Zhao Qilin also realized that Dian Chu was really strong, and with his subordinates, no one could be Dian Chu's opponent.

He could no longer sit still and said in a deep voice: "Ignorance and reckless man, don't be arrogant. I personally teach you a lesson."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and swept away the teacup on the table.

The teacup roared out like a cannonball and smashed towards Dian Chu.

Dian Chu was slightly shocked, raised his hand and punched him, smashing the flying teacup to pieces.

However, his entire right arm was also numb.

Dian Chu was secretly surprised. The land of China is full of hidden tigers and hidden dragons. Zhao Qilin is really capable of becoming the leader of the Hongmen branch!

Dian Chu realized that Zhao Qilin was a strong man and his strength was not inferior to him, so he immediately put away his contempt and was about to fight with all his strength.

However, Chen Ning had already seen that Zhao Qilin's strength was not inferior to Dian Chu. Even if Dian Chu could beat Zhao Qilin, it would probably be at the cost of being injured.

Chen Ning said, "Zhao Qilin, I agreed to take on all your subordinates' challenges. Why did you take action yourself?"

"Soldiers vs. generals vs. generals. Since Zhao Qilin, you personally take action, I will accompany you for two moves."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qilin walked straight to Chen Ning: "I thought it was boring to kill an unknown young man. Since Chen Ning, you are looking for death, I will give you my help."

Chen Ning smiled: "I also want to see and see. What is your ability to call yourself a marshal?"

Zhao Qilin raised his hand and punched him.

With one punch, the wind howled, like a kirin hissing, with extraordinary power.

"It's interesting!"

Chen Ning said, raising his hand also punched him.

boom!

The two fists collided, making a sound as strong as thunder.

Chen Ning's body remained motionless, but Zhao Qilin slid backwards seven or eight meters away.

Zhao Qilin stabilized his body and said in surprise: "No wonder he is called the Chinese God of War. It turns out that he has some kung fu, and it seems that he is worthy of my serious master."

He said, posing a starting posture of Qilin Fist.

In an instant, his momentum immediately changed drastically, and an invisible domineering aura spread from him and swept the entire audience.

Zhao Qilin's feet were slightly bent, like Qilin who was accumulating energy.

Everyone at the scene looked at Zhao Qilin and couldn't help but feel dazed. Zhao Qilin in front of him turned into a fierce Qilin beast with fangs and sharp claws.

But after a trance, the illusion in front of me disappeared, Qilin disappeared, and Zhao Qilin was still ready to go.

Zhang Yingyang, Lin Zhengmao and the Hong family members at the scene all showed their heart-wrenching expressions.

Dian Chu and the Eight Tiger Guards looked at each other, and they were both secretly shocked. There were countless capable people in the world. They had met a soul-catching master before, and now they met Zhao Qilin again.

Just by looking at Zhao Qilin's majestic aura, it even affected the nerves and senses of the people around him, causing short-term hallucinations to appear in the people around him, it can be seen that Zhao Qilin is already a powerful ancient martial arts master at the level of a master.

Chen Ning stepped forward and punched casually, and still used the most basic jab in the military fighting technique.

This punch was ordinary, but when the fist was swung out, the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard in the air.

What?

Zhao Qilin's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to neglect, and his body suddenly moved.

Boom!

The ground under Zhao Qilin's feet was shattered, and he was like a beast, bringing out a shadow and rushing towards Chen Ning.

The two fists fought.

boom!

Another thunderous explosion.

Zhao Qilin's whole body was as if he was struck by lightning.

The whole person flew back uncontrollably, and with a rumbling sound, smashing the Eight Immortals Table in the hall to pieces.

Everyone at the scene was too late to exclaim.

Chen Ning was already following Zhao Qilin like a shadow.

As soon as Zhao Qilin stood up, Chen Ning had already arrived in front of him, and Chen Ning's fist also roared.

His face changed drastically, he screamed strangely, raised his arms, crossed his arms and punched Chen Ning.

boom!

Chen Ning punched Zhao Qilin's arms directly.

Zhao Qilin was so angry that he squatted on the ground, his face was as bright as gold paper, and his throat rolled twice, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The scene was dead silent.

Lin Zhengmao, Zhang Yingyang, and countless children from the Hongmen branch were all stupid.

The second-road marshal Zhao Qilin was defeated simply by Chen Ning, and it was a crushing defeat.
Chapter completed!