He Dong was pinned to the ground by that kid, kneeling?
How is that possible!
He Dong, he’s a Dark Force Late Stage fighter!
He Bing knows this very well!
With that kind of strength, even facing him, he should be able to resist for a bit, right?
But now...
It’s as if he has no resistance at all!
Damn, how is this possible!
At the sa ti, An Yiyi’s eyes almost popped out!
This guy Zhang Fan, is he also at the Dark Force level?
Damn, how is this possible!
How is it possible!
At this age!
How could soone this young have Dark Force strength!
Honestly, at this mont, An Yiyi was about to go crazy!
Has his entire life been lived in vain?
A Dark Force expert around twenty years old!
Such a genius! How could he appear in the black market’s gambling stone arena?
However, he forgot about himself, also with Dark Force Peak strength, roaming the black market!
At this mont, a trace of fear flashed in He Ran’s eyes!
The Gu Family’s Gu Yan!
The Wu Family’s Wu Shanhe!
Even they wouldn’t have the strength to pin He Dong, who is at Dark Force Late Stage, to the ground, would they?
Who is this kid!
Who exactly is he!
Just then, a trace of venomous malice burst from He Ran’s eyes!
The grass must be uprooted, or it will cause endless trouble!
Imdiately, he said to He Bing, "Quick, kill him, kill him!"
Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression around changed abruptly!
Kill soone?
Is this bandaged kid insane!
In front of so many people, he dares to shout about killing soone?
Damn, does he really think we’re dead or sothing!
At this mont, He Bing’s eyes suddenly flickered.
As soone with Dark Force Peak strength! He knows how difficult it is to reach Dark Force level strength!
Moreover, this kid in front of him is so young!
Is this kid really not from an Ancient Martial Family?
At this mont, He Bing hesitated.
But at the sa ti, a trace of crazed killing intent flashed in his eyes!
This kind of person! Must die!
Or he will cause endless trouble!
At that mont, He Bing leaned forward, turning into a blur, pouncing towards Zhang Fan.
Seeing this scene, countless people shouted in alarm.
Damn, where is the person?
Where’s the person?
Damn it, what on earth is with these people!
Who are they!
How can they be so fast!
Simultaneously, in the live broadcast, countless people were shocked!
"Oh my God, is this a movie? Damn, how can anyone be this fast!"
"Damn, this is definitely a movie, definitely!"
At this mont, Zhang Fan’s expression turned icy!
He naturally also felt that intense killing intent.
Hehe, do you want dead?
Imdiately, Zhang Fan’s left hand ford a Thunderclap Palm, striking He Dong on the body.
"Crack!"
The extrely crisp sound made An Yiyi, standing beside Zhang Fan, change expressions drastically!
A single palm shattering a Dark Force expert’s shoulder?
How is this possible!
But then, he stepped forward, blocking in front of Zhang Fan! His eyes stared icily at the approaching He Bing!
"Fighting in the black market, did you ask for my permission?"
A low voice, mixed with intense killing intent!
An Yiyi had been holding back for a long ti.
If it weren’t for wanting to see Zhang Fan’s strength! He would have taken action long ago!
Dark Force level?
Heh, An Yiyi’s strength is Dark Force Peak!
At that mont, An Yiyi’s expression changed abruptly!
He was truly shocked!
Because he felt like an iron claw was gripping his shoulder!
The power is terrifying!
It was power that truly shocked him!
An Yiyi turned around, suddenly, his pupils shrank to pinpoints!
Because he saw that the person grabbing his shoulder was Zhang Fan!
Zhang Fan?
How is this possible!
You know, this power is even stronger than his!
His strength is Dark Force Peak!
Stronger than his power would be...
Bright Force?
"Uncle An, let handle this! I won’t let you take the bla!"
Zhang Fan’s smile made An Yiyi’s scalp tingle!
Such a young Bright Force expert...
A monster!
Damn it, definitely a monster!
You could say, An Yiyi’s heart began to tremble.
Zhang Fan pulled An Yiyi aside, staring icily at the approaching He Bing!
The next mont, Zhang Fan stood in place, crossing his arms, without moving an inch!
Seeing Zhang Fan’s deanor, An Yiyi swallowed hard!
This posture ans he doesn’t take He Bing seriously at all!
Damn!
This kid Zhang Fan, who the hell is he!
To say he’s playing coy, An Yiyi is also a veteran at it!
But now, compared to Zhang Fan!
He really feels a bit outclassed!
At this mont, an extrely cold voice slowly sounded!
"Since you’re seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!" He Bing’s right hand ford a palm!
All his Inner Strength condensed in his hand.
He Family’s ultimate technique! Bone Breaking Palm!
Moreover, his target was Zhang Fan’s chest!
Seeing this scene, An Yiyi’s eyes flickered rapidly.
Bone Breaking Palm, how could he not know it!
Surna He?
The Ancient Martial Family He Family?
At that mont, An Yiyi also knew He Bing’s group identity!
But the next mont, An Yiyi also rembered sothing, he suddenly looked at Zhang Fan and then shouted!
"Brother Zhang Fan, dodge, that’s the He Family’s Bone Breaking Palm!"
The Ancient Martial Family’s martial arts, their power, is truly incredible!
This, An Yiyi, knows very well!
But Zhang Fan’s stance!
Right!
Damn, this guy Zhang Fan, he seems to be a Bright Force expert!
Why should he panic!
"Hehe!" Zhang Fan laughed coldly!
He also wanted to taste the Ancient Martial Family’s martial arts!
After all, the last ti on the island, fighting with those Poison Spider folks, he didn’t encounter any martial arts worth ntioning!
Now, with this opportunity, he naturally wanted to experience it!
Imdiately, all of Zhang Fan’s strength surged!
After all, he was tempered by the Thunder Mountain Hamr for two months!
Even the strength of Bright Force Early Stage couldn’t hurt him, let alone Dark Force Peak plus martial arts?
"Truly seeking death!" He Bing sneered coldly!
In the face of their He Family’s Bone Breaking Palm, this kid still dares to have this attitude!
At this mont, He Bing even foresaw Zhang Fan’s outco.
As long as this palm lands on Zhang Fan’s chest, he has a hundred percent certainty of shattering Zhang Fan’s heart!
Seeing the palm getting closer to Zhang Fan’s chest, not far away, Huang Mingchuan’s face turned white!
"Zhang Fan, dodge!"
"Dodge? Would I, Zhang Fan, dodge a simpleton?" Zhang Fan sneered!
Hearing these words, He Bing’s expression turned even darker!
The next mont, He Bing used all his strength, striking directly towards Zhang Fan’s chest!
"Die!"
The shout rang out sharply!
At that mont, a trendously dull sound exploded in the air!
Simultaneously, everyone’s eyes widened!
Zhang Fan at that mont, seed as if he was wearing ice skates, being pushed backward!
His entire body sliding straight back!
And Zhang Fan, with his arms crossed the entire ti, never changed his posture!
(Good night, good night, good night! Woof woof woof!)
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