"Coward! How did my father teach such an incompetent disciple like you?" Fu Fengming's eyes were spitting fire, and his words were rude.
Lu Zhipeng laughed and said, "Senior sister, junior brother, it's not up to you to decide whether I will succeed or not."
Fu Fengming glared at him fiercely and shouted, "You wait here, I'll go find An Xingquan right now!"
Lu Zhipeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Sister, please do it!"
After Fu Fengming comforted the teahouse owner for a few more words, he left in a hurry. [
The teahouse owner was very happy when he saw that Fu Fengming was willing to stand up for him. He thought things had turned around. Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Fengming left, Lu Zhipeng's expression changed. He looked at the teahouse owner coldly and said in a gloomy tone. "If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty! Since you are so infatuated with your wife, then I will simply let you and your husband reunite!"
After saying that, he raised his palm and slashed towards the teahouse owner's chest. His attack was ruthless, decisive and merciless, making it clear that he wanted to kill the teahouse owner.
"Lu Zhipeng, you are shameless!" He did not expect that Lu Zhipeng would attack an ordinary citizen in the human world. Ma Xiao was shocked and angry. He hurriedly stretched out his arms and faced him with both palms, trying to stop Lu Zhipeng.
Lu Zhipeng seemed to be doing it on a whim, but in fact he had a plan in mind. Before taking action, he thought that Ma Xiaosu Gong would not stand idly by. At the same time as one palm was struck, the other palm was already full of spiritual power. Seeing Ma Xiao raise his palms, he sneered, and another palm suddenly erupted. The powerful spiritual power surged like a surge, exceeding the limit of Ma Xiao's cultivation.
"Get away!" But upon hearing Lu Zhipeng's roar, Ma Xiao's palms flew to the side at the same time, and even his whole body could not help but be tilted to one side.
Even Ma Xiao couldn't resist, let alone Su Gong. He had just taken a step forward, but before he could take action, he was pinned down by Lu Zhipeng's remaining power and unable to move. Su Gong had just broken through the innate shackles, and he didn't have the adventure like Ma Xiao. There was a huge gap between him and Lu Zhipeng, a fourth-level monk.
Suppressing Ma Xiaosu Gong with one palm, Lu Zhipeng's eyes flashed sharply, and he struck at the teahouse owner's palm. He accelerated suddenly and was about to hit the teahouse owner's chest in the blink of an eye.
"Humph!" Seeing that the teahouse owner was about to die at his hands, Lu Zhipeng was about to sneer a few times, but a deep groan suddenly came from his ears.
This deep groan was not loud, and it did not condense any spiritual power, but it had a majesty that frightened Lu Zhipeng. It sounded in his ears, and it was like an invisible punch, punching hard in his heart. Not only did his whole body tremble, but the spiritual power surging in his body was also affected by it, and there were signs of chaos. Not caring about taking the life of the teahouse owner anymore, Lu Zhipeng hurriedly gathered his mind, his mind sank, and after a lot of effort, he was able to contain the shaking spiritual power in his body without causing any internal injuries.
In this short moment, cold sweat broke out on Lu Zhipeng's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper.
That muffled groan had dissipated, but it left an indelible shadow in his heart. Subconsciously, he had no doubt that if the person who just made that cold snort wanted to kill him, it would not be much more difficult than squeezing an ant to death.
"Who... who is it?" Lu Zhipeng's voice was trembling, and his expression was extremely nervous, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
A pair of eyes moved rapidly, scanning Ma Xiao, Su Gong, and Qin Dong's bodies. Finally, they suddenly widened, looking straight at Qin Dong, and asked in a nagging voice, "You... what on earth are you doing?" Who is he?"