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Chapter 1879 Do you think it's possible?(1/2)

Qin Hao is really a powerful person in the divine realm?

Thinking of this, Li Fengjun looked at Qin Hao in a daze.

Qin Hao is only in his early twenties, right?

He turned out to be a powerful person in the divine realm?

Qin Hao’s martial arts talent is too perverted, right?

Qin Hao is completely a martial arts genius.

I'm afraid it can be compared with some genius children from big families?

And he actually repeatedly provoked Qin Hao?

He actually challenged a powerful man in the divine realm many times?

It's really like lanterns in the toilet - looking for death.

However, soon, he shook his head.

"Impossible! Qin Hao cannot be a powerful person in the Divine Realm."

Li Fengjun thought to himself.

Because, he was injured tonight, and he was not in his heyday.

In other words... he does not have the combat power of the Great Perfect Qi Realm.

However, being able to kick him away with one kick is enough to show Qin Hao's horror.

He looked at Qin Hao with a serious look on his face and said, "You... are you a powerful Martial Saint?"

What?

A powerful martial saint?

Although there was some guess in my heart, when everyone in the Ding family heard Li Fengjun's words, they were still shocked and looked at Qin Hao in shock.

Qin Hao looks so young, he is actually a powerful martial saint?

Ding Meilan also had beautiful eyes wide open, looking disbelief.

Is Qin Hao a powerful martial saint?

How is this possible?

However, when she thought that Qin Hao could kick Li Fengjun away, she had to believe this fact again.

Even if Li Fengjun was injured tonight, if he was not a powerful Martial Saint, he might not be able to kick him away with one kick, right?

Then, she looked at Weng Sining, her heart full of jealousy.

Tonight, she challenged Weng Sining. She originally thought she could teach Weng Sining a lesson, but she was defeated by Weng Sining.

It made her feel extremely embarrassing.

So she could only laugh at Weng Sining for finding a useless boyfriend, who was a martial arts genius.

So... she kept instigating Li Fengjun to deal with Qin Hao.

Because, as long as Li Fengjun beat Qin Hao into a dog, she could laugh at Weng Sining for finding a useless man.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hao was not only not beaten into a dog by Li Fengjun, but even slapped Li Fengjun away.

Qin Hao beat her man into a dog!

Qin Hao... is a powerful martial saint.

"Why can Weng Sining find such a good man? Why?"

Ding Meilan was full of reluctance.

She thought that she was not inferior to Weng Si, and she had a higher talent in martial arts, even one step ahead of Weng Sining to break through to the Qi Realm Grandmaster.

But why did she have to find a man like Li Fengjun after trying hard?

Of course, men like Li Fengjun are actually excellent in their circle.

However, he was not enough to see in front of Qin Hao.

This made Ding Meilan feel that she lost to Weng Sining again.

"Who are you...?"

When Li Fengjun saw Qin Hao without saying anything, he asked in a low voice again.

Qin Hao ignored him and stared at the purple spirit grass.

At this time, the purple aura on the ninth leaf of the purple spirit grass was slowly condensing.

At the same time, the other eight leaves are slowly transforming into purple.

Soon, the whole purple spirit herb turned purple and looked very sacred.

Seeing this, Qin Hao looked excited.

The purple spirit grass is usually like an ordinary grass, just green, but if it matures, the whole plant will turn purple.

Now... this purple spirit herb has finally matured.

Qin Hao took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and bent down to pick the purple spirit grass.

Li Fengjun looked at the purple spirit grass in Qin Hao's hand, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

This grass is not simple at first glance.

Maybe it is really a rare medicinal material.

Even Mr. Liu and others pursed their lips tightly.

At this moment, the three of them looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be flashing with a cold light.

However, in the end, they did nothing.

"Let's go."

After Qin Hao put away the purple spirit grass, he turned around and looked at Weng Sining and Weng Old Man.

"good."

The two nodded and followed Qin Hao.

Until now, Qin Hao didn't even look at Li Fengjun.

It seemed as if Li Fengjun was in his eyes... he couldn't even be considered an ant.

Li Fengjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Hao leaving like this.

At this time, several of his sternum were broken and even internally injured.

But he was at least not dead.

Just now, he was worried that Qin Hao would come to "finish the fight".

Now it seems... he is thinking too much.

Qin Hao didn't take him seriously at all.

Thinking of this, he felt both grateful and angry.

But no matter how you say that he is also a master of the Great Perfection of Qi Realm. Qin Hao doesn’t take him seriously at all?

It's really hateful.

However, when he thought of Qin Hao kicking him away with one kick, he smiled helplessly again.

Ding Meilan also breathed a deep breath.

Since she met Qin Hao, she has been mocking Qin Hao.

She was worried that Qin Hao would cause trouble for Weng Sining.

Unexpectedly, Qin Hao left without saying anything.

Then, she seemed to think of something, looked at Mr. Liu, and said, "Old Liu, that purple grass is not simple at first glance. Why don't you grab it?"

Old Liu smiled bitterly and said, "Qin Hao can kick Mr. Li away with one kick. He is at least a powerful martial saint."

"Even if he is a powerful martial saint, are you three still afraid of one of him?" Ding Meilan said in confusion.

Old Liu pursed his lips and said, "The three of us were injured in the battle with the stone scale bull tonight, and... there is also an old man Weng beside Qin Hao, who is also a powerful martial saint."

After hearing what Mr. Liu said, Ding Meilan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she couldn't say anything.

Because Mr. Liu said...is right.

"Ahem..."

At this time, Li Fengjun, who was standing beside him, coughing twice again, his face full of pain.

"Mr. Li, are you okay?"

Ding Meilan hurried to him and asked nervously.
To be continued...
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