Seeing this, Konggu and Youlan were furious in an instant.

Just when he was about to take action again, Zhao Hongying raised his hand to stop him.

"You are not his opponent, let me do it."

She slowly stood up and swept through the crowd with cold eyes.

The group of people who were still laughing just now shivered inexplicably and their voices instantly became smaller.

Somehow, they actually had the illusion of being targeted by the god of death.

"Oh? I didn't expect that I could still see such a top-notch here. I'm so lucky today."

After seeing Zhao Hongying's face, the man in white couldn't help but lit up his eyes and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You seem to look down on women?"

Zhao Hongying's face was indifferent, and there was no emotion in her eyes: "I will give you a chance now. If you can survive three moves in my hands, I will spare you all the time."

"Don't let us die?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned at first and then laughed.

"I said beauty, have you not figured out the situation yet? Now, you are the turtles in the jar!"

"I'm pretty, but unfortunately I have some problems with my brain."

"Beauty, if I block you three moves, would you marry me?"

The man in white smiled jokingly, obviously not taking it seriously.

"good."

Zhao Hongying nodded.

Then with one hand, a teacup on the table suddenly flew out and shot at the man in white.

"That's it?"

The man in white smiled and lined up his palms to the teacup.

"Bang!"

There was only a loud bang.

The tea cup exploded and the tea splashed everywhere.

At the moment of contact, the man in white flew more than ten meters away as if he was hit by a train.

Then with a "bang", it hit the wall heavily, spitting blood.

"ah?!"

The sudden scene shocked everyone.

No one expected that the majestic and unstoppable senior brother just now would be shaken away by a teacup.

"How is that possible?!"

Looking at the man in white who vomited blood, Fan Jian was shocked.

That is his father's most proud disciple, the senior brother of Yin and Yang Sect, and the strong man on the Tianlist!

Such an existence was actually vomited blood by one move.

That's too exaggerated, right?

"You...what did you just move?!"

The man in white was panting and full of shock.

He couldn't accept that the other party defeated himself with just one teacup, and there must be something strange about it.

"There are two more tricks."

Zhao Hongying had a expressionless face and her eyes were terrifyingly cold, as if she was looking at a dead person.

"Quick! Come together!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man in white shouted.

"Catch her!"

After a slight stunned, the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect rushed forward in an instant, trying to use the number of people to make up for the gap.

"Swoosh!"

Zhao Hongying's body flashed, turning into a red afterimage, quickly passing through the crowd.

Wherever he passed, people were rushing up and horses were whispering, screaming in pain.

In just two breaths, all the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had fallen to the ground.

Broken hands and feet, and wailing.

Fan Jian, who was hiding behind, stood there in a panic and completely lost his voice.

"You men are nothing more than that."

Zhao Hongying looked down at her with a cold and arrogant look on her face.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from behind.

Zhao Hongying looked back and saw that her murderous intent suddenly surged.

I saw the man in white standing beside Lu Chen at some point.
Chapter completed!