"Tch!"
A cold laugh echoed from Elder Huang's mouth.
Can he handle it?
Huang Da's strength, can he deal with a piece of trash like you?
Watching Huang Da unleash his full power, Elder Huang laughed sinisterly.
He could be sure that Zhang Fan would definitely be punched to death by Huang Da.
This was also the intention of his earlier advice to Huang Da.
As long as Zhang Fan dies, then the Fish Intestine Sword can truly belong to him and Elder Xie.
Even if Long Aotian comes, there's nothing he can say.
Could it be that Long Aotian dares to kill Huang Da over a piece of trash?
Wishful thinking!
However, when he saw Zhang Fan raise his palm, his gaze suddenly froze.
No, something's off!
That kid is so fast!
Wasn't he injured?
And at the next moment, Zhang Fan's palm directly chopped at Huang Da's chest.
That bizarre speed shocked Elder Huang.
At this moment, an incomparably dull sound echoed.
"Boom!"
Along with the crisp sound of bones, everyone's gaze became frozen.
