Feng Qiyi puffed out his eyes like copper bells, and he couldn't breathe.

He replied sharply: "Yellow-haired ghost, you molested girls and are still polite!" Under the blue sky and white sun, you are lawless, despicable and shameless! For a brute like you, you still want to be polite? ”

The yellow hair saw the people of the Xuewutang who gathered around, and seemed to have confidence. He smiled slyly and swung his fist at Feng Qiyi to face the attack.

"Huh? Dare to make a move?! Feng Qiyi muttered, raised and kicked the yellow-haired waist, kicking him directly to the ground.

"Ahh How dare you hit…… I ......" the yellow hair screamed, trembling with panic and sorrow.

"Are you going to pretend to give him back?" Feng Qiyi said disdainfully, rushing forward and slamming him in the chest with a fierce punch.

Just hearing the "bang", the yellow-haired body immediately concave into a shrimp shape, and the buttocks sat on the ground and slid backwards violently, rubbing an obvious mark.

At this time, there were many students on the third floor and the outer three floors of the Xuewu Hall, and there were two middle-aged people standing on the high platform not far away.

The man in the suit with glasses stretched out his hand and pointed in this direction, and was respectfully saying something to another tall middle-aged man.

"Baga, who's making trouble?" At this moment, a Japanese student with a beard shouted loudly. With a long stick in his hand, he rushed quickly.

As soon as he ran forward, he didn't care about the indiscriminate hair, picked up the stick and called Feng Qiyi and the others. Feng Qiyi is a martial artist, but the other followers are ordinary people. The stick of the board brush is not something they can afford.

Dugu Junchi couldn't help it and wanted to rush forward, but was easily stopped by a hand. He turned his head to see that Yingtian was blinking quietly, signaling that he didn't need to make a move.

Because Yingtian could see that the Japanese people in the early stage of the fifth layer of the quenching body were not Feng Qiyi's opponents.

"Yaga, your ancestor!" Feng Qiyi couldn't hear the bird song of the Japanese people, so he raised his hand directly, stubbornly blocked the attacking long stick, and then rushed forward violently, angrily scolding and punching, forcing the Japanese people to keep retreating miserably.

The widow, who had been punched several times, screamed as if calling for his companions to come and help.

Feng Qiyi rushed up with the ass worms, raised his fist and slammed it at the immobile widow.

This situation looks funny, it is really a martial arts fight without routines, and the master is killed by punches. After a while, the Japanese were beaten and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and they began to cry "whining".

"Huh! Didn't it say that the thieves would not surrender if they were killed? Why didn't you cry after a few beatings? Feng Qiyi joked, and showed a grinning expression.

"The thieves have long been bloodless, and they have all become a group of male thieves and female prostitutes. However, he didn't lose the bad water in his stomach, and he thought of ways to cross the ocean to harm his ancestors all day long. ”

"Dogs, isn't it popular in your country to sleep in the same bath? Why don't you go back and continue to plague the women in your family? ”

"The ghost thief has not changed his heart, relying on the cooperation and support of the old traitor, he has scourged our school and bullied our girls!"

Several people around Feng Qiyi scolded and cursed, although they scolded freely, but it was difficult to resolve their grievances.

The old traitor in their mouth is the vice president of the International College surnamed Zhang, and he is also a tall warrior standing on a high platform.

At this time, although the boys who are yin and yang weird on weekdays speak vulgarly, they are reasonable in every word. The four of Yingtian saw it clearly, and it was refreshing to listen to it, and they were already a little impressed by them.

As a burst of grunting rumors and thieves came from far and near, two powerful warriors quickly stood in front of Feng Qiyi and the others.

Suddenly, a powerful coercion burst out from the body of a fourth-layer Grandmaster, and the melon-eating crowd around immediately retreated quickly. Even so, several students did not have time to run far, and fell to the ground screaming in an instant.

Yingtian's eyes froze, and he raised his right hand, and a majestic aura shot out instantly. Hearing only the soft sound of "bang", the coercive power of the grandmaster and the Japanese people was dispersed and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?" Vice President Zhang on the high platform was slightly startled, and then the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he continued to watch the development of the situation disapplaudedly. He was unmoved by the aura of the man who shot it, and felt that it was not enough to worry him.

At the same time, Feng Qiyi obviously felt that he had met a master, and hurriedly beckoned a few pale followers to quickly retreat.

Another Grandmaster, a seventh-layer realm man, smiled playfully: "Huh, which martial artist made the shot just now?" Stand up if you have a kind! ”

In fact, this late Grandmaster's widow had already noticed Yingtian, judging from his aura, he was only a mid-Grandmaster martial artist. Therefore, the Japanese people asked him to stand up with each other in a playful manner and obediently bear their abuse.

Yingtian glanced at him, who didn't understand the hidden scheming. He pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "The thief can't change the character of a slut, and he looks like he is begging to be beaten everywhere." ”

"Yaga, what did you say? Look for death! The Japanese man clenched his fists in rage, jumped up directly, and pounced on him.

Yingtian did not show weakness, and stepped forward, his right hand was infused with true qi, his fist was blue, and he greeted him with a "whew".

"Bang!" The impact of the internal qi energy and the collision of the fists in the opposite direction caused the surrounding air waves within nearly 40 meters to explode, and the glass door of the Xuewutang "banged" and cracked, and the fragments of glass blocks and sawdust rolled up like the wind and flew all over the sky.

The surrounding students screamed, and once again ran around, fleeing in confusion. The few people standing in front of them moved a little slower and couldn't dodge, and were directly lifted off by the air wave.

"Click!" In the later stage of the Grandmaster, the Japanese screamed in pain, broke their finger bones in many places, and their hands were drenched in blood. He looked at Yingtian in horror, already abrupt and afraid.

Then, the Grandmaster's fourth-level realm widow took two swords in his hand and handed one of them to his injured companion. The two glanced at each other, and then riveted their strength and slashed over.

Yingtian was ruthless in his heart, and performed the "Wind Cracking Sky Breaking Technique" of "Chasing the Sun", and easily dodged the two attacks with a dodge.

He picked up the one-foot-long plastic steel door groove on the ground, and as if holding a short sword, he picked it up at the two Japanese grandmasters like chasing the wind and the sun.

A "flowing river" "Hongling Sword Technique" move, accompanied by the "Rapid Thorn" of the "Two Points of Rapid Thorn Technique", two fierce sword qi suddenly burst out from the tip of the door slot, like white light and the sun and moon, and the purple qi row is as invincible as a bullfight.

Suddenly, the two widows were forced to panic and retreated more than ten steps back.

"Kill the chicken and give it." The Japanese people circled their legs and cooperated with each other to charge again. Yingtian saw that his body was strange, as if he was stepping on a curve and suddenly attacked.

When the bright blade approached his eyes, he made a move to "Stack the Thief Wind in the Air", and instantly disappeared for a second, making the Japanese suddenly lose their target.

Before they could figure out the situation, Yingtian slammed the two of them on the calves with the door slot in his hand.

"Click!" Hearing only the sound of two broken bones, the two widows were short in shape, howling like killing pigs, and then knelt on the ground, and fell to the ground with two "bangs".

A large number of students around stared at everything that happened in the field from afar, and they all opened their mouths in shock, enjoying the excitement of the fight in disbelief, which was ten million times more exciting than the blockbuster of the moldy country!

Feng Qiyi and others were fascinated by it, and they had already made Yingtian a celestial.

Now, they have admired this "big brother" so much that they will sigh to follow him to the death and never regret it!

Although Dugu Junchi and the three of them had seen Yingtian's power, they were all shocked to see him defeat the powerful thieves so easily.

Yingtian looked around vigilantly, and the eyes that looked at everything and the black hair that was windless made the girls around him fascinated and screamed.