1206: C1206 The Tiles Hit His Face

C1206 The Tiles Hit His Face

Bang!

"Bang!"

The two of them exchanged their palms very quickly. Before the others could see the situation clearly, they saw Sima Ann flying backward and crashing into the tea table in the living room.

The cups and plates fell to the ground and splashed all over the place.

Sima Ann stood up and looked at his own hands in a daze.

The hand that was facing Ye Hong's palm was already swollen.

"How, how is this possible..."

Sima Ann was confident that he was a genius who had mastered the Eight Trigram Palm. How could he be defeated by an unknown young man?

"Who are you?!"

Sima Ann yelled at Ye Hong in shock and anger, "Why do you know the ancient martial arts in my sect?!"

Ye Hong looked indifferent, but he felt guilty.

He could already tell that the guy in front of him was a disciple of the Eight Trigrams Sect.

As for Ye Hong's Ancient Martial Arts, he had been tricked by Sima Chongting.

If his reputation was not good, of course he would not be able to tell Sima Ann about his martial arts background.

In Sima Ann's eyes, Ye Hong's silence seemed to ignore his existence.

"Damn it!"

Sima Ann could not bear it. He waved his fist again and rushed towards Ye Hong.

This time, he used another martial art of the Eight Trigrams Sect - the Eight Trigram Fist.

The wind of the fist was piercingly cold, carrying a thick killing intent.

Sima Ann was pleasantly surprised. It seemed like he had broken through!

"This time, I must beat you until your teeth are all over the ground!"

Sima Ann, who was full of confidence, could not help but reveal a cold smile.

Ye Hong shook his head, feeling a little bored.

Compared to Ye Hong's previous opponents, the Sima Ann in front of him was merely a Ancient Fighters, not even a Ancient Qi Fighter.

Therefore, Sima Ann never put any pressure on Ye Hong from the beginning to the end.

However, Sima Ann didn't seem to realize the huge gap between him and Ye Hong. He continued to attack Ye Hong like a moth flying into the fire.

Ye Hong really didn't have the mood to accompany him. He stepped on the ground casually.

This step was like a god descending from the heavens, directly sending a piece of tile flying into the sky.

Sima Ann, who was halfway there, found a large tile flying towards him.

"No!"

Bang!1

With a scream of despair, Sima Ann's face came into close contact with the tile.

He was sent flying again by the violent force coming from the tile.

Coincidentally, the place where he fell was near the coffee table.

Unfortunately, he was not as lucky as before this time.

Ye Hong, who was in pain, had already added a little bit of ancient aura into his attack.

However, this little bit of qi was a fatal blow to Sima Ann, who was under the heavenly chasm.

His face was badly mangled, and half of his mouth had been hit askew.

With the front tooth as the center, dozens of teeth that extended to both sides flew out in unison.

Sima Ann, who was lying on the ground, was trembling all over as he looked at Ye Hong in shock.

"Gu Ku (Qi) Martial Bone (person)?!"

Because of the wind leaking out of his teeth, Sima Ann could not even utter a complete sentence.

Ye Hong shot him a cold glance but did not respond.

In fact, if it were not for the fact that this guy was from the same sect as Sima Chongting, Ye Hong's action would have been even more serious. At this moment, Sima Ann could not possibly still be awake.

Even so, Sima Ann had realized something. He immediately shut his mouth tightly, not daring to look at Ye Hong anymore.

In Ancient Martial Realm, Ancient Fighters was born without any right to speak in front of Ancient Qi Fighter warriors.

As for the others in the hall, they were already dumbfounded by what they saw.

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