Chapter 57: The Power of the Fist!

The grass pheasant's face changed dramatically and he opened his mouth.

"This is a matter between me and the Gu brothers, so I don't need you to interfere?" Kusanagi Yan defended, clutching his crippled palm.

"The two brothers are friends of mine in the same village, and they have saved my life twice, the most recent of which was from your third brother. Therefore, they are as kind to me as a mountain, and they can't repay me in this life!"

Hearing Xiao Zheng's words, Kusanagi's expression was distorted, and he glanced around, and was shocked to find that he had been forced into a dead end, and there was a pit behind him.

"This is a matter between our Kusanagi clan and the Gu brothers, you have to think about the consequences!" Kusanagi Yan replied with a look of horror on his face.

"I've made it very clear just now, I don't need to go through the trouble with you!" Xiao Zheng drank loudly and walked violently to the half foot in front of Kusanagi Yan.

"You...... What do you want to do, tell you, if I have any three strengths and two weaknesses, my eldest brother and third brother will definitely avenge me!" said Kusanagi threatened.

Xiao Zheng's anger rose, staring at Kusanagi Yan. Approaching step by step, he retorted: "Your eldest brother killed Gu Feng, your third brother attempted to kill me, and you burned Gu Nan's body alive with fire." Even if your eldest brother and third brother don't come to me, I'll go to him!"

Hearing this, Kusanagi Yan's face distorted for a while, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, threatening: "Don't forget, I still have a martial spirit!"

As soon as these words came out, Kusanagi Yan suddenly swam his arms and drew a blurred afterimage, intending to open the martial soul space and release the martial soul in the first time.

However, due to the mutilated palm, it was not possible to open it in the first place.

Xiao Zheng, who was close at the foot, didn't give Kusanagi Yan a second chance, turned over with one kick, and with a ninth-order power of the Heavenly Martial Realm, he stopped his waist and kicked at Kusanagi Yan.

Boom!

With a dull sound, Kusanagi's body, like a sandbag, hit the rock wall behind it and was bounced back and fell into the pit.

Kusanagi Yan rolled up from the pit and roared hysterically: "You haven't released the martial soul yet, it's not fair, I don't accept it!"

"You also know that it's a pity!!, but you don't have a chance!!" Xiao Zheng drank vigorously, his body was like an arrow, and his shadow rushed forward.

In mid-air, he turned over and punched, a fist of steel and iron bones, clanging, slowly swirling, and the void twisted into a vortex.

The fist wind, swallowing faint flames, instantly enveloped Kusanagi's vision.

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Kusanagi was shocked, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Hurriedly threw a punch at the counterpart.

Rumble!

Kusanagiyan's fist, in front of the other party, was like a bright red berry, which was blasted to pieces in an instant, and the torn fingers, along the vortex trajectory, swirled in unison and flew away.

"Ahh

Kusanagi screamed, hurriedly withdrew his hand, stumbled one after another, fell on his back, rolled to the ground, and desperately climbed up the tunnel.

As soon as I climbed the pit, I rushed to the ridge and pounced like a tiger.

But immediately suffered a punch from Xiao Zheng.

The whirling fist penetrates into the spine and spreads. Kusanagi's body is like a tiger fluttering, and the muscles in his chest are twisted in large swaths, driving the whole body to spin in the air.

Suddenly, the out-of-control figure brought out a large stream of blood, and it spun out for more than ten feet.