"What?"
The group of young men in red were instantly dumbfounded.
Can't you shout something else? It was too embarrassing to call beixuan Zhenren invincible! Moreover, he had to shout 10000 times. Wouldn't he have to shout until the next day?
"What are you all doing? I've already given you face, and you don't want it?"
Wu aofeng glared at him and said, " "Just one sentence! My fists are already thirsting for blood!"
"Hiss ..."
The group of young men in red instantly sucked in a breath of cold air. Each and every one of them was as cowardly as a chicken.
"We ... We'll shout ..."
The three men who were crippled were still lying on the ground, spitting blood. The rest of them would not dare to challenge Wu aofeng's patience!
The rest of them ran out of the alley and knelt on the ground, wailing, " &Quot; Daoist beixuan is invincible ... Daoist beixuan is invincible ... &Quot;
"All of you, shout louder!"
