Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Yo!"

"What a bad temper!"

"Why don't you continue to hide? Waste and son-in-law?"

"Don't you know, this outer door has no place for you?"

"Qianlongyuan's yard, even if you live with a dog, it won't live with you."

A group of people crowded out among the crowd of onlookers from the rear, and the number was full of fifteen people.

Both looked at Luo Wushu two with disdain, a posture of superiority.

Luo Wushu glanced at them lightly, and asked Mo Fan, "Do they have a share too?"

He could feel that when they saw their appearance, Mo Fan's face was filled with anger.

"Hmm!" Mo Fan nodded, "Can you beat it?"

"Equally?" Luo Wushu asked.

"Okay!" Mo Fan's powerful aura gushed out.

His anger was rising and releasing, and his eyes became colder. There were so many people on the other side yesterday, and he had no chance to make a move.

But today is different, the angry fat man is terrible.

Without any hesitation, facing a dozen people, without fear, he shot out directly.

"court death!"

"It seems that the move was too light yesterday, I don't have a long memory!"

A figure walked out faintly, looking at Mo Fan disdainfully, "Fatty man, how about interrupting your leg today?"

"you try!"

Mo Fan grinned violently. What kind of cat or dog thought he could deal with him?

boom!

The five fingers clenched tightly, and he saw spiritual energy bursting out of his body, filling his arms.

Mo Fan's aura was golden, fierce and domineering, which made Luo Wushu's eyes show a strange color, "Could this guy open up a golden gas palace?"

Of course, it is not ruled out that it is the extraordinary cultivation technique that makes the spiritual energy that he cultivates golden.

"Huh, it's just the early stage of the Qi Palace Realm."

That person still looks disdainful, this is the powerful confidence given to him in the middle stage of the Qi Palace realm.

He also has aura bursting out of his body, although it is only blue, but it is more powerful.

"This fat guy is really miserable!"

"Yesterday, I was only beaten up. Today, I am afraid I will have to break my leg."

"However, I can only blame him for what he deserves... He left me and he kept me, so loyalty would naturally fulfill him."

"The Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't care at all, it's less of their two waste disciples."

…

Many voices talked, looking at Mo Fan and Luo Wushu, with a touch of pity, and gloating.

Obviously, they both felt that today they could not escape the fate of a broken leg.

Neither of them had the slightest intention of evading, and the two fists collided in the air as the fist wind roared.

"Boom!"

The sound of the collision was heard, and suddenly, a figure flew out backwards.

hiss!

This scene caused the onlookers to take a breath, and many sneers came to an abrupt end.

This is the middle stage of the Qi Palace Realm, and it's just blown away by a punch. Are the newcomers so fierce now?

"It's too arrogant to dare to hurt others. They went together and abolished his hands and feet so that he could not commit any crimes in the future."

One person said, all of a sudden, all of them were doing it, wanting to repeat the scene of yesterday.

The only difference is that today they will be heavier to start, no longer the pain of flesh and blood, but waste their hands and feet.

"Are there many people?"

Mo Fan roared, "I have someone too!"

Murderous aura rose from his body, with an astonishing aura.

"You deceive others, don't you be arrogant?" Luo Wushu smiled.

That's an angry anti-laugh!

"Then today, let you see what is arrogance."

His figure stepped forward, standing side by side with Mo Fan, ignoring a dozen people, as if overlooking an ant.

Seeing this scene, everyone sneered.

"Hahaha...Is this also called someone?"

"Co-author, this fat man has an extra **** son-in-law? Then are they beaten together?"

"Besides, you see that his aura is still colorless. Could it be that he hasn't even practiced the technique?"

"It's still arrogant, I'm afraid I don't know how to live or die!"

Normal people, even if they don't practice special exercises, the qi house they have created will also be given a spiritual qi level.

Like Luo Wushu, they met for the first time.

But obviously, this means that Luo Wushu's aura does not possess any attributes and special effects, and its power is extremely weak.

"A bunch of ants!" The sharp color flashed in Luo Wushu's eyes, with a little bit of his toes, and the ground was cracked.

And his figure burst out at a dozen people.

He is about to make a move.

"Boom boom boom..."

The shocking sound of collision resounded, and a strange scene appeared before everyone's eyes.

Luo Wushu's figure is mysterious and weird, like a wandering dragon, no trace can be found, not a dozen people even touched the corner of his clothes.

However, with every punch he fell, a figure flew upside down.

Among them, there is no shortage of mid-Qifu realm!

Of course, within a few breaths, more than a dozen people collapsed on the ground like dead dogs.

Spike!

A complete spike!

"This..." Mo Fan was taken aback for a while, and complained: "What about the equal split? I haven't vented yet!"

"Um..." Luo Wushu touched his nose, a little embarrassed, "Sorry, accidentally... confiscate your hand."

"Forget it, it doesn't seem to be your fault!" Mo Fan waved his hand, there was a slight unpleasant expression on his face.

On the contrary, they laughed happily.

The chance for revenge is here!

He stepped out and stepped directly on a person's face. The weight of two hundred catties directly pressed that person's face almost distorted, and he screamed again and again.

"Trash, who let you hit him so casually?" Mo Fan looked down at him, and his two hundred jin body suddenly jumped on his face a few times.

"This..." Suddenly, all the onlookers took a cold breath, and there was a shudder in their hearts.

This portion...

It wasn't until the person fainted that Mo Fan continued to walk towards Ling Yiren.

"Brother, spare your life! I will never provoke you again."

"Big Brother?" Mo Fan glanced at him, "Call him Dad!"

"Dad...Dad! Forgive me!"

"Good boy!" Mo Fan's figure didn't mean to stay anymore, and sneered: "But, Dad won't forgive me!"

After speaking, he jumped directly on his face.

"you…"

"what…"

The tragic cry continued until he passed out.

"It's useless, I was beaten by you for an hour yesterday, did you say anything?" Mo Fan walked towards another person.

boom!

The person directly slapped his back on the neck and passed out.

Mo Fan smiled and glanced at the others, "How about you?"

Suddenly, a group of figures followed suit and stunned themselves.

Luo Wushu smiled. They thought it was over when they passed out?

He is not afraid of trouble, but he doesn't want to be troublesome.

So we have to kill the chickens and curse the monkeys to establish prestige.

Otherwise, any cat or dog will dare to provoke him in the future, what time does he have to quietly practice?

The figure stepped forward, acting very skillfully.

There was a clicking sound, accompanied by the screams of the heart-wrenching heart, resounding outside Qiu Chengbi's courtyard again.

Those figures that woke up from the coma, stared at Luo Wushu with bitter eyes, faintly mixed with infinite remorse, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

Why did they follow to provoke Luo Wushu? Still want to abandon his hands and feet?

"Luo Wushu!"

At this moment, a roar filled with unusual anger came out in the courtyard.