Otherwise, he will be punched to death by the dog-slaughterer.

"Chirp!"

Just when the palms of the old man in black were about to collide with the nine thousand-year-old fist.

A ray of white light shot out from the nine-thousand-year-old fist without any warning.

Gone in a flash.

The light shines directly between the eyebrows of the old man in black!

Danger!

"Shu Zi, yin me!"

The old man in black's hair suddenly stood up, and he roared and tried to escape.

But it was too late, the danger was gone in an instant, and he could only use his hands to block it.

At the same time, his head tilted to the side.

"flutter!"

There was a sharp sound, and the old man in black felt pain in his palm.

The ears also hurt.

He looked like he was going crazy, roared, and pushed up regardless of the pain.

He hit Ye Fan's fist.

The old man in black felt pain in his palm again and couldn't help but take seven steps back.

The man in white was also severely knocked away by the palms of the old man in black.

A shock wave also hit him.

The man in white was like a kite with its string cut off, and fell next to Qingjiu with a bang.

His clothes were torn, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his armor was falling off.

The simulated mask on his face was also blown off.

All that was left in her body was a pair of red pants and a red underwear.

Just like the red boy.
Chapter completed!