Both fists shook together, and the purple fist shadow shot out of the air.

"Balong Fist!"

Rumble!

Amidst the violent and loud noise, several strong men vomited blood and screamed and fell down. Some of them had half of their bodies collapsed before they even hit the ground, and they were too dead to die.

Jiang Tian hated these thugs from the bottom of his heart, so he showed no mercy.

"Ah...Brother Xiong, save me!"

"Help me!"

The two strong men who were lucky enough to survive screamed miserably, waiting for Xiong Zhuang to rescue them.

"Damn it!"

Xiong Zhuang's heart was shaken, and his face became very ugly.
Chapter completed!