Rebirth of the Supreme Evil Emperor

"Hehe, you're letting this kid die just like that?" Chang Shang glanced at Su He and laughed contemptuously, "You dare to provoke me, a mere early stage inner strength? "Don't worry, since you are still a junior, I will leave you with a complete corpse."

"You're courting death!" While Su He was still young and arrogant, and practiced martial arts every day, he was provoked by Chang Shang's words and flew into a rage.

The moment the two touched, they separated. The next moment, a black figure flew out and crashed into a pillar of the pavilion, causing the entire pavilion to tremble.

"Su He!"

Qiu Zhen An's face changed when Chang Shang acted, but before he could move to stop him, Su He was sent flying.

Just then, everyone followed the direction of the figure that flew out. They saw Su He, who laid paralyzed on the ground, had a fist imprint on his chest, which was deeply caved in.

He was like a pile of mud. He could only exhale and not breathe.

"Hehe, your disciple isn't dead yet. Now it's your turn." Chang Shang laughed as he licked his lips, a bloodthirsty look flashing across his eyes.

Upon seeing Su He's miserable state, Qiu Zhen An's heart chilled. His original confidence was long gone.

Su He was the strongest out of the few disciples under his name. Even if he went all out, he would still need at least three moves to defeat him. And now, this disciple of his couldn't even take one of Chang Shang's punches, then wouldn't Chang Shang's strength be stronger than him, Qiu Zhen An?

Under Yao Tianhao's anticipating gaze, he walked up to Chang Shang, clasped his hands, and said, "I am the instructor of this county's Heavy Armor Infantry Army, Eight Extreme Gate's Qiu Zhenan. May I know who you are?"

"Hmph, stop talking about these useless things. My master is from overseas, it's impossible for you to know him. Hurry up and send me to my death." Chang Shang sneered, and threw a punch at Qiu Zhen An.

Immediately, a series of heavy punches and kicks sounded out.

Dong, dong, dong!

Yao Tianhao, Lei Kai, and the rest of the commoners who retreated to the corner of the pavilion could only see two black silhouettes battling in the empty space. Each of their punches carried a whistling wind.

Wherever they fought, the flower vases, stone benches, and furniture were all shattered into pieces by the scattered energy. Even the pillars that were as thick as two people's arms were broken, causing the entire pavilion to sway from side to side.

"This is an inner strength warrior?" "Too terrifying." Yao Tianhao looked at the two of them who were as invincible as tyrannosaurs. He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

It was only now that he realized that he was just a spectator. He had his back against the Fan family for more than ten years in the Prefecture Country and thought that they were number two. He had no idea that there was someone in the outside world that could squash him with just one hand.

Even in the Prefecture Country, there was such a powerful existence.

'After this battle, even if I have to spend a lot of effort and money, I'll have to recruit an inner strength expert by my side. Otherwise, I'll never know when I'll be killed.

Yao Tian Hao looked at the two of them as they battled. He was thinking this, but he was praying for Qiu Zhen An to win now. Otherwise, he would have lost his life here tonight. How could he care about recruiting inner strength experts in the future?