One person: I am standing behind you, but the whole Wei

The smoke surrounding Zhang Chulan kept rolling, just like the unpredictable clouds in the sky.

This voice is familiar, sarcastic, and a little mean.

Suddenly everyone felt extremely surprised...

Is this martial art really so invincible?

Even if the entire head is completely smashed, can it be restored?

If this is true, this technique may be comparable to the Eight Great Skills!

Or is Zhang Chulan just bluffing?

Just as Duan Ming said, Zhang Chulan wanted to use this time to recover his brain!

At this time in the audience.

Bai Shixue's desperate lavender eyes gradually turned back, and her whole body gradually regained some strength...

Looking at the swirling smoke, he suddenly felt angry and his face gradually turned angry!

He sat up from Lu Linglong and said with gritted teeth:

"Zhang Chulan! How can he be so mean! Don't you know that you are worried about him so much?!"

"If you keep flirting like this every day, you'll kill yourself sooner or later!"

Seeing Bai Shixue regain her spirit, Lu Linglong heaved a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes at Cao Ning...

As if to say...

Why didn't you explain it earlier?

Cao Ning and Zhang Fei looked at each other and didn't dare to say a word...

Seems to be responding.

Could you please give me a chance to explain?

Then when the three of them looked at Bai Shixue, their gazes became somewhat relieved...

If he hadn't caused this death, would Zhang Chulan still be Zhang Chulan?

In the field.

Duan Ming, who was standing in front of the cloud of smoke, took a few steps back and murmured:

"Impossible! How can you survive without a head? How can there be such a skill in this world?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes!

The Qi in his body gathered towards his fingers, and three or four beams of light flew out again.

The beam of light pierced through the smoke and shot straight onto the field behind, stirring up layers of dust.

Duan Ming looked at the broken parts, which were the head, heart, spleen, and stomach. No matter which part was hit, it would be fatal!

Seeing that the smoke didn't move at all, the smile on his face became more ferocious, and he said in a crazy tone:

"Hahaha! Untouchable, you are dead now! You are finally dead!"

As he spoke, he lowered his head to take a look at the skin on his ankle which was still a little tangled, and said viciously:

"That damned pariah should have been forced to tell me how to practice this technique before he died!"

The voice just fell.

A pair of large hands suddenly stretched out from the smoke and directly grabbed Duan Ming's neck. The huge force made him fly into the air.

I felt a suffocation instantly, my lips began to turn blue and purple little by little, and my eyes bulged towards their sockets little by little due to lack of oxygen.

It's like having hyperthyroidism.

A breeze blew gently, and the smoke that was wrapped around his arms and spread all over his body dissipated little by little.

Zhang Chulan grabbed his neck with his left hand with an indifferent expression and said in a very cold tone:

"So... your family has also peeked into the source of Qi?"

As he spoke, he increased the strength in his hands and said with a slightly domineering tone:

"Remember what I said before? Those who try to spy on the origin of Qi or insult my grandfather Zhang Huaiyi!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinched Duan Ming's neck, then deliberately walked around slowly.

This scene fell into the eyes of the audience...

The entire audience became extremely silent following this scene!

Zhang Chulan's words echoed in my mind, and my eyes began to widen little by little!

The difference in strength between the two...

Anyone who is an extraordinary person can see it with their eyes!

Zhang Chulan is jokingly...

wrong!

Zhang Chulan is completely using a cruel and brutal method!

he...

he!

This is a warning to us!

He is using Duan Ming's tragic situation to warn us!

If anyone tries to spy on the source of Qi, then Duan Ming will be our future fate!

A chill suddenly came over me...

Duan Ming was seen patting Zhang Chulan's arm with one hand, while the other hand was hidden behind his back, trying to gather the Six Meridians Divine Sword with his ring finger again.

Zhang Chulan smiled sarcastically and punched Duan Ming in the stomach...

"Hiss..." A sound of cloth breaking was heard.

Duan Ming swung backwards like a big pendulum.

The huge force directly pushed a big hole in the back of the expensive clothing, revealing the scarred back...

The intense pain made Duan Ming's entire brain seem to have crashed, and his mouth was slightly open due to his loss of consciousness.

"Snapped..."

Zhang Chulan threw Duan Ming directly to the ground, looked at him indifferently, and said in a very calm tone:

"Master Duan, are you still calling others pariahs? Now you are being beaten like a dog by a pariah, then what are you?"

As he spoke, a hint of sarcasm appeared in his eyes, and then he continued:

"A dog whose legs were broken by a pariah?"

I really don’t know what to say!

His strength is not that great, but he has a great mouth!

He kept shouting "untouchable"!

This is the kind of person I can't stand the most!

Why do some people really think they are superior to others!

In this world...

Aren’t we all people who are trying hard to live?

Why insult those who are trying to live?

There is no need to show mercy to such a person...

As for the funds on the market!

I have so many family contracts now, why would I care about such a small profit?

Besides...

I owe this money to Cao Ning...

If I act coquettishly, I won’t have to pay back the money, right?

Hey...

Who says he is my brother?

The words "untouchable" and "dog" seemed to stimulate the depths of Duan Ming's soul.

The crashed brain was gradually brought back to reality, and he said with a hint of fear:

"Zhang Chulan! You lowly person! Do you know what will happen if you offend our Duan family?"

As he spoke, he kicked his legs backwards continuously, leaving a snake-like sand mark on the ground.

"Da da da..."

Zhang Chulan did not respond, but walked towards the frightened Duan Ming with an indifferent expression. The heavy footsteps sounded like the sound of the god of death coming.

A wave of fear spread throughout the body, and those eyes looked at Zhang Chulan who was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but shed panic tears...

suddenly.

His expression froze slightly, and he immediately thought that this was a competition!

He looked towards the referee's seat in horror, and just as he opened his mouth, a pair of big feet stepped on his mouth.

The entire back of his head slammed hard against the ground, making a dull sound.

Duan Ming's sight was covered by a black shadow, and the blazing sunlight in the sky was obscured by this shadow...

I suddenly felt an unprecedented darkness in my heart...

My mouth felt the dirt from the soles of my shoes constantly falling into it, and I kept making little whimpering sounds...

It was as if he was shouting silently.