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Brother Pang's face turned pale white, he could not help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he actually could not get up for a while.

How is this possible?

knife-scarred ghost was stunned, the group of lackeys behind him were also stunned, all of them with their mouths wide open, eyes wide open, uniformly staring at Brother Pang who vomited blood on the ground, the entire place immediately became deathly silent.

At this time, knife-scarred ghost was roaring in his heart, as North Street's number two fighter, he had personally verified the power of the Brother Pang's Golden Bell Cover five years ago along with Ni Ning. He still remembered when the five of them held their machetes and slashed at the Brother Pang's Golden Bell Cover, but all of them ended up shattered and the Brother Pang was completely fine.

"This is a Brother Pang with a Golden Bell Cover, a Brother Pang that can't even break blades or spears, a Brother Pang that can even shake a steel pipe that is 90 degrees, actually couldn't even withstand a single punch from Wang Xiaoyu!"

Seeing this, the big mouth behind Wang Xiaoyu muttered in shock.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

On the side of the knife-scarred ghost, everyone was roaring in their hearts. They simply could not accept this fact in their hearts.

But, this was the truth!

"Hahaha, what a god * * ss, what a god * * * Brother Pang, in front of our Brother Yu, isn't he just going to be beaten up at every minute!"

After a short period of silence, Wang Xiaoyu's subordinates all started to boil over, and immediately, someone loudly shouted out without caring about the big issue.

"Of course not! Just now, that steel pipe twisted in such a weird way that it really made me jump. I thought his Golden Bell Cover was awesome, but in the end, in front of Brother Yu, I can't help but laugh!"

Someone echoed.

"Those dregs on the other side, listen up, surrender your weapons and don't kill them, and quickly submit to my Brother Yu!"

someone shouted.

The faces of the disciples on the side of the knife-scarred ghost turned green and purple. Some of them saw that the Brother Pang could not even crawl back up and threw away their watermelon sabers with a 'clang' sound. Then, they carried their heads and ran towards Wang Xiaoyu.

"F * ck, if you guys run away again, I'll forget about brotherhood!"

When the knife-scarred ghost saw that he had already ran more than half the distance, he was so angry that he caught a escaping lackey and smashed him down with his mace. He wanted to kill one of them to suppress the others.

Unexpectedly, he had just waved his mace when he felt a sharp pain from his back. He turned around and saw that a watermelon knife had stabbed into his back, leaving only the handle exposed.

"Ah …!"

The knife-scarred ghost screamed as he turned his head to look at his stomach. There, he saw a blade sticking out of the ground with blood dripping out of it.

Looking at this scene, knife-scarred ghost felt a chill of death pass through his head. He could not help but shout out, "Oh god, you traitors, traitors!"

"Puchi!"

The subordinate who was grabbed by him steeled his heart, and taking the chance when knife-scarred ghost was distracted, he stabbed knife-scarred ghost in the stomach. After kicking him away, he immediately ran towards Wang Xiaoyu and the others.

"Pang, Brother Pang, we, we …" "We've lost!"

knife-scarred ghost looked at his stomach in disbelief as more and more sharp blades appeared. It was the 'reward' his little brothers had given him before they left.

For him.

"Plop!"

knife-scarred ghost could no longer endure the loss of life. The heart-piercing and life-threatening blades caused him to close his eyes in despair and he fell in front of Brother Pang with a thud. After twitching a few times, he actually left.

After his death, his subordinates, who initially had a sliver of hope in their hearts that they would not leave, did not dare to stay any longer. They quickly threw down their blades and rushed into Wang Xiaoyu's camp.

In an instant, the place where knife-scarred ghost and the rest had been standing was now empty, leaving behind only knife-scarred ghost's corpse and the Brother Pang who was constantly vomiting blood.

"AHH!" Wang Xiaoyu, I hate you! I will kill you! "

The death of knife-scarred ghost and the betrayal of his subordinates caused the grief and indignation of the fallen Brother Pang and it was possible that he had never suffered such a setback or blow before. At this moment, Brother Pang's eyes were bloodshot and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning even paler.

"How are you going to kill me? Hm? Based on your current dead look? "

Hearing that, Wang Xiaoyu raised his head and laughed out loud.

After he finished laughing, his face darkened and he said coldly, "If you want to kill me, then take out your trump card. I don't want to kill you with a single punch. Aren't you boring? My brothers won't be satisfied with that!"

"Brothers, don't you think so?"

Wang Xiaoyu indifferently glanced at Brother Pang on the ground, and turned to speak to his hundreds of subordinates.

"Yes sir!"

Several hundred of his younger brothers replied in unison.

Brother Pang only felt that he was alone, as if he was in a battlefield. Facing an army with no one to rely on, with no one to help him, he could only rely on himself to take responsibility for everything.

Hundreds of neat voices caused his heart to tremble!

"Good, very good, Wang Xiaoyu, you not only injured me, you also humiliated me!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Wang Xiaoyu. The corner of his mouth slightly rose, and he slowly turned around.

"Since you were young, you have practiced Golden Bell Cover in South Shaolin, and after you came out of the mountains, you have learnt a whole set of Gutai's fist s. You think you can defeat me with your Golden Bell Cover alone? "Please, your father's strength is not something you can imagine."

Wang Xiaoyu looked at Brother Pang who was slowly climbing up from the ground, and said leisurely as if he was not the least bit surprised.

"Humph, I never thought that you would be able to destroy my Golden Bell Cover that I've practiced for dozens of years with a single punch. Amazing, very amazing!"

Brother Pang said full of spirit as he crawled up from the ground and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Yu, be careful. He still has a hidden ace up his sleeve!"

The big mouth not far away reminded him in surprise and panic when he saw that Brother Pang had actually stood up, and didn't seem to be too injured.

Regarding his reminder, Wang Xiaoyu did not bother with him, but stared straight into Brother Pang's eyes, and laughed: "You are impatient, to actually be able to withstand a punch from me without dying, you can, very possible!"

Wang Xiaoyu was speaking the truth. After all, from the moment he had used the Sky Strike until now, there was no doubt that Brother Pang was the strongest person who was able to withstand his fist.

"Muse, Muse, I didn't want to use this, but you forced me!"

Brother Pang spoke as he walked towards Wang Xiaoyu.

As the distance between them got closer and closer, Wang Xiaoyu shockingly discovered that the pale white face of the Brother Pang was actually starting to turn red, and the aura that was erupting from his body was also increasing bit by bit.

Regarding all of this, Wang Xiaoyu stood in place with his hands behind his back, and smiled while his mind was still in the air: "Oh? It seems like you are a good fit to be forced! "

"Is that so? "Although there might be unnecessary side effects for me, I can't care that much in order to kill you!"

Brother Pang smiled faintly, he no longer looked weak like he did when he was injured.

He walked one step at a time, and finally stopped three meters away from Wang Xiaoyu. His mouth raised into a cold smile, and then suddenly raised his left hand, causing a few veins to bulge out, and ferociously dug at the green dragon tattoo on his right cheek.

"Swish!"

Immediately, five bright red scratches appeared on the right side of his face. To everyone's surprise, blood started to come out from the five scratches, quickly dyeing the green dragon tattoo red. Once the Dragon Mark was stained with blood, it started to become lighter, and finally disappeared.

"Bam!"