Supreme Pill Emperor

"Brother Feng, kill the boy with red flame ice palm!"

Su Tang's pupils contracted fiercely! It's not good to cry in my heart!

The light emitted by the red flame ice palm is enough to melt gold and jade. Even if I can see through his flaws at a glance, I'm afraid the heaven reliant blade can't get close to his palms within five steps... I can't really fight this hairy boy who only has the realm of great martial arts?!

Su Tang is a proud student in his heart. He has a strong temperament when he meets strong. He has never been afraid of anyone in his previous life. Even if he is reborn into a physical body, he can still abolish Cheng Zheng at the peak of the martial arts teacher in one move. Now this young man is just a warrior at the peak, and he is afraid of him!

Take a big bet! See if his heaven reliant blade is sharp or his Feng family's red flame ice palm is stronger!

"Why don't you show up? Young master, my face is clean. Can't you see that guy with bad eyes?" Su Tang said with a smile in his mouth. He had already played a twelve point spirit in his heart. Yitian blade slipped out of the naxu ring and hid it in his palm.

"Well, since you want to die, I'll finish you first!" Feng Zhi didn't talk. He took a step and held his palms high. At that time, the light was as bright as a flame in the air, and a scorching heat wave rushed out. At that time, everyone outside the house was forced to step back several steps.

Feng Zhi's eyes were fixed on Su Tang's face, which showed a cruel smile like a cat playing with a mouse. He wanted to see the boy turn into fly ash under his hands. He also wanted to see how long the expert behind the boy could hide.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, and his hot palms pressed down on Su Tang's head bit by bit, just like two huge pieces of Tong iron, burning a galloping flame, which was closer and closer to Su Tang's head and heart

Suddenly, with a "Chi" sound, several strands of hair on Su Tang's head couldn't stand the heat. They burned and flashed a bright and dazzling fire. Su Tang only felt that the heart of his head was hot!

Feng Zhi's face can't help showing a proud grin... At this moment, even if the expert behind the boy makes a move, it's too late to save the boy's life!

"Zheng -"

There was a crisp sound, a cold white awn flashed, the dazzling fire on Su Tang's head went out instantly, and there was a burning smell of burnt hair in the air!

Then

"Ah -" a miserable cry, accompanied by the burning smell of hair, spread to the outside of the practice room.

The whole room was silent and everyone was numb!

Feng Zhi's mind is blank. His eyes are dull. He looks at his right palm. A small dagger no longer than an inch has penetrated his palm. The bright red blood is flowing down the snow shining blade bit by bit

He raised his head blankly. He couldn't even feel the sharp pain in his palm. He didn't dare to look at Su Tang opposite. Is this dagger? When did it appear? How did it happen? I didn't give a clue?

Su Tang looked relaxed, stretched out his palm and patted on his head, wiped out several strands of charred hair, then tilted his head and looked at Feng Zhi, smiled and said: "originally, you are the same as Cheng Zheng. You really have bad eyes! Didn't I remind you just now that you have bad eyes and need to take medicine!"

"Poof -" Rao Shifeng Zhixiu was extraordinary, and he was so angry that he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Su Tang falsely raised his index finger and shook it slightly. Feng Zhi immediately felt a sharp pain in his palm. The silver dagger was shaking around his palm with Su Tang's fingers. He realized in horror that the fate of his palm was completely in the hands of the opposite waste boy!

As long as the other party shakes his finger, his palm will be abandoned immediately and become a disabled person like his cousin Cheng Zheng

Feng Zhi's face instantly turned pale. He stared at Su Tang's fingertips in fear and said in a trembling voice: "don't, don't... don't move..."

"Don't move if you tell me not to move. Why should I listen to you, young master? Hmm?" Su Tang glanced at him obliquely, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.

"Please... Please, please, don't move, ah, don't move." Feng Zhi's legs trembled and couldn't stand steadily. For a moment, he had no fighting spirit and pleaded.

From childhood to childhood, he lived a smooth life. He was praised as a jewel at home and a proud son in the eyes of everyone at school. He never suffered a little setback and developed his arrogance. At this time, once he was made obedient, he had no backbone at all. This plea was only heard by Cheng Zheng's close friends, Look pale.

Cheng Zheng, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up just at this time. He just heard Feng Zhi's plea. He immediately ejected another mouthful of old blood and fainted again.