Chu Zhiyuan felt surprised.

When the punch was punched out, a wisp of breath flew out of the Yin Yang Fish and penetrated into the fist.

There was a force coming from the void outside the fist, and it was pulled by the force of the punch to form a faintly visible fist mark.

The fist mark accelerated instantly, breaking through the air, forming a violent air flow and a muffled sound.

He turned around and said: "Xiaozhu, throw a stone over here."

The beautiful girl standing not far away responded quickly and turned to look for the stone.

But the courtyard was kept clean and no stones could be found.

She looked left and right, turning her head this way and that. Qingli's face turned red with anxiety, but she still couldn't find it.

Chu Zhiyuan hummed: "Useless things, fine, you don't have to look for them."

He came to the weapons rack next to him, threw up a long knife on the rack, and punched it out.

"bite……"

The long knife made a crisp sound, then broke into several pieces and flew out, shooting into the bamboo forest under the wall and disappearing.

"squeak……"

"laugh!"

A few pieces shot into the soil or into the bamboo body.

An arm-thick green bamboo slowly fell over and hit him.

Chu Zhiyuan punched out again.

"Bang!"

The entire green bamboo instantly shattered into powder.
Chapter completed!