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Chapter 1728 Yasang and his cane

Ling Feng suddenly became anxious about Yasang. He was afraid that something would happen to Yasang, so he continued to rush forward. At the same time, his right hand raised, and his original ordinary palm twisted into a golden fist by him. The force of the fist expanded and released, and a hundred feet of fist shadow was induced!

In the Great Divine Fist, Ling Feng must use the Great Divine Fist to fight against the opponent!

Emperor Manyang said that before men, there were always Pengcang blocking the way, and the Pengcang Mountain was three thousand feet high, which made men breathless.

But so what? When men raise their domineering spirit in their hearts, try their best to punch them, break the Pengcang Mountain and the depressedness in the world!

What Ling Feng really didn't expect was that when he thought Yasan would be injured and he had to use his most powerful force to desperately smash his prehistoric divine fist, Yasan was very calm and stabbed Wenger's crutch in his hand.

Then Wenger was stabbed by the crutch in Asan's hand and flew backwards.

Wentzger's dignified Skywalker could not defeat the strange crutch that Asan was leaning on!

Wentzger was knocked back by Yasan's crutches. This was Ling Feng's move and punched Wentzger to teach Wentzger a lesson, so that Wentzger could also taste the feeling of being beaten!

Ling Feng was about to burst out his fist, and he even thought of the scene in his mind where Wentzger was hit by his punch, causing blood to splatter and tears to flow. What a refreshing scene it would be!

However, Qin Qiaoer's voice pulled his young fist down.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng, don't..."

At this moment, Qin Qiaoer had already pulled Yu'er and turned around again, paying attention to everything that happened in the scene.

She asked Ling Feng to stop because she was from the Asimov family and she still had to live in the Asimov family. Yasan had the ability to protect her reluctantly, but the more she did this, the more she had to know how to stop.

She asked Ling Feng to stop and not give her, Yasang and Yu'er, to cause greater trouble in the future.

Ling Feng was cast like a rainbow, and his body rushing forward could not be restrained at all, but he still subconsciously retracted his fist, and then his body quickly passed Wenger...

He did not shoot Wenger's prehistoric divine fist. He said he would endure it, so this time, he endured it to the end.

Although he was not very upset because of the power accumulated by the fist, he did not feel very unhappy. Now he is coming to the Asimov tribe, and everything should be put on Qin Qiaoer. Qiaoer asked him to stop, so he stopped.

Ling Feng's murderous aura and domineering aura floated by Wenger's side. Yasan, who was not far from Wenger, suddenly showed a look of surprise in his eyes. He didn't seem to have expected that Ling Feng's fist would be so powerful.

Yasang realized the special nature of Ling Feng's fist strength, but Wenger did not realize that if Ling Feng's punch hit him, it would make him very sad. He thought Ling Feng was afraid of him, so he did not dare to attack him.

Wenger's attention was only focused on Yasan, who had brought him back. He looked at the crutches in Yasan's hand and was angry: "Go Yasan, I only know that I have the broken crutch of Asimov in my hand and I am angry all day long, and it's not enough to help you. Now I'm helping an outsider. If you want to loosen your crutch, I won't beat you into a waste!"

According to Wenger's implication, this Yasan's Taoist power is indeed not very good. Perhaps it is as Ling Feng sensed, only at level six or seven, but this Yasan has a very powerful thing, that is the crutch in his hand.

Ling Feng felt a little relieved. No wonder, no wonder when he sensed Yasan, he always felt that Yasan's strength was only about seventh level, but Yasan could easily repel Wenger with the crutch in his hand.

...Asang's magic weapon of crutch may have protected Qin Qiaoer and his Yu'er. Otherwise, how could Yasang protect Qin Qiaoer and his Yu'er in the surroundings of people like Wenger and Wenzger?

When Ling Feng looked at the crutches in Yasang's hand, Qin Qiaoer also quietly landed her gaze on Yasang and his crutches in a gentle manner.

This crutch has not only protected her and Yu'er, but also protected her and Yu'er, a lonely mother and daughter thousands of times.

Yasan is really the benefactor of their mother and daughter. When Ling Feng was away, when she was big belly, most desperate and helpless, Yasan appeared and used his crutches to protect her and Yu'er, not only allowing them to continue to live in the Asimov tribe, but also protecting their mother and daughter, the last and most important dignity.

Therefore, Qin Qiaoer was able to maintain her chastity in the Asimov family alone, at least, she was not abused by people like Wenger and Wentzger, and even not...

Qin Qiaoer's thoughts stopped. She didn't want to think about those things anymore. She was just even more grateful to Yasan and Yasan's crutches.

Faced with Wenger's anger and anger, Azan still had an expression of neither sadness nor joy, neither excitement nor calmness.

He calmly clamped the crutch under his armpits again, raised his head toward Wenger and said, "He is my guest. You can beat him and beat him when you leave my house. But during the period when Asimov tribe tribe he visited my house, please don't make things difficult for him!"

Wenger was so angry that he sneered: "Hmph! Your guest? Your love rival, terrible old man, I really don't know how you are a lunatic in the Asimov family. You old dog, I really don't know how you have such luck, and you actually picked up Asimov's scepter..."

The more Wenger said, the less he sounded, he was furious, because he was not the opponent of the scepter in Azan's hand. If he was an opponent, he wouldn't just try to enjoy it.

But it was useless for him to say this, because Yasang is the kind of "a person who has no feelings at all". Yasang's expression was numb from the past. Except for when he first faced Ling Feng, Yasang would have inexplicable anger and blame. Ling Feng basically did not feel that Yasang had any other expressions.

Yasan listened silently, and when Wenger finished all the words, he said to Wenger like a stone man: "So what? The scepter is in my hands. This is the fact. You have to respect the facts!"
Chapter completed!
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