Lang Xing's punch caused the opponent to reveal his original shape, and the shadow revealed his true appearance. He was a middle-aged man with a yellow complexion and a strong body. His eyes were full of cruelty, and he looked like a murderer.

He was a ruthless person who blinked, but at this moment, the ruthless look in his eyes was mixed with the look of pain. Lang Xing's punch was so hard that five of his ribs were broken, and his meridians were also shocked.

It's considered ruined.

"You won't tell me, right?" Lang Xing waved to Si Liang, "Let's vent our hatred. Just don't beat him to death. Once he is handed over to the Tianlu Alliance, he won't have to beat him."

Si Liang flew over slightly trembling, but he hadn't fully woken up yet.

"Don't be afraid. I have sealed him with restraints and interrupted his meridians. He has no ability to hurt you."

Si Liang's eyes slowly turned red. He stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar, and slapped him across the face. Half of the man's face suddenly swelled.

"I'm going to cut you to pieces!" Si Liang felt that he couldn't relieve his hatred by grabbing the other person's collar, so he grabbed his hair, swung his hands and slapped him again. This posture was not convenient for slapping the other half of the face, and slapped him three times.

Half of that person's face was taken away, and Si Liang's hand was also broken. After all, the other person was the bones and muscles of the late Nascent Soul.

"Okay, don't hurt yourself." Lang Xing was afraid that Si Liang would break his hand in excitement, so he had to stop him.

"You're dead! You're dead!" Four or two eyes were red, pointing at the man and roaring angrily.

Although the man was beaten like a pig's head with half of it deflated, and one eye could not be opened, but the other eye showed disdainful provocation to Si Liang. It was obvious that he was not afraid of death at all. If he could
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