4: C4 God of War

C4 God of War

Bai Dingfeng had just revealed a look of shock when the next moment, he let out a miserable cry!

The scream was too loud, completely covering the cracking sound coming from his arm, as well as the sounds of discussion!

Bai Dingfeng knelt heavily on the ground, his forehead full of sweat. Before he could react, Bai Dingfeng's legs received another heavy blow.

Yan Su kicked Bai Dingfeng's knees, instantly crippling Bai Dingfeng's limbs.

"You are wrong because you did not take my words seriously. So now you kneel and talk to me. Don't worry, there will be more Bai family to accompany you.

Everything happened so fast that even Bai Dingfeng couldn't say a word. He was lying on the ground, trembling all over.

He had never thought that as the young master of the Bai family, he had never been treated like this!

"Hiss!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yan Su. Their faces were twitching in disbelief.

"What did I see?

"That man crippled Bai Dingfeng's leg? "How dare he!"

"He's dead! Bai Dingfeng is not only the successor of the Bai family, he is also the last disciple of the Xing Yi Fist Zhang Dejing!

"If he offends these two forces, he won't be able to live in Jiang City anymore!

"He is decisive in killing and does things without any hesitation. He is a ruthless man!"

From the beginning to the end, Yan Su had been standing where he was, not moving a single step!

"Kid, do you know how important the Bai family is?!

And what weight does Young Master Bai have?!

You actually dare..."?!

The sudden voice made Yan Su glare at the person who spoke. Before that person could speak again, Yan Su had already said something that made people shiver." The Bai family is just an ant. If you are willing to be buried with this ant, then continue speaking.

"You...!

Zhang Tianlong's face twitched. He did not expect that this kid would dare to speak so arrogantly. Even if he did not look at the monk's face, he would at least look at his own face.

At any rate, he was the eldest disciple of the Form and Will Fist Master, Zhang Dejing. Today, he represented the Form and Will Fist Sect to congratulate Little Junior Brother's home!

Jiang City's Xing Yi Fist Sect! Who didn't know!?

Who didn't know!

Who wouldn't give them face, but Zhang Tianlong never thought that he would be taught a lesson by a little brat!

However, even though Zhang Tianlong was extremely angry in his heart, when he saw the deep expression of this young man who wasn't even in his early twenties in front of him, he couldn't help but shiver in his heart!

"Damn it..." Zhang Tianlong cursed in his heart!

Just what kind of terrifying existence did the Bai family offend?!

"Do you still want to stop me now?

Just as Zhang Tianlong's expression was changing, Yan Su's question came out of his mouth.

However, it was a powerful sound, and no one dared to make a sound for a moment.

"I really don't dare to stop you!"

The expression on Zhang Tianlong's face changed indeterminately. After which, his gaze shifted to the clubhouse behind him. After which, he sneered, "However, this is not a good place to enter!

Brat, you will regret it!

"If you continue to spout nonsense, you will regret it even more!

Yan Su coldly glanced at Zhang Tianlong. "These years, the people who died in my hands had generals and foreign leaders. If not for the fear of dirtying my hands, you would have no way out now.

"Then I will really ask for your advice and see how you are going to make me lose my way!

The repeated sounds of intimidation made Zhang Tianlong unable to endure any longer. As the descendant of Xing Yi Fist, he wanted to see how this brat who only knows how to talk big, how did he let himself not have a chance to live!

"Form and Will Fist!

Zhang Tianlong!

" Ask for advice!

Zhang Tianlong, who was standing in the middle of the arena, stepped on the half-arc-shaped ground with his foot. He was already in a stance, and he really did have that kind of stance!

"Eldest Senior Brother!

Take... revenge for me!

Kill this little bastard!

Bai Dingfeng, who was lying on the ground, looked at Yan Su with hatred and said to Zhang Tianlong, who was beside him.

"Good fellow!

This is the attack of the descendant of the Form and Will Fist!

"Just watch!

When the Xing Yi Fist strikes, this brat doesn't have much chance of survival!

"Sigh!

It was not good to offend anyone, but he had to offend the disciples of Bai family and Xing Yi Fist... "I'm afraid Master Zhang can crush this kid with one punch." The surrounding mocking voices continued. However, Yan Su was not moved. He only blinked his eyes and looked at Zhang Tianlong with disdain. "You can do whatever you want.

If you can't handle it, I'll lose.

"Sharp teeth, sharp-tongued brat!

A trace of hostility appeared on Zhang Tianlong's face. As he spoke, his figure flashed." Brat!

Die for me!

The Fiery Fist Wind came from Zhang Tianlong's fist. It seemed to have an extremely powerful attack power!

However, Yan Su only glanced at it indifferently. Then, he struck out with lightning speed and tightly clenched Zhang Tianlong's rough fist.

His strength was boundless!

Zhang Tianlong never thought that he would be able to blast a cow's fist to death. In the blink of an eye, he would be ruthlessly clenched by someone. What was even more terrifying was that he still couldn't struggle!

He could only allow the other party to pinch him!2

The final struggle!

The people at the entrance of the clubhouse had already seen the result before they could clearly see what was going on!

And this word also appeared in their minds!

The final struggle!

One must know that Zhang Tianlong was the eldest disciple of the River City's Form and Will Fist Master, Zhang Dejing. He had defeated countless experts in the martial arts world. But now, it was less than a round!

He was actually firmly held back!

"Since you like to be buried with ants so much, then go and accompany them!

A faint voice came out of Yan Su's mouth. In the next moment, with a cracking sound, Zhang Tianlong's palm was instantly twisted apart!

His five fingers instantly turned into a lump of dead meat. Unfortunately, before he could scream, Yan Su had already kicked him between his legs.

Just like what happened to Bai Dingfeng earlier, the ruthless move caught Zhang Tianlong off guard. His body instantly turned soft and he collapsed onto the ground.

He could only moan continuously.

At the entrance of the clubhouse, the people standing here all swallowed their saliva. They looked at Yan Su in a daze and felt a burning pain on their faces.

Even an expert like Zhang Tianlong was defeated. He was left in the heads of these people. There were only five words left in their heads!

The god of slaughter in War God!

In less than half an hour, three crippled people were lying on the ground.

What was even more terrifying was that these three people were all reputable figures in Jiang City!

Yan Su wiped the dust off his palm and glanced at the people around him. His eyes were cold and ruthless.

The people around him couldn't help but shiver. They were afraid that they would offend this god of slaughter.

"Girl!

Let's go in!

Yan Su looked at the door of the Tiansheng Club and said.

Five years ago, the Bai family had committed a crime. It was time to pay them back!

There was no other unusual expression on Yem Qi's face. She looked at the man in front of her who had developed feelings for her since she was young!

Five years had passed. Brother Yan Su should be having a hard time.

Yem Qi went forward and held Yan Su's arm.

It was a perfect opportunity!

The two of them walked into the clubhouse under everyone's shocked and terrified gazes.

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