"Click!"

As soon as the sound fell, the wooden railings of the private room were slapped by a big hand. Liang Biao used the recoil force to smash the center of the arena like a wild beast carrying the fierce power.

"You are Liang Biao, a mountain-splitting player?" Ye Buping looked at him and frowned.

"There is no need to know too much about dead people"

Liang Biao turned around and smiled and showed his white teeth.

"Hmph, I'm shameless!"

Ye Buping was angry. He stepped on the Taoist seven-star footsteps and used his palm as a knife to cut Liang Biao's neck!

If this blow hit, Liang Biao would immediately have insufficient blood supply to his brain and fall into a coma on the spot!

Unfortunately, Liang Biao shook his head and sighed:

“Too weak.”

The next moment, his muscles and bones made a "crackling" sound like firecrackers, and the heavy punch wrapped in bandages rushed towards Ye Buping's palm knife!

Click!

With a scream, Ye Buping's hand bone was directly broken. Liang Biao grinned, jumped high, raised his legs and slashed, and slashed his chest, slashing several of his sternum.

Ye Buping's body was like a kite with a broken string and he struggled to get up from the ground, his face as white as thin paper, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

The whole audience was silent.

Only Ye Buping smiled weakly, "I didn't expect that you are already at the peak of your internal strength, and I'm not wronged to lose."

"The peak of internal strength?!"

A chilling sound came from all around, and many people knew what these four words mean.

It is not easy for ordinary warriors to cultivate internal strength. It is extremely difficult to achieve great success, and it is even more difficult to reach the peak!

"This Liang Biao, he is hiding so deeply." Jiang Yue grabbed the railing tightly, his face extremely embarrassed.

"Old Jiang, what should I do? No one here can stop Liang Biao." Xue Zheng gritted his teeth in anger. It seemed that he would be suppressed by the Humen tonight.

Fatty Ma sighed, and a touch of flesh hurt in his eyes. He bet 10 million in this game, and it seemed that he was going to waste.

"Forget it, we are not as skilled as humans."

Jiang Yue was full of anger and finally turned into a sigh, and then ordered: "Xiaozheng, hurry up and find someone to take Master Ye to the hospital."

"I know."

Xue Zheng took the order and just took a step, a voice came from beside him.

"Old man Jiang, 50 million, I will help you kill this Liang Biao."

Fifty million, kill Liang Biao!

The silent audience area is like a calm lake being thrown into a bombshell, causing a huge wave.

My God, which master dares to speak loudly in front of Liang Biao, aren’t you afraid of being killed?

Or was he not seeing Liang Biao's horror just now?

"Mr. Ning, what are you doing?" Jiang Yue's face changed drastically. He looked at Ning Xiaofan's persuasion and scolding.

"Mr. Ning, stop talking!"

Xue Zheng was almost scared, damn, haven’t you seen how cruel Liang Biao is?

Ye Buping's profound skills were beaten to death by his two moves. You jumped out at this time and it was like hitting a lantern in the toilet, looking for death.

But Ning Xiaofan seemed to have not heard him. He walked down the private room leisurely with the roast duck that he had not finished eating and came to the stage.

"That's what I said, what's wrong?"

He raised his slightly tender little white face, his face full of dissatisfaction, holding half of the roast duck in his left hand, and the corners of his mouth were greasy.

Everyone was confused. Is this kid crazy?

Liang Biao narrowed his eyes. He thought that Ning Xiaofan would dare to be so arrogant in front of him. He must have something to rely on. He asked:

"Boy, who is your master? Didn't you ask to respect seniors?"

Ning Xiaofan showed a disdainful expression while gnawing on the duck legs, "You have such poor kung fu, so you are so embarrassed to be my senior? As for my master, you are not qualified to know."

"I'm not qualified? Humph, boy, you're so crazy!"

Liang Biao snorted coldly, and the cold light in his eyes raged.

At this time, Jiang Yue and Fatty Ma hurried down.

Xue Zheng stepped forward, grabbed Ning Xiaofan's arm tightly, and cried, "Mr. Ning, things are already troublesome now, don't cause trouble for us!"

"Ning...Mr. Ning, please apologize to Liang Biao. He is not comparable to those of Yao Zhong!"

Fatty Ma was almost desperate.

Although Ning Xiaofan has a wide connection and great martial arts skills, he is a warrior with the peak of internal strength on the other side. He is not under secular control. It is useless to kill you even if you run to the ends of the world.

"Boss Ma is right." Jiang Yue frowned and said:

"Today, Liang Biao is considering my face and may not take action. But with his vengeful spirit, he will probably wait for an opportunity to take revenge in the future. Mr. Ning, it's better to apologize."

Ning Xiaofan shook the chicken leg in his hand, "Come on, even Ergou can't beat him with just his skill."

"Who is Ergou?" Xue Zheng blurted out.

"Ergou, he is my brother. He grew up in the village with me since he was a child and often practices boxing with me." Ning Xiaofan said casually.

"Hey, Mr. Ning, just listen to my advice."

Jiang Yue's tears are about to come down, why is he just spread such a live treasure?

At this time, Liang Biao's face turned dark.

Ergou?

Damn, this sounds like a slutty guy. If he can't even beat a small farmer, wouldn't he be practicing for more than 30 years in vain?

"The prince is looking for death!"

After saying that, Liang Biao jumped down from the stage, his big hand was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed Ning Xiaofan's throat!

"careful!"

Ye Buping, not far away, exclaimed.

The rules of the Dragon and Tiger Boxing world are that as long as you get off the stage, you can’t take action anymore. Liang Biao is so angry that he is so moved.

"This kid is finished." Ye Buping looked pale and shook his head. "The young man has practiced some kung fu and really thinks he is invincible in the world."

Everyone around Ning Xiaofan retreated like a tide, leaving him alone standing here alone, no one wanted to be affected.

However, at this moment, Ning Xiaofan sighed quietly and spit out two words.

“Too slow.”

After saying that, he freed his left hand and didn't even look at it, pushing it in the air!

Swish-

A faint white horse burst out from between his five fingers and surged towards Liang Biao.

"This is……"

Liang Biao's pupils suddenly shrank, and the next moment, a large amount of horror surged.

"The internal strength is released from the outside, and the master of the realm of transformation!"

"escape!"

Liang Biao did not hesitate at all. In front of a master, he did not dare to take care of his face. He turned around and fled wildly.

"Want to escape?"

Ning Xiaofan failed with one move, and used his right hand to smash the duck leg that had been left with half of it.

call out

The duck leg drew a graceful parabola and hit Liang Biao accurately on the back. With a "click", Liang Biao seemed to be hit by a cannonball, and his eyes were almost protruding out of his eye sockets!

"puff!!"

In the dumbfounded eyes of everyone, Liang Biao spewed out a mouthful of blood in the air, like a big bird with only broken wings falling on the ring.

Ning Xiaofan walked up to the ring step by step and looked at him playfully, "Are you still running?"
Chapter completed!