With a "Pu" sound, Ye Xiu's body fell heavily to the ground, but ejected as soon as possible.

"Yes, it seems that my disciple died at your hands is not wronged at all..." Seeing that Ye Xiu jumped up so quickly, the old man snorted, but stepped forward again and punched him out.

A more terrifying boxing force instantly blasted out, like a meteor hitting Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu's face changed drastically, and the true energy in his body was running wildly, and he also punched out with all his strength.

Another loud bang came, and the fist power condensed by Ye Xiu was instantly shattered, and his whole body was bombarded backwards again.

However, this fist strength was also weakened a lot by his energy, which made him feel a little better.

His body floated to the ground, and he turned over and Ye Xiu climbed up again.

"Senior, you keep saying that I will kill your disciple, so that I will let me know who your disciple is?" This time, before the old man took action again, Ye Xiu spoke quickly.

He didn't want to be remembered by a grand master for some reason.

"Oh? Listen to this tone, there are quite a few people who die in your hands. Well, I'll let you understand. I'm Ximen Qingluan's master, Tang Kui..." The old man grinned and raised his hand suddenly. A huge palm print condensed by the true energy appeared above Ye Xiu's head and slapped at Ye Xiu at full speed.

Ye Xiu's pupils contracted.

Ximen Qingluan’s master? The strange man who took Ximen Qingluan away when Ximen Qingluan was very young?

But didn’t Ximen Qingluan run away that day? He just hurt him hard, but he didn’t kill him?

Facing the completely substantial palm print, Ye Xiu had no time to explain, so he could only try his best to mobilize the true energy in his body and punch it out.

A golden dragon shadow soared into the sky from his body, and it was the hidden dragon that emerged from the abyss.

"Boom!" A loud bang, the Dragon Shadow Fist, which was also like a substance, hit the palm of his hand, but it was like glass hitting a stone, and it instantly shattered.

And the huge palm print just paused slightly and continued to slap at Ye Xiu.

However, Ye Xiu had already retreated when he punched this punch, avoiding the area covered by the giant palm.

Suddenly, there was another loud noise, and the majestic palm prints hit the ground hard, and a huge deep pit was smashed on the spot. The shape of the deep pit was a huge handprint.

Looking at this huge deep pit, Ye Xiu felt a cold sweat on his forehead. If he had been slower just now, he might have turned into a pool of meat paste now. The strength of the Grand Master is indeed extraordinary.

"Senior, Ximen Qingluan is not dead..." Seeing that Tang Kui was about to take action again, Ye Xiu quickly spoke.

"Hmm?" Tang Kui, who had raised his hand again, was slightly stunned.

"I did have a battle with him that day, but only the winner was decided, but not the life and death were decided..." Ye Xiu quickly told the situation of fighting with Ximen Qingluan in the desert that day.

The opponent's strength is too strong, and it is impossible to resist with him alone.

He doesn't want to die here for nothing.

Tang Kui frowned, as if thinking about the authenticity of Ye Xiu's words, and seemed to be considering something else.

"Is that true?" Finally, Tang Kui asked again.

"It's true!" Ye Xiu nodded repeatedly.

"Since that's the case, I will give you a chance to survive and take another punch. If you don't die, you can leave!" Just when Ye Xiu thought the other party would believe his words and thus holds his own identity and is embarrassed to continue to take action, Tang Kui suddenly said lightly.
Chapter completed!