Liang Yuan's figure slightly retreated, stomped on the ground, dodged Xiaolu's dagger, and then jumped into the air, delivering a fierce flying kick!
Bang!
This kick landed directly on Xiaolu's stomach.
In an instant, Xiaolu spat blood, his face turned ashen, and his whole body flew back like a sandbag, hitting the corner of the wall with a thud.
The power of Liang Yuan had already reached three times that of an ordinary person.
Under this full burst of force, how could an ordinary person withstand it?
At the same time, Ding Yan on the side had already taken action.
The crossbow arrow in her hand shot out with a swoosh.
She aimed at the bearded man who had lost his hand.
The iron nail on the crossbow arrow pierced into the face of the bearded man with a thud.
In an instant, he covered his face and fell to the ground in agony, screaming miserably.
Liang Yuan landed, and casually thrust a crowbar!
With a splat, he directly crushed the bearded man's head.
