Chapter 649

After that, everyone could see that Dai Songling's face was not right. He seemed to laugh and cry, and his face was twisted. They didn't know what was going on?

Is it that mu Hanyan's two palms are not as simple as they seem, and Dai Songling has suffered internal injuries? However, this legendary Mu family dandy really has such a strong strength?

Just as everyone was wondering and guessing, suddenly, "poof..." A long dull sound came from Dai Songling. Then, it's "poop poop poop..." There was a barrage of short, dull sounds.

And then a bad smell came out.

"Ah, it stinks. It stinks. The old man's farts have been beaten out!" Finally, people reacted to what was going on, and they all covered their noses and stepped back.

The ancients said that the fart doesn't stink, the fart doesn't ring, and the serial fart stinks and rings. It's really nonsense. Everyone is smoked.

"What did you eat yesterday? How did it stink like this?" Mo Yanhong and others also covered their noses and jumped to one side, looking at Dai Songling with disgust.

Dai Songling was so ashamed that he wanted to be killed. He managed to let the turbid air down and let it out again. Now, it's comfortable, but it's humiliating, it's killing people.

"Dai is really good at managing affairs. I'll take my last hand." Mu Hanyan seizes the time and claps it again.

"Didn't you just say you'd give up?" Dai Songling asked angrily.

"What I said is that you can't do it before you admit defeat, but your fart has been beaten out, and you may be pissed off next time. Why should I admit defeat?" Mu Hanyan said with a look at the expression of the mentally retarded.

"Son of a bitch, you dare to play with me!" Dai Songling was furious. He's so hard that he can't breathe his fart. He's just waiting for mu Hanyan to admit defeat and apologize. How can he not be angry if others are playing with him and sprinkle salt on his wound?

"I only used seven points of strength in those two palms just now, but I'm going to use all my strength in this one." Mu Hanyan looks a cold, cold said.

Blow it. You think you are really a swordsman. You have seven points of strength. Dai Songling thought contemptuously that he had full confidence in his own strength. He never believed that mu Hanyan could hurt his inner organs with only seven points of strength.

That's right. He didn't find that he was hurt by mu Hanyan until he let out a series of farts. Even if he was careless and belittled the enemy, even if Mu Hanyan was the top strength of a great swordsman, he shouldn't hurt him if he didn't do his best.

In his opinion, mu Hanyan's words are nothing more than bluff. Maybe he still wants to use his own name to put gold on his face.

I'm proud to be able to fart a great swordsman Cough Cough

But immediately, he found that he was wrong.

Although mu Hanyan's palm is not very powerful, it is faintly mingled with the power of wind and thunder. It obviously condenses the strength to the extreme, which is nearly twice as strong as the previous two palms.

This kind of strength is not as simple as that of many experts at the same level. It's totally several times more than that. It can be said that half of his foot has already stepped into the realm of the swordsman. It's not too much to say that he is the first one under the swordsman.

Finally knowing the true strength of Mu Hanyan, Dai Songling's face changed greatly, and his heart went cold.

Seeing his face change, mu Hanyan's heart was even more sneering.

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