Luo Lang couldn't help but file it, and a young man wearing a training uniform in the East War Zone rushed out, and his eyes were filled with rage.

She Hu!

It was She Hu who forced Luo Lang back with one punch!

The three stages of the innate!

She Hu had clearly only had two innate levels before, but now he has advanced to the third innate level. This cultivation speed is very fast.

When She Hu was in the two stages of the innate realm, he was able to take over Pei Xinghun's Great Compassion Palm, but he suffered a little bit of minor injuries. Now his cultivation has improved greatly, and the punch just now is more than ten times more powerful.

Others don’t know, but She Hu knows that he almost used all his strength to the punch just now, and his fist was still trembling and numb.

Luo Lang's identity as a saint is definitely not a false reputation, and his combat power is far above Pei Xinghun. If he hadn't fought with the Hengbusan and then promoted unexpectedly after one night, he would have been afraid that he would not be able to take over his palm.

"Son of Qilin, this is Dongsheng Villa, not a place where you can go wild!" She Hu raised his head and raised his chest, and was not afraid of Luo Lang's murderous gaze.

"Your name is She Hu?"

"good!"

"I didn't expect that there were talents like you in rural places like Baiqi Academy. It's a pity that you shouldn't offend this Holy Son!" Luo Lang sneered.

"You Tao means that the upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked. With a master like you, it is not surprising that your servant has any virtue!" She Hu said.

"Looking for death!" Luo Lang was furious, slapped him with a palm, and caused huge waves out of thin air.
Chapter completed!