a fist without any technical content, mixed with a fist of three real forces in Yang Tianjing, which was simply smashed out. The empty shadow in the air was dull for a while, and then suddenly disappeared in front of Yang Tian. That fist hit the wall firmly, and half of the wall fell to the ground.

"ow ow ow The little guy is angry. Run. " At this time, Fenger has already flown a kilometer away, but when he leads away, he shouts excitedly, "Hey, our Fengjia's escape ability is the best in the world."

Yang weather howled, a fist smashed all the tables and chairs around his body,...