Chapter: 1231
Musha?
As soon as the young man made his move, Ji Fan immediately sensed it.
He never thought that in this place, he could still meet the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom.
However, this young man's cultivation is very general, only the level of inner strength.
Seeing that the young man's hand was about to catch Zhang Yue.
At this time, Ji Fan flicked his finger, and a spiritual force shot silently in the air.
puff!
This blow hit the young man's wrist.
Ji Fan just wanted to give him a warning, so the shot was not very serious.
However, even so, the young man's expression changed instantly.
His hand that stretched out to Zhang Yue, like an electric shock, pulled it back suddenly, a look of extreme pain on his face.
"Bitch, you dare to piss me off!"
In addition to the pain, the young man cursed at Zhang Yue at the same time.
In her opinion, Zhang Yue must have stabbed him with a hidden weapon such as a needle.
As soon as the young man said these words, Zhang Yue couldn't bear it any longer, she stepped forward and slapped her.
Snapped!
Five clear fingerprints instantly appeared on the young man's face.
"Hmph, didn't your parents teach you to speak well?"
Zhang Yue started spraying directly.
The young man looked like a proud and arrogant person. He was slapped in public by Zhang Yue, his cheeks suddenly turned red, and his eyes were full of anger.
"you wanna die."
Saying that, he raised his hand and slapped it towards Zhang Yue.
This palm of the youth has already used the innate cultivation of inner strength.
Seeing this scene, Ji Fan shook his head secretly and flicked his fingers again.
puff!
Naturally, the young man flew upside down without any resistance, and smashed directly into a cabinet five meters away, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.
This huge noise suddenly ushered in the onlookers of many people around.
At this moment, the young man vomited blood, got up, his facial features were distorted, and his face was extremely gloomy.
Just got a blow, let him see it.
It wasn't Zhang Yue who shot in front of him, but someone else.
He immediately realized that there are masters here.
After realizing this, the young man clutched his chest and barely stood up. He looked at Zhang Yue angrily, and glanced at the people around Zhang Yue at the same time.
"Okay, okay, dare to hurt me, you wait."
With that said, the young man staggered and ran out.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yue took a sip.
"WTF?"
After speaking, she continued to check in.
Soon, Zhang Yue completed the check-in procedures, and the lady at the front desk handed Zhang Yue a room card.
Zhang Yue held the room card and shook it in front of Ji Fan.
"It's done, let's go."
Ji Fan nodded and was about to go upstairs with Zhang Yue, but at this moment, the door of the hotel opened and a group of people rushed in.
The leader was the young man who had just escaped.
At this time, the young man looked angry, and he saw Ji Fan and Zhang Yue who were about to enter the elevator at a glance.
"Master, it's that little bitch."
He roared immediately.
"Little bitch, stop for me."
Hearing the roar from the gate, Ji Fan and Zhang Yue both stood together and turned to look, only to see the young man walking over with a group of people with a look of anger.
"Master, it's her."
At the same time, the young man also saw Ji Fan beside Zhang Yue, and he said immediately.
"The one who secretly attacked me just now is probably him."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man behind the young man looked at Ji Fan, and at the same time, Ji Fan also looked at the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was about fifty years old, with a face of Chinese characters, and he seemed to have a kind of honest feeling.
Ji Fan immediately sensed that this person's cultivation had reached the level of a master of internal energy.
At this moment, Ji Fan sensed that a divine sense fell on him.
Ji Fan snorted lightly, revealing the breath of King Wu slightly.
The middle-aged man originally had a calm expression, but when he sensed the breath of the King Wu on Ji Fan's body, his face changed wildly. JrNovels.com