I no longer want to talk nonsense to these people. These people are not only arrogant, but also extremely arrogant.

I also want us to pay 100,000 yuan, but I really don’t know how much we weigh.

When the yellow-haired and the Maolong saw me walking towards them, their brows frowned.

A disciple of the corpse-driven sect next to Mao Long said to Mao Long:

"Senior brother, this kid doesn't seem to want to lose money!"

Mao Long narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything.

And my cousin standing in front of him, Huangmao pointed at me even more arrogantly:

"Boy, what are you doing? You are asking you to pay for it, don't you want to pay it?"

While speaking, I had already arrived in front of the yellow-haired man.

I have already seen from the lines between the yellow-haired lines that this guy is definitely a gangster.

I don’t know how many people I have bullied. I met me today and it’s a bad luck.

I didn't say anything nonsense, and I raised my hand and grabbed his finger.

Yellow-haired face changed drastically:

"What are you going to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "click" sound, and his fingers instantly deformed.

Huangmao's face changed drastically, showing a look of pain and distortion:

"Ah! My hand!"

Immediately afterwards, I kicked it out.

The yellow-haired body flew backwards on the spot and hit the ground, tossing and turning, and it hurt.

"My hand, my hand..."

Everyone around was shocked. In their opinion, as long as they follow Huangmao and Maolong, there will be no time to suffer losses.

They almost walked sideways across Phoenix City.

After all, they all knew that the yellow-haired cousin was a cultivator and Mao Long, who drove the corpse.

This Maolong not only has a high level of Taoism, but also almost protects this cousin.

But now, not only did the money not come, but the yellow-haired man was beaten in front of Mao Long and his fingers were broken, which shocked them.

But in my heart, I couldn't help but start to pity me.

Because last time a Sanda coach beat Huangmao, and then Maolong got disabled.

"Damn it! You dare to hit my cousin!"

"So what if I fight?"

"Damn it, come on me!"

Mao Long was fierce and very angry.

Huangmao's subordinates even pulled out the steel pipe and rushed towards me.

My eyes looked straight:

"court death!"

I kicked it up with a few "bang" sounds, and I threw all three little gangsters holding steel pipes to the ground.

For me now, even if I don’t use Taoism, it depends entirely on the power of my body, and it is not something these little hooligans can fight against.

When Mao Long saw that Huangmao's subordinates were no match for me, he said to more than a dozen junior brothers from the corpse-driven sects around him again:

"You guys come on and destroy him for me!"

"It's my senior brother."

More than a dozen disciples of the corpse-driving sect spoke one after another, and rushed up at me.

Although they didn't hold anything in their hands, their strength and degree were very powerful and fast.

Moreover, a faint fluctuation of Taoist energy was emitted from their bodies.

These people are all practitioners who know how to practice.

However, this kind of person who cultivates the mind is really a scum among our Taoist sects.

My face darkened and I took action again.

He punched out and directly faced the fist of a corpse-driven sect.

The fists of the disciples of the corpse-driven sect are called iron fists. On weekdays, they like to use a pair of all kinds to hit trees, which is amazingly powerful.

When facing the Wandering Ghost, you also like to use your fists to directly bombard the other party.

At this moment, seeing me and his fists hit him, he still had disdain on his face.

I think this punch will definitely dislocate my hand bone.

"Take trouble for oneself!"

After saying that, he also tried hard.

But who knew that something was wrong when his fist just met me.

Because he saw that his punch was like hitting a steel plate.

Not only did he not appear in the scene he imagined, but he felt his arm hurt and even torn.

In the blink of an eye, he heard a "click" sound, and the direct hand bone actually broke directly.

There was even a torn sting and a "crack" sound came from the joints of the fingers.

His face suddenly changed drastically, and he screamed "Ah" with a subtle meaning, hugged his arm and fell to the ground.

And his entire hand had at least seven or eight bone cracks, and his arm bones were directly fractured.

After one punch, I ignored him and kicked another person.

In addition, the guy also kicked him over, and I intersected my feet.

But unfortunately, in the face of absolute cultivation and strength, this guy's bones are as vulnerable to me as a dead wooden stick.

Another "click" sound, and the bone was directly broken.

Next, I will beat twelve ones by myself.

I'm not too ruthless in my actions, but I'm definitely not gentle.

Faced with these Taoist scum, they will not have a memory if they don’t teach them a lesson.

Entering the Taoist sect by oneself does not mean using cultivation to bully the weak.

Now that I meet you, I will naturally not let them have good fruits to eat.

Screams were endless, and the whole room was filled with people and horses.

None of these disciples of the corpse-driven sect could catch my move.

As for Lao Feng, Yang Xue and others, they just blocked the door and didn't move.

Because they don’t need to take action at all, they don’t need to take action against these guys in front of them.

Mao Long, who was standing behind, was already confused.

Although he has some cultivation, he cannot move one by one.

In just one minute, more than a dozen disciples of the corpse-driven sect, plus a few gangsters, all lay on the ground.

Either he screamed with his hands or cried with his legs.

Now, only this Maolong is left.

I looked at him with a cold face:

"It's your turn!"

Mao Long was a little scared, but he still said with great enthusiasm:

"Little boy, you're still too late to admit your mistake now, otherwise you'll be dead!"

"Haha, is that!"

As soon as I finished speaking, my body flashed and rushed directly towards Mao Long.

This guy's pupils dilated quickly and he hurriedly dodged.

But it was still slow. I punched it out, and the guy resisted it with both hands.

With a punch, I smashed the guy out and hit the wall.

But because of the high level of cultivation, there was no fracture or anything else.

It's just that my hands are numb and I can't lift them up.
To be continued...