"Stop." Ning Shu appeared out of nowhere, standing sideways between the two of them, and brushed past the fat hand with one hand. With one blow, the finger bones and arm bones were dislocated and twisted like noodles. Ning Shu gathered the wind blade in his hand and the fighting force was monstrous, and the crescent-white robe moved with the wind.
"A sneak attack is nothing. I will fight with you."
"Who wants to fight with you! I love to bully the weak and kill geniuses. It's so rare that this young man and I are destined to be together, and it turns out that the guy is already taken. I won't play with you anymore!" The fat man took advantage of the situation and turned around without any desire to fight when he saw that the situation was not right. He disappeared in an instant.
The disciples were ashamed: "Who is this fat guy? How shameless! He is also a Spirit King!"
"Wu Daren, what a weird name." Someone wiped his cold sweat.
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