And a white liquid splashed out.

Qiu Hong's clothes were shattered by the powerful impact of Ye Ning's punch!

A mouthful of blood was spewed out on the spot!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the fish tank behind him broke, and the fish tank instantly split into pieces, and the water and fish inside were spilled out.

Everyone was stunned on the spot!

Han Ming was even more frightened.

"That white liquid is milk?!"

"Damn it! It's cruel enough?"

"Is this punch too fierce?"

"So cruel..."

"Why doesn't this person know how to be polite at all?"

Some people secretly scolded Qiuhong for being upset, but they were soon drowned by the voices of others, and no one would care about this at all.

Everyone in the crowd was stunned, and many people couldn't help but talk and tease each other when they saw this scene.

This scene was so funny, and someone almost burst into laughter.

Upon hearing this, Ye Ning couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Has the milk been blown out with one punch?

I have to say that the position of his punch was so appropriate. No wonder he felt that his fist touched something soft.

"Qiuhong?!"

Zhao Jianping's face changed in surprise and rushed forward to support her.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I kill you!!

Qiuhong's eyebrows were raised, her voice was harsh, and her breath was so mad that she was gradually distorted.

The harsh sound was extremely penetrating, and many people's eardrums were about to be shaken. The eyes were filled with endless anger, their hair was spread out, and their clothes were stained with water, and they looked quite embarrassed.

"Save it!"

Qiuhong broke free from Zhao Jianping's hand with force, and then rushed towards Ye Ning like crazy.

She felt she was humiliated!

The ball of flesh on my chest hurts faintly!

It may have hurt the ribs.

boom!

Qiuhong directly punched Ye Ning in the head, and wanted to kill him with one blow!

Boom!

Ye Ning is more fierce than him.

Those who do not have any energy accumulation are directly invincible iron fist.

Bang!

The two fists collided, and then the two quickly entangled together. At this time, Ye Ning opened his five fingers and clenched them tightly.

boom!

Qiu Hong was hit by another heavy punch in the chest on the spot.

puff!

Blood was squirting from the mouth.

Titicaca!

It smashed the 100-inch TV hanging on the wall.

Ye Ning was as steady as a rock, and his aura was terrifying. If a god of killing came, he looked at Qiuhong, who was gritting silver teeth and trying to stand up, and said coldly, "Wheel battle is useless to me! Are you two going together?"

Zhao Jianping narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light shone everywhere.

"Are you going to provoke the royal authority?!"

"Royal authority?"

Ye Ning looked at him coldly, smiled coldly, and said, "Can I think you are compromising again? Or are you afraid of death?"

"I just don't want to bully the small ones by the big ones!"

Zhao Jianping suddenly fell down.

"Then I will kill you?"

Ye Ning looked at him sarcastically.

Boom!

He pushed the iron fist directly over.

The terrifying fist wind blew the faces of the onlookers.

"snort!"

Zhao Jian twitched his face and directly swung his fist to fight.

He didn't expect that this young man was so unethical and was so arrogant and arrogant.

They didn't take them seriously at all, the two masters of the Heavenly List.

Bang!

The two fists collided together.

Click!

Dingdengdeng!!!

Zhao Jianping's soles of his feet wiped the ground and retreated violently.

The fist and the fingers were broken.

Swish!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ningruo forced a beast up, not giving Zhao Jianping a chance to breathe.

Boom!

Another iron fist!

The terrifying impact is like the vast ocean of waves.

puff!

Zhao Jianping spurted blood out of his mouth and his chest was penetrated by Ye Ning's fist.

Translucent front and back.

Blood fell to the ground drippingly.

A look of horror on his face!

His eyes tightened, and he looked down at his chest in disbelief, and his face couldn't help but twitch.

At the same time, blood flowed out from the mouth.

"How... possible?!"

Zhao Jianping frowned, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

He couldn't believe it. He was also a master of the Tianlist, and the two were only one star apart, but he was punched through his chest.

Puff!

Ye Ning retracted his arm coldly, with blood on it. He was still holding a rib in his hand.

This was taken off from Zhao Jianping’s body with a tough heart!

Plop!

Zhao Jianping fell backwards with his eyes uneasy, and the temperature on the corpse gradually became cold, and blood spread from his chest to the feet of everyone.

Everyone was stunned at this moment!

The hairs stand upside down!

A tingling scalp!

Especially Han Ming was even more frightened and a layer of cold sweat oozed out of his back.
To be continued...