Chapter 2386

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"Don't talk about using only one hand. If you don't use all your strength, I think you will lose ugly." As soon as her voice fell, her figure flew out like lightning. The speed was so fast that the people around couldn't see it. I can't make out her figure and movements.

With that careless kick from before, Patriarch Luo became vigilant, and he no longer felt contemptuous. He stared at the figure coming towards him, and when he was about to make a move, he saw that the figure that was still a few meters away The figure outside flashed by, and at some point it had already arrived in front of him. It kicked up from bottom to top, hit his chin directly, and kicked him over.

"Hiss! Ah!"

There was a gasp of pain, and everyone saw Patriarch Luo being kicked over, and when he was about to fall out of the circle and lose the line, the blue figure flashed forward again, and once again Kicked him in the middle of the abdomen, and kicked him in the middle of the air.

Patriarch Luo's screams sounded in the arena. When everyone saw him falling from the air and lying on the ground without any resistance, they couldn't help gasping, and looked at the young man standing with his hands behind his back in disbelief. .

This, how is this possible? Patriarch Luo is a strong middle-level Immortal Saint! How could there be no resistance in front of this young man? Can't even dodge his attack? Could it be that this young man is stronger than Patriarch Luo?

Seeing their Patriarch being beaten by the Tsing-clothed man so that he couldn't fight back and screaming again and again, everyone in the Luo family was stunned, watching the scene in astonishment and shock, and couldn't believe that their Patriarch was not the opponent of the Tsing-clothed man.

In the whole field, only the old man Zhuo Junyue had a calm and indifferent face, as if he knew this scene a long time ago, and he was not surprised.

Seeing the helpless Patriarch Luo, Feng Jiu curled her lips, feeling a little bored. With her current strength, she can crush him even if it's just coercion, and she really didn't arouse any fighting spirit against a middle-level immortal saint.

However, Patriarch Luo's character is not pleasing to her eyes. She arrested Zhuo Junyue, cast a concentric spell, and tampered with his memory. This method is really disgraceful. In the end, she felt ashamed and wanted to interrupt the three of them hands and feet.

Heh, since that's the case, she naturally has to reciprocate the courtesy.

A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes, and an evil smile curled up on the corner of his lips. His eyes fell on Patriarch Luo who was staring at her in panic and vigilance. Suddenly, his figure flashed, and he came behind him in an instant. His hand clasped his shoulder at the same time.

"Patriarch Luo, let me give you some gifts! Otherwise, it would be too rude."

An evil and gentle voice sounded behind Patriarch Luo, causing his whole expression to change, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake and beast, his body trembled, involuntarily terrified.

"You, what do you want!" As the head of the Luo family, and in front of so many people, even if he really wanted to say the word admit defeat at this moment, he couldn't say it from his mouth.

"It's not good, just leave a memory for you."

As soon as the voice fell, she moved her hand on his shoulder, and saw her hand moving up and down. At this moment, the bones on Patriarch Luo's shoulder connected to the whole arm made a crackling sound, as if The bones seemed to be crushed, but in just one breath, his hands were limp and boneless...

Patriarch Luo's face was pale, and the extreme panic made him exclaim: "No, don't!"