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Chapter 1021 The Highest Honor(2/2)

He clearly hit his opponent, but it seemed like he missed the target.

Tang Fan's brute strength turned into nothingness on the old man's body.

"this……"

Tang Fan's eyes widened, he was a monster.

What kind of cultivation is he!

Could it be that he is a master of Zhang Badao's level, or even more powerful than Zhang Badao?

"It's a little itchy..."

Tang Fan watched helplessly as the old man raised his little black hand, gently held his wrist and rubbed it hard against his chest, as if he was scratching an itch.

Then, Tang Fan saw that his hand turned black and was covered with a layer of putty...

"You are sick!"

Tang Fan was very angry and quickly retracted his hand, making a fist again and punching him.

He didn't believe that he couldn't hurt the old man.

This punch was more violent than the one just now. The punch was powerful, the shadow of the punch was heavy, and it was dazzling.

The old man seemed to be aware of the power of the punch, and he opened his mouth and spit out a breath of alcohol.

"puff!"

The wine in his mouth was so hot that it ignited instantly when it hit the air, turning Tang Fan's fist shadow into nothingness.

"boom!"

Tang Fan's punch disappeared, not even touching the old man's clothes.

"You still don't understand..."

"Watch it!"

The old man shook his head, raised his little black fist again, and swung it slowly.

Tang Fan understood that the old man was enlightening him.

He did not dare to feel any more contempt or anger, and immediately held his breath and stared at his fist motionlessly, his eyes flashing with purple light.

This punch looks soft and soft, with no strength or speed...

There was no punching force, no punching shadow, just a small black fist, which hit him in an ordinary way.

However, there is some kind of wonderful coercion in this ordinary thing.

Tang Fan unconsciously felt the power of destroying heaven and earth.

This power made him feel in awe, as if he couldn't even think of resisting.

It seems that only by being obedient can one follow the punch's will.

As long as there is resistance in the heart, it will be wiped away by the fist.

The whole world seems to be decided by this fist.

A punch represents heaven and earth.

With one punch, all living beings will worship you!
Chapter completed!
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