Caught off guard, the obese woman was directly pierced through the chest by a pair of red iron palms.
There was an expression of disbelief on her face, and she stared blankly at her chest.
I don't understand at all why I got tricked.
The red-haired short man raised his eyebrows, with a look of uncertainty in his eyes, and slowly took out his hand.
Then he turned to look at Xia Tian: "Boy, where did you learn this form-changing movement technique? Is it possible that you have something to do with Shenxing Sect?"
"I've never heard of the Divine Walking Sect and the Ghost Walking Sect."
Xia Tian lazily yawned, "Anyway, you old idiot is going to die soon."
The red-haired short man grinned, his eyes full of cruelty, and he threw the obese woman to the ground like a piece of garbage, and said to Xia Tian: "Boy, you don't think that you can just do a little trick of changing your body."
Did you escape with your life?"
President Hua glanced at the red-haired short man slightly unhappily: "Hey, you killed my people for no reason, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"
"Just kill this piece of trash. What explanation do you want?"
The red-haired short man stared at President Hua coldly, "I killed many people back then, but no one has ever dared to ask me for an explanation."
President Hua said coldly: "I know who you are, but if you dare to touch a hair on my head, believe it or not, you will soon be beaten to death by Elder Xue."
"Well, do you still have friendship with Mr. Xue?"
The red-haired short man's eyes showed a trace of doubt, so he turned to look at Dai Qianqiu: "Hey, is he telling the truth?"
Dai Qianqiu was actually not sure, but he would rather believe it or not, so he said: "Don't worry about him, kill Xia Tian and that woman first, then we can go back and explain to the great elder."
"Fine."
The red-haired short man was a little unhappy. According to his temperament when he was young, he should have killed everyone present.
Now that he is old and has received the "favor" from the previous leader of the Snow Mountain Sect, he has to obey the orders of the Snow Mountain Sect.
"In that case, you loser, take your people and get out immediately. Don't delay me from doing my work."
The red-haired short man shouted at President Hua with contempt.
This was the first time that President Hua was treated so roughly. Anger surged in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
After all, if this person really killed Xia Tian, it would be of great benefit to him.
The masked man was still angry, but he still retreated to the side of the room under the signal from President Hua's eyes.
As for Su Mengli, I don’t know when she disappeared.
"I have been practicing hard in the snow-capped mountains for decades in seclusion. The Red Blood Pressure Mountain Palm that I created back then has now become a great success."
The red dwarf man slowly approached Xia Tian, about ten steps away, and said with an arrogant expression: "Wearing gold and cracking rocks is just a casual matter, as long as I use my palm skills, even if you are hiding behind the mountain in the distance,
, I can still crush your head with one palm."
Xia Tian said slightly impatiently: "It doesn't matter what you do. If you want to beat me, beat me quickly. If you don't beat me, I will die. Don't talk nonsense."
"snort!"
The red-haired short man showed an unhappy look on his face, and suddenly activated his palms and smacked them into the void.
"Crack!"
A series of explosions sounded in the air, and the palm energy was like a bolt of lightning, leaping ten steps away and hitting Xia Tian.
Xia Tian just dodged and took Ning Ruirui to avoid the blow.
"Bang!"
It's just that the ground where Xia Tian was standing just now was suddenly blasted out with a long tunnel, which shows how powerful this palm is.
"Humph, let's see how many times you can hide!"
It was not like the red-haired short man didn't know how to move, he immediately chased Xia Tian and Ning Ruirui, his palms were like shadows, and he struck continuously.
His palms hit faster and faster, and they became redder and redder, as if two iron plates had been burned, and when the heat hit out, they made a deafening explosion.
I was in a villa, but I was beaten to a pulp by this red-haired short man in just a few seconds.
"Acting Hall Master, are you sure this person can kill Xia Tian?"
President Hua looked at this scene from the side and couldn't help but frowned. It wasn't that he felt sorry for the villa, but he was just a little suspicious in his heart.
Dai Qianqiu said calmly: "Lao Hou is the highest-ranking guest minister in the worship hall, and can be compared with the great elder.
Xia Tian is just a clown with some skills, killing him is simply a piece of cake.
It’s just that Mr. Hou is now more interested in playing and doesn’t want to lose his toys too early.”
"It's best that way."
For some reason, President Hua felt vaguely uneasy, but he ordered the masked man: "If something goes wrong later, we will all go together and kill Xia Tian.
If we let him escape, there will be endless troubles."
Dai Qianqiu knew that these words were actually directed at him, but he was quite disdainful in his heart. The matter was so important that he could not really put all his hopes on Hou Guping, so he called a few white-robed disciples and spoke softly.
A few orders are a way to check for deficiencies, just in case.
However, after arriving at the villa, Dai Qianqiu had already prepared a triple trap. No matter whether Xia Tian wanted to escape from the world or underground, it was absolutely impossible to escape.
On the other side, the red-haired short man became more and more excited, the blood in his palms became thicker, and the power of the explosion naturally became stronger.
Opposite him, there was already thick smoke billowing, and no one could be seen.
Even if there are people, they will probably die.
The villa was also bombed into bottomless pits.
"Hahaha, keep hiding, keep avoiding!"
It's been a long time since the red-haired dwarf had this kind of time to indulge himself.
More than sixty years ago, after he was rescued by the leader sent by Xueshan, he said he was invited to the mountain to be a guest minister, but in fact he was imprisoned and became a substitute trainer.
Over the years, he has gradually been transformed from a murderous demon into a crazed lunatic.
After finally going down the mountain, I naturally had to vent my anger.
Dai Qianqiu didn't stop him. Anyway, he only wanted Xia Tian's life. He didn't care about other things at all.
Let alone a villa, even if this red-haired madman flattened all the snow-capped mountains except the Daxue Peak, he would not care.
"Hey, Hou Guping, have you vented enough?"
President Hua couldn't help it anymore, "What happened in the end?
If there is no one on the other side, you are just blasting into the void."
"You know nothing!"
The red-haired short man continued to strike with his hands, "As soon as I strike out with these divine palms, there will be an invisible barrier that no one can break.
As long as my palm power continues, they will be as if they are being suppressed by mountains, unable to move at all, allowing me to kill them!"
"I think you'd better not get too happy too soon. It's better to check it out."
President Hua was not very happy because he remembered what happened to Bai Qianxiao before and thought that Xia Tian must have been killed by the bomb, but in the end, he was tricked by Xia Tian.
The red-haired short man was furious, and his hair stood up like spikes: "You are doubting my strength, then you will give me a slap in the face!"
Saying that, without waiting for President Hua to defend himself, he clapped his hands.
"What are you...huh?"
As soon as President Hua opened his mouth, he suddenly felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his chest, instantly holding back his breath. The bones in his body cracked, as if he would be crushed at any time.
"puff!"
After President Hua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, he immediately dodged to avoid it.
Then, a huge crater was suddenly blasted out of the ground where he had just been standing.
"It's so scary?"
President Hua couldn't help but feel frightened, and he no longer dared to underestimate this red-haired short man.
As expected, the red-haired short man showed a proud look on his face, and he laughed loudly and said: "I have perfected my palm skills now, but my true energy is only 50% of what it was before.
If you were young, you would have been shattered to pieces by now."
President Hua said nonchalantly: "You are indeed an expert. I am the one who offended you. Please forgive me."
"Huh, kid, you should feel lucky."
The red-haired short man stopped his palm movement, but his blood energy had not dissipated, "I am in a good mood now, and I am too lazy to argue with you."
Dai Qianqiu said with a smile: "Mr. Hou is naturally a master among masters, otherwise how could our Snow Mountain Sect use massive resources to support him?"
The red-haired short man was a little unhappy when he heard this, but he didn't show it directly.
The masked man felt a little unreal and murmured: "Could Xia Tian just die like this?"
"Boy, do you also want to try the power of my red blood palm?"
The red-haired short man looked at him coldly, and the masked man was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "That's not what I meant."
"This summer, it's nothing more than learning some medical skills, some Kung Fu, and some body skills."
The red-haired short man snorted softly, and then pretended to be: "What's so great about it? In front of my divine palm, you are nothing more than a chicken or a dog."
"Don't mention him, even if his master Wan Guiren were here, he would be killed with just one palm."
"In Xuecheng, only the former leader and the current Great Elder Xue Laomo can make me respect him. The others are all trying to sell out."
As he said that, he looked at Dai Qianqiu with disdain: "You are also the direct disciple of the previous leader, how can you be so weak as a dog?
You still have to use me to deal with this kind of trash... What kind of look are you looking at!"
The red-haired short man was just pretending to be cool, but he found that there was something wrong with the way other people looked at him.
Since he was not amazed by his unparalleled magical power, he also did not show awe, but an unspeakable doubt and fear.
However, he clearly felt that this fear had nothing to do with him.
It's more like it comes from behind him... Huh?
Behind you?
"Who are you calling a waste?"
At this time, a lazy voice sounded.
What is this sound?
Summer! How is it possible! Absolutely no one in this world can survive under my divine palm! No one! I want to see who is kidding me! The red-haired short man snorted coldly and wanted to turn his head to take a look.
When I was doing that, my head suddenly fell to the ground.