Fang Xiaoyu was surprised by the old man's words. He had seen countless people, but there was no one else who could see through his realm at a glance except this old man.
Fang Xiaoyu opened his clairvoyance and looked at the other party carefully.
"You don't need to look, my realm is a little higher than yours." The old man saw Fang Xiaoyu at a glance and was watching his strength, so he smiled proudly and said: "My realm of Lefa is the violent thunder realm.
In the middle stage, I will beat you. In the middle stage of cultivation, I will also beat you. Haha!"
After saying that, a trace of cold murderous intent flashed across the old guy's face. He winked at Young Master Liang and said, "Master Liang, how do you want me to deal with this person?"
"Break his hands, and then break his feet." Mr. Liang glanced at Fang Xiaoyu coldly.
"Okay! Boy, you can't escape today." The old man glanced at Fang Xiaoyu coldly. As he spoke, he had secretly gathered thunder energy in his body, preparing to make a move.
Fang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, secretly gathering thunderous energy, and a sneer flashed across his lips: "Come on! Since I can't hide, then I choose to face him head on. Let me meet this truly strong man for a while!"
While speaking, Fang Xiaoyu had already put his hand in the Fabric bag and took out a bottle of the violent pill that he had refined.
Suddenly, he flipped his wrist, and suddenly three thunder flames, two large and one small, suddenly appeared from his palm.
Seeing this, the people in the bar were so frightened that they ran out and hid far away.
Originally, the proprietress and the internal security captain in the bar wanted to stop this incident. When the two masters saw flames rising from their hands, they both turned pale with fear.
The captain of the internal security was afraid that the fight between the two would affect the wife of the bar owner, so he grabbed the beauty's hand and walked away, shouting: "Mr. Hua, please go aside for a while! When gods fight,
Mortals like us can’t stand it!”
The internal security captain is a retired special soldier who came out of the army. He has heard about the power of the masters at the Golden Core stage, and naturally understands how terrifying the two men's fighting capabilities are.
He took Sister Hua and fled the scene quickly. When he left, Sister Hua lost one of her high heels. Even so, she didn't care to pick it up. She fled to the door barefoot and stockings and watched from a distance.
Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu had emitted thunder flames, the skinny old man opposite him also worriedly warned Mr. Liang and his horses beside him: "Young Master Liang, please take them farther away first. Give me three minutes.
In time, I disabled this kid’s hands and feet.”
"Okay! Today I want to see with my own eyes that this boy was beaten into a cripple." Mr. Liang smiled proudly, and his cold gaze, like a knife, passed over Fang Xiaoyu's face. After that, he took
His woman and men left in a hurry.
"Boy, prepare to die!"
Seeing that Mr. Liang and others had evacuated, the skinny old man raised the thunder energy in his body and patted Fang Xiaoyu's body. He decided not to give Fang Xiaoyu any chance to breathe.
Fang Xiaoyu unscrewed the bottle cap, took a violent pill, raised the thunder energy in his body, and took a palm forcefully.
"Bang!"
Two huge forces intersected in mid-air. Clothes were flying for a moment, and the wine table behind the two people was shaken by the powerful thunder energy released from the two bodies, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound.
When Fang Xiaoyu received the old guy's palm, he clearly felt that his body was being squeezed by a powerful force.
This force, like a heavy weight, drooped down from the top of his head, making him feel a little difficult to breathe. Obviously, this old guy's thunder energy was much more powerful than him. At this time, he
The power within the body has not yet exploded.
Seeing that this force was about to burst his body, Fang Xiaoyu groaned secretly in his heart, and a trace of bitterness flashed across his face.
The little diva who was standing not far behind him saw Fang Xiaoyu looking like he was struggling, and couldn't help but become worried: "Master, you must bear it!"
"It's okay!" Fang Xiaoyu forced out a smile, winked at the beauty behind him and said, "Beauty, please go aside and rest first. I, Fang Xiaoyu, am blessed with great luck and will not die."
Having said that, he felt a little unsteady on his feet.
The skinny old man had already noticed this, so he deliberately increased his strength and said to Fang Xiaoyu with a proud look on his face: "Boy, just hold on for dear life! I want to see if you can survive two minutes.
.Come on! Give me another slap."
With that said, the guy retracted his palm, condensed the thunder energy in his body, and prepared to send another five thunder palm towards Fang Xiaoyu.
This time, from the hand of the skinny old man, red thunder flames floated out like three flowers, the size of three flowers, the blazing fire was dazzling, and the scene alone was scary.
Everyone couldn't help but sweat for Fang Xiaoyu.
Even Fang Xiaoyu himself felt that the next palm would have to be received with injuries all over his body.
He gritted his teeth, gathered the thunder energy in his body again, and prepared to receive another palm.
At this moment, a trace of tragic emotion flashed across Fang Xiaoyu's face. He knew that with the next palm, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. Even so, he still decided to die.
Because he knew that escaping would not work and would only lead to a worse death. Besides, escaping had never been his character.
"Go to hell!" The old man unleashed the thunder energy from his body and slapped Fang Xiaoyu with one palm.
The wine glass on the wine table made a clanking sound due to the thunder. The wine in the glass spilled all over the floor, and it looked like the whole table was about to fall down.
With this palm strike, Fang Xiaoyu will definitely lose. Everyone stared at this terrifying scene with their eyes wide open.
But at this moment, a burst of shouting was heard in the air.
"Stop, if anyone dares to hurt Fang Xiaoyu today, I will never end it with him."
Hearing the sound, everyone looked sideways towards the door of the bar.
Before anyone arrived, I walked in first. After a few seconds, I saw a white-haired elder entering the bar with a ten-year-old girl.
One look at the way the elder walks like the wind. You can tell that he is an expert.
The skinny old man's hand stopped in mid-air and did not pat Fang Xiaoyu's body.
Seeing that the person coming was none other than the most famous fortune teller in Yan City, a trace of embarrassment flashed across the skinny old man's face.
After a few seconds of silence, he gritted his teeth and cursed angrily at the white-haired fortune teller: "Old guy, what do you care about? What are you doing here?"
"I will talk to you later."
The fortune teller glanced at the skinny old man indifferently, and then his eyes fell on the little queen.
"Father!" the little queen shouted excitedly.
Immediately afterwards, I saw this beauty shouting to the girl behind the fortune teller: "Sister Wei Yao!"
"Luna, are you okay?" The fortune teller asked Miss Luna with concern.
"Yes!" Miss Luna nodded happily.
Seeing that Luna was fine, the fortune teller cast his gaze on Fang Xiaoyu's face again, smiled and comforted him: "Boy, you don't have to be afraid. If anyone dares to touch even a finger of yours today, I don't care what state he is in.