"Bang!" A door was shattered by Zhou Wanghai.

As the wood chips splattered everywhere, Zhou Wanghai ignored the wood chips that were shot on his body, and then pressed them down with another palm.

As soon as Li Chengkong crawled under the Eight Immortals table, the Eight Immortals table turned into pieces.

Zhou Wanghai's eyes burst into cold light.

Both palms were a little different, which made him even more angry.

As the wood chips flew, Xu Dong appeared silently behind him. Taking advantage of his agitated attack and released his third palm, he punched his vest.

"Puff!" The blood arrow shot out from Zhou Wanghai's mouth and shot Sun Guiwu.

"Ah--!" Sun Guiwu shouted and retreated, wiping his sleeves hard, painting his face blood red.

The smell of blood made his chest swell upside down, and he vomited out "wow".

The smell of blood and sour smell mixed together made Song Minghua and Hu Yunshi's chests gushed.

"Bang!" Xu Dong and Zhou Wanghai intersected their left palms, and the two were nailed to the spot, and their clothes were fluttering.

"Swish!" A sword stabbed Zhou Wanghai's heart.

Li Chengkong let go and retreated quickly, as calm as water.

Starting from Zhou Wanghai rushing over, his mind runs faster, like overclocking of a computer.

Xu Dong made his second punch, Zhou Wanghai hit him with his left palm, and the two of them were in a stalemate, all of which was under Li Chengkong's calculations.
Chapter completed!