deceiving us "with a smile on his face, the short and fat man pulled the two-meter-tall man back into his chair, and he came forward and clasped his fist at Wu Zhi."Wulongtu, I'm really sorry, but my...Wu Zhi has built weapons for many people around him, even Sun Erniang.

and Pan Jinlian has always been under the protection of Wuzhi, so she doesn't need it at all.

Today, Wuzhi puts this stick into the hands of his wife.

this also shows that Wu Zhi admits that Pan Jinlian can stand on her own feet.

Wuzhi's laughter had just fallen when he suddenly turned his head and looked at Fei Shijie, who was not far away.

at this time, Wuzhi's right palm suddenly rolled like rain in the clouds.

A very strong internal force condenses between the palms of Wuzhi.

all of a sudden, many of the elders of the gang opened their eyes wide and were dumbfounded.

one of them exclaimed, "falling Dragon Palm!"

Wuzhi immersed himself and roared angrily: "Dragon battles fertile fields!"

Wu Zhi clapped his hand at Fei Shijie, and the external internal force seemed to condense into a dragon and roared toward Fei Shijie in a trance.

Fei Shijie can pretend to be handsome, but he can pretend to be a master in this group of beggars.

but when he really faced the moment of Wu Zhi, a "heavenly list"-level master, he was so scared that he hugged his head and screamed like a woman!

and this hand is not clapped on Fei Shijie's body, but the wall behind Fei Shijie has been smashed into a huge hole!

everyone can't help taking a breath!

just this slap, if you really hit it, I'm afraid Fei Shijie will become a pool of meat paste!

the elders of the gang hurriedly came forward and asked politely to Wu Zhi, "dare to ask the elder Gao's surname, why is it the dragon palm of our gang"

Wuzhi glanced sharply at the crowd.

No one dared to look directly at Wuzhi when he made eye contact with him.

he snorted: "A group of mud that can't hold up the wall!" The old man was entrusted by a hired man. get up and have a look here today to see how far you unmotivated things will take this beggar's gang! "

Wu Zhi looked at Pan Jinlian with a relieved face and nodded slightly: "but this girl is good."

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Wu Zhi was about to continue to say something when Wu Song, who had just been swept out by Wu Zhi, swooped down again.

"Old thief, what's the use of talking nonsense to these mangy dogs take a punch from the old man!"

the two brothers fought together again.

where do people dare to approach, for fear that they will become the fish in the pond under the city gate and stay away.

soon, they were out of sight.

even if people are gone, the strong collision sound in the air is still deafening.

after Wu Zhi and Wu Song left, all the elders, rudder masters and disciples turned around to look at Pan Jinlian, then clasped fists and saluted Pan Jinlian.

said in unison: "subordinates, meet the master!"

an hour later.

Wuzhi sits alone in his own bath.

the room is full of water vapor.

Wuzhi leaned against the wall of the bath and submerged his whole body in the water.

at this time, Wuzhi is not just taking a bath, he has fallen into a meditation.

in the process of fighting Wu Song just now, Wu Zhi was strongly attacked by Wu Song several times.

at the beginning, in order to avoid being discovered by the gang, Wu Song was told to be ruthless.

because of this, Wu Song's folly did not leave his hand, and every time he made a move with a strong inner strength.

however, they are all their own brothers, and Wu Song certainly can't kill him, so although he looks fierce, it's not a trick to kill.

as we all know, Liangshan 108 generals, round fists, no one is Wu Song's opponent!

once Wu Song's fists start, they are almost invincible. His drunken fist, once drunk, doubles his strength!

every time Wu Zhi was attacked by Wu Song, he felt a powerful force hitting his body.

at first, I still felt uncomfortable in the chest, so I had to fight it out.

but in the strong impact of Wu Song, Wu Zhi unexpectedly felt the bottleneck of his practice, and there was a faint loosening.re direct sarcasm.but Hua Rong didn't retort. He just clasped his silver gun and stared sharply at the razor.see the razor, smile!"Boy, you should know my name!" Now that you are up here, you must be...