God-level wealthy son-in-law

After Zhao Donglai heard it, he still rushed towards Zhou Yi expressionlessly.

The seal formed by his hands is constantly absorbing spiritual power, and the fluctuations in it are getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, the figures of the two collided fiercely.

Zhou Yi's punch looked ordinary, but it contained tremendous strength.

The moment the two came into contact, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yi's mouth.

He murmured in a low voice: "Dragon Emperor, double energy!"

As soon as the words fell, the force on his fist suddenly increased, and the force came like a flood.

After Zhao Donglai felt it, he was immediately taken aback.

He didn't expect that in the battle just now, Zhou Yi didn't use all his strength!

Zhao Donglai didn't even think about it, and hurriedly accelerated the circulation of his spiritual power.

For a moment, fists and Yinfa clashed crazily, but neither Zhou Yi nor Zhao Donglai backed away.

Who can persist until the end, who is the final winner!

When Zhao Donglai saw Zhou Yi, he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, I have practiced for such a long time. How can you compare with your spiritual power? What are you fighting against me with? You should obediently let me die today!"

After Zhao Dong finished speaking, he increased his strength again, trying to completely defeat Zhou Yi.

When Zhou Yi heard this, he sighed, and pretending to be helpless, he said, "Old fellow, do you really think that I will be afraid of you? Comparing spiritual power with me, even if you practice for so long, you still have no chance of winning! "

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he was too lazy to waste time with Zhao Donglai.

His fist suddenly vibrated, and the strength in his hand doubled.

Then, under Zhao Donglai's horrified gaze, Zhou Yi's punch directly shattered Zhao Donglai's seal, and then ruthlessly hit his chest!
Bang!Zhao Donglai's figure shook violently at first, and then flew towards the distance suddenly.

After his figure circled a few times in the air, he slowly landed on the ground.

Zhao Donglai clutched his chest, a trace of bright red blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

His old face was pale, and he looked at Zhou Yi in horror.

It never occurred to Zhao Donglai that even if he tried his best, he was still no match for Zhou Yi. What's going on?

Who is this kid's descendant, and his strength is so strong?
For a moment, Zhao Donglai thought of retreating.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then asked coldly: "Boy, you can have such a strong strength at this age. You are not an ordinary person. Whose family are you from?"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he said indifferently: "Old man, I told you that you are not qualified to know who I am!"

Zhao Donglai frowned when he heard this, his mind was full of thoughts.

This kid's strength is really too weird, he can beat a peak eighth level psyker with a seventh level psyker.

After Zhao Donglai was silent for a while, he suddenly said, "Boy, I don't care about today's matter. I'll leave now. How about pretending I haven't been here before?"

After Zhou Yi heard it, he looked at Zhao Donglai with a playful face and said, "I said, old guy, you think pretty well, even if you want to leave now, it's too late!"

"You dared to be so arrogant with me just now, do you think you can leave!?"

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he tapped his toes lightly, his figure jumped up like a wild goose, and rushed towards Zhao Donglai.

Zhao Donglai watched, his expression changed slightly.

He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Boy, don't bully me too much! If you push this old man into a hurry, today this old man won't mind dragging you to die together!"

At this time, Sun Chenglong was a little dumbfounded.

He just felt cold all over his body, his limbs were stiff, and he didn't dare to move when he stood still.

Sun Chenglong never expected that Zhao Donglai would actually suffer from Zhou Yi's hands!
You know, Zhao Donglai is a peak eighth-level psychic, how did this kid Zhou Yi do it?
For a while, Sun Chenglong was a little flustered, and he walked slowly towards the outside of the main hall of the Li family.

Just kidding, even Zhao Donglai can't get any benefits from Zhou Yi's hands, so what's the use of staying here?

And the moment Sun Chenglong just left, Li Hao on the side also moved.

He directly stopped in front of Sun Chenglong, and then laughed and said: "I said Sun Chenglong, what are you trying to do? Don't you want to destroy our Li family? I'm waiting for you!"

When Sun Chenglong heard it, he stopped and stood there with a gloomy face without speaking.

At this time, Zhou Yi had already arrived in front of Zhao Donglai.

He lightly patted Zhao Donglai with his palm, with a faint smile on his face.

When Zhao Donglai saw it, he looked at Zhou Yi as if he was facing an enemy.

All the muscles in his body were tense, and his spiritual power was also boiling at this moment.

Afterwards, Zhao Donglai said with a livid face: "Boy, since you don't know what to say, don't blame the old man for being rude. Even if you are powerful, so what? The old man will drag you to die together today!"

After Zhao Dong finished speaking, he suddenly made up his mind, and he also rushed towards Zhou Yi.

What was even more shocking was that Zhao Donglai ignored Zhou Yi's offensive, but clenched his fist and punched Zhou Yi's chest.

From the looks of it, he actually wanted to exchange injuries for injuries!
After Zhou Yi saw it, he said casually: "Old guy, you want to fight my life with you, are you worthy? You really don't have the qualifications!"

After the words fell, Zhou Yi's figure flickered suddenly, and he disappeared in front of Zhao Donglai out of thin air!

When Zhao Donglai saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Before he could react, he heard a sharp wind coming from behind.

Zhao Donglai subconsciously turned his head to look, only to see Zhou Yi's palm rapidly enlarged in his pupils.

In the next second, Zhou Yi's palm had already landed on Zhao Donglai's body!

Zhao Donglai only felt a huge force coming, he didn't hold on for even half a second, and was directly slapped by Zhou Yi and fell to the ground.

Boom!Zhao Donglai's head hit the ground hard.

He couldn't bear it any longer, opened his mouth suddenly, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled it on his clothes.

Afterwards, Zhao Donglai panted heavily, his chest heaving continuously, and his eyes were full of panic.

Zhou Yi looked at Zhao Donglai and said with a cold expression: "Old guy, is this all your means? It really disappoints me!"

"If that's the case, I really don't have the heart to play with you!"

Hearing this, Zhao Donglai was finally a little scared. After coughing a few times, he stammered and said, "This young master, I am willing to admit defeat! I can be your subordinate, but please don't kill me!"