Chapter 1206 Tiles Hit the Face

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"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The speed of the two palms was so fast that before the others could see the situation clearly, they found that Sima An flew out and slammed into the coffee table in the living room.

The cup and plate fell to the ground, splashing all over the place.

Sima An stood up and looked at his hand stupidly.

The hand that met Ye Hong's palm was already high and swollen.

"How, how is it possible..."

Sima An is confident that he is a genius in the gossip palm, how could he be defeated by a little-known boy?

"who are you?!"

Sima An roared at Ye Hong in shock and anger, "Why is there an ancient martial art in my sect?!"

Ye Hong's face is indifferent, but in fact his heart is extremely guilty.

He could already see that the guy in front of him was a disciple of the Bagua Sect.

And Ye Hong's ancient Bagua martial arts came from Sima Chongting.

Of course, I was embarrassed to mention his martial arts origins to Sima An.

In Sima An's eyes, Ye Hong's silence seemed to ignore his existence.

"hateful!"

Unable to bear the humiliation, Sima An once again raised his fist and ran towards Ye Hong.

But this time, he used another martial art of Baguamen—Bagua Boxing.

The fist wind is fierce, with a strong murderous aura.

Sima An was pleasantly surprised, she seemed to have made a breakthrough!

"This time, you will be beaten all over the place!"

Sima An, whose self-confidence was inflated, couldn't help showing a cold smile.

Ye Hong shook his head slightly bored.

Compared to the opponent Ye Hong had met before, Sima An in front of him was just an ancient warrior, not even an ancient warrior.

Therefore, Sima An did not bring any pressure to Ye Hong from the beginning to the end.

However, Sima An himself didn't seem to realize the huge gap between him and Ye Hong, and still attacked Ye Hong like a moth to a flame.

Ye Hong was really not in the mood to accompany an [Ancient Martial Artist] to practice tricks, and stepped on the ground casually.

This step is like a giant spirit descending to earth, directly stepping on a tile on the ground and flying into the sky.

Sima An, who was halfway through the attack, found a large tile flying towards him!

"Do not!"

"boom!"

With a desperate scream, Sima An's face came into intimate contact with the tiles.

The whole person also flew out again because of the violent amount of violence on the tiles.

Coincidentally, the place of the fall was near the coffee table.

Unfortunately, this time he was not as lucky as before.

Ye Hong, who was so ruthless, had already added a little bit of an ancient aura to this shot.

But just such a little breath was a fatal blow to Sima An under the moat!

His face was bloody, and half of his mouth was slapped crookedly.

With the front teeth as the center, dozens of teeth extending to both sides flew out in unison.

Sima An, who was paralyzed on the ground, trembling all over, looked at Ye Hong in horror.

"Guku (qi) martial bone (person)?!"

Because of the leaking teeth, Sima An couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Ye Hong glanced at him coldly, but did not respond.

In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that this guy was Sima Chongting's classmate, Ye Hong's shot would have been even more serious, and it was absolutely impossible for Sima An to be awake at this time.

But even so, Sima An realized something, and immediately closed his mouth tightly, not daring to look at Ye Hong again.

In the ancient martial arts world, the ancient martial artist was born without a say in front of the ancient martial artist.

The other people in the hall were already dumbfounded.