Supreme Martial Artist

"You..." Han Yong was angry, the other party was so humiliated to himself, how his temperament could bear it.

"Han Yong, don't be angry, this time it's mine." Wen Jie pulled Han Yong, who was about to be mad, and looked at the person and said: "This brother, it is indeed mine to hit you. May I apologize to you? How about this incident?"

"Exposed? You hit your Uncle Qiu and you want to forget it? Even if you don’t want your dog’s fate, even if the Internet is open, you dare to ask Lao Tzu to let you go? Kneel down and learn how to bark, or you will be killed!" People disdain, hands on hips, arrogant.

His voice was very loud, and suddenly a lot of figures came out from the neighboring stone houses, pointing to this side.

"Qiu Peng dare to provoke, these two guys must be newcomers, don't even know Qiu Peng, he is a member of the blood killer group, in our place, the strength is enough to rank in the top ten."

"This time there is a good show. A couple of days ago, a newcomer walked outside his door and spoke a little louder, but he was directly abolished and threw it out like a dead dog."

"Hehe, these two newcomers are unlucky! It's hard to provoke Qiu Peng, it's just looking for death!"

"Look, Qiu Peng must first tease them like dogs, and then directly destroy them."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but no one sympathized with Han Yong and the two of them, but instead gesticulated in the distance with an attitude of watching the show.

Qin Fei and the three people came over at this time. He saw the situation from the beginning. It was originally Wen Jie hitting someone, and the apology ended, but he did not expect that Qiu Peng would be so powerful. Not forgiving, this is a bit bullying.

This Qiu Peng's strength is only the first level of a false god, not as good as Na Gui Deshuang, dare to be so arrogant.

"This brother, please be forgiving and forgiving! He hit you, it was his fault, and he has already apologized, so why be aggressive?" Qin Fei looked at Qiu Peng and said.

Qiu Peng glanced at him disdainfully, and snorted coldly, "What are you..."

Before he finished asking, he suddenly saw Wang Jiao following Qin Fei, his eyes lit up, revealing a lustful and evil light, and his eyes stared straight at Wang Jiao's raised chest and swallowed his saliva.

"Haha, where is the Shui Lingling chick from? Uncle Qiu is really lucky today to run into such a fascinating girl! You want to apologize, don't you? Okay, Uncle Qiu is in a good mood today. Sound, then leave this girl and get out!"

Qiu Peng pointed at Wang Jiao broadly, looking eager and eager.

He said this very honestly. Seeing a woman like Wang Jiao with the best body, he really changed his mind. They wanted to abolish Han Yong and their minds changed. Now he has no time to torture people. I want to take the whole lordotic woman in front of me to the bed and have a happy look.

"Tsk tusk... there is another woman who is going to be put on the bed by him!" "Yanfu! Qiu Peng relied on his cousin to be one of the thirteen blood killers, and he was about to join the blood killer group for several years. I don’t know how many new female disciples have played with various means!"

"Don't be envious, you can do this if you have a strong relationship!"

All kinds of comments came from the crowd. Although everyone knew Qiu Peng’s purpose and knew that another woman was about to be humiliated by him, no one stood up and said half the word, and even had the mentality of watching a show. There is cynicism there.

"You're too much! Just accept it! He has already apologized, so why bother?" Qin Fei's expression went cold.

"Haha, too much? Uncle Qiu is doing such an overkill. You have the ability to bite me? What are you? You dare to take care of Uncle Qiu's affairs. Now that Uncle Qiu has changed his mind, the little girl can't run away anyway. You only need four Let's taste the greatness of Uncle Qiu first!" Qiu Peng said arrogantly, staring at the four Qin Fei with a murderous face, already murderous.

Qin Fei sighed. As expected, there is no rule in Tianxuanzhuang, which is the biggest rule. Whoever thinks he is strong enough can control the life and death of others at will.

This Qiu Peng is a model, because of a little thing, he wants life.

The sentence is really fulfilled: the strong is respected, the big fist is the rule!

Qiu Peng relied on his own strength to be stronger than Qin Fei and the others. Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked at the nearest Han Yong with a thunderous imposing manner.

Han Yong snorted, his arms blocked, a huge force poured into his body, and his body fell down.

Qiu Peng did have arrogant capital, his speed was extremely fast, and his strength was amazing. Almost the same moment Han Yong flew out, his body flashed before Wen Jie again.

"enough!"

Qin Fei flickered and stopped in front of Wen Jie. Qiu Peng was extremely fast when he started his hand, and the distance between them was so close that Qin Fei did not react when Han Yong hit the fly, but with the energy, he already had it. Prepared and stopped Qiu Peng in time.

"court death!"

Qiu Peng laughed wildly, a golden aura surging on his fist, what he cultivated was a golden profound energy, majestic, brave and domineering.

He didn't care about Qin Fei standing in front of him, and he was very disdainful in his heart.

He believed that with his fists, none of the newcomers in front of him were his opponents, and that woman he was going to decide!

Qin Fei looked at him coldly, and lightly handed it forward with his right hand. In an instant, the breath was strong, and the dazzling brilliance spread for several feet.

An earth-shattering breath radiated, Qiu Peng's eyes widened and his heart jumped.

What a terrifying breath, how can this breath be released by a newcomer?

He immediately realized that Qin Fei was not easy to provoke and was anxious to back off.

However, how could Qin Fei let him go? How could his speed be comparable to Qin Fei.

Huh!

In the eyes of everyone, Qin Fei turned into an afterimage and hit Qiu Peng's chest with a lightning punch.

boom!

The violent noise exploded in the hearts of everyone, all revealing incredible colors.

Qiu Peng flew upside down, speeding like a cannonball, smashing several stone walls behind him one by one, making the dust fly.

hiss……

There was no sound in the surroundings, and everyone was staring at the ruins of the broken stone wall.

"Grass! Who would dare to break Lao Tzu's house!" A loud roar blew through the ruins like a thunder, and a domineering figure in the crashed stone house flew into the air.

When he saw that the person lying in the ruins was actually Qiu Peng, he couldn't help but froze, his expression changed and he shut up quickly.

Who is Qiu Peng? He was beaten up like this, how could he dare to get angry?

As the dust cleared, Qiu Peng's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone looked at him in astonishment, the red shirt was actually broken, with stone chips everywhere, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Boy, you angered me, you are looking for death!" Qiu Peng looked at Qin Fei grimly, kicked his feet fiercely on the ground, shot up from the rocks, and hit Qin Fei again with a punch.

He didn't think he was weaker than Qin Fei, he could only be hit by Qin Fei because of his carelessness.

"Qiu Peng is okay! Let me tell you! He is a pseudo-god, what is a newcomer?"

"Now that guy is in big trouble, Qiu Peng is angry! The consequences are serious!"

"I don't think so! The punch of the rookie just now was very powerful, and Qiu Peng was smashed into the air without any resistance! This is not something you can do by luck alone!"

Some people expressed different opinions.

Qin Fei stood in front of Wen Jie and the others, looking at Qiu Peng who was rushing, his body flashed, and he suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Peng, stopping Qiu Peng's galloping body at once, and said calmly: "Qiu Peng, hit You and we have already apologized, forget about it!"

"Forget it? It's not a question of not apologizing, you dare to fight back, how do you stand here if I don't kill you?" Qiu Peng shouted wildly.

A sword suddenly appeared in his hand, the sword body was transparent, exuding an amazing breath.

Huh!

The sword pierced the void and pierced Qin Fei's chest like a fright.

Murderous aura, death hungry aura instantly.

Qin Fei snorted coldly, and the breath of his whole body suddenly rose, and the breath of the pseudo-god doubled out.

"What? He is also a false god!"

"Have fun, look, this newcomer has hidden his strength, and Qiu Peng seems to be unable to please!"

The crowd screamed, and they were shocked by Qin Fei's strength.

"roll!"

Qin Fei coldly slapped the sword with a palm, and then kicked Qiu Peng away.

Qiu Peng struggled a few times and couldn't get up. With blood on the corners of his mouth, he looked at Qin Fei with great anger, like a wounded tiger, his eyes full of unwillingness and hatred.