Chapter 71 Pan Jiahua Mountain
Chapter 71 Pan Jiahua Mountain
As a man who could laugh when her son was in a coma, Lin Hongyi didn't know what the other party was thinking. She frowned and didn't say anything. She just looked at Pan Hongsheng worriedly.
Lin Hongyi, who has been trained by the old man, has heard anything about Pan Hongsheng. Whether it is peeing in his arms when he was a child or growing up, the old man is also old and likes to chatter. Lin Hongyi also regards listening to the old man's talk about Pan Hongsheng as the happiest thing every day. No matter how hard the training is, she has been carrying it all the time. It is.
More than 20 years of life is not wonderful. The plain but thick accumulation is destined to be unusual for Pan Hongsheng, but Lin Hongyi has also heard the old man talking about Pan Hongsheng's old man from time to time. He always smiles and shakes his head at Mr. Pan Huashan, like a wry smile and as if he is gratified.
Lin Hongyi is a little curious about this man, but more because he is Pan Hongsheng's old son, a tiger father without a dog.
"Who are you?" Looking at Pan Huashan standing up with a sick face, the man in gray said with a sneer. He couldn't see the depth of the other party, but I'm afraid it was really difficult for the whole Pan family to have a strong man with a small and a half steps of perfection.
"Are you stupid? I said I was his!" Pan Huashan pointed to Pan Hongsheng and then picked up his eyelids and said, and everyone who saw this scene was stunned.
Not to mention the background of the man in gray, I'm afraid that this strength alone is difficult for the whole Pan family to compete, and now the sudden middle-aged man is still angering the other party, instead of giving in and compromising.
"Do you have the guts to say it again?" His eyes narrowed, and the man in gray's face changed. Then he clenched his hands, and a gray fog rolled towards the other party in an instant, but one meter around Pan Huashan stopped in vain, and it was no longer difficult to move forward.
Master Pan, Pan Xianghu and Lin Hongyi put Pan Hongsheng down, and then looked at the another duel on the martial arts arena. Everyone had a little hope in their eyes, but more lamented.
After all, the Pan family can't escape the disaster. If Pan Hongsheng grows up in a few years, it will be better, but time waits for no one. Now this middle-aged man has been squeezed into the westernmost guest room. No one expects him to defeat the man in gray who even defeated the Master of the Pan family.
"Stop talking nonsense and do it." His eyes narrowed, and the smile on Pan Huashan's face slowly disappeared, and then he gently took off his white cotton-padded coat, and a white shirt inside looked a little thin.
"Since you want to die, I'll take you on your way first!" With a cold hum, the whole body of the man in gray disappeared in place in an instant. The next moment, it appeared on the top of Pan Hua Mountain, and a hand knife cut directly under the other party's neck.
"It's up to you?" Looking up slightly, Pan Huashan came first. In an instant, he unexpectedly appeared in the position where the man in gray stood before. Looking at the other party's hand knife split on his shadow, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and a momentum like the awakening of a flooded beast suddenly burst out!
Pan Huashan did not use the simple momentum, but the momentum alone made the man in gray take a few steps back. Everyone present, even a strong man like Bai Laoqi, couldn't help staggering. Among the ten families, the only ones who could stand still were Pan Xianghu and Xiaomei.
"Who the hell are you?" The man in gray's face finally changed. In his eyes, Pan Huashan is no longer an ordinary person. On the contrary, the other party's strength is at least to his own, and it is even more likely to be stronger than himself!
Although he doesn't want to believe it from the bottom of his heart, the man in gray knows that even he doesn't have such a strong momentum.
What will be stronger than a half-step satisfactorily? Small perfect state! How can the man in front of him have this strength? Even if he starts to practice from his mother's womb, he may not reach this level!
"Pan Jia, Pan Huashan!" With a slight smile, Pan Huashan's body shook slightly, and the purple-black real light enveloped the whole sky in an instant. The scene of covering the clouds and the sun was many times thicker than the gray real light, and the sky not far away gradually became gloomy.
There is a depressing atmosphere in the sky, and layers of dark clouds are slowly surging towards the top of the Pan family's courtyard not far away. In the purple real, Pan Huashan, dressed in white, is particularly conspicuous, looking at the man in gray like a world's demon king.
"How can it be!" The man in gray screamed as if he had fried a chicken coop, "Relying on Zhenjiang to attract changes in heaven and earth, you are a person in a small state of perfection!"
Little perfect strong man! Pan Huashan turned out to be a small and strong man!
Pan Ruidong and Pan Xianghu looked at each other, and their whole body couldn't help trembling slightly. The small perfect state has exceeded the definition of martial arts. No one expected that there was such a character in the Pan family, and they didn't expect that it was Pan Huashan, who had always been uninteresting to save the Pan family!
"Little perfect strong man!" Lin Hongyi also muttered that compared with Pan Hongsheng's own groping forward, it is not impossible for Lin Hongyi to break through to the realm of small perfection with the help of the old man's seedlings. Although she has no chance to reach a higher level, the small perfection has satisfied her, and now she knows for the first time how horrible the real realm of small perfection is!
Pan Jiaqi, Pan Jialiang, Zhang Bowen, Liu Sisi, all the Pan family stared at this scene. The people of the eight major families sat on the ground as if they were crispy bones. Everyone knew that the Pan family's Jedi turned over successfully.
"Armed!" I ignored the reaction of the people around him. With the circulation of purple and black Zhen Gang, Pan Huashan suddenly slowly rose into the air. The word 'armed' was said. The whole Zhen Gang suddenly stirred violently. The next moment, a huge fist with purple in the dark appeared in an instant!
"Domineering fist!" The huge purple and black fist instantly hit the man in gray like a dragon going to sea, and the huge power instantly made the man in gray's face turn pale.
"Tortoise and cow fist!" A sharp roar sounded, and the gray real squirm turned into a thick tortoise shell, and the iron gray was strong.
With mockery in the bottom of his eyes, Pan Huashan punched out, and the purple-black fist and iron-gray tortoise shell instantly disintegrated the other party as soon as they met. In the other party's shocked eyes, a punch directly hit the other party's body!
Everyone present had a feeling of time stagnation. In an instant, it seemed that there was a huge force to drain the air around them. When they came to their senses again, the original martial arts arena had long disappeared, and it was replaced by a huge pothole nearly two meters deep!
The arm is used as a car; the bones are not left!
"How can it be!" Bai Laoqi almost dodged and rushed to the original martial arts arena. Looking at the gray cloth on the ground that was blown by the wind from time to time, he looked at Pan Huashan with trembling.
"You are devoking the authority of the wilderness, you are looking for your own death!"
"Wild mountain? I'm just going!"
The purple and black real cantons circulated again. Bai Laoqi's face in the sky suddenly flushed, and his hoarse voice was speechless. Blood suddenly flowed from the corners of his mouth and eyes. He fell to the ground like a dead duck and died.
Two punches, two lives.