Yu Deshui's eyes were cold, and he glanced at them.

His hands were already moving.

No one saw what was happening, and when those black Tang costumes wanted to exert their strength, they already felt powerless. With more force, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Without exception.

Seeing this, Du Wenzhong's eyes froze.

He saw that his men were all nailed with wooden thorns.

Those acupuncture points are critical, and these people have been abolished even if they don't die. These people wearing black Tang costumes are all carefully selected by Du Wenzhong, and they are all Heavenly Masters without exception. However, in front of Deshui, they didn't even have a chance to make a move.

Seeing the black Tang costumes in front of him fall one by one, Du Wenxin was shocked.

Yu Deshui looked at him, raised his hand, his fingertips shook quickly, and a few sawdust hit Du Wenzhong again. With a few swishing sounds, the sawdust once again went straight to Du Wenzhong's vital acupuncture point.

Du Wenzhong gritted his teeth and dodged.

The weak-looking wooden thorns were nailed into the wall behind them, deeply embedded in them.

After Du Wenzhong dodged, he grabbed the stool next to him and let out a low roar, and the mahogany stool smashed towards Yu Deshui.

Yu Deshui did not dodge, he went up.

A fist swirled out and smashed on the surface of the stool, and suddenly, a stool that looked extremely strong was smashed by Yu Deshui and scattered.

smashed the stool with one hand, and Yu Deshui's other hand was not idle.

Then, a few wooden thorns, he flew out.

Lightning-fast.

In an instant, he arrived in front of Du Wenzhong. This time, the distance was too close, and Du Wenzhong was not so easy to dodge, so he raised his palm and went again, and blasted out the wooden thorns with one palm. However, these few wooden thorns forced him into a corner.

This time, Yu Deshui put his hands together.

More than a dozen sawdust, like arrows off the string.

Du Wenzhong blocked the front, but not the behind, he blocked with his arms, and the wooden spikes passed directly through his arms, changed direction slightly, and nailed to his body.

All of a sudden, Du Wenzhong swayed, and the blood at the corners of his mouth had already come out.

There was blood on both of his arms, but he didn't hurt the vital point because of the wooden thorns that changed direction. Spit out the blood in his mouth, and Du Wenzhong clenched his fists again.

His eyes were red.

Just as Du Wenzhong was about to make a move, the wall next to Yu Deshui made a bang. A large hole was broken in one of the walls, and a black shadow rushed over and directly hit Yu Deshui, who was about to strike again.

Yu Deshui just stared at Du Wenzhong, and he didn't expect that someone next to him could break through the wall and rush over, and he was knocked out.

Yu Deshui smashed on the mahogany table and chair next to him.

Suddenly, the exquisitely crafted furniture was smashed to pieces.

On the other side of the room, a middle-aged man stood there, his eyes grim. This person is the ninth uncle who vomited blood and fainted just now.

Looking at the one-foot-thick wall and being hit with a big hole, Yu Deshui was a little surprised.

The so-called master of the inner door has such power?

"Lao Jiu, you're here!" Du Wenzhong asked.

At this time, Du Wenzhong was already embarrassed, his body was scarred and bloodstained, and he completely lost the momentum of the boss before.

This person who was called Lao Jiu by Du Wenzhong, named Li Ajiu, traveled the rivers and lakes with Du Wenzhong when he was young. Although he is not a Heavenly Master, he is an inner genius with profound skills, and even Du Wenzhong himself is not sure whether he is his opponent or not.

In fact, Du Wenzhong wanted to compete with Li Ajiu several times, but Li Ajiu never agreed, and Du Wenzhong had to give up.

Therefore, the arrival of Li Ajiu is tantamount to a savior for him.

"Brother Du, are you okay?" Li Ajiu's question seemed a little strange, saying that he was caring, but he had a feeling of indifference.

"I'm fine." Du Wenzhong said.

It didn't hurt important acupuncture points, but the wooden thorns on Du Wenzhong's body were enough for him to drink a pot. The slightest movement of his body would cause severe pain.

Du Wenzhong squatted on the ground with his back against the wall, but Li Ajiu did not help him up at the first time.

The other side.

Yu Deshui, who fell into the pile of furniture, coughed twice.

At that moment just now, he was a little confused, and he felt as if he had been pushed by a cow, and the force was too strong.

Up to now, Yu Deshui's ribs on the right side are still faintly working, I don't know if they were broken by that strong force just now.

Holding on to the broken stool next to him, Yu Deshui stood up.

Li Ajiu's gaze was sharp, and he slowly clenched his fists, revealing a strong momentum inside.

"Lao Jiu, don't hurt his soul!" Du Wenzhong said.

Li Ajiu didn't pay attention to Du Wenzhong, he exerted force under his feet, and with a very strange footwork, he rushed towards Yu Deshui.

This footwork made Yu Deshui incomprehensible.

He had no way to predict what kind of way Li Ajiu would make a move to deal with such an inner master, and what Yu Deshui lacked was experience.

Yu De sailors still had wooden thorns on their hands, and he shot out a few.

wanted to disturb Li Ajiu's footwork, and then, these wooden thorns had no effect on Li Ajiu at all. A few steps later, a dragon claw hand was already pinched on Yu Deshui's neck.

Yu Deshui took a step back, turned over, and smashed at Li Ajiu's Heavenly Spirit Gai with a punch.

However, the fist looks