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It seems like he doesn't even plan on hurting me anymore. It's as if this broken finger isn't mine. I can't even feel the pain from this fat man's face.    

Lin Yaoyang had just taken two steps forward when he immediately felt a burst of wind sound coming from behind him.    

Lin Yaoyang immediately reacted. This must be a Level Three Martial Arts and his fellow disciple.    

"Why do you people like to attack from the back? Isn't it good to be fair and square?"    

Lin Yaoyang was a little unhappy. Why were all these guys thinking of ambushing him? This kind of feeling really pissed him off a little.    

Although Lin Yaoyang said so, the movements of his body were not vague at all. He dodged to the side.    

He immediately gave up on his target, Fatty. If Lin Yaoyang wanted to catch up with Fatty and attack him now, he would definitely be able to do it.    

However, Lin Yaoyang didn't want to kill Fatty. If he insisted on killing Fatty, the Level Three Martial Arts and his fellow disciple would completely surround him.    

If the two of them attacked him at the same time, it wouldn't be easy for them to take either of their attacks head on. It wasn't worth it at all. In any case, this fatty had already consumed a lot of energy. It was still a little difficult to affect him.    

It would be better to directly give him up. He would only attack once less, but it would be much easier for him to fight the enemy.    

He had completely merged into one and turned around to deal with this Level Three Martial Arts first, then his fellow disciple.    

The final part of the plot was still based on his own thoughts. Wouldn't it be great if he killed all of these people one by one?    

Lin Yaoyang put the sword in his hand back into the sheath and turned his body to the side. Lin Yaoyang heard a loud noise next to his ear.    

Lin Yaoyang didn't even think about it. He knew that it must be some Level Three Martial Arts attacking him from behind.    

Lin Yaoyang waved his hand and unleashed the Essence Extraction Eight Pole Broken Fist at this guy.    

This guy hadn't woken up yet, so he didn't see how powerful Lin Yaoyang's combat skill was.    

At that time, he wanted to use his own body to resist the attack, and then use his weapon to deal a fatal blow to Lin Yaoyang. A victorious smile had already appeared on his face. He only felt that this kid was nothing more than that.    

He was so careless that he didn't use his weapon to fight with him. He even wanted to use a close combat attack. Could it be that he felt that his hand was harder than his own weapon?    

Fatty had already walked away. He wanted to recover quickly and help those guys.    

When he saw the Level Three Martial Arts, he was surprised to see that he was going to use his physical body to defend against Lin Yaoyang's Marrow Extraction Eight Pole Broken Fist. * Hong Long...... *    

He had witnessed the power of Lin Yaoyang's palm strike, and knew that if this guy really suffered Lin Yaoyang's palm strike, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.