The painful screams broke through the sky and went straight into the sky
The chaotic and insulting voices paused momentarily, and everyone around them was stunned.
Luo Qingfeng held the crushed finger, and her eyes became even colder. With a little force, she pulled out a figure from the crowd.
The man was sweating profusely and his face was pale. His eyes fell on Luo Qingfeng's hand.
And what Luo Qingfeng held in his hand was his finger.
She raised her eyes, looked at the man, and loosened her fingers.
The man felt the strength of his fingers loosen and felt more intense pain. His body softened and he almost knelt on the ground.
At this moment, in full view of everyone, he just let go of his hand, raised it in the air, and then pulled it hard.
"Pop" sounded crisply.
Five finger prints suddenly appeared on the man's pale face.
Luo Qingfeng raised his leg and kicked the man directly. Before the man could recover from the burning slap, he was kicked again in the stomach and fell to the ground.
The stunned people suddenly woke up when they saw this scene.
"How dare you hit someone?"
"Teach her a lesson, teach her a lesson"
"Beat her"
Everyone's expressions became even more distorted. Without saying a word, they approached Luo Qingfeng and raised their hands to greet her.
Luo Qingfeng's expression became increasingly grim. When he saw the falling hand, spiritual power surged in his body, and red light flashed, blocking all falling palms.
Then, she moved her figure, like a ghost walking in front of them.
"Bang" she raised her fist and hit the person closest to her on the nose, causing the nose to bleed.
"Bang" grabbed the next person's hand and threw him to the ground, and the sound of bones breaking was heard.
"Bang bang bang"
Three consecutive punches, each with just the right amount of force, landing on the most painful part of the human body.
"boom"
"Snapped"
"boom"
"Bang bang"
The sounds of violent beatings were heard one after another, and wherever Luo Qingfeng went, no one was left intact.
Without giving them any chance to fight back or gather their spiritual power, they all knocked them to the ground using hand-to-hand combat.
Luo Zi and Yu Yan stood outside the door, dumbfounded as they stared at the figures passing through the crowd.
Watching her helplessly, punch after punch, palm after palm, kick after kick,
Shoulders, arms, elbows, thighs, knees
Every part of the body seems to be a weapon for killing people
If she hadn't restrained her strength appropriately, the people lying on the ground now would not be seriously injured, but all of them would be dead.
Without condensing spiritual power, he just fought hand-to-hand and knocked nearly twenty spiritual beings to the ground. Almost none of the twenty spiritual beings could fight back.
So shocking
So shocking
So shocking
They have never seen such an offensive without any fancy. Every attack can give the opponent a fatal blow.
The disciples of the Tianzi Sect have already trained their muscles and bones to be extremely tough, but Luo Qingfeng only hit them so hard that they couldn't even stand straight.
Feng Jinghong stared at the busy figure, his eyes overflowing with cold light returned to gentleness, and his smile was even a little deeper than usual.
"Bang"
There was a final loud bang, and a mournful howl sounded from the top floor.
Nearly twenty people were piled together like a pile of rubbish.
Luo Qingfeng put his hands behind his back, walked up to them, and stared at them coldly.
"How about I, the trash, kill you all?" A cold voice sounded, bloodthirsty and cruel.