Li Xiaofei glanced at the heavily armed Haisha Gang masters around him and smiled faintly, as if looking at grass and trees.
"Scared?"
He tilted his head, looked at the powerful man in front of him, and said, "Bring so many people here, haha, do you dare to fight one on one?" ??
"Who do you think you are?"
Qin Xiaotian smiled faintly, "What qualifications do you have to challenge me?"
"Scared?"
Li Xiaofei laughed.
Qin Xiaotian also laughed.
"Young man, I have been at your age and I know what you are thinking. The provocation method does not work for me. In this world, only the wise will always survive. There is no point in being brave and fierce. The winner will always be
The last person standing, not the one who wins the argument."
He said sarcastically.
This statement was recognized by almost all the pleasure-seeking drinkers.
Survival of the fittest has always been the norm in slums, and the struggle between gangs is a vivid manifestation of the law of the jungle.
A big shot like Qin Xiaotian may indeed have stood out step by step from being brave and fierce in the beginning, but now, with the power in his hands, he no longer has any need to fight with a young junior.
Those who are in a superior position can kill people with momentum.
You don’t have to do it yourself.
"Nearly ten million people in the slums are like ants and mad dogs fighting for food every day. Every day, there are hundreds of pretentious young people like you who have a little bit of martial arts talent and want to become famous in one battle. But
There is only one true success... Boy, just accept your fate..."
Qin Xiaotian said and waved his hand decisively, "Kill him."
The surrounding Haisha Gang masters suddenly surged towards the young man standing on the throne like a tide.
But the boy just looked at the dancer beside him with a smile and said, "Look, I told you that he is really stupid."
The words have not yet fallen.
The young man's figure suddenly moved.
call out!
The body is like a sharp sword, creating a burst of energy in the air.
Qin Xiaotian only felt like his eyes were filled with flowers.
A rapidly enlarging fist was reflected in the eyeball.
He was horrified.
It was too late to draw the sword.
There was no time to retreat and dodge. In a hurry, he could only raise his hands, forcefully catch, and block.
Roar!
Dragon roars sounded in the hall.
boom!
Boom boom boom!
It's like a hurricane version of the energy waves radiating outward.
One after another, there was a roar of air explosions produced during a tough confrontation.
Whether they were the party-seeking drinkers or the masters of the Haisha Gang, they all felt that the Jinqi Pavilion was like a sacred mountain collapsing, and they couldn't help but retreat with pale faces.
But in a flash of lightning, the battle was over.
Li Xiaofei's body flashed like a ghost and returned to the throne.
Qin Xiaotian, on the other hand, still stood where he was.
His face was calm and showed no expression at all.
Li Xiaofei sat down slowly, took a sip of water, and said, "Look, if you bring so many people back, will the results change? No, in the end, you will still have to die."
Just when everyone was surprised——
"puff."
The deputy leader of the Haisha Gang opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with visceral fragments, and roared, "Submit...the 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 true traditions, including the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, were immediately spread throughout the country.
Especially in places like ghettos.
Young people from poor backgrounds who did not have the money or connections to undergo Xinwu surgery did not hesitate to become Tongtian disciples.
Cheap herbal decoction, free ancient martial arts!
In the slums of Haijing City, how many people are there because of Tongtian Live Broadcast?
Occasionally, he truly steps into the path of ancient martial arts and becomes a slightly famous martial arts master?
Countless.
Even those masters who have been famous for a long time have worked hard to practice the many true teachings in Tongtian Live Broadcast Room.
It is not surprising that this mysterious young man has mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Because not long ago, the Tongtian Live Broadcast Room had made public the secret manual of this mythical martial arts and taught it online for free.
But will
There are very few people who have mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to such a terrifying level that they can forcefully break through the defense of Qin Xiaotian, a strong man in the Golden Body Realm, in just a few moves.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
Deputy gang leader Qin was injured?
But something even more shocking was yet to come.
"who are you?" ??
Qin Xiaotian roared again.
Then the tall and thin figure suddenly collapsed, blood spread from underneath him, and his vitality quickly collapsed.
died!
Qin Xiaotian, deputy leader of the Haisha Gang!
A powerful man with a dignified golden body!
Surrounded by hundreds of Haisha Gang masters and witnessed by hundreds of other drinkers, he was blasted to death by an unknown young man using his powerful palm power!
In an instant, the entire palace was filled with deathly silence.
People's eyes couldn't help but shift from the dead Qin Xiaotian to Li Xiaofei again.
You can hear the needle drop.
At this time, this young man who was considered crazy and seeking death exuded a terrifying pressure that was suffocating.
The young man lowered his head and looked down at the dancing girl whose beauty had faded.
"Who's winning?"
he asked.
Even though she has been rolling around in the mortal world for several years and is used to seeing high-rise buildings rise and fall, and the ups and downs of the strong, her smile can't help but feel a little stiff at this moment.
"you win."
A reluctant answer came out of her plump and red lips.
Li Xiaofei once again looked up to the sky and laughed as if no one was watching.
The laughter was like thunder, sweeping across the entire palace crazily.
"kill him."
A master of the Haisha Gang in the Five Spirit Realm suddenly shouted.
Among the gangs in the slums, there is always a shortage of those who are brave enough to fight to the death, and Qin Xiaotian, the deputy gang leader, also has many die-hard followers.
After a huge shock, several strong men from the Haisha Gang rushed toward Li Xiaofei.
Boo hoo hoo.
Sword Qi arises and dies.
Li Xiaofei just pointed out a few words.
The Six Meridians Divine Sword, the sword energy is like a god.
All raids The strong men of the Haisha Gang who rose up in the air fell to the ground with blood spattered. They were killed in the air and lost their vitality.
Instant kill.
This is a complete crushing of strength.
Even if he is equipped with the most advanced suit and possesses powerful power weapons, it is still difficult to penetrate within ten meters in front of Li Xiaofei.
The remaining masters of the Haisha Gang seemed to have been cast a restraining spell.
Standing still, not daring to move.
Li Xiaofei laughed, stretched out his arms to hug Nan Hua's slender and soft waist, hugged this stunningly beautiful creature to his side, and gently smelled the fragrance of her hair.
"Let's go, it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
He took back the inscribed bones on the table, then hugged Nan Hua intimately and walked towards the palace gate.
Wherever he passed, people avoided him.
Like God coming.
It wasn't until the man and woman disappeared into the night outside the door that the air in the palace seemed to suddenly flow.
As if they had been cast a restraining spell, the masters of the Haisha Gang immediately took action and sealed off the entire palace immediately, not allowing anyone to enter or exit.
The news quickly spread to the Haisha Gang headquarters.
Everyone realized that a big storm was about to sweep through the entire East Side—no, maybe the entire ghetto.
The deputy leader of the first largest gang is dead.
chain of events
The reaction was like a meteorite falling from the sky and hitting a lake that was already not peaceful, immediately causing a storm.
Fermentation.
spread.
Public opinion exploded.
Countless big shots were alarmed.
At this time, in a relatively exquisite apartment in the slums.
Li Xiaofei sat in front of the mirror, looking at the dancer in the room who seemed to have accepted her fate, slowly untied her outgroup, and coughed lightly.
When the latter looked at him with doubtful eyes.
He smiled.
"Sacrificing one's life to go to the country's calamity, treating one's death as if one were returning home."
One sentence, ten words.
Nan Hua's delicate body trembled.
The originally weak and helpless expression suddenly became sharp and fierce, and a pair of beautiful eyes, as bright as a knife, stared at Li Xiaofei.