"Pfft!"

When Ah Hai heard what Li Taiping said and saw the gestures Li Taiping made, he couldn't help but laugh:

"Hey kid, are you alright? Or are you scared silly by the imminent death?"

"Who gave you the courage to think you're better than Mr. Huang, Fish Leong?"

"It seems that the last time you knocked me out was just a sneak attack. Mr. Huang, before I cripple this kid's five limbs, I'll teach him a lesson first."

Ah Hai asked the old ghost Huang He who was standing next to him.

"what ever."

Huang He Lao Gui nodded.

In his opinion, even if Li Taiping was a warrior, he was probably just a weakling.

Because he didn't feel any internal energy from Li Taiping.

When this happens, there are generally only three possibilities.

First, Li Taiping is too weak, so weak that he hasn't even cultivated his internal energy, which is simply laughable.

Secondly, Li Taiping practiced some method to conceal his aura, but this method is very precious, and the boy in front of him doesn't look like someone who has this method.

The third possibility.

Even though Li Taiping is very strong, he must be at least at the level of a martial arts grandmaster!

But how is this possible?

Huang He Lao Gui wants to believe that Li Taiping can achieve a level above the grandmaster of martial arts at such an age.

It would be better to let him eat shit.

Therefore, the only possibility left for Li Taiping is the first one.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang, for your help."

Ah Hai thanked the Yellow River Ghost, then sneered at Li Taiping and said, "Boy, accept your fate!"

brush!

The words have not yet fallen.

Ah Hai took the lead and kicked Li Taiping on the head with a whip kick.

With his strength as an eighth-grade warrior, this kick was enough to kill a cow.

But Li Taiping's expression was extremely calm.

"Since you enjoy crippling others' limbs so much, I'll grant your wish first."

With a flick of a finger.

Li Taiping condensed his true energy into a bullet, which accurately hit Ahai's fifth limb.

Ah Hai suddenly felt a chill in his fifth limb, followed by an indescribable pain sweeping through his whole body.

"what!!"

The scream alarmed many patients and doctors around.

Then, Li Taiping snapped four fingers in succession.

Four Qi bullets accurately hit Ah Hai's other limbs.

Plop.

Ah Hai fell to the ground and stared at Li Taiping: "You...you are..."

Before he could finish his words, Ah Hai fainted.

"You are actually a martial arts master too!"

Huang He Laogui, who had originally looked down on Li Taiping, was shocked after seeing Li Taiping easily cripple Ah Hai.

But then he sneered:

"Good, good, at this age, you can become a martial arts master."

"Although you are not as good as Zhu Hongyan of the Tianhai Zhu family, you are also a genius."

"I, Huang He Lao Gui, love to kill geniuses like you the most, hahahaha..."

The old ghost from the Yellow River laughed wildly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Only an old man like him knows how hateful those so-called geniuses are.

We are all human beings, but why do they have to spend their entire lives, decades or even hundreds of years to reach this level?

Some people can achieve it in just a dozen years or even a few years.

How unfair is God that they are born in the same era as these so-called geniuses?

Is it specifically designed to attack people?

How abominable!

In that case, don’t blame these old guys for being rude!

"Go to hell, kid. Blame it on meeting me, the Yellow River Ghost!"

With an angry roar, the old ghost Huang He's whole body was filled with energy, and he suddenly slapped Li Taiping with a powerful palm.

Li Taiping was not afraid at all, and he fought with the old ghost Huang He with his backhand.

boom!

The two people's palms separated as soon as they touched.

Li Taiping didn't move at all, not even his sleeves fluttered, but the old ghost Huang He groaned and stuck to the wall.

When he finally got up, his mouth was covered in blood.

"Are you sure you are a martial arts master?"

The old ghost of the Yellow River looked at Li Taiping in disbelief.

He is also considered a veteran martial arts master. Although he only entered the middle level not long ago, there is no reason for him to be slapped against the wall by Li Taiping!

Even a top-grade martial arts master does not have this strength.

"Did I ever say I was a martial arts master?"

Li Taiping said to Huang He Laogui with a smile.

"Are you, a Grandmaster?"

The old ghost from the Yellow River trembled violently, his eyes full of disbelief.

In Yun Province, there is actually a martial arts genius comparable to Zhu Hongyan, and in a small place like Jiangcheng.

Crazy?

But at this moment, the old ghost Huang He sneered:

"Even if you are a Grandmaster, if you are hit by my Poison Sand Palm, forget it!"

The old ghost from the Yellow River raised his blackened palm, and black air rose from his palm.

Originally, when he fought against Shen Hanshan more than ten years ago, his poisonous sand palm could only work on people at the martial arts grandmaster level and below.

But after more than ten years of further training, his poisonous sand palm is already strong enough to pose a threat to the grandmaster.

Now Li Taiping can either hurry up and cut off his poisoned hand, or wait for the poison to attack his heart and cause his death!

It was with the help of this poisonous sand palm that Huanghe Laogui climbed to the tenth place on the Tianhai Evil List.

The thought that he could seriously injure or even kill a peerless genius comparable to Zhu Hongyan today.

The old ghost of the Yellow River trembled with excitement.

"It's indeed the Poison Sand Palm. So, the palm print on Shen Hanshan's body was left by you?"

Looking at the large black mark on his palm, Li Taiping's expression did not change at all, and he spoke with interest.

"So you also know Shen Hanshan?"

The old ghost from the Yellow River said in surprise.

"That's right, I was the one who helped President Shen Hanshan remove the poisonous sand palm print on his chest."

Li Taiping did not hide anything and said to the old ghost of the Yellow River.

"Can you remove the palm prints I left? Stop being ridiculous, you... Damn it!"

The Yellow River Ghost was about to laugh at Li Taiping, but he saw Li Taiping just casually wave his hand, and the poison mark on the latter's palm disappeared.

That's right!

Just like that, it disappeared without a trace of reason!

"You, you, you...what the hell is this?"

Old Huang He couldn't even speak clearly. He had never seen anyone in his life who could remove the toxin from his Poisonous Sand Palm just by waving his hands.

"It's very simple, because this little bit of poison can't harm me at all. I said, I'm a little stronger than you, just a little bit."

Li Taiping put his thumb and index finger together again, leaving a one-centimeter gap.

Huang He Lao Gui didn’t care about it before.

But now, when he looked again, he seemed to see the entire Milky Way in that one centimeter gap.

For an instant.

An idea suddenly came to the mind of the Yellow River Old Ghost.

escape!

Must escape!

This young man is definitely more terrifying than Zhu Hongyan.

Do not!

It is possible that the young man is just his disguise, and his real identity is an old monster who eats people without leaving any bones!

At this moment, the Yellow River Ghost was really scared.

Mom, I want to go home to find you!

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