Mu Qingyu is a strong girl, so strong that she is a bit stubborn.

That's why she raised her arm again and threw a second punch when the first punch had no effect.

The emotions contained in it are anger and unwillingness, but more importantly, a determination that one would rather live in pieces than in ruins.

But He Zikun looked at the slender fist that was getting closer and closer, with the corners of his mouth raised, full of disdain, and sarcastically said: "It's so stupid to shake a tree like a cricket."

As he spoke, his energy surged, forming an invisible wall of energy in front of him.

"Bang!"

The slender fist hit the invisible air wall hard, unable to move even an inch.

With the help of the Sun, Moon and Star Three Lights Qi-Entraining Method and the many cultivation resources left by Chen Yu, Mu Qingyu has quietly reached the realm of Grand Master.

In the eyes of ordinary people, warriors at the Grand Master level are extraordinary and extraordinary.

But in He Zikun's eyes, he was pitifully weak.

Because he is a genuine martial arts genius!

A twenty-five-year-old martial arts prodigy deserves the title of genius no matter where he is placed.

That's why he arrogantly said the comment "The earthworm shakes the tree".

How dare a little grand master challenge the innate majesty of martial arts?

What is it if it's not stupid?

He Zikun shook his head and sighed: "It seems that you are going to be toasted instead of having to drink as a penalty. In that case, don't blame me for being rude. But don't worry, I will be kind to you. After all, you are so beautiful.

Even if you hurt yourself a little bit, you are wasting your natural resources."

As He Zikun said this, he raised his hand and grabbed Mu Qingyu.

The speed was very slow, getting closer inch by inch.

He Zikun just wanted Mu Qingyu to understand the feeling of being able to do nothing but watch oneself being desecrated.

For this reason, he felt happy.

There is a bracelet on Mu Qingyu's right wrist.

That was something given to her by Chen Yu.

She always wore it.

At this moment, suddenly.

The bracelet blooms with brilliance.

A majestic spiritual energy spurted out.

"What's this!?"

He Zikun was startled and couldn't help but exclaimed.

At the same time, he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he quickly circulated his energy in order to strengthen his defense.

But it's too late.

At the moment when the bracelet glowed, Qingyu was so blessed that he opened his right fist into a palm and quickly closed it again.

Between this contraction and release, I have grasped this majestic spiritual energy.

Then, he punched out.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise.

His fist hit the invisible air wall hard.

He Zikun just wanted to laugh.

"Click."

The sound of shattering sounded.

Visible cracks appeared on the invisible air wall.

The next moment, the air wall collapsed.

He Zikun was stunned, even a little stunned.

A great master actually broke through his innate defense of martial arts?

How is this possible?

What's up with that bracelet?

What the hell is that power?

He Zikun's thoughts were already confused.

Qingyu's fist is still moving forward.

The momentum is overwhelming!

final--

"Bang!"

He punched He Zikun hard in the face.

This time, it's no longer as useless as before.

"Hmm."

He Zikun groaned.

Blood spurts.

Under the heavy blow from the fist, his facial features were all distorted, as if they were blending together.

Immediately afterwards, he flew out like a kite with a broken string and hit the wall hard.

"Boom."

The wall collapsed and a big hole appeared.

Outside the big hole is tens of meters in the sky.

He Zikun fell directly.

Others in the room were stunned when they saw this.

The old man Xiantian who punched Liu Yidao away was the first to react and exclaimed: "Master!!!"

Then he rushed towards the cave entrance desperately, wanting to check on He Zikun's condition.

At this time.

"I'm fine."

A hoarse and deep voice sounded.

Then, a palm grasped the edge of the hole.

He Zikun is back again.

It's tens of meters high in the sky outside.

But this is normal.

After all, he is also a genius in martial arts and can use the method of volley and air step.

However, he looked a little embarrassed at this time.

My nose was red and swollen, even a little crooked, and it was bleeding.

Half of his cheek was also bruised and swollen.

His originally handsome face was somewhat disfigured by this punch.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was fine.

"Master..."

"Shut up!"

He Zikun interrupted him, and then fixed his eyes on Qingyu with extremely sinister eyes.

Qingyu stood there, calm and composed.

"Damn it!" He Zikun raised his hand to wipe the nosebleed, but as soon as his hand touched the place where he had just been punched, he felt a burst of burning pain.

This pain was really painful, and it made him grin.

But the pain stimulates the madness.

He was filled with rage, and his face became distorted, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

"You fucking bitch, you dare to hit me, you fucking dare to hit me... You are looking for death, you are really looking for death!!!"
To be continued...