The other slaves wished to stay away from such occasions, lest they cause trouble to the upper body, and splashed with blood.

At the moment, they rushed out, but they didn't go far, but watched from the periphery of Baibu.

Yang Qin slammed his coat away, roared, and punched out: "Find something to die!"

In the room, several women shrank into a ball, not daring to breathe.

Ling Luoyu closed his eyes slightly, listening to the aura outside.

Yang Qin's breath is hard, and it is mainly kill.

And Liao Feng's breath is a bit interesting--

The moment he punched you, Ling Luoyu's lips curled into a smile.

"Wu Xiu..."

Liao Feng's breath is similar to that of the old helmsman and He Laodao.

"No wonder, daring to have such a hard temper, it turned out to be Wu Xiu! It's just... why is he here?"

To be precise, his purpose here, the thing he wants to take, also has something to do with Wu Xiu! ?

"boom!"

Yang Qun was punched in the chest and his whole body smashed into flight.

But before landing, Liao Feng's fist caught up again and hit his chest again without mercy.

However, this time, instead of flying Yang Yun, he was condescending, punching him into the ground from top to bottom.

"boom!"

Yang Qin fell to the ground like a tattered, splashing dust from the ground.

"what"

Before the scream could be heard, Liao Feng shot again.

"boom!"

The fist was still on the chest.

"Crack!"

Rib fractures.

The piercing pain made Yang Yun almost fainted, and the scream in his mouth turned into a sob.

However, Liao Feng didn't stop, but punched it down.

Yang Qin's whimper turned into a struggle, and finally turned into a zombie, as Liao Feng's fist swayed, his eyes blank.

The crowd watching

What's the situation?

what happened?

Are they dazzled, or are they missing something?

Shouldn't Yang Xun hang and beat that slave?

Why is it that Yang Xun has been abused now! ?

This sudden change caused everyone to still not react when Yang Xu was beaten and unable to fight back.

Although Yang Xu was beaten and had no strength to fight back, Liao Feng didn't mean to stop.

The fist wind howled, still hitting his chest.

"How? Even with the ring, I can beat you all over the floor..."

Liao Feng only used a little Wu Xiu's force, almost nothing.

If it weren't for a cultivation base like Ling Luoyu, he wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Liao Feng completely relied on the strength of his two hands to fight Yang Qun, crying and crying.

"Liao Feng!" Ling Luoyu's voice suddenly rose.

Liao Feng's fist suddenly seemed to be restrained by some force, unable to move.

Shocked, he also closed his fists.

"Luck you kid!"

Throwing Yang Yin to the ground, he rubbed the blood on his fist and stared at the crowd around him.

The news that a slave violently beat the guard of Yan's house with his bare hands will soon be passed on.

It won't take long for someone to check it out.

This is his deal with Ling Luoyu

Designed by her, he took action to deal with Yang Xu together.

Lianbu moved lightly, and Ling Luoyu squatted down beside Yang Yu, tapping his shoulder with his fingertips.

"Hey, are you dead?"

At that moment, the Primordial Chaos Spirit came out, rushed into Yang Qin's body, and hit his heart.

A violent blow, like an electric current, instantly activated his heart.