The whip of the plump woman in front of him directly wrapped around his sturdy body, but no matter how she pulled, he seemed to be as motionless as a mountain. Finally, he grinned, and with a snap, the whip broke. He kicked the plump woman in the abdomen, and with a whoosh, it was like a meteor, passing through the hole in the opposite building and disappeared. The little Lolita's foot was pinched and deformed, and she slapped the man who was as tall as King Kong. It was clearly seen that the tall man's chest was dented and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Wow, it's really strong!" Who would have thought that Chen Weiming, who was thought to have left, was actually standing in the wind, letting the wind that could tear everything apart swirl around his body, and he was not affected at all.
"Hey, Yaya, King Kong, are you okay?" Just when the two people landed, a gentle little boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old appeared beside them. Yes, there were two people.
Apparently his ability was to clone himself, as his slender hand brushed over the area where the two people's hands were, and the marks of injury disappeared.
The handsome white-haired man standing in the middle saw this scene and his eyes flashed. He then touched his chin and said, "Oh, so there really is such a power!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand, as if by suction, one of the little boys soon fell into his hand. With a gentle squeeze, the boy disappeared from his hand like broken glass. In the blink of an eye, another little boy appeared in the place of the little boy.
A hint of interest flashed in the man's eyes, and suddenly he seemed to have discovered something. He stretched out his hand to block it in an instant. The next second, the man's eyes widened, watching the scarlet blood dripping down his wrist. He looked up and saw a cold face and a pair of cold eyes.
"It's you!" His eyes were fixed on the pure black knife that exuded a strong aura and chopped his arm. He stretched out his other hand, directly grasped the handle of the knife, and swung it hard. The man followed the knife out of the hole in the blink of an eye, and landed on a building of the same size not far away. With a powerful kick of his feet, the man broke through the air and entered. The wall of the building cracked like spider silk.
"Cold-blooded Han, I thought he wouldn't come!" Chen Weiming was amazed and stepped aside without saying a word. He couldn't fit into the battlefield as the second strongest person in ten thousand years challenged the strongest. Besides, he was the eighth ranked person and there was no need for him to get hurt!
Then he touched the bridge of his nose and said, "I was right. Leng Xuehan's ability has increased again!"
Ordinary people would not be able to see that there was a fight going on in the dusty and rock-covered building, which shows how fast the two people were.
But the violent sound coming from my ears was very clear. Slowly, the whole building seemed to begin to shake.
Because everyone in the building, except Chen Weiming, jumped down directly. The waves of sword energy and palm wind almost destroyed the entire floor. The surrounding floors were also affected. The floors above fell down, and they didn't want to go through the trouble of holding up the building!
"Asshole Feng Chaoge and Leng Xuehan, don't ignore me!"
"Yaya!"
In a suburban villa far outside the city, Li Zhenghao was resting. He looked up at Bai Ling who was still upstairs and called out loudly, "Lingling, come down!"
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