"What am I doing?"

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, staring at the Tibetan Spiritual Master in red cassock with evil eyes and said, "You monks don't stay well in the Western Regions, and you come here to join in the fun. Be careful not to lose your life here.

This chess game is now alive in the eyes of the leader of this village. If you can't tell it, it's because you are short-sighted. How can you say that I am just messing around?"

After saying this, Jiang Dali looked at Su Xinghe with a clear gaze, "I will pick out one more person and break this chess game for you to see."

"You're going too far! Come on, everyone!"

Su Xinghe was not angry yet, but Master Zangling couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted loudly and suddenly rushed forward, as if the wind was rising from the ground, and rushed directly towards Jiang Dali. He pushed forward with one palm, and the air flow suddenly surged, like a savage beast crashing into Jiang Dali.

"Ridiculous!"

Jiang Dali snorted coldly without being wordy, and suddenly struck out with his big hand like breaking a brick into a monument. Ding Chunqiu's energy that he had just absorbed and stored in his right arm suddenly surged out.

boom!

A wave of air violently shook into a vortex, and as the palm of his hand punched through Master Zangling's air-splitting palm force, his body moved, and his palm was like an enlarged dustpan, slapping Master Zangling head on.

"Ah fight!"

Master Zangling let out a scream, and suddenly thrust his right palm forward, slashing up, down, left, and right, with such speed that no one could see clearly.

The heroes around him only saw that his palm movements were followed by his body, but few people saw that he had already struck four palms in one stroke, which were divided into four parts.

Jiumozhi, Feng Han, Duan Yu and others could see it clearly. When they saw this, they all cheered in their hearts. Jiumozhi rolled his eyes and had the idea of ​​taking action at the same time...

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Chapter completed!