Nangong Nuo'er also clenched her fists, stretched them out in front of her mouth, and breathed softly. Facing the dozen or so burly men rushing towards her, her expression did not change at all.
Calm and composed, as if she was not facing a group of opponents, but a group of friendly friends.
The street was already crowded with spectators watching the fun. They saw Nangong Nuoer, a little woman, actually challenging those dozen burly men. They couldn't help but sweat for him. But they are all ordinary people.
Even if he wanted to help her, he wouldn't dare to do anything casually.
"Third Miss, you must be careful. God bless, God must bless my Third Miss to beat them to pieces." Xiaoxiao clasped her hands and prayed to the sky, while Xiaoqi looked at the scene in front of him nervously, waiting to take action.
opportunity.
Just when the atmosphere was extremely tense and reached its highest point, they had already started fighting. Nangong Nuoer was seen positioning her horse on the spot with a calm expression. She did not have any weapons on her body. It should be said that her weapon was her pair of eyes.
He looks weak and boneless, [
But in fact, with her hands full of energy, her moves were very slow. Just when everyone thought she was about to be hit by their fists, her palms changed in many ways, not only blocking their fists.
, and let them hit their own people with their fists.
"Hey, Miss Third, what kind of martial arts is this? She seems to be selling very slowly, but in fact it is very fast, and it is also ever-changing. I have never seen such illusory martial arts." Xiao Qi, who originally wanted to step forward to help, looked at it.
She was already at ease alone, and couldn't help but look at them in surprise.
"Wow... Miss Third is so handsome." Xiaoxiao, who was still worried at first, showed an adoring smile when she saw this scene. With one against ten, they are no match for Miss Third. They are really useless.
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As the screams of the thugs continued to be heard from the battlefield, there was a series of applause from all around, and everyone couldn't help but give Nangong Nuo'er a thumbs up and praise her.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the dozen or so burly men had all turned into lap dogs lying on the ground and kept barking. Were they not being beaten by Nangong Nuo'er using his own strength?
People's hands, feet and ribs were broken by the force of her hand.
