Asuru God Soul

Pen!

Fang Ji's head made a muffled sound when it was hit on the table by Chu Xing rain.

WOW!

The heavy square table flashed a light like the diffusion of water waves.

As a Yuanshi town specially set up for hegemony competition, all items in the town are blessed by defense runes, and the defense power of all tables is thousands of times higher than that of the outside world.

When the force of nearly 10000 Jin hit the table, the table was not cracked by this force.

The head of Fangji is a touch of bright red.

"Do you think I'm a soft persimmon, easy to pinch?"

Chu Xingyu sneered, pressed Fang Ji's head again and hit it on the table.

Pen!

"Are you blind or are you born blind? Call me the waste of magic night college?"

Pen!

"What are you, who can't tie a chicken in front of me? More waste than waste?"

With that, Chu Xingyu smashed the square table according to the head of Fang Ji.

Pen!

"I didn't provoke you, but you came to provoke me?"

Pen!

The sound of the collision between the head and the table made everyone on the second floor of the tavern palpitate.

Just now, Chu Xingyu held down his head and knocked on the table.

Why don't Fangji resist?

At this time, the square skill seemed to be on the cutting board. The fish that was about to die was manipulated by Chu Xingyu at will.

He respected the eight peaks of the martial arts realm, not to mention turning defeat into victory, but at least he had to have some resistance.

But the square technique is the action of defense and resistance.

If you smash it down like this, the iron man cast by the square technique will be smashed alive by the youth.

"Chu Xingyu, I'm wrong. You just told me to roll. I'll roll now. Please bypass me!"

The bloody Fang Ji begged bitterly. Originally, he thought Chu Xingyu was a soft persimmon. After the fight, he found that Chu Xingyu was a weight wrapped in persimmon skin.

It seems weak, but it is very hard.

It is a great shame for a warrior to beg for mercy.

Those who can participate in the Yuan Shi hegemony competition must be the best in the family and have their own pride.

He won't beg for mercy easily unless he has to.

Fang Ji wanted to resist, but under Chu Xingyu's magic hands, he had no fighting power all over his body, and could only passively hit the four tables again and again.

"Now want to beg for mercy?"

Chu Xingyu's eyes took a faint look at the bloody square skill.

"Chu Xingyu, spare me and I'll go now."

Fang Ji wanted to stand up and walk towards the stairs.

However, he just took two steps, but he was patted on his shoulder by the boy's palm.

"I've given you a chance before, but you don't know how to cherish it."

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

With that, Chu Xingyu pressed Fang Ji's head and smashed it down again.

The pupils of the crowd contracted fiercely.

What a cruel means!

They couldn't help but feel a touch of happiness. Fortunately, they didn't come forward with Fangji to find trouble for the youth. Otherwise, they would be the ones who are bleeding on their heads now.

Buzz!

On the square table, the energy diffusion speed like water wave weakened, and a fine crack had appeared on the table.

Hiss!

Suddenly, there was a sound of cold breath.

Can crack the square table with defensive Rune blessing.

The strength of Chu Xingyu cannot be underestimated.

"Stop!"

Just then, a group of people came from the stairs.

The leader is a dignified young man. His name is Tai Jian. He is the leader of the southern martial arts in Dongfang mansion this time.

He frowned when he saw the two men fighting.

Dongfang mansion had a number of places in the southern city selection campaign circle. He felt a little uncomfortable when he met a fighter.

Haramoto Taijian wants the two fighting to get out.

However, the boy with flying eyebrows beside the boy in white stopped his voice just about to scold.

Others don't know Dongfang Wuji, but I have seen him before.

Taijian knows that Dongfang Wuji is the little prince of Dongfang mansion.

I dare not offend him.

"Oh, fighting. I didn't expect to have a meeting tonight and watch a play."

In Taijian's silence, the boy on the left of the crowd looked at the boy in white with a touch of interest. His face was covered with blood.

Fang Ji's face had already been covered by the blood left on his forehead.

I can't see his face at all.

"Boy in white, beat it. The weak are beaten."

"Beat this boy up for me. I'll reward you well."

The good warrior is named Niu mang.

One of his favorite things is to insult the weak.

Seeing the boy with blood on his face, a touch of excitement flashed in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for the selection meeting in the campaign circle, he would even want to add a hand.

"Brother Niu, I'm Fangji!"

Hearing that his boss asked outsiders to beat him, his face was full of blood. Fang Ji cried and said.

After Niu mang was stunned, his face changed: "are you a square skill?"

He had asked Fangji to dominate the field in advance, but after they arrived, they couldn't see the boy.

I thought the Fangji didn't come to occupy the field, but asked for flowers and willows. It turned out that the man with a bloody face was his little brother.

"Brother Niu, help me!"

Fang Ji's whole body seemed to be torn down. He wailed loudly.

"Boy, you dare to hurt me!"

After knowing that the terrible warrior was a square skill, Niu mang turned extremely gloomy with a laughing face.

"Why, didn't you just let me continue to beat him?"

Chu Xing Yu's mouth was full of banter.

"Now, let him go!"

Niu Mang's face was livid and his younger brother was beaten. He just cheered. This scene was seen by the people around him. If it was spread, his face would be damaged.

Now, he wants to recover his lost face from Chu Xingyu.

But before that, he wants Fangji to come back safely.

"Fang Ji has offended me. I advise you not to mind your own business, including cheering."

Chu Xingyu's eyes were cold and whispered.

"Let him go!"

With a loud drink, Niu Mang's patience was exhausted.

"OK, I'll let him go!"

Chu Xingyu sneered, and his patience had been exhausted.

Immediately kick the square skill with your right foot!

Niu Mang's face suddenly changed.

Pen!

Under the strong and heavy foot of Chu Xingyu, Fang Ji's body was like a ball. After breaking the window of defense Rune blessing, he flew down directly from the second floor of the tavern.

At this time, Chu Xingyu didn't know whether the Fangji was dead or alive, but he was sure that the cultivation of Fangji had been abandoned by himself.

It is a mistake for him to store this kind of soft and hard garbage in the martial world.

"Boy, I won't let you go!"

Seeing Chu Xingyu disobeying himself, Niu mang roared and was ready to clean up the boy.

However, he was stopped by Taijian.

"Don't forget what we're here for tonight. Don't miss the big event."

Taijian, who has revenge, whispered. He looked at Chu Xingyu and Dongfang Wuji, and didn't want to have more trouble.

"Boy, wait for me!"

The boss said that Niu mang could only take a vicious look at Chu Xingyu.