Although Jun Feijue was speaking, his mental power was put to the maximum, and he stared cautiously at everyone present.

She let Fan Qiyue go down to practice, but she didn't go to get stabbed.

"Well..."

Although his heart was full of doubts, Zhong Li believed in Jun Feijue's strength, since he said so, he should be sure.

"Hmph, Zhong Li, you are really living more and more, let a white and tender child stand out for you!"

Seeing this, Sang Wu looked disappreliant, clenched his hands into fists, and hit Fan Qiyue hard, "Little beast, then I will solve you first, and then kill Zhong Li, Tiger Roar Fist!"

After speaking, a punch was thrown, and a tiger-shaped beast shadow mixed with the wind rushed towards Fan Qiyue with a roar.

"Ah, old... Tiger!"

Seeing the fierce tiger coming, Fan Qiyue panicked, and her first reaction was to dodge.

He was a boy, he fought for the first time in his life, and when he encountered such a fierce thing, the courage he had just given birth to instantly collapsed, and he was so frightened that he lost his face.

"Hahaha, a child is a child, it's useless!"

"Hahaha..."

Looking at his reaction, Sang Wu took the lead in showing a disdainful sneer, and the bandits next to him also laughed with disdain.

Seeing this, Jun Feijue also raised his hand, ready to help her resist the attack.

"Roar..."

However, at this moment, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Fan Qiyue's body, and the phantom of a giant beast appeared.

"Whew..."

After the fist wind touched the golden light, it actually stopped slightly, and then it dissipated automatically!

Sangwu: "......"

Bandits: "......"

Seeing this meeting, everyone was confused!

That golden light, what the hell is it, even more fierce than the Tiger Roaring Fist?!

The thieves all know that this Tiger Roar Fist is Sang Wu's famous mastery, and he stole it from a small sect when he used to learn the arts.

Although it was only a Xuan-level martial art, it was unleashed by a fifth-order powerhouse of the True Xuan Realm, and its power was also quite terrifying.

However, the young man, the young man who looked like a bean sprout, was able to defend himself with his body!

This is simply unheard of!

"Well, doesn't it hurt?"

And Fan Qiyue, who returned to her senses, found that she was not injured, and her fear began to slowly subside, and people calmed down a little.

So, he immediately stood up, led the ink needle in his hand, and threw it towards Sang Wu.

Then, he subconsciously regarded Sang Wu as a piece of clothing, and the ink needle quickly passed through his limbs.

In just an instant, countless dense thin threads attached to him, directly sewing him into a round living tumbler, looking at the stitches, it was also very symmetrical and quite beautiful.

However, none of this is visible to the other bandits.

They just saw that Sang Wu, who was originally standing well, suddenly sat on the ground with his buttocks, and then put his feet on his shoulders and clasped his legs with his hands, forming a round spherical shape in a difficult posture.

"Ahh

Penetrated by the ink needle through his limbs, the pain was conceivable, and Sang Wu immediately let out a miserable howl.

However, those bandits' subordinates didn't know why Sang Wu suddenly screamed, and they looked at it in great pain.

"It's... That's it?"

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