"boom!"
"Snapped!"
The two exchanged palms so fast that before anyone else could see the situation clearly, they saw Sima An flying backwards and hitting the coffee table in the living room.
The cup and plate fell to the ground, causing a mess on the floor.
Sima An stood up and looked at his hands stupidly.
The hand facing Ye Hong was already swollen.
"How, how is it possible?"
Sima An was confident that he was a master of Baguazhang in his sect, so how could he be defeated by an unknown young man
"who are you?!"
Sima An was shocked and angry and yelled at Ye Hong: "Why are you an ancient martial artist from my sect?!"
Ye Hong looks indifferent on the surface, but in fact he is extremely guilty inside.
He could already tell that the guy in front of him was a disciple of the Bagua Sect.
Ye Hong's ancient Bagua sect martial arts was tricked from Sima Chongting.
Of course he was embarrassed to mention the origin of his martial arts to Sima An.
In Sima An's eyes, Ye Hong's silence seemed to ignore his existence.
"hateful!"
Sima An couldn't bear the humiliation, and once again raised his fist and ran towards Ye Hong.
But this time, he used Bagua Quan, another martial art of the Bagua Sect.
The fist was fierce and filled with murderous intent.
Sima An was pleasantly surprised, he seemed to have made a breakthrough!
"This time I will definitely beat you to the point where you are full of teeth!"
Sima An, whose self-confidence was inflated, couldn't help but smile coldly.
Ye Hong shook his head slightly bored.
Compared with the opponents Ye Hong had encountered before, the Sima An in front of him was just an ancient warrior, not even an ancient Qi warrior.
Therefore, Sima An never put any pressure on Ye Hong from the beginning to the end.
However, Sima An himself didn't seem to realize the huge gap between himself and Ye Hong, and still rushed toward Ye Hong like a moth to a flame.
Ye Hong was really not in the mood to practice moves with an [ancient warrior kid], so he casually stepped on the ground.
This step was like a giant spirit descending from the earth and directly sending a certain tile on the ground flying into the sky.
Sima An, who was halfway through the attack, found a large ceramic tile flying towards him!
"No!"
"boom!"
With a desperate scream, Sima An's face came into close contact with the ceramic tile.
The whole person flew backwards again because of the violent force coming from the tiles.
Coincidentally, the place where it fell was near the coffee table.
Unfortunately, this time he was not as lucky as before.
Ye Hong, who was so cruel, had already added a little bit of ancient martial arts to his attack.
But just this little breath was a fatal blow to Sima An under the chasm!
His face was bloody and bloody, and half of his mouth was knocked out of shape.
Centered on the front teeth, dozens of teeth extending to both sides flew out.
Sima An, who was paralyzed on the ground, trembling all over, looked at Ye Hong in horror.
"Gu Ku (qi) martial bone (person)?!"
Because of the leaking teeth, Sima An couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
Ye Hong glanced at him coldly and did not respond.
In fact, if it hadn't been for the fact that this guy was Sima Chongting's sect, Ye Hong would have struck harder, and Sima An would never have been awake at this time.
But even so, Sima An realized something and immediately shut his mouth tightly, not daring to look at Ye Hong again.
In the world of ancient martial arts, ancient warriors inherently have no say in front of ancient Qi warriors.
Others in the hall were already dumbfounded.
(End of chapter)