Qin Feng's gaze also became playful.

No wonder Liu Yanghe has such confidence, it turns out that this is his reliance. ”

Hong Tianxiong, Zhang Xu and other bigwigs each glanced at each other, and they all saw the heaviness and horror in each other's eyes.

From now on.

Eighteen cities in the northeast region of Jiangnan Province are probably going to be reshuffled!

The person who came was naturally Lin Hu.

He looked at Huang Deming expressionlessly, and said contemptuously:

"Thunderbolt Palm, it is indeed a strong martial art, but your strength is not enough, if you don't want to die, get out of here. ”

However, Huang Deming did not move.

Lin Hu frowned:

"You don't understand me? you're not worthy of being my opponent, Thunderclap is a joke to me. ”

"Arrogance!"

Huang Deming was furious.

Under Lin Hu's authority, he already had the intention of retreating, but Lin Hu said that the thunderbolt palm was a joke, which was tantamount to insulting his family heirloom, how could he not be angry.

Thunderbolt!

With a slap of the palm, everyone only felt a thunderous roar in their ears, like an angry wind, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

Bang boom!

The wind roared and exploded, and the domineering palm was like thunder and lightning cutting through the wind and clouds, and the terrifying wind power made the people nearby feel stunned for a moment.

The power of this punch has become the pinnacle of his life, and it has surpassed his own limits.

"That's a bit of a look!"

Lin Hu was laughing, but it was a real sneer.

I saw that the internal strength of the martial arts soared out of thin air, and the fury was amazing, like the roar of mountains and stones, producing a strong ripple of internal strength, which collided with Huang Deming's palms.

Huang Deming suddenly felt as if he had been hit by an invisible iron wall, and countless qi qi poured into his internal organs.

Bang!

The body was shocked, like a kite falling from the line, flying dozens of meters away.

By the time he fell to the ground, he was already dead of rage.

For a while, there was a dead silence in the audience.

Everyone held their breath and stared blankly at the scene.

Especially the old man surnamed Shi, who thinks highly of himself, is silent.

Huang Deming defeated the older generation of strong Qianfeng, and his strength is obvious to all.

But in the blink of an eye, he died.

"Grandpa Shi, it seems that this person can only be shot by you!"

Although Shi Bingbing was surprised by Lin Hu's strength, she was not panicked.

In her opinion, as long as her grandfather makes a move, defeating Lin Hu is just a matter of being caught.

But the old man surnamed Shi had a solemn face to the extreme, and there was bitterness in his mouth.

"Bingbing, this is a half-step Martial Saint, and he is only half a step away from the Supreme Martial Saint Realm, and the gap between me and him is too big!"

I thought it was a trivial matter to come to the land of the eighteen cities in the northeast of Jiangnan Province to get the first place, but who knew that such a super master would be killed halfway.

He was only the pinnacle of a high-level martial sect, how could he be this person's opponent?

With Lin Hu's strength, even in his Lingnan Shi family, I am afraid it is enough to rank in the top three.

Except for the Martial Saint who stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, who else could defeat him?

But which of the martial saints is not a figure who sees the head and the end of the dragon, there is only one martial saint in Jiangnan Province, but where will people pay attention to this little martial arts?

"Half-step Martial Saint!"

Shi Bingbing swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

As soon as he entered the martial saint, he was extraordinary, and he was already an extraordinary person.

And the sturdy middle-aged man on the stage was only half a step away from the Martial Saint.

Don't look at it as just a half-step Martial Saint, but it is far from being comparable to a high-level peak Martial Sect.

"Haha!"

"Anyone else who disagrees with Lin Ye can come up!"

The scene erupted in laughter.

It was Liu Yanghe, at this moment, he couldn't hide the smugness on his face, and looked at all the bigwigs in the VIP seat with a smile.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads, not daring to look at them, and even less daring to look directly at Lin Hu's edge.

As soon as this person comes out, who in the eighteen cities dares to compete with him?

Lin Hu's gaze swept around the audience, and finally landed on the old man surnamed Shi, making his body stiff.

"The high-level peak martial arts sect is also a good master, why don't you come up and try it?"

The only thing in the audience that makes him look at it now is the old man surnamed Shi.

The old man surnamed Shi was in a dilemma.

On stage, he is categorically not an opponent, and he may end up like Huang Deming.

But if you have stage fright, you will be ridiculed and insulted the prestige of the Shi family.

Just when he didn't know how to choose, Lin Hu said again:

"I see the breath on your body, a little bit of the shadow of the Shi family's exercises, I don't know what the relationship between Shi Xiutian and you is?"

The old man surnamed Shi looked pale, and said with some horror:

"Do you know my Shi family master?"

"Hehe, ten years ago, the three provinces of Jiangnan, Tiannan and Lingnan fought in martial arts, Shi Xiutian was the first martial saint to be defeated in the hands of my master, how can I not know?"

Lin Hu stood tall with his head held high, and when he mentioned his master, he looked arrogant, as if facing a god.

"How is that possible?"

The old man surnamed Shi's face changed drastically.

The Shi family is a martial arts family that has been inherited for a hundred years.

The last generation of the Shi family's old family head is a genuine human martial saint.

In this life, he was only defeated by one person, and it was precisely because of that person that he was seriously injured and cultivated to a fallen martial saint.

This is a big hatred in his life.

"Who is your master?"

He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Lin Hu's eyes bloomed, and he proudly spit out five words:

"The Three Realms of Earthquake are extraordinary!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

The old man surnamed Shi opened his eyes even more, and he almost couldn't slow down in one breath.

The name of Bi Bufan in the Three Realms of Zhen is too big in the three provinces south of the Yangtze River.