Puff puff puff!
Five young people were hit by Liu Tianle who was flying in the air, and caught off guard, they were directly smashed to the ground. A cloud of dust flew up, and the five of them spat blood, looking extremely miserable.
Tap tap tap.
Xu Fan retracted his fist and leisurely walked towards Liu Tianle and the others.
At this moment, Liu Tianle looked quite pitiful. His clothes had long been torn to shreds by the violent spiritual power, blood stained the corner of his mouth, and because he had landed face down, his face was full of dust, looking like a beggar on the run.
However, those proud eyes were flashing with a malicious gleam.
"Xu Fan! The humiliation today! I, Liu Tianle, will repay it a hundredfold in the future!"
"In the future?" Xu Fan was speechless, thinking that in Liu Tianle's view, no matter who he offended, there was always 'in the future'.
