1997: C1997 Weak Poor

C1997 Weak Poor

In Pan Yi's opinion, he had been too careless just now.

As long as he was not careless, he felt that he could still easily kill Lin Fei.

There was no doubt about this.

Below the martial arts platform.

Chi You and Bian Po were so worried that they were about to die.

"Lin Fei, while Pan Yi is injured, hurry up and take Pan Yi's life. If you're late, it'll be too late!" Chi Youji said quickly.

Hearing this, the people from the Dragon God Empire.

They all nodded their heads and joined in the group of people who were trying to persuade Lin Fei.

Obviously, they agreed with what Chi Youji said.

Right now, this was the best opportunity for Lin Fei to kill Pan Yi.

With regards to persuading him to quickly kill Pan Yi, Lin Fei turned a deaf ear.

Seeing Lin Fei standing there motionlessly, Chi Youbai couldn't help but curse.

Could it be that Lin Fei's brain was flooded?

That's not right.

Even if Lin Fei's brain was flooded with water.

At this moment.

He should not have stood on the spot and allowed Pan Yi to heal his wounds!

To be more accurate, Lin Fei's brain should be full of sh * t.

Only this way could he explain why Lin Fei was standing on the spot and did not kill Pan Yi.

A few breaths later.

The injuries on Pan Yi's body had mostly healed.

"Lin Fei, just now, I was too careless. Otherwise, you would not have been able to harm a single hair on my head." Pan Yi said confidently.

"Is that so?" Lin Fei laughed in disdain.

The laughter had just died down.

Lin Fei moved.

He only used a thousandth of a breath to arrive in front of Pan Yi.

This time, Pan Yi was no longer being careless.

He held his breath as he stared unblinkingly at Lin Fei.

Lin Fei's speed was as fast as lightning.

However, he could still see Lin Fei's silhouette.

Here it comes.

Lin Fei arrived.

At this moment, Lin Fei still only threw out a punch.

With the fastest speed possible, Pan Yi drained all the spiritual energy in his body and placed it on top of his fist.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The spirit energy tore the air apart.

In an instant, a gale arose, and dust flew into the air. The sound was like a large bell, exploding by the ears of the surrounding people.

There were some cultivators with lower cultivations, whose bodies were like feathers floating in the air.

Strong!

It was so strong that it could cause one's scalp to explode!

"Die!" Pan Yi shouted.

As he said this, Pan Yi had already struck out with his strongest punch.

He did not believe that after draining all the spiritual energy in his body, the most powerful punch would not be enough to kill Lin Fei.

Earlier, he was heavily injured.

It was because he had been careless.

If he wasn't careless.

Even if there were a hundred Lin Fei, they would still be no match for him.

A hundred of Lin Fei were like a hundred ants in front of him, pitifully weak.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people.

Boom! *

Lin Fei's fist and Pan Yi's fist collided.

Pan Yi's face was filled with a cruel smile.

At this moment, in his mind, he had already imagined Lin Fei's body turning into a mass of bloody mist, causing his soul to be obliterated.

Thinking of this scene, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ahaha …"

The entire Skymount Inn was filled with Pan Yi's fiendish laughter.

Victory and defeat had not yet been decided.

Pan Yi already felt that he had defeated Lin Fei.

This led to everyone thinking that Pan Yi had defeated Lin Fei.

"Not good, that damned little bastard Lin Fei has most likely died in the hands of Pan Yi, damn it!" The domineering Rumbling Heaven cursed in a low voice.

In his heart, he prayed that Lin Fei would not die at the hands of Pan Yi.2

Unfortunately, he knew that such a possibility was close to non-existent.

Chi You and Jian's faces were filled with tears.

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