Su Wujin's right arm and Liu Simu's left leg, both targets of Xu Fan's initial attack, snapped with the sound of bones breaking as Xu Fan's fists landed.
Then Xu Fan delivered an extra punch to each of their dantians.
Su Wujin and Liu Simu fell to the ground, their blood spurting like fountains.
Conveniently, they were face-to-face, so they ended up spraying each other with blood.
Concerned more about the state of their dantians than their broken limbs, they were in such torment that they wished they were dead.
With a light leap, Xu Fan soared more than ten meters into the air to catch his precious daughter and then landed gently on the ground.
He carefully covered Tongtong's eyes so she wouldn't see the bloody scene below and then leisurely turned his gaze toward the two martial artists lying on the ground.
"Does it feel like you can't muster any qi force?" Xu Fan asked the two men writhing in agony on the ground.
