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Chapter 92 Three Punches to Kill

When Feng Qianqiu saw a powerful expert from the Spirit Realm suddenly appear in front of Chen Jue, he immediately became wary and took a step back.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he roared, "Where did this wild woman come from, daring to interfere with the Fire Sect's business?!"

"Since you've asked, I'll mercifully tell you!"

"This young lady remains true to her name and surname, Red Bandit Red Three, here to kill you!"

Dressed in a red and white gymnastics uniform, Hong San stepped on the broken roadbed and leaned forward, rushing towards Feng Qianqiu like an arrow released from a bow.

"Red bandits?!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qianqiu's expression changed drastically. He tried to run away, but the other person had already rushed to his face.

He had no time to escape, so he could only lift his heavy mace, imbued with powerful true energy, and smash it down on Hong San!

Hong San neither dodged nor evaded, chuckled lightly, and raised his hand to deliver a punch.

"Direct fire cannon!"

The punch landed squarely on Feng Qianqiu's heavy mace as he slammed it down.

With a clang, the fist and mace collided, producing a resounding clang like striking iron.

"What?!?!"

Chen Jue was dumbfounded. What the hell was this? A body of flesh and blood could actually withstand a weapon?

Or is the armor-piercing effect the most domineering, smashing a silent, blunt, mace-shaped weapon with a single blow?!

Who exactly is this reinforcement that Tang Xi brought?

If Chen Jue, an observer, was so dumbfounded, then Feng Qianqiu, who was at the center of the battle, must have been even more stunned.

The heavy mace he slammed down was violently bounced back, the true energy wrapped around it was shattered by the force, his palm split open, and he could barely hold the heavy mace with its three spirit patterns.

"you!"

Feng Qianqiu had prepared ten lines of dialogue, but when he thought that the other party was a "red bandit," he felt that all his threatening words seemed pale and powerless.

boom!

The fist, as smooth as a seal, carried the force of a hurricane and struck Feng Qianqiu's face with lightning speed.

A piercing sound of bones cracking rang out, and Feng Qianqiu was thrown back violently, his nose bridge collapsing instantly, blood gushing out like a fountain.

Seeing that Feng Qianqiu was instantly suppressed and injured, Qiao Rui quickly took out the Plum Blossom Seal to throw in support.

However, a petite figure appeared less than ten meters to his side.

Ruan Yi was young, with a pair of brown pigtails sticking straight up. Her limbs were locked with electronic shackles, just like Hong San's. She exuded a powerful aura, which was no less than that of Hong San.

"I advise you not to throw it; your opponent is me."

Her footsteps touched the ground, causing a shallow pit to collapse, propelling her petite body into Qiao Rui, whose forehead was beaded with sweat.

On the other side, Shetz faced off against Tang Xi.

"Aren't you going to explain?"

Shetz had his hair tied in two buns, a red rope and bell tied to his right hand, and his left hand wrapped in a white bandage. Underneath the bandage, something terrifying seemed to be sealed, and black energy was emanating from it.

"A good friend, I wanted to get him involved, but he didn't agree," Tang Xi said succinctly.

"But he cultivates the Lesser Five Elements Technique, and practices the Five Elements Body Tempering Co-operation Contract!" Shetz said.

"He might not necessarily be a member of the Zong family to repair these two things; he's most likely the future son-in-law of the Pei family," Tang Xi explained.

"Pei Lingyu's crazy woman's boyfriend?" Shetz's pupils shrank.

"No, he's Miss Pei's lover," Tang Xi corrected.

"He's really not afraid of death," Schertz exclaimed.

"Spare me! I surrender! Stop hitting me!"

Feng Qianqiu couldn't take the punch from Hong San and cried out for mercy.

At this moment, his nose bridge was completely smashed off, and his nasal cavity and throat were filled with blood that was sweet, sour, and spicy.

It was as if a sauce shop had been overturned; all sorts of bitterness rushed straight to his head, causing tears, snot, and blood to gush out.

He wanted to gather his abundant spiritual energy to resist Hong San and then escape.

However, the red and white gymnastics uniforms that rushed up gave him no chance to resist.

With a single outstretched hand, his five fingers, like eagle claws, gripped Feng Qianqiu's shoulder blade tightly.

A strange force instantly rushed into Feng Qianqiu's meridians, causing his internal energy to become chaotic and dissipate instantly. He couldn't even hold onto the heavy mace in his hand, and it crashed to the ground with a "bang".

"Don't kill me!" Feng Qianqiu begged for mercy again, his expression filled with terror.

Hong San ignored him completely, raised his hand and punched him hard in the eye socket!

Bang!

The force of the punch penetrated the body, causing the eyeballs to burst and the brow bone to shatter.

Feng Qianqiu instantly lost his right eye, and even his left eye was tormented by excruciating pain and turned completely black.

In a dizzying moment, he could no longer stand, his whole body went limp, and he was grabbed by the shoulder by Hong San like a dead dog.

The pride and dignity of the sons of high-ranking families were shattered by Hong San's two punches.

Feng Qianqiu only wanted to live. He begged desperately, "Grandma, spare me! I'm a member of the Feng family—whatever money or resources you want, the Feng family can give you—"

"Your family's wealth is stained with blood! I don't want it!" Hong San's eyes were cold. Too lazy to waste any more words, she raised her iron fist and accurately punched Feng Qianqiu's temple!

Snapped!

A muffled sound of a watermelon bursting rang out on the street.

Feng Qianqiu's head exploded from the heavy blow.

All the struggles, pleas for mercy, and screams were crushed by the domineering force of the fist at this moment!

His headless body stiffened abruptly, blood gushing from the shattered parts, his inner energy instantly dissipating, and his legs dangling like two legs.

The noodles had lost all their vitality.

Hong San casually tossed the body away, and it landed squarely on the asphalt road, rolling twice.

On the other side, Qiao Rui had been driven to the brink by Ruan Yi.

The little girl took a sip of strong liquor from the purple gourd at her waist and spat it out at Qiao Rui.

The latter was immediately engulfed in flames that could not be extinguished, and his life ended amidst screams.

The street fell into a deathly silence instantly.

Chen Jue, carrying a knife, had just reached Liang Ben's side.

"Damn it, you guys arranged reinforcements for me, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Although Chen Jue did not speak, his eyes made his meaning clear as he glared at Liang Ben opposite him.

He now vaguely understands that Ning Xiuyuan is not here for him to practice on.

His opponent should be the lady with the bun hairstyle standing opposite Tang Xi at this moment.

"This isn't our fault. You acted too quickly and were too proactive, killing him in no time," Liang Ben thought to himself.

Thinking to myself, you already have strength comparable to the early stage of the second realm, why are you still pretending to be a victim in the outer city?

If anyone dares to mess with you, just cut them to death with a knife, and that's it.

"Pay me back! You're the reinforcements I brought here, but you've made me lose five hundred strands of true energy for nothing. You have to make up for that loss."

Chen Jue was genuinely worried about himself, so he made up a bunch of nonsense, even if there was no guarantee of success.

"As expected of you!" Liang Ben actually took something out of his storage space and threw it to Chen Jue.

"The Spirit Marrow Pill can replenish two hundred and fifty strands of true energy. It was originally meant for my own use, but now it's a bargain for you."

Chen Jue took the pill with a joyful expression and swallowed it in front of Liang Ben. Then he reached out to Liang Ben again and said, "Give me the pill formula, and I'll return a batch to you next time."

"You said it yourself!" Liang Ben laughed, took out his phone, operated it, then edited the information into an email and sent it to the secret email address of the alias Lao Wu.

Ding Dong!

Chen Jue's phone rang. He glanced at the email and immediately realized that his identity had been exposed. Helpless, he could only look up at Liang Ben.

Indeed, it's really too difficult to get along with smart people.

Unlike Wu Nanyuan, who could easily deceive her with just a few words.