The disciple said proudly: "I am Huo Yuanzhen, the martial arts master here! You should have heard of it! There is a poster of his martial arts hall at the entrance of the airport."

He saw Huo Yuanzhen when he walked into the plane just now. At this moment, Chen Xingran glanced at Huo Yuanzhen and smiled and said, "Martial Arts Master? Huo Yuanzhen? Your master's name is so interesting."

"Fuck! Isn't you able to make fun of my master's name? In our country, Master Huo is someone who has been seen by the head of state! You dare to disrespect my master."

Chen Xingran smiled and said, "I have never heard of your master's name. The first time I heard about it, I just found it a little funny. I really don't mean to be disrespectful."

If the foreign disciple hadn't been because this was a public place, he would have done something. He took out a two-kilometer knife and threw it on Chen Xingran: "Take the money and get out to another location!"

Chen Xingran took a look at the money that fell to the ground. He took out a four-kilometer knife from his wallet and threw it on the head of the foreign disciple: "I will give you a four-kilometer knife, please disappear from my eyes."

"Are you okay? Is it so hard to get a seat?"

At this moment, Huo Yuanzhen came over, and he felt a little disgusted with the foreign disciples' slut.

The foreign disciple said to his master Huo Yuanzhen: "Master, this person not only refuses to give up his seat, but also disrespects you. He just used money to smash me and let us disappear from him!"

Huo Yuanzhen immediately stared at Chen Xingran with a very ugly expression: "Boy, don't you know who I am?"

"Huo Yuan··The Master of Zhenwu Dao is not fake, I know."

"court death!"

Huo Yuanzhen raised his hand and pushed his palm out of thin air. This palm was filled with internal strength. If a normal person was fanned by the palm of this palm, his lungs would be damaged and he would cough continuously.

However, Huo Yuanzhen's palm was slapped, and Chen Xingran's clothes were obviously sunken. However, Chen Xingran, like nothing happened, picked up a bottle of drink, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Xia Surou beside her, as if she didn't take Huo Yuanzhen seriously.

"What a hell!"

Huo Yuanzhen waved another palm at Chen Xingran, and the wind blew Chen Xingran's hair, but Chen Xingran was still motionless.

"Is he also a warrior? His temples are flat, his hands are not calloused, his words are ordinary, and he doesn't have any breath of a warrior on his body! He can't be a warrior!"

"I don't believe it!"

Huo Yuanzhen slapped Chen Xingran again. There were so many people here, and many people watched him. He slapped Chen Xingran with one palm, regardless of whether he really slapped Chen Xingran.

But after he secretly let out several palms, Chen Xingran had nothing to do and was chatting and laughing with Xia Surou beside him.

"What the hell is going on?" Huo Yuanzhen was almost depressed. Even after sending so many dark palms, he was so tired that he was a little panting.

"I don't believe in this evil!"

Huo Yuanzhen slapped Chen Xingran's body with the last palm. As a result, his hand just touched Chen Xingran's body, suddenly he felt his lungs tumble, as if they were about to explode. Then Huo Yuanzhen began to cough violently, almost coughing out his lungs.

Chen Xingran just returned the internal energy that Huo Yuanzhen had just beaten, and almost doubted his life.
Chapter completed!