Hunting, Doting Sister (2)

Arhat Shan Ji punched Wei Liulang in the chest.

Although Arhat Shan Ji's martial arts were inferior to Elder Feng's, he was still one of the four Arhats.

Wei Liulang was not his match and fell to the ground a few times.

Fortunately, he could take the beating!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his golden arm, and smashed it back at the other party!

"I'll let you have a taste of my wife's power!"

Arhat Shan Ji and Wei Liulang exchanged a punch.

His internal force shattered several of Wei Liulang's meridians, but Wei Liulang's golden arm also shattered two of his knuckles.

At this moment, Arhat Shan Ji did not want to waste any more effort on Wei Liulang. He felt that the other young man was even more dangerous.

"Trying to escape? No way!"

Wei Liulang pounced over and grabbed Arhat Shan Ji's shoulder.

Arhat Shan Ji shouted and pulled Wei Liulang's golden arm off!