"Oh, if you fight with me, how long can you hold on?"
"D*mn it. I haven't fought you before. How would I know?"
"Haha, I'll let you know now!"
Wu Xin Butterfly couldn't stand trash like the old boy who made trouble for no reason. After gathering his anger, he suddenly patted the old boy on the "Great Xu Mi Palm" before he realized what had happened. He had already been killed by Wu Xin Butterfly with three or five palms.
"Wu, good job! Such a bad thing deserves to be killed!" Xu Miaolin clapped his hands and laughed.
"I didn't expect you to be so well-versed! If we were to really fight, I might not be able to beat you. I was almost tricked by the old man just now!" Yang Potian thought, "If I were you, I wouldn't be able to get rid of the old man easily even if I were to ambush him." H
