What?
Upon hearing these words, everyone was stunned and then looked at the person who had spoken in unison.
They saw that the person who had spoken was actually Lin Fan, who was shaking his head with a contemptuous expression.
"Nonsense! The depth of Patriarch Li is something that a punk like you can speculate on?"
"Shut up punk, what are you, you dare to come and evaluate a battle between two patriarchs?"
"Zheng Honglian what do you mean, condoning this brat to repeatedly insult Patriarch Li, aren't you afraid that Patriarch Li will hold a grudge?"
Chen Jinxing and the other greats all stared angrily at Lin Fan.
All felt that this brat was talking nonsense.
In their opinion, Li Qiankun would never be defeated, such an existence would be more than enough to deal with even Ning Changkong, let alone his disciple!
But at that very moment!
A scene that made them despair suddenly happened!
The moment Li Qiankun's hammer came down, Liu Biao flashed past his hammer like a slippery loach.
What!
Li Qiankun's expression changed drastically and he realised that something was wrong, but it was already too late.
Liu Biao had a fierce smile on his face and his skinny, monkey-like body leapt up and rushed towards Li Qiankun's face.
Those two extremely sharp blades slashed directly towards Li Qiankun's neck!
Poof!
Blood splattered freely!
Dang!
The armour-breaking war hammer then smashed helplessly onto the ground.
Thump, thump, thump...
Li Qiankun covered his sliced throat with both hands and took a few messy steps backwards, before his huge body landed on the ground with a loud poof.
Within a short while, he had broken off!
There was a look of remorse and disbelief in his eyes!
It seemed like he couldn't even dream that he would be killed by his opponent in a single move!
Boom!
The scene before them was like a pot of cold water that doused the fire in Chen Jinxing and the others' hearts.
It caused their scalps to tingle, and their eyes felt like they were about to crack open.
Li Qiankun, who was said to be invincible under the Grand Master, had been killed by Ning Changkong's disciple in a single move?
This was one of China's most famous Grandmasters!
He was known as the capital of the clan, and could lift a hammer of 800 pounds with one hand, but he couldn't even survive one move?
What a dream!
This must be a dream!
Chen Jinxing and the others couldn't believe their eyes at this time, and their bodies were trembling like they were suffering from a cold disease.
"How can you challenge my master with such ability?"
At this moment, Liu Biao laughed with utmost contempt, and his tiger-like gaze swept over Chen Jinxing and the others one by one.
Chen Jinxing and the others all looked ashen, unable to utter a single word.
Did that punk kid get it right?
Li Qiankun had lost, and he had lost so simply that he did not even have the slightest room to resist!
How could this be!
But!
What was even more desperate was yet to come!
Liu Biao casually wiped the bloodied blade on his own body and said with a fierce smile.
"By the way, your information is wrong, my master, his old man, is not a Patriarch, but a veritable... Grand Patriarch!"
Boom!
Chen Jinxing directly fell to the ground in fear, those pupils contracting wildly, feeling like his scalp was about to explode.
Grand... Grand Master?
Ning Changkong, not a Grandmaster, but a Grand Master that was a hundred times more terrifying than a Grandmaster?
To them, this news was simply bad news!
A Grand Master, if you look around the world, is a rare existence!
Each one of them could kill a Grandmaster as easily as killing an ant!
How could they possibly resist such an existence?
Even if they could double their number, they would not be able to win against Ning Changkong!
At this moment, everyone was completely desperate.
The gathering suddenly became silent, falling into a deadly silence.
In the eyes of every big shot, there was a dense sense of dismay and disbelief, unable to believe that this was true!
Seeing this!
Liu Biao laughed even more sarcastically.
"Who else, who wants to challenge my master? I, my disciple, can do it for you!"
Only, no one dared to squeal!