God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 164

"You don't need to know, these have nothing to do with you." Zhang Chuan looked at the purple-robed man across from him lightly, and said.

Hearing these words, the purple-robed man rolled his eyes, and he suddenly laughed. Immediately, he rushed towards Zhang Chuan, his palms turned into sharp claws, tearing apart the void, and grabbed Zhang Chuan's head.

"Hmph! Bug carving trick!"

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Zhang Chuan had a mocking smile on his face, and then he raised his leg and kicked the other party.

"boom!"

A muffled sound sounded, and Zhang Chuan kicked the opponent's wrist heavily with his foot. Suddenly, his wrist was broken, his palm was forced to retract, and he also stepped back.

After seeing Zhang Chuan's actions, the purple-robed man's face became very ugly. He never expected that the other party had such a powerful skill. This was something he had never encountered before. In this case, the opponent can still defeat himself.

He was not reconciled.

"Do you really think that you are sure to win!?" The purple-robed man stared at him coldly, with a hint of viciousness shining deep in his eyes.

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Chuan's face turned slightly cold, and he said, "Do you still think I will lose?"

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the other party.

"Haha! How funny! You dare to be so arrogant, you really think I'm afraid of you!" The purple-robed man couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing what he said.

What he said made Zhang Chuan frown. Does this purple-robed man still have any trump cards?
"Don't you have any hole cards that you haven't used?" Looking at the purple-robed man in front of him, Zhang Chuan frowned and said.

A look of pride flashed across the face of the purple-robed man, and he said, "Guess!"

He didn't continue to say anything, but his performance told Zhang Chuan that he was really hiding something, and this hidden thing was likely to be a very powerful existence.

"If that's the case, then let me guess!" Zhang Chuan nodded slightly and said, "I'm sure that you are still hiding a certain hole card, maybe this hole card can help you defeat me!"

There was a trace of provocation in Zhang Chuan's tone.

He wanted to test whether this purple-robed man was really hiding some hole cards, and if that was the case, then he had to deal with him with all his might, otherwise, he would be in trouble once he was ambushed by him.

"Oh! That's it! That's it! You really guessed it right!" After hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the purple-robed man showed a look of surprise on his face, and then he laughed loudly, "Yes, I really did. Hidden a hole card, this hole card is my stuff at the bottom of the box, I will never tell you!"

After hearing this, Zhang Chuan snorted coldly, "If that's the case, then I don't have anything to be polite about. Get ready to die!"

As he said that, Zhang Chuan's figure quickly rushed towards the other party.

At this time, his speed had reached the extreme, and he rushed to the purple-robed man in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Zhang Chuan rushing towards him, the purple-robed man's face turned cold, he made a handprint with both hands, and immediately, a layer of black mist formed in front of him, and the black mist quickly condensed into a giant hand, facing towards Zhang Chuan took the picture.

This giant hand made of black mist exudes an extremely terrifying aura, and it is obvious at a glance that it is not a mortal thing. Once it is photographed by this giant hand, even ordinary masters in the foundation establishment realm will be instantly killed, and even scumbags will be killed. There will be no left.

Like Zhang Chuan, he is not even a monk, but a warrior. Facing this giant hand, he will surely die.

Seeing this scene, everyone around couldn't help but sweat for Zhang Chuan, and all of them stared nervously at Zhang Chuan, for fear that he would be photographed by the giant hand and die in the hands of the purple-robed man.

"boom!"

The giant hand slapped Zhang Chuan's body fiercely, and a tyrannical spiritual power poured into Zhang Chuan's body through Zhang Chuan's clothes.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhang Chuan flew upside down and fell to the ground.

"Your strength is still a little weaker. It seems that you are really doomed this time!" Looking at Zhang Chuan lying on the ground, the purple-robed man said with a sneer.

"Really?" Lying on the ground, Zhang Chuan struggled to get up from the ground, then stood up with a look of disdain on his face, "With your strength, you dare to speak nonsense here, I advise you to kneel quickly Kowtow three times and beg me for mercy!"

"Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, and I'll send you to hell now!" After hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the purple-robed man's face darkened, and he said every word, and then his body shook, He disappeared in place again, and his figure, which was appearing behind Zhang Chuan at this moment, raised his hand and grabbed his neck.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chuan hurriedly twisted his body to avoid it. However, just as he turned his head, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. Then, he only felt a flash of coldness in front of his eyes. Immediately, his throat He was strangled.

Zhang Chuan's pupils shrank slightly. He never thought that the purple-robed man's speed was so fast!
His legs were suspended in the air, and his whole body was lifted up, while the palm of the purple-robed man was firmly stuck on his neck.

"What? Are you surprised!" The purple-robed man revealed a teasing smile.

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Zhang Chuan snorted coldly, with a sarcasm smile on his face, and said, "You still kneel on the ground obediently and kowtow to me three times, begging for mercy, maybe, I If you are in a good mood, you will be spared! If not, I guarantee that your end will be ugly!"

"Where do you get the confidence to say such things at such a time?" After hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the purple-robed man sneered and asked.

"You bastard, let go of your hand quickly, do you know who this lord is!" At this time, the young man on the side couldn't bear it anymore, Zhang Chuan is a true disciple, if something happens here, then his The crime would be serious, so he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted at the purple-robed man.

"Get lost!" Seeing the young man walking up, the purple-robed man's face flashed with anger, and he said, "You don't need to meddle in your own business here!"

Hearing this, the young man showed anger on his face, but he didn't dare to explode. If the other party was in a bad mood, then Zhang Chuan would be in danger. He didn't want to harm Zhang Chuan because of himself, so, He could only swallow his anger.

"From what he said, it seems that your identity is not simple?" the purple-robed man said with a sneer.

"Do you know who I am?" Zhang Chuan asked.

"I don't care who you are, anyway, you can't escape today!" the purple-robed man said, his tone full of confidence.

"Hehe!" Zhang Chuan sneered, with a mocking smile on his face, and sneered.

(End of this chapter)