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"Regret?" Feng Jiu raised her chin slightly, her brows full of confidence and recklessness: "I never do anything that I regret."
“Okay! Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!” The head of the Luo family said with a gloomy face. He waved his hand to signal the clan member to retreat, and walked forward to the middle of the field, opposite Fengjiu.
When the people around saw this scene, their eyes flickered with interest.
At this moment, they couldn't help but wonder about the strength of this man in green.
If he was not absolutely sure, how could he dare to challenge the dignified Luo family's Patriarch? Moreover, Zhuo Junyue and the old man just watched quietly and did not stop him. It seemed that the two of them must have trusted him very much.
If this is true, then how terrifying is this person's strength? Being able to conceal his true strength in front of so many people, it is clear that he must be above all of them.
However, this man’s bone age shows that he is just a young man in his twenties. Does he really possess such terrifying strength
The heads of several hidden families looked at each other and thought to themselves. As the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly than an insider. They can see clearly here, but they are afraid that this young man is not easy to deal with. However, the head of the Luo family obviously did not see this clearly.
Some of them shook their heads secretly, some sighed, and finally said, "The third game begins!" Regardless of winning or losing, there will always be a result, so let's wait and see! Maybe they just thought too much.
However, just as their voices fell, the head of the Luo family in the field put one hand behind his back, looked at Feng Jiu with sharp eyes, and said in a low and contemptuous voice: "To deal with someone like you, one hand is enough for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand surged with spiritual energy, and his figure instantly rushed towards Fengjiu, with a palm wind mixed with dark power. The momentum was so fierce and the speed was so fast that it could be said that it was only slightly slower than Hunyuanzi in the previous round.
As soon as he made a move, the heads of several hidden families around him gasped and exclaimed: "Brother Luo has actually reached the middle level of the Immortal Saint!"
With such strength, even if he only used one hand, he could beat the young man until his teeth broke. It seemed that their previous worries were unnecessary.
They turned their gaze towards the young man who was standing still, and saw that he was not surprised or afraid when facing a strong man like the Patriarch of Luo family, and there was a faint and mocking smile on his face. Seeing the expression on the young man's face, several people couldn't help but feel puzzled.
It was not until the palm of the Luo family patriarch was right in front of the young man's eyes, and even they were a little worried for him, that he spoke slowly.
"You think you can defeat me with just one hand? You are too confident."
Fengjiu's gentle voice came out with a hint of laziness. Looking at the palm that was coming towards her, she just slightly misaligned her steps, and her figure flashed by like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, she avoided the palm attack of Master Luo and came behind him, kicking him easily.
"Um!"
He was kicked unexpectedly on the knee, and the force caused his knee to bend involuntarily, and he fell forward in a somewhat embarrassed manner.