants and mad dogs who survive and grab food every day, and every day there are hundreds of pretentious young people like you, with a little talent in martial arts, who want to become famous in a fight, but there is no one in ten who really succeeds...... Boy, resign yourself to your fate."

Qin Xiaotian said, waving his hand decisively: "Kill him."

The surrounding masters of the Sea Sand Gang suddenly rushed to the young man standing on the throne like a tide.

But the boy just smiled and looked at the dancing girl beside him, and said, "Look, I said that he is really a fool. Forced."

The voice did not fall.

The boy's body moved suddenly.

Shout!

Like a sharp sword, it slashed an air explosion in the air.

Qin Xiaotian only felt a flower in front of him.

A rapidly enlarged fist is reflected in the eyeball.

He was horrified.

It's too late to draw a knife.

It's too late to retreat and dodge.

In a hurry, you can only raise your hand, hard connect, and block.

Roar!

A dragon's groan rang out in the hall.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

It's like a hurricane's version radiating outward.

There was a roar of gas explosion produced when a tough confrontation was fired.

Whether it is a pleasure-seeking drinker or a master of the Haisha Gang, they all feel that the energetic shop is like a divine mountain collapsing, and they can't help but retreat with a pale face.

But in the moment of lightning, the battle was over.

Li Xiaofei's figure flashed ghostly and returned to the throne.

And Qin Xiaotian was still standing in place.

His face was calm and expressionless.

Li Xiaofei sat down slowly, took a sip of water, and said, "Look, you brought so many people back, has the result changed? No, at the end of the day, you're going to die."

Just when everyone was surprised—

"Poof."

The deputy leader of the Seasand Gang opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood with fragments of internal organs, and roared, "Descend...... Dragon...... Ten...... Eight palms?!"

Qin Xiaotian was extremely shocked.

Since the Tongtian live broadcast room began to teach ancient martial arts, many ancient martial arts legends, including [Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending], have immediately spread throughout the country.

Especially in places like the slums.

There is no money and no way to do Xinwu surgery, and the young people from poor backgrounds do not hesitate to be among them and become disciples of Tongtian.

Cheap herbal decoction, free Guwu Zhenchuan!

In the slums of Haijing City, how many people are because of the live broadcast of Tongtian

Occasionally, you really step into the road of ancient martial arts and become a well-known martial arts master?

Numerous.

Even those masters who have been famous for a long time have also cultivated many true biographies in the live broadcast room.

It is not surprising that this mysterious boy has mastered the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

Because not long ago, the Tongtian live broadcast room had made the secret of this [mythical] martial arts true legend public, and taught it online for free.

However, cultivating the [Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending] to such a terrifying level, in just a few moves, it was very rare for someone to blast through the defenses of Qin Xiaotian, a powerhouse of the Golden Body Realm.

When everyone saw this scene, they were also shocked.

Deputy Gang Leader Qin was injured?

But something even more shocking was yet to come.

"You...... Finally...... Who is it?"

Qin Xiaotian roared again.

Then the tall and thin figure collapsed with a bang, blood spreading from under the body, and the vitality quickly collapsed.

He's dead!

Qin Xiaotian, the deputy leader of the Haisha Gang!

A powerhouse in the realm of golden bodies!

Unexpectedly, surrounded by hundreds of Haisha Gang masters, and witnessed by hundreds of other drinkers, he was bombarded to death by an unknown teenager with his strong palm!

Suddenly, the entire palace was as silent as death.

People's eyes irrepressibly shifted from the dead Qin Xiaotian to Li Xiaofei's body.

Needle drops can be heard.

At this time, this young man, who was considered crazy to death, exuded a terrifying coercion from top to bottom, which was suffocating.

The boy looked down at the flower-grubbed dancing girl again.

"Who won?"

He asked.

Even if she has been rolling in the red dust for several years, and is accustomed to seeing the rise and fall of high-rise buildings, the ups and downs of the strong, and the glory and disgrace of the strong, her smile can't help but be a little stiff at this time.

"You won."

A reluctant answer came out of her plump and ruddy lips.

Li Xiaofei laughed again as if no one was around.

Laughter was like thunder, and it swept through the palace in a frenzy.

"Kill him."

A master of the Five Spirit Realm Sea Sand Gang suddenly shouted.

Among the gangs in the slums, there is never a shortage of brave and brave people, and Qin Xiaotian, as the deputy gang leader, also has many die-hard believers.

After a huge shock, several strong men of the Haisha Gang rushed towards Li Xiaofei.

Woohoo.

The sword qi is born and destroyed.

Li Xiaofei just pointed out a few fingers.

The six-vein divine sword, the sword qi is like a god.

All the strong men of the Haisha Gang who swept up from the sky fell to the ground with blood splashed on the ground, and were killed by the empty spot, losing their vitality.

Spikes.

This is a complete crushing of strength.

Even if he was equipped with the most advanced battle suit and possessed a powerful power weapon, it was still difficult to invade within ten meters of Li Xiaofei's body.

The remaining masters of the Sea Sand Gang seem to have been immobilized.

Stand still and dare not move again.

Li Xiaofei laughed, reached out and hugged Nanhua's slender and soft waist, hugged this beautiful and amazing stunner by his side, and sniffed its fragrance.

"Let's go, it's time for you to make good on your promise."

He withdrew the inscription on the table, then hugged Nanhua intimately and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Everywhere they passed, the crowd avoided it.

As God presence.

It wasn't until the man and woman disappeared into the night outside the door that the air in the palace seemed to flow suddenly.

The master of the Sea Sand Gang, who was like being immobilized, immediately took action and blocked the entire palace as soon as possible, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

The news quickly spread to the headquarters of the Sea Sand Gang.

Everyone realizes that a big storm is going to sweep across the entire East Side – no, maybe the entire ghetto.

The deputy leader of the First Gang is dead.

A chain of events

The reaction was like a meteorite falling from the sky smashing into the already unquiet lake, which immediately set off a stormy wave.

Ferment.

Disseminate.

Public opinion exploded.

Countless big names were alarmed.

And at this time, in a relatively sophisticated apartment in the slum.

Li Xiaofei sat in front of the mirror, looked at the room and seemed to have accepted his fate, slowly untied his group of dancing girls, and coughed lightly.

When the latter looked at him with puzzled eyes.

He smiled.

"Sacrifice your life to go to the country, and see death as if you were going home."

One word, ten words.

Nanhua's delicate body trembled.

The originally weak and helpless expression suddenly became sharp and sharp, and a pair of beautiful eyes, as bright as knives, stared at Li Xiaofei deadly.