Chapter 954: The Azure Wolf Kicked Out of the Circle

o be true.Jin Yingquan's eyes were also filled with disdain. Although the other party unexpectedly used the Returning Soul Nine Needles, the result was unchanged. If they couldn't cure Shepchenko, the...An Yimo frowned: "It seems the position is a bit off."

Wang Xuening called out: “Let me try.”

After her long legs and high heels came into view before the Qinglang, she kicked him hard in the stomach.

I have to say, their combat experience was really lacking. The kick missed again and failed to cripple Qinglang's dantian.

"Ah!"

The Azure Wolf let out another howl of agony, finally understanding what these women wanted to do. They were trying to destroy his cultivation base.

He tried desperately to resist, but his resistance was as feeble as a baby's under the siege of four Heaven Realm masters.

"I come, I shall not miss."

Qin Chu also kicked Qinglang in the abdomen, another heart-wrenching scream.

"Get out of the way, watch this!"

Su Ru Yue kicked again, but it was still a failure.

The Azure Wolf is almost crying, what on earth is this left foot right foot dance all about

He almost felt the urge to cripple himself. The constant kicks, each one delivering excruciating pain, were terrifying.

"Auntie, big sister, I surrender, please just let me go."

The former ferocious and cruel Qinglang has now become a harmless lamb.

It's a pity, An Yimo and the others ignored them and continued to surround and kick, trying again and again.

The Azure Wolf was about to collapse. He felt his lower abdomen had been thoroughly kicked to pieces. These high heels, one after another, who could stand it

Finally, after kicking dozens of times, An Yimo's kick landed squarely on the dantian point.

True energy surged in, and the Azure Wolf instantly felt his dantian shatter. His strength dissipated throughout his body, and he let out a soul-wrenching scream.

This time was different from all the others, the cries were truly pathetic. As a martial artist, having one's dantian destroyed was even more agonizing than death.

"Great, I finally made it!"

A few women clapped their hands, a look of satisfaction on their faces. They naturally wouldn't show any sympathy for a villain like Qinglang.

Outside the room, this was Zheng's family property. Originally, a servant guarded the door, ready to answer the summons of Master Zheng's second son at any time.

When An Yimo and several other women were just brought in, he was full of envy, but the more he felt, the more wrong it seemed.

Although the soundproofing of this VIP room was excellent, he stood guard at the door and could still faintly hear what was going on inside.

In the past, women were taken inside and all that could be heard were their screams. But today, it was men screaming, one of them sounded like it might even be the second master.

But then I thought again, it didn't seem likely. Qinglang was inside, and there were so many bodyguards. Even with four women brought in, it was impossible for the Second Master to be injured.

But as time went on, until he finally heard the cry of pain from Qinglang, he finally felt something was wrong.

He pushed on the door, but it was locked tight and he couldn't get in.

"Something's wrong!"

This guy was quick-witted and immediately realized something was wrong. He turned around and ran to call for help.

Just as Ke Gang had taken a few steps outside, a group of people came face to face with him. At the head was a young man in his thirties, tall and imposing. It was Zheng Huayang, the eldest son of the Zheng family.

Behind him were a dozen or so black-clad bodyguards, each one a Xuan-rank martial artist.

The head bodyguard was a young man in his 40s, very strong and muscular. He was Elder Zhu Liang, hired at a high salary by the Zheng family. He was a martial artist of the Earth Rank Grandmaster level.

Like the Azure Dragon, he was responsible for protecting Zheng Huayang closely.

And beside these people stood a woman, her appearance was pretty, wearing white clothes fluttering in the wind, with a long sword on her back, like a fairy who descended from heaven, or a heroic woman who walked out of the martial arts world.

Although this woman is extremely beautiful, her expression is cold and she gives off an aura of aloofness.

This place used to belong to the Zheng family. Zheng Huayang would come over every few days, and today he just happened to bring people over to check it out.

"Good morning, Master."

The waiter hurried to bow and curtsy.

Zheng Huayang glanced at him with displeasure and said, “What's the rush”

"That's the thing, Young Master. The second young master is in the Number One VIP Room, and something seems to have happened."

What could be wrong with him

The waiter said, "Master, the second master brought in four women, and then screams kept coming from inside."

"The second brother is like that, it's no big deal to play with a few women, don't mind him."

Zheng Huayang naturally knew what kind of person his younger brother was, and didn't care at all.

The woman in white beside him heard his words and frowned slightly, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

The waiter quickly explained, "No, sir. That scream wasn't a woman's; it was a man's."

"Incredible! Let's go take a look."

"Yes!"

The waiter responded with a nod and quickly took the lead, guiding Zheng Huayang and the others back to the private room. At this moment, the room seemed noticeably quieter.

"Knock knock."

Zheng Huayang instructed the waiter.

The waiter approached and knocked a few times, then tugged at the door, but it was locked.

Zheng Huayang felt something was wrong and waved to Zhu Liang beside him.

Zhu Liang lifted his right foot and kicked the doorknob with a resounding bang.

With a deafening crash, the door to the private room was kicked in.

Seeing the scene before him, Zheng Huayang was stunned. He saw the club's bodyguards lying all over the floor, including Elder Qinglang who had been in charge of the offerings, groaning in agony.

Two other people were beside him, their heads swollen like pig heads, their features unrecognizable.

However, judging by his attire, one of them was his second younger brother, Zheng Huazhong.

Four extremely beautiful top-notch beauties stood in the middle of the room, each of them not inferior in appearance to the woman in white beside them.

"Who are you"

By now, Zheng Huayang could clearly see that his younger brother had been ruined by these women.

An Yimo glanced at him: "Who are you"

“Young Master Zheng Huayang, of the Zheng family.”

"So it's this bastard's brother. No wonder he doesn't look like a good guy at all."

After this incident, An Yimo had no good impressions of the Zheng family.

Zheng Huayang's expression changed: "These people were all injured by you."

"Yes, they got what they deserved."

An Yimo didn't intend to deny it at all.

Zheng Huayang's expression immediately turned cold. Having beaten the second master of the Zheng family at the Zheng family's club, this was regardless of how it was viewed, a slap in the face to the Zheng family.

He gestured behind him with a wave of his hand: "Take them."

Those bodyguards, upon receiving their master's orders, immediately pounced upon him like wolves.

They didn't figure out what was going on in the room, and they didn't see An Yimo and the others make a move.

Naturally, he didn't take these four beautiful women seriously. Some even thought of taking advantage of the situation.

They regretted ever getting into a fight as soon as they did. Although these women in front of them were beautiful, each one was fiercer than the last. They knocked them all to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Seeing his elite bodyguards defeated so easily, Zheng Huayang's expression grew colder and more sinister.

He said to Zhu Liang beside him, “Elder Zhu, I would trouble you to lend a hand.”

"Don't worry, Young Master, leave it to me."

Although An Yimo and the others had just shown incredible combat strength, they hadn't revealed their Heavenly Rank cultivation. Zhu Liang didn't take them seriously and strode past them.

Approaching the group, he stood with his hands clasped behind his back and said arrogantly, "Surrender. I, Zhu [his surname], do not usually strike women, don't force me to take action."hen spat out a mouthful of blood.He was severely injured, and his wounds were no less severe than those of Di Hu.He was staring at Li Dao with a look of terror on his face: "You... You actually recove...