One of the Thirteen Taibao, Ba Xiong's sworn brother, Poison Eagle Hai Dongqing.
Lu Fan knew that the two of them would meet one day sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.
I was also secretly shocked that Lu Jianping was so determined to deal with him this time that he actually invited the dignified Thirteen Taibao to serve as bodyguards for Tang Sheng. If word of this spread, I am afraid it would cause a big sensation in the ancient martial arts world.
When Lu Fan looked at Hai Dongqing, Hai Dongqing also noticed him.
Eyes facing each other.
Hai Dongqing felt like the world was spinning, his head buzzed, and it exploded!
Thousands of souls and ghosts howl!
The eighteen levels of hell tremble!
The mountains of corpses and seas of bones are horrific!
The blood covered the sun, and endless bones floated!
It's like being in Shura Hell!
…
"puff!"
A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of Hai Dongqing's mouth.
Hai Dongqing closed his eyes in horror, trying not to look into Lu Fan's pupils.
This mental power was so terrifying. He believed that he had killed countless people and had already forged a heart as strong as iron and stone. However, he never expected that he would be defeated so miserably just by looking at each other!
If I hadn't bitten the tip of my tongue just now and woke up from the illusion, my martial arts heart would have been shattered by the opponent's mental impact, and I would have turned into a useless person!
Did this guy kill more people than himself?
Hai Dongqing quickly rejected this idea. After all, he knew a little bit about Lu Fan's background. Although he had killed people, it was impossible for him to reach such a terrifying level of violence.
Unless, what he himself cultivates is this kind of mental attack.
This is his trump card!
Thinking of this, Hai Dongqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As one of the Thirteen Taibao, although he can leapfrog and kill the ancient martial arts grand master, he is still at the half-step master level after all, and his mental strength is still very different from that of a real grand master.
But just now, he was unprepared and faced Lu Fan's long-planned attack. He was caught off guard and naturally suffered a mental breakdown and was defeated.
However, if two people were to fight against each other, fist to fist, Hai Dongqing was still confident that he could kill Lu Fan with his claws within ten moves, turning this ancient martial arts master in name only.
Into a puddle of meat!
While Hai Dongqing secretly felt resentful, Lu Fan slowly withdrew his gaze, an imperceptible scarlet flashing in his eyes.