Peerless War God in City

Looking at the miserable Xiaoxiao on the ground, Chen Faan didn't show any mercy. He spoke with a cold tone and an extremely disdainful expression.    

He gently tidied up his clothes and brushed off the dust on his clothes. Then, he turned around and looked at Hu Kecong, who had a calm expression: "Old thing, your disciple fell!"    

"Now that it's your turn, I still have to settle old scores with a piece of trash like Yao Zhenghao after I've dealt with all of you!"    

"How dare you!"    

"This old man is a Mid Transcending Mortal expert. You're only at the early Transcending Mortality Stage, yet you dare to be so arrogant. Today, I'll let you experience what true strength is!"    

When Hu Kecong heard this, he was extremely angry.    

His expression became cold as he stomped on the ground. Suddenly, the ground under his feet split open, creating a footprint.    

At the same time.    

Hu Kecong's body had already rushed out like a fierce tiger descending the mountain. His momentum was very fierce. The waves were washing over his body. Hu Kecong raised his right hand and charged towards Chen Faan's neck.    

Kung Fu was a killing technique!    

This was what true martial arts were like. If one did not attack, the first thing one would do was to kill the opponent. They had to kill the opponent as fast as possible.    

As for the television shows, those on the balcony, they were all the same.    

It was something only children could play with!    

Hu Kecong's attack was quite powerful. His fists were like shadows, and his applause was like thunder. His might was like a thunderbolt that could travel thousands of miles.    

In an instant, he had galloped several meters away, his murderous aura causing people's hearts to turn cold.    

"That's it?"    

Seeing this, Chen Faan was extremely disdainful. He coldly smiled.    

With a stomp of his right foot, dust and dirt flew into the air. At the same time, his body also disappeared from where he stood, turning into an afterimage as he fought against Hu Kecong.    

The two of them were both Transcendent Mortal Expert. It could be said that they were both extremely terrifying.    

With just a thought, he unleashed dozens of strikes of respect with infinite power.    

Each of the two moves seemed like they were the beginning of the heaven and earth. True qi washed out of them, and they were like the ocean as they shook the hearts of people like a heaven-toppling tower.    

Fist wind, kick shadows, flashing non-stop.    

Wherever it went, it was as if an earthquake had struck. Mountains crumbled and the ground cracked. The hard ground was easily cut, leaving behind many deep marks.    

Seeing this, Liang Fu and the rest turned pale with fright.    

He quickly gathered his remaining bodyguards and surrounded Yao Zhenghao, afraid that he would lose anything.    

As for Yao Zhenghao, he was a martial artist. Thus, his performance was better than those of Liang Fu and the others. However, the cold sweat that kept pouring out from his forehead indicated that he was currently very nervous.    

The battle was extremely intense.    

The two of them exchanged punches, kicking at each other. It seemed like there would be a chance to retaliate, as if they were evenly matched.    

However, everyone forgot one thing. Chen Faan was only at the early Transcending Mortality Stage while Hu Kecong was already at the Mid Transcending Mortality Stage. He was one stage higher than Chen Faan.    

Although the two of them seemed to have fought evenly, it was actually Hu Kecong who had lost by a level!    

In these eighteen years.    

Chen Faan trained hard every night, often killing people and fighting with others. Therefore, his strength grew from every drop of blood, every drop of sweat, and the scars on his body.    

Thus, his battle prowess was extremely stable and terrifying. His battle experience was also extremely abundant.    

As for Hu Kecong.    

Although he was older than Chen Faan and had entered the Transcending Mortality Stage before him with an exquisite cultivation, his many years of comfortable living had made him forget how he had fought in this battle.    

This kind of peaceful life was like a cradle, letting Hu Kecong, the adult, slowly become a child in it!