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The disappearance of the inner force may have been beneficial to Mu Tu, but the King's Calamity and Yang Yong, who originally held the upper hand, had suffered greatly. When the inner force disappeared, the two of them could not even execute a single profound move.

However, he did not expect that Zhu Zhichang, who was seventy percent of Su Shenjingwangjing, would be so sick that his body would fly up in the air. Right when he was unable to use his inner force, he would immediately fight against Yang Yong and Wang Chou.

No one would have thought that the body refining techniques of the Zhu Family with the six combined technique was actually one of the top in the entire Yan Jing City. It was just that the Zhu Family was relatively low-key and did not make any noise.

"You two, take this heavy punch from grandpa!"

After being tormented like that by Yang Yong and Wang Chou for a long time, Zhu Zhi was unable to endure it any longer. As he was unable to use his Qi, he immediately sensed it.

The King's Calamity was still alright, when fighting with him, it was at most a normal fight, but this Yang Yong swatted him with his whip. If it wasn't for the Zhu Family's good kung fu, his face would have been ripped apart long ago.

Caught off guard, before the whip could be swung out, Yang Yong used his chest to take Zhu Zhichang's pair of iron fists. His face immediately turned deathly pale, as if he had been tricked.

"Why did this damn brat only attack me? Why are you going to beat the King's Calamity? Hey, where's that brat?" "Damn, can you help my sister beat this idiot down first!"

Yang Yong's heart had been deeply wounded by this companion of his who valued his beloved more than his friend, so he had to continuously punch Zhu Zhichang on the side.

Not long after, his entire body was also hammered purple. His originally ugly face was now completely black and purple, making him even more ugly. His nose was also fiercely punched by Zhu Zhichang, causing him to bleed profusely.

Yang Yi was also in quite a miserable state. At least Yang Yong still had some skills, as a girl, she would be suppressed and beaten down the moment her Qi disappeared. Luckily, Calamity Wang came over to help her in time to resist a heavy cut, that unyielding back and tall figure were all emitting an alluring male charm, her heart was thumping hard, it was unknown if it was out of fear or joy.

"F * ck, who's going to help me? I can't handle this six-pack pig by myself!" Help, I'm going to be beaten to death! Aiyo, my nose, you broken female thief, I'm going to kill you! My nose is crooked! "

"Er Yong, don't panic. I still need an incense stick's worth of time to come and help you!" "Hold on a bit." Hearing Yang Yong's cry for help, Mu Tu hurriedly called out for support. He and Niu Xiaozui was holding on with one breath, just waiting to see who would not be able to hold on first.

"Brother Yong, I can't let go of the lewd either. If I had known earlier, I would have gone through some hard work. This is too unbearable." Scoundrel Li was also helpless to do anything. It was already good enough that he was not beaten to death while hugging Zhao Xiaoxu to keep him warm. As for helping him, that was something he could forget about.

Calamity Wang did not say anything, he was wholeheartedly displaying his manliness in front of Yang Yi, as for his uncle, Yang Yong, he did not care whether he died or not! Sister Yi was much more important than him.

"An incense stick's worth of time, I'll destroy you!" Mu Tu said as he looked at Niu Xiaohui, who was struggling to hold on with him. This was a form of encouragement to his spirit as well as a form of mental oppression towards Niu Xiaoxiang. It was also a bit more imposing when he called out to him.

He was chopped right on the throat by Mu Tu, and now that he had swallowed his saliva, it was extremely painful, let alone having to open his mouth to cheer himself up.

"You won't die, you won't die, you're not going to die, you're going to fall down!" Mu Tu hacked at Niu Xiaozhang ferociously one by one. He slashed ten times in a row, forcing Niu Xiaozhang to retreat more than twenty steps. He was also panting heavily from exhaustion.

Then, both he and Niu Xiaozhang raised their heads at the same time. Their eyes glowed with red light as they brandished their fists and charged at each other.

The body of Niu Xiaowei was twitching madly, the muscles on his arms were taut, and they were twitching from his waist down, drawing in strength from his body.

Mu Tu's body was also tensed up, the bone Qi in his body flowed through his skin, releasing a faint purple light, the two of them suddenly clashed.

Mu Tu flew back two meters, and then drew a five meter parabola on the ground, while Niu Xiaoxiang, who was sent flying four meters into the air, fell heavily onto the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

After a long while, the two struggled to get up and continued gathering their energy. Their eyes turned red as they bumped into each other again.

"Bam!" The two of them fell down at the same time, causing Mu Tu's teeth to tremble, the pain in his entire body was extremely intense, if he could rest for a bit, with his recovery ability, he could naturally recover better, but Niu Xiaozhou would not give him the chance to catch his breath.

Or perhaps it was more appropriate for the two of them to not give each other any chances.

Mu Tu punched Niu Xiaozhou a few more times with reddened eyes. Of course, his body also received three more desperate punches from Niu Xiaoxiang, and he fell back again and again, feeling a little dizzy.

"Bam!" Once again, the two people who refused to admit defeat clashed against each other. Mu Tu felt as if all his internal organs had shifted while Niu Xiaozhang was about to fall down uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of the fact that he was sick and wanted to kill her, Mu Tu naturally understood this logic.

When he reached Niu Xiaozhang's side, he grabbed his arm and threw his head to the ground. And then he was pulled back up and thrown away again and again …

Yang Yong, who was desperately holding onto his head and resisting the attack, secretly glanced at the two blood-soaked people beside him and could not help but admire Mu Tu. As for me, damn it, this grandson Zhu Zhiqiang, I wonder if you will slap anyone in the face. Hammer on, continue hammering. In a while, I will skin you alive.

How could this Zhu Chi be so abnormal? His skin and hands hurt, but he was not strong enough. His whipping was useless, not even a scratch could be made. The most important thing was that man who had seen and forgotten about sex and had not come to help him for so long. What was he doing?

Yang Yong continued to hold his head, and peeked at Calamity Wang from between his arms. In that moment, he felt his Qi and blood rush up, and the grandson was actually holding his spear in a position, and was teasing his sister.

Ah!" Yang Yong went crazy and punched Zhu Zhichang in the stomach, then jumped up and punched Zhu Zhichang in the head.

After a flurry of random punches, Zhu Zhiqiang was forced to retreat several steps. Next, he used his leg as a whip kick and viciously hit Zhu Zhichang's waist, knocking him to the ground.

Zhu Zhi was a little confused. Was this guy on stimulants? Why did it suddenly explode? From the looks of it, he seemed to have gone mad.