Super Student's Three-realms Army

At this moment, he saw Zhao Henghee's knees go weak and he nearly kneeled down.    

"Haha …"    

"Want to run?" Don't you think it's too late! "    

Zhang Xiaofann narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a cold voice as he watched Zhao Wushuang, who had turned into an afterimage and fled away in a hurry like a stray dog.    

However, at this time, Zhao Wushuang's figure had already traversed a distance of dozens of meters in the air. It was obvious that he had used his movement technique in time!    

"Innocent —!"    

"Now I will show you what real martial arts is and what real Grandmaster is!"    

Zhang Xiaofann smiled. At the same time, with his feet as the starting point, a formless gale appeared around him!    

This astral wind was like a storm, and it actually caused the spectators near the arena to be shaken until they were unable to stand still.    

Compared to Zhao Wushuang before, the momentum created by him was like a firefly competing against the bright moon. It was insignificant and laughable!    

If Zhang Xiaofann's Vital Spirit Astral Wind was like raging fire, then the Vital Spirit Astral Wind previously activated by Zhao Wushuang was at most like a small spark.    

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofann slowly raised his right hand. His five fingers formed an exquisite eagle's claw as he grabbed at the empty space in front of him.    

As Zhang Xiaofann grabbed forward, the air in front of him seemed to have been forcefully sucked out by his grab!    

Everyone present felt their throats tighten and their faces turn green. They all held their throats in pain, as if the space in front of them was about to be shattered by Zhang Xiaofann's palm strike!    

"Wind come--!"    

Zhang Xiaofann spat out two words as his right hand pressed down.    

In that instant, the space in front of him froze.    

Zhao Wushuang, who was about to escape to the entrance of the hole.    

His figure instantly stiffened in midair, appearing exactly like an ant frozen in the middle of an amber stone …    

"Slash …"    

Zhao Wushuang's face turned pale and he spat out a cloud of blood in the air!    

At this moment, he felt as if his entire body was being desperately pressed down towards his surroundings by a pair of invisible hands.    

Moreover, this kind of terrifying suppression wasn't limited to Zhao Wushuang's body.    

Even the insides of his body, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, every organ, every bone, every meridian, every blood vessel, and even every cell could feel that terrifying pressure!    

The pressure didn't seem to have reached its end. It was actually still increasing.    

In the end, his entire body fell from the sky with a loud crash, raising a cloud of dust!    

"This... This... How is that possible?! "    

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang was directly smashed to the ground at Zhao Henghee's feet.    

He looked at Zhao Wushuang, who was beaten black and blue in front of him!    

Even now, Zhao Henghee still felt like he was in a dream. His whole body felt like he was in a trance, he had no idea what was going on!    

He seemed to be wondering if he was still dreaming, and what he was dreaming about was a nightmare!