The fat man on the side also stopped his wailing, looking at Mu Fan with a devout gaze full of ferocity, excitedly slapping his own thighs.
Mu Fan, who had just risen into midair, unexpectedly threw a preemptive punch towards the path of the Blue Horned Man's assault.
The two hard fists collided instantly.
A faint blue mist exploded from between the fists.
There was no fluctuation in Mu Fan's indifferent gaze.
Six Forms·Cutting!
The ghost energy aura had already covered his entire body, and at this moment, the Six Forms heritage from Instructor Mohandas burst forth with astonishing power, that kind of reaction speed that transcends human limits.
Spittoon Face only felt that he could initially see Mu Fan's movements clearly, but at this moment they suddenly blurred.
Then, the second Blue Horned Man was also blasted away like a short gourd, the adjacent metal trash bin's side instantly dented with a big blue gourd embedded in it.
