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Thud!
Yas's invincible killing punches once again sent Feng Yuhe and Feng Tianyou flying out.
Under his feet, there were already three people lying on the brink of death, covered in blood, their skin and flesh turned inside out, with even their bones exposed.
"Yas, why are your punches getting less and less effective? You can't even kill someone. Do you need my help?" complained a European white man discontentedly.
"No need, these people are not that strong, but they are surprisingly tenacious. One more punch should do it," responded Yas.
As Yas wound up to land another blow on a person at his feet, the sudden arrival of a shadowy figure caused his movement to hesitate.
"Someone dares to come back?"
Thinking that someone who had fled away was making a return, Yas abandoned his intent to kill the person at his feet and looked up.
"Huh, who are you?"
Yas stared at Xiao Chen, slightly puzzled.
