"Boy, you have to think clearly. Even if the person hit by my three punches survives, he will be disabled for the rest of his life!" Zhao Suran's face also became solemn, and his tone did not tolerate jokes.

Brother Ji snorted, "It's just that you haven't met a master before!"

Chicken Brother's arrogance is innate. No matter how simple he was at the beginning, he still can't change the perseverance emanating from his bones. He is wretched, but not afraid of trouble; he is lustful, but has principles.

Zhao Suran is his elder and the father of Yaxin's wife, so what? For Yaxin, he would rather be arrogant and arrogant!

"Huh, boy, you better not be lying!" Zhao Suran took off his coat, and someone took over behind him.

Brother Ji moved his muscles slightly and clasped his hands. All the spiritual power in the Dantian space was mobilized and guarded a position on his chest. Zhao Suran was very powerful and could not be easily defeated by him. Besides, it was not the case now.

Fighting means getting beaten. Chicken Brother asked himself, if he didn’t have spiritual power to protect his body, he would definitely die.

"Hey, Uncle Zhao, you haven't promised me yet, if I don't die, will you let me see Yaxin!" Brother Ji's whole body is overflowing with spiritual energy, but under his ability to hide it, the shape of his spiritual energy has changed a lot.

, the color also turned transparent.

The Yin-Yang Holy Body is such a benefit. The Yin Evil, Yang Gang and Five Elements are interchangeable and fused, which can completely turn the spiritual root attributes into chaos and nothingness, making it impossible for others to see the true nature of oneself.

Of course, these are all for immortal cultivators. People like Zhao Suran, who are extremely powerful beyond their limits, don’t understand what spiritual root attributes are!

"Huh, if you don't die, it's God's will!" Zhao Suran didn't say whether he agreed or not, but just answered vaguely, which made Brother Ji a little confused.

"Fuck, whatever!" Brother Ji shook his fists a few times, shouted, and stood firmly on the ground, "Come on, I'm ready!"

Zhao Suran raised his eyebrows, "Damn it, you dare to call yourself me in front of me, this Murong Qi is really arrogant!"

"Stop talking nonsense, take my punch first!" Zhao Suran moved his fist with him, and his huge fist was like a heavy hammer, hitting Brother Ji's chest horizontally.

With a sound of "Bang!", Brother Ji gritted his teeth, took a step back, and stopped.

Zhao Suran retracted his fist in shock. Although his first punch was just a test, it still used three points of force. Even an adult bull would fall to the ground after being hit.

However, Murong Qi not only accepted it forcefully, but also only took a small step back!

"Hiss!" The middle-aged people not far behind exclaimed, and the beautiful woman was even more brilliant. It seemed that she had given up too much to him in the previous fight with him!

Zhao Suran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took it seriously.

Brother Ji patted the front of his shirt and laughed in a low voice, "Uncle Zhao, are you kidding me?! Humph, if you only have this strength, then I would dare to rob Yaxin and go home!"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Suran shouted loudly, clasped his palm with one fist, and swung out a strange range. Between the opening and closing, his fist suddenly punched out in a straight line, hitting Brother Ji's chest heavily.

"Bang!" This time Zhao Suran used all his strength. Brother Chicken flew out and hit the stone table in the yard. He did not move for a long time.

Zhao Suran was shocked, he couldn't have been beaten to death directly?!

Before he could step forward, Brother Ji climbed up shakily. Although his face turned red, he still had a disdainful smile on his face, "I thought your fists were so heavy! Humph... That's it.

Have some power!"

Brother Ji took a few steps forward proudly, and the corners of his mouth and throat squirmed slightly. On the surface, it might seem that he was fine, but in fact, Zhao Suran's fist still hurt Brother Ji's heart, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he was forced to

It was swallowed.

Everyone was a discerning person, so they could naturally tell that Brother Ji had been injured. Even Zhao Yaqing could tell from Brother Ji's trembling hands that he was reaching his limit.

"You really want to see Yaxin so much?!" Zhao Suran put his hands behind his back and asked lightly.

"Nonsense, one more punch!" Brother Ji smiled and made a gesture of invitation, patting his chest, "These three punches are just to vent your anger. Yaxin is my wife and your daughter. In addition,
Chapter completed!