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If he had just made a defensive move, it wouldn't be a big problem to block Mu Hanyan, but the problem was that he underestimated the enemy.

In an instant, the defensive energy in his chest was shattered by Mu Hanyan's palm, and Mu Hanyan's incomparably condensed energy also poured into his body like a flood. Although it was found that it was not good, it was time to run the exercises to protect the internal organs, but the internal organs were still shaken by the powerful force.

Bursts of severe pain poured into his mind, Dai Songling's whole body was convulsed, and at the same time, the turbid air in his body was rushing around, and he felt nauseated, dizzy, and dizzy.

"Mr. Dai Guanshi is really strong, and he has nothing to do with my palm." Dai Songling was about to vomit when he heard Mu Hanyan say admiringly.

Dai Songling immediately woke up. He was the manager of Mo's house, a master of the sword master realm. If he was beaten and vomited by a junior in front of so many people, there would be no shame, and his prestige in Mo's house would also plummet.

"Hmph, with your strength, of course you can't hurt the old man." In desperation, Dai Songling could only resist the urge to vomit, suppress the turbid air again, and pretend to be unpredictable. said. At the same time, it was difficult to squeeze out a smile, but why does this smile look so weird.

Install, I will let you continue to install. Seeing Dai Songling's constipated appearance, Mu Hanyan almost laughed out loud.

"Dai Guanshi, the second slap is coming." Without giving him a chance to breathe, Mu Hanyan immediately slapped the second slap.

What the fuck? So fast, don't let Lao Tzu rest. Dai Songling was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. The turbid qi was still running around in her body, and the movement of her energy made her feel dizzy and dizzy. How could she stop this slap?

No, I can't continue to be beaten like this. Dai Songling's shoulder moved, and he was about to resist. He was talking about making three moves, but he didn't say that he could only stand and be beaten. The big deal was not to fight back.

But just thought of it in his heart, and before he could raise his hand, Mu Hanyan's voice floated over again: "As expected of the Mo family's manager, his strength is really great, and he can actually take my two palms, if it really doesn't work, I can only admit defeat and apologize."

Hearing this, Dai Songling immediately changed his mind. Others don't know how powerful Mu Hanyan is, but he has personally experienced that the cultivation level of a great swordsman is at the peak, and he is much stronger than other swordsmen of the same rank.

If he really wants to work as hard as Mu Cheng and Wu Qiyun, he may not be able to beat him easily, and even if he wins, he may not be able to win glory. If he can take the initiative to apologize, it will undoubtedly be the best result. When the time comes, if he reprimands him in a pretentious manner, he will have the face and the inside, and he will have a good reputation for caring for the younger generation and tireless people.

Weighing the pros and cons, Dai Songling put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest again.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Mu Hanyan's palm was once again imprinted on his chest, and endless power surged like a tsunami.

The boundless pain also invaded his mind again, and what was more uncomfortable than the pain was that the turbid qi that was finally suppressed was running around in the body again, and it was even more nauseating.

"No, you must not lose face, hold back, hold back." Dai Songling's forehead was sweating coldly, and her face was also pale, but she still desperately reminded herself, stared at her, and tried her best to suppress the turbid air.