Wang Shixian's body straightened, his palm was already pressed on the strong man's chest, and the internal force spit out and sent him away far away, he really couldn't stand this person's bad breath!

Dong Wenguang saw that Wang Shixian dared to make the first move, his eyes flashed, the wine bottle was thrown over, and at the same time he rubbed his body forward, and pointed like a knife, attacking Wang Shixian's throat and other key points again and again. Wang Shixian was secretly annoyed that Dong Wenguang was vicious, sideways to dodge the flying wine bottle, grabbed the bar chair that attacked behind him, and hit the front door of the person who attacked from behind, grabbed the chair, and smashed his head and face into Dong Wenguang's attacking hands.

Dong Wenguang slid sideways, his hands still stuck in Wang Shixian's throat.

The bar chair smashed into the air, Wang Shixian didn't wait for the bar chair to land, his waist and hips exerted his strength, the bar chair took off his hand, and he hit Dong Wenguang with infinite huge force, and at the same time, he made a "triple link" to seal the space for Dong Wenguang to dodge.

Dong Wenguang snorted coldly, turned his hand knife into a fist, and slammed it on the bar chair, and with a loud bang, the bar chair was torn apart! Standing not far behind Dong Wenguang, the master arranged by the elders of the Dong family to protect Dong Wenguang personally flashed forward to catch Wang Shixian's attack.

At this time, Zhao Ziyi and Zhao Guangming had already slapped their horses to kill, and Dong Wenguang's three or four entourages desperately tried to stop the two, but they were like mantis arms as a car, and they were unable to form an army, and they were knocked to the ground by Er Zhao in the blink of an eye.

I saw Xiong David, who was rushing wildly, poked his hands to the ground, grabbed the calves of the two people who had just fallen to the ground by Ben Erzhao, roared, and swept into the crowd blocking in front of him like a windmill, Shi Xiu and Wei Guang protected both sides of Xiong David.

The deafening music of the bar came to an abrupt end, and the sounds of fights, screams, pounding objects, and screams filled every corner of the hall, making the scene even more chaotic.

Cheng Mengjia turned to the bar as soon as possible, hid in a corner, and just saw a black shadow smashing on the bar and rolling to her feet, the lighting in the hall suddenly turned on. The face of the person who fell at her feet was facing her, her eyes were round, blood kept flowing from her mouth and nose, and her mouth was moaning, Cheng Mengjia, who saw such a scene for the first time since she was a child, trembled, and desperately shrank into the corner, only to feel that all kinds of sounds were squeezing straight into her head, she closed her eyes and covered her ears with her hands, shaking her head and screaming.

With the lights and the ability to see the surroundings clearly, it is not uncommon for bars to fight, and bar customers who are out of the range of fights have begun to have a tendency to watch, and some people have even begun to raise their mobile phones.

The security guards of the bar quickly rushed in from the outside, quickly formed a human wall, separated the spectators, and began to clear the room.

Zhang Bin is the head of the security of the Red Gang in this bar, he stood next to the human wall, his face was cloudy, and the people fighting in the field were all masters, especially a few people he knew, so he didn't dare to act rashly, in case the nobles didn't have a good time, they rushed forward to stop it, and it was easy to be angry. The bar operation manager also saw that the fight was extraordinary, and rubbed his hands next to Zhang Bin in a hurry, but he didn't dare to urge Zhang Bin to take action.

Dong Wenguang's heart kept sinking, he and Uncle Biao still had the upper hand at first, firmly suppressing the small-eyed young master in front of him, but as the fight continued, he felt that every move of the opponent was full of magic, and his mind was always led away involuntarily, his mind became heavier and heavier, and the air around him became viscous, as if he was helping the opponent try his best to pull his movements!

Uncle Biao also knew that the situation would not be good if he continued to fight, so he drank violently in his mouth, lifted his spirits, and cooperated with Dong Wenguang to attack with all his might, like two wild dragons flying around Wang Shixian left and right, wanting to take a bite on Wang Shixian.

Wang Shixian's true innate skills and palm skills are based on defense first, long and steady, and the offensive of the two is as steady as a rock! He knows in his heart that as long as he can barely support it at the beginning, he will have the opportunity to gradually exert the power of his little primordial god, so that the spiritual power will be concentrated with the internal force, affecting the opponent and forming a chance to turn the tables!

Zhao Ziyi was uncomfortable, he was besieged by three cultivators at the same time, although the strength of the three cultivators was not very good, but there were many people, for a time he was in danger again and again, and the defense finally showed flaws under pressure, his back was imprinted with a palm, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, struggling to support, waiting for the support of his comrades.

The situation was the first to open up at Zhao Guangming and others!

Zhao Guangming tried his best to seal his arms in front of his chest, but he was still kicked out by a friend of Dong Wenguang, who was also a cultivator, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air; Wei Guang hit one person in the stomach with both fists in a row, turned around and caught the leg kicked by the other person, and his right leg swung violently and hit the person's supporting leg, and as soon as his hand was released, the man fell to the ground in the air and could not get up again; Shi Xiu's hand cut into the neck of a person who wanted to sneak up on Xiong David, and then smashed the person in front of him with a high splitting leg.

The muscles of Xiong David's arms bulged high, as if he was about to stretch his clothes open from the inside! With a loud cry in his mouth, he actually pulled up the long bar countertop and slapped it at the cultivator who had just knocked Zhao Guangming away.

The marble countertop roared, and the cultivator had no room to hide, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his palms and slammed them on the countertop. With a loud bang, the marble table top snapped in response! A section of the table tops flew out, revealing the figure of the cultivator standing up to the sky with his hands held high.

At the moment when Xiong David held the marble table and smashed into the cultivator's palms, Wei Guang and Shi Xiu also pounced on the cultivator at the same time, just when the cultivator just showed his figure under the marble, Wei Guang followed the momentum and slid on one knee, his right hand clenched his fist, and with the force of his waist, he slammed into the cultivator's lower abdomen, and on the other side, Shi Xiu's left fist was also close to Wei Guang's right fist and was deeply sunk beside it.

The cultivator looked down at the two of them with blood-red eyes, grabbed their heads with both hands, and was just about to smash the two heads together with his might, when Xiong David flew into the air like a cannonball, and kicked his feet in the cultivator's chest!

The cultivator took a few steps back, couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground on his back!