"You! You...you killed the third elder?!"

Liu Yunyan walked out tremblingly, pointed at Su Bei who was sitting quietly and drinking tea and screamed.

The Liu family members also showed resentment on their faces, but they were afraid of the power of Su Bei and did not dare to act rashly.

There were even two timid people who moved slightly backwards.

Su Bei glanced at them, picked up the tea from the stone table, and sent it to his lips to purse it.

Xin Yi, who was watching the battle from afar, withdrew his gaze, looked at Su Bei hesitantly, and sighed softly.

As the head of the Jiwu Bureau of Nanling City, he was always in the danger of invasion from the Fierce Plough Realm. The Liu family can be said to be a local clan in Nanling. He has the power to live, and a B-level powerful man died like this. It is a pity.

However, he did not say these words.

Liu Wuyi provoked Mr. Su because he was his own fault and could not blame others.

Su Bei seemed not to see what he was thinking and asked calmly: "Director Xin, but I'm tired of standing? Should I sit here and rest for a while?"

Xin Yi shook his head slightly, bowed his hand, and respectfully refused: "Mr. Su, Xin has a low cultivation level and is not qualified to sit with you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked again.

Who is Xin Yi, the person in charge of the Nanling Jiwu Bureau, a high-level B-level Jiwu warrior, actually claimed that he had a low cultivation level and was not qualified in front of this inconspicuous young man with masks?

So, how strong should this mysterious man sitting quietly and drinking tea!

No wonder he could easily kill Liu Wuyi, the third elder of the Liu family.

A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Cha family.

However, the members of the Liu family dared not speak out, and quietly buried this fear and hatred in their hearts.

Jiang Qiong blinked her beautiful eyes and realized that Xin Yi was still a little dissatisfied in her heart.

After all, Su Bei killed a B-level powerful man under his jurisdiction on the territory of Nanling City.

She shrugged, sat carelessly on the side of the stone table, and smiled and said, "Since Xin Yi doesn't sit, I'll sit down and rest. By the way, Mr. Su, can you give me a cup of tea?"

Su Bei looked at the intelligent and beautiful field director of the Kiwu Bureau and smiled.

He understood that Jiang Qiong was trying to ease the current atmosphere.

Su Bei nodded, reached out to turn out a new teacup, held the teapot, slowly poured it on, and said, "Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Qiong put the laser gun on the stone table, took the teacup, and then stuffed it into pieces.

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw it. It was not just drinking tea, it was clearly a waste.

Li Man, who was quietly shooting the video, stood on the viewing platform in the distance, and looked at Su Bei in fear in front of the stone table, and was still scared.

"Look at me! Grandmaster Hui has fallen!"

At this time, a clan member of the Cha family suddenly shouted.

Everyone immediately looked up and saw Cha Yuhui, dressed in black, slowly falling from the clouds.

But what about Grandmaster Liu?

Just when they were surprised, a huge black palm instantly swept away the white clouds, covering the sky above their heads.

"This is... the ancestor's compassionate palm!"

Several tribe members of the Liu family shouted overjoyed.

At the same time, they secretly looked at Su Bei who was sitting quietly drinking tea, thinking that when the ancestor returned to victory, it would be your death!

Su Bei seemed to have not realized it, and focused on looking at the huge dark palm in the sky.

The compassionate palm of this ancestor of the Liu family is interesting, as if he uses his own basic martial energy to leverage the pressure and momentum of the entire world, thereby achieving an attack that is far beyond his own ability.

Therefore, Cha Yuhui's Ming Wang Dharma image could not resist his attack.

Manpower is finally exhausted, but only the world is vast and endless.

"Cha Yuhui, you don't need to produce genetic talents anymore. This battle should be over!"

Behind the painted black giant palm, Liu Sanbian's cold shout came.

Everyone then realized that these two peak masters and powerful men have been competing for martial arts and have not yet used their true genetic talents!

"No, he... used it!"

Su Bei's eyes shrank, and the bright light stared at the dark palm shadow.

I saw an old man in purple robe swaying gently, landing on the wrist of the giant palm, stretching his hand down and pulling it hard.

In an instant, the world trembled, and everyone's feet were immediately unstable, shaking with the entire Zichen Mountain.

The huge black palm suddenly expanded a hundred times, firmly occupying the entire sky, and then quickly condensed into a hundred meters long palm, like a solid, pressed down hard.

The power of this attack was instantly a hundred times stronger than before, and when I was just now!

"Is this Liu Sanbian's genetic talent?"

Su Bei stared at me and thought, slightly frightened. This is a kind of ability similar to a one- or two-way effort, or leverage in physics.

The ability of A-level masters is already earth-shaking, and they often move mountains and fill the seas.

It is really hard to imagine how such a power would look like after increasing the amplitude of a hundred times.

Now, there is no need to imagine! Because of such a power... is right in front of you!

And under the palm shadow was a tiny, Cha Yuhui!

Su Bei couldn't help but look at him, and was slightly curious about how this legendary figure, a peerless genius who was promoted to A-level as soon as he woke up, would deal with it?

He is not the only one who is equally curious.

One by one, the people watching the battle on Tianjue Peak, tried hard to control their shaking figures, and looked up at the two masters in the air.

Cha Yuhui looked calm and calm in front of the big black palm facing down, his hands were in an up and down position and closed his chest.

"I have a pearl, and I have been locked up by dust for a long time."

His eyes slowly closed, as if he was looking for his inner self, then slowly opened, exhaled and said, "Today, the dust is gone, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers."

The tone of this sentence is plain and low, as if it is talking about ordinary things.

However, when it fell into the ears of everyone, it seemed like thunder on the ground resounding in the mind and heart.

Su Bei suddenly held the teacup tightly and stared at Cha Yuhui who slowly opened his eyes.

Others don’t know what his words mean, but how could Su Bei not understand?

The pearl mentioned in this sentence is Cha Yuhui himself!

He was originally a peerless genius of the Cha family, and even in the entire Xiamen Kingdom, it was difficult to find someone who could surpass him.

However, such a martial arts genius encountered the transformation of genetic awakening nineteen years ago. Because he firmly believed in the path of martial arts, he gave up all possibilities and came to a remote small county town, living away from the world, and lived for nineteen years.

Such a pearl has been locked up by dust for a long time.

It was not until this moment that when he closed his turbid eyes, opened them again, and looked at the new world with his clear eyes, a peak powerful man named Cha Yuhui really appeared.

This is...the dust is born.

A quiet smile appeared on his face, and his hands slowly separated.
Chapter completed!