Kwon Hwa-young's experience is not a boast.

Rao is barren sand armor looks terrifying, but he still hasn't lost his fighting spirit.

Only this time, the grinding disc palm was charging longer than usual.

Seeing this, Hong Fan slightly lowered the hardness of the sand shield to form a "soft on the outside and rigid on the inside" with the armor.

This is the "buffer energy absorption" architecture that was widely used in the automotive industry in the past life.

Quan Huarong took a long breath, blasted out with a palm, and hit the tower shield.

He has nowhere else to fight......

The high-frequency vibration of the Futu True Qi blasted the barren sand at the palm of the hand, and the shield surface was even more rippling like water waves.

This is a manifestation of the dissipation of energy.

In an instant, a ten-centimeter-thick sand shield was pierced.

Quan Huarong's face was happy, and he used his strength to penetrate his finger palm into the breastplate.

But after only half a foot of pressing, the punch was exhausted.

The sand-cast armor slowly regained its shape.

At this time, a creepy feeling suddenly rose in Kwon Huarong's heart - around his right arm, cold sand grains were wriggling and locking.

It's like a beast moving its mouthparts, ready to chew.

He jerked his hand out, but he didn't pull it out at once.

"Martial arts are not good, killing is good."

Hong Fan commented.

"Okay, now it's my turn......"

"No!"

Kwon Huarong hurriedly interrupted.

"I haven't withdrawn my hand yet, so I can't defend it."

"Then you take it back."

Hong Fan said with a smile.

Quan Huarong had to exert his strength again, but unfortunately his posture was awkward and had no effect.

At this moment, the rule that you can't move your feet has become a restriction for him.

"What's wrong? Will you take it back, or will you not take it back? ”

Hong Fan said with concern.

Hong Lie hugged his arms and couldn't help laughing, and Zheng Furui and Chi Yiyue laughed even more.

Quan Huarong exerted his strength again, his face was flushed, and his back was soaked with sweat.

"I can't get my ...... back"

He said in a very low voice.

"You can't attack, you can't retreat; Does this count as a loss? ”

Hong Fan lowered his head and asked.

"The offense and defense of the immovable fight are all according to the round, and it was my offensive round just now, of course it doesn't count!"

Kwon Hwa Young was in a hurry.

"Okay, if you say you don't count, you don't count."

Hong Fan didn't talk nonsense, dispersed the shackles of barren sand, and let the opponent pull out his arm.

Then he spoke quietly.

"But as soon as I attack, I'm afraid that in the next few days, Brother Quan will have to be like Brother Ling, find someone to serve him to eat and drink......"

The sand shield dissipated with the voice.

Hong Fan's five fingers on his right hand were clenched, and the sand flow on the ground was like a giant whale sucking water.

From the palm of his hand, a huge hammer appeared inch by inch, and its hammer head was round, with a diameter of about fifty centimeters.

Even according to the density of ordinary sand, the hammer weighs at least 200 kilograms.

Using such a heavy weapon, not only must Hong Fan's physical strength be exhausted, but also must be assisted by the over-distance control of the sand world.

How terrifying the power of this blow is, even if it is the two little girls present who are not very skilled in martial arts, it can be imagined.

Kwon Hwa-young's face was already dark.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his lips were pale.

"Huarong, or ......"

Quan Yanghui on the side trembled to persuade.

"Shut up!"

Quan Huarong scolded in a deep voice.

At this moment, it is the ancestral soul of the Yuquan City Quan clan and the glory of the family that support him.

"Just come!"

He folded his arms and hissed.

Before the words landed, they were torn apart by the mighty storm.

Under the attack of the huge golden melon, Quan Huarong is like a car mantis.

Both arms were shaken apart and bones were broken......

Fu Tu Jin didn't have time to deal with the overflowing kinetic energy, so he simply broke the gong.

Quan Huarong's whole person flew out seven or eight meters horizontally, rolled to the ground, and folded his arms at a weird angle.

The land is full of blood.

Even so, this is the result of Hong Fan's release of water.

Listening to the sea pavilion up and down for a while, no one dared to speak.

"Why don't you go and treat his wounds?"

Hong Fan dispersed his armor and shouted.

Quan Yanghui and Lu Xingchao were like being amnestied, and hurriedly stepped forward to help their partners up.

This hammer fell to the ground, and Quan Huarong, who was defeated, felt more comfortable on his face.

"Today, I have the advice of Gongzi Hong, I dare not or forget."

He gritted his teeth and barely stood up, obviously in severe pain, but he pretended to be fine.

"We lost this fight, and the three of us will leave Jinhai City tomorrow."

After the exposed wound on his arm was tied tightly by the clan brother to stop the bleeding, the man saluted Hong Fan again.

"I don't dare to talk about advice."

Hong Fan replied lightly.

"You're not lightly injured, but you don't have to rush to travel, and it doesn't hurt to rest for a few more days."

"And I also have a sentence that I want to pass on to the three families."

He looked around at the three of them and said slowly.

"The golden sea is deep and the waves are big, and all the snake people have to drown when they come."

"Whatever your clan wants, please think twice."

As soon as these words came out, there were loud cheers and fierce applause from all floors and halls on the sea pavilion.

And Quan Huarong and the three of them couldn't speak, helped each other into the building, and paid the bill floor by floor.

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Half an hour later.

The luncheon has long since ended.

Listening to the news that Haige was not moving, it spread to the whole city of Gimhae under the spread of many spectators.

Hong Fan did not go home, but followed Zheng Furui to the traffic hall.

This time, he didn't need a waitress to receive him, and went directly to the back hall with Miss Zheng.

It is the place where Fang Zhiwu's blood is splashed on the screen.

Of course, the screen has been replaced.

"This is the Tianxin Pill that has been determined, and the three pieces are a total of one hundred and fifty taels."

Seeing Hong Fan sit down, Zheng Furui didn't ask for any tea and snacks, and went straight to a wooden box and put it on the table.

She only put on some light makeup today, clicked her upper lip, and wore a set of aqua blue dresses.

His long jet-black hair is draped like a waterfall, tied up with a brocade belt, and the fragrance is left everywhere.

Hong Fan opened the wooden box, took the pills one by one and tested them, and then took out three fifty taels of silver tickets.

With his understanding of Miss Zheng, not only will the latter not kill him in this business, but he may even give the cost price directly.

"The effect of Tianxin pills is very strong, each one can be divided into three parts, and water to take."

Zheng Furui didn't touch the silver ticket, and inadvertently instructed.

"The lotus root went to ask the big shopkeeper in the hall, and said that although the Tianxin Pill can greatly improve the efficiency of cultivation in the Penetration Realm, it will hurt the meridians and leave dark wounds, and it is best not to use the three pills together."

The lotus root, who was guarding the door, pouted.

"I know, thanks Miss Furao."

Hong Fan sincerely thanked.

Since knowing each other for a long time, this is the first time Zheng Furui has talked with him alone.

And Hong Fan is too outstanding.

The face is like a Zhilan jade tree, and the temperament is like a mountain and a deep one.

At such a close distance, when he stared at it, the girl suddenly saw the moon, but her cheeks were red and she was a little confused.

"You spent money to buy it, Miss Ben earned your money, thank me for what ......"

During Zheng Furui's period, Ai Ai threw down a sentence, but didn't even say goodbye, just turned around and fled.

Hong Fan shook his head and smiled, put away the wooden box, got up and walked to the front hall.

At the door, Wei Ying, the leader of the traffic hall guards, saw him come out and led his subordinates to bow respectfully.

When Fang Zhiwu's incident happened, Zheng Zhun was furious, and he was going to open him.

Later, it was Hong Fan who privately asked Hong Wu to intercede and let this person stay.

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