Chapter 328

Bang, under the impact, Quan Liu retreated two steps in a row.

But Quan Liu didn't let go of his grip on Quan Jue's collar from the beginning to the end. He raised his hand and wiped a bloody nose. With the same mallet, he knocked Quan Jue to the ground.

"Young master, you are not my opponent. I'd better admit my mistake to you." Right six looking at the right Jue that falls on the ground, advised a sentence.

Quan Jue's forehead was broken. He listened to Quan Liu's words and sneered.

Under the unexpected gaze of Quan Jingzhou and Quan Liu, Quan Jue stood up, wiped his mouth, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

Quanliu was shocked.

Can Quan Jue even stand up?

Quan Liu has fought more fights than Quan Jue has eaten. He knows very well that even if an adult man is hit hard by him twice, he will be seriously injured and fall to the ground. At least he will have to stay in the hospital for 10 days and a half months.

What's more, Quan Jue is still so young!

Not only that, Quan Liu clearly saw the expression on Quan Jue's face.

Not afraid, not retreating, the young man in front of him even raised the corner of his lips and showed a rebellious smile, "let me apologize? He doesn't deserve it. "

Right six looking at right Jue cold dark eyes, unexpectedly is not from swallow swallow throat.

When fighting, the opponent you are most afraid to meet is not the one who is stronger than yourself.

What I fear most is meeting madmen, especially those who are not afraid of death like Quan Jue!

Right six don't dare to try his best, until feel right Jingzhou line of sight, cold shot on him.

Right six dare not hesitate, rush up to lift right Jue's collar, directly threw him out.

With a loud bang, Quan Jue hit the tea table heavily on his back, and the whole person shrank in pain. Then Quan Liu, who was rushed over, pressed on the tea table and punched several times in one breath.

Every time Quan Liuyi left his fist, he could leave a blue mark on Quan Jue's face and make his eyes blue.

Right Jue pain of madness, eyes but more bright, a fist toward right six side face hit.

With a cold smile, Quan Liu raised his hand and steadily caught Quan Jue's fist. He pulled his arm and gradually forced, "sorry! Or I'll take off your arm! "

Quan Jue's face was expressionless, and he suddenly twisted his body.

Click it!

A crisp ring, Quan Jue this twist, his right arm will be the whole dislocation, soft no strength.

Right six see this scene, surprised stare round eyes, then see right Jue a twist, lift another intact arm, an elbow hit his side face temple!

Right six stuffy hum rolled out from the tea table, covered his temple, in front of the bursts of black.

If he is not a practitioner, Quan Jue's blow will be enough to kill him!

Quan Jingzhou, with the same complexion, looked at Quan Jue, dragging his injured and weak arm, and stood up from the coffee table.

Blood flowed down the corner of the boy's lips.

In this way, Quan Jue, with his intact hand, grasped his dislocated arm.

Quan Jingzhou's eyes trembled, clearly heard a crisp ring, Quan Jue actually put his dislocated arm, abruptly lifted up.

Quan Jue clenched his teeth to the corner of his lip, and his forehead was full of cold sweat. But he didn't make a groan. He continued to pounce at Quan Liu and gave him two fists.

Quan Liu was also beaten black and blue. With a roar, he raised his palm like a PU fan and pressed Quan Jue's head on the ground.