"Hey, hey, the play isn't over yet, go back quickly!" Luo Xiaoman frowned, and then kicked him back.
Bang!
Yan Fangxiong was kicked back again, and what met on the opposite side was Ming Chan's fist!
"Asshole!!" He shouted violently, and quickly took out a series of spells and punched them out.
Suddenly, fireballs, water arrows, earth walls, etc. all erupted and attacked Mingchan.
Ming Chan was startled for a moment, then sneered and said mockingly: "I'm afraid you have forgotten that I am a twin soul and I am immune to all spell attacks!"
Yan Fangxiong's pupils shrank, and he realized this, but it was already too late!
Mingchan's fist hit him hard on the face, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a tooth.
At the same time, all his spells fell on Ming Chan, but they had no effect at all.
"It's not over yet!" Before Yan Fangxiong landed on the ground, Ming Chan immediately followed him, grabbed him over, and clenched his fist fiercely.
"This punch belongs to my father!"
Bang!
The power of this punch shattered Yan Fangxiong's jaw.
His talisman seemed to have no effect at all. The only effect was that it made him more resistant to beatings. However, this only made him feel the pain of being ravaged more clearly.
Mingchan pulled the person back again, his eyes turned cold and his fists clenched tightly. "This punch belongs to my mother!"
Bang!
The power of this punch shattered half of Yan Fangxiong's face.
His consciousness was blurry, and he seemed to see Mingyu and his wife standing behind Mingchan, looking for revenge on him!
"This punch belongs to everyone who died tragically in the Ming family!" Ming Chan gritted his teeth and punched Yan Fangxiong in the chest.
Bang!
Click!
This punch shattered Yan Fangxiong's sternum and knocked him into the ground alive.
Yan Fangxiong's mouth was spurting blood wildly, and he was delirious. He seemed to see all the people who died tragically in the Ming family rising from hell and constantly gnawing at their own flesh and blood.
"No, get away!" He struggled in panic, but the more he struggled, the faster his life disappeared.
Ming Chan stood in front of Yan Fangxiong, looking down at the embarrassed man. The blood had dyed his beard red, and he looked so scary without his jaw.
"Xiao Ming, give him a good time!" Luo Xiaoman said calmly: "He kept screaming and it was so noisy."
Ming Chan raised his eyes, glanced at Luo Xiaoman, then clenched his fists and punched Yan Fangxiong fiercely.
"Wait!" At this time, Yan Fanglin stood up and blocked Ming Chan's punch. "I have something to say to this brother."
Ming Chan narrowed his eyes, then put away his fists and stood aside.
"Thank you!" Yan Fanglin clasped his fists, then turned around and looked at Yan Fangxiong who looked crazy. "Third brother, why bother? For strength and power, what did you get in the end? Didn't you end up in a mess?"
Having said this, he glanced at Ming Chan from the corner of his eye, who was full of murderous intent, and said calmly: "Back then, in order to seize the Dark Thunder Curse, you led the Yan family to the Ming Family without telling the owner of the family, and massacred everyone. It’s a black spot that the Yan family can never wash away.”
"Today, in the name of the second head of the Yan family, I will kill you with my own hands."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, took out a dagger, and stabbed Yan Fangxiong straight into the heart.
However, a hand reached over and grabbed his dagger firmly.
(End of chapter)