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- "Yuan Futong, you are still a man. Come on, let's have a fight." Yuan Shihai sneered.
"Yuan Shihai, do you think you will definitely win? The outcome is still unknown." Yuan Futong gathered his fist shadow and charged towards Yuan Shihai again.
"Do you think you are the only one in this world who knows mountain boxing?"
"Mr. Song, please help our young master."
"No, if your young master needs help even with the most important step, then he is not qualified to inherit the position of the family patriarch."
Mr. Ji stood aside, staring closely at Yuan Futong, fearing that something would happen to him.
"Mr. Ji, an eagle has to spread its wings and fly high on its own. You can't help him forever." After saying that, Song Feiyang left. He could never give up on the three thousand masters brought by Yuan Shihai. After all, his father had If the problem is solved, with these people at hand, one's combat effectiveness can be increased a lot. Even if it is to go to Prussia to help, it will be much better.
Yuan Shihai saw Song Feiyang disappearing a large group of people with a wave of his hand, but now that he wanted the right to deal with Yuan Futong, there was no chance for him to help.
Yuan Futong continued to attack without any intention of resting. The big Yuan Shihai could only defend but had no backhand power. He never imagined that Yuan Futong's current strength was twice his, equivalent to the strength of two late-stage Douzongs.
About half an hour later, Song Feiyang had eliminated all the enemies, and only Yuan Futong and Yuan Shihai were left fighting in the sky. "Yuan Shihai, you are so embarrassed and want to compete with me for the position of the family patriarch. It is simply ridiculous." It¡¯s so whimsical, okay, before you die today, I will show you my unique trick so that you can die with peace of mind.¡±
"Great annihilation technique!" There were bursts of thunder in the sky, the air was turbid, the dark clouds were changing, and the small cyclones in the sky were condensed together, as big as an egg, but these small cyclones were like meat grinders, The surrounding airflow sprayed on it, and it shattered instantly.
"The patriarch is so biased that he actually passed on one of the family's four secret techniques, the Great Extermination Technique, to you."
"He is my father, so it is natural to be partial."
"Okay, this is what you said." Yuan Shihai took out a gourd from the storage bag and opened the lid of the gourd. Countless bees flew out of the gourd. The bees were golden and flew towards Yuan Futong.
Boom! boom! boom! The golden bees were installed together with the cyclones. Several small cyclones were blown up. This golden bee was like a bomb. If it collided with something, it would explode. The gourd was like Like a machine, it can continuously release little bees, first one, then ten, one hundred, one thousand, and the explosion becomes bigger and bigger.
"Let's see how long you can hold on." Yuan Shihai injected all his power into the gourd. The more energy he injected, the more bees he released.
"My dear, you are really a good treasure." Song Feiyang looked at the gourd in Yuan Shihai's hand. It would be great if he could get this thing.
"Brother, help me, my strength is almost exhausted." Yuan Futong shouted to Song Feiyang.
"Okay, I'll help you." Song Feiyang really wanted the other party's gourd. When he heard Yuan Futong calling him to help, he grabbed the gourd.
"Go to hell." The bees from the gourd kept flying out, covering the surrounding area with bees. Every time Song Feiyang touched a bee, a piece of his body was blown to pieces. Fortunately, he has the Divine Hammer of Creation, otherwise it would not work at all.
"Boy, now that you have used up your power, go to hell." Yuan Shihai spat out blood essence from his mouth, the gourd glowed with golden light, and those little bees flew out in doubled numbers.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Yuan Futong¡¯s clothes were all blown to pieces and his whole body was dripping with blood.
"Futong." Fighting energy wrapped around his body, and he flew towards Yuan Futong.
"I won't give you a chance." Yuan Shihai's hand turned into an eagle's claw and grabbed Yuan Futong's heart.
Just when Yuan Shihai's fingers were grabbing Yuan Futong's chest, Yuan Futong suddenly opened his eyes and punched Yuan Shihai in the heart. Yuan Shihai reacted quickly. The moment Yuan Futong moved his fist, he also punched him. The two fists collided with each other, and Yuan Shihai's fist was shattered. Yuan Futong took advantage of the victory and pursued Yuan Shihai, hitting Yuan Shihai with dozens of more punches.
"Go to hell." With one punch, Yuan Shihai's heart was pierced.
"Yuan Futong, I didn't expect that you still have strength now. It seems that I underestimated you. I lost this competition, but even if I lose, you will never succeed as the patriarch of the family."
"What do you want to do?"
"I can't kill you, but I have to cut off one of your hands."
With a click, Yuan Futong¡¯s hand was broken off.
"Futong!" Song Feiyang punched Yuan Shihai. Yuan Shihai's memory was grabbed by Song Feiyang. This guy was too cruel. When he was dying, he even broke one of Yuan Futong's hands.
"Master." Mr. Ji held Yuan Futong who fell from the sky. One of his arms was broken. How should he be the head of the Yuan family?
Song Feiyang took the opportunity to take the gourd, put it into the feather world, and took Yuan Futong's arm out of Yuan Shihai's mind and body, "Mr. Ji, take Futong to my room, and I will help him put his arm back. "
"Okay!" Although he was surprised, since Song Feiyang said there was a way, he could only treat Sima as a living doctor.
Yuan Shihai is not dead yet. His strength can be given to Yuan Futong. Put the two arms together to first shrink the wounds in the meridians until there is no more. Then the bones, muscles, and the essence and blood that Yuan Futong lacks can also be obtained from Yuan Shihai. After all, they are a family and have the same essence and blood.
Finally, Yuan Shihai's martial arts was stolen and applied to Yuan Futong. Yuan Futong, who had fainted because of his broken arm, gained the power of essence and blood, and his strength increased again. In this way, he easily became the Great Consummation Stage of Douzong. . Song Feiyang took some of Lumel's power and Lumel's military skills and quietly put them into Yuan Futong's mind.
"My arm, my arm."
"Master, your arm is fine. Mr. Song helped you reattach it."
"Really?" Yuan Futong touched his arm and found that it had really grown. "Brother, thank you so much." Yuan Futong hugged Song Feiyang.
"Well, how old are you and you are still hugging your eldest brother? If others see it, they will think there is something wrong between the two of us."
"Haha." Yuan Futong scratched his head.
"Mr. Song, now that all the competitors have been dealt with, I think I can take the young master back." Mr. Ji said.
"It's okay, I'm leaving here soon, Futong. After I go back, I have to work hard to practice and become a good clan leader in the future."
"Don't worry, I will definitely be a qualified family patriarch. Brother, do you want me to help you deal with the Prussians?"
"No, you don't have much time. You'd better go home early. I have a way to deal with Prussia."
"Mr. Song, in this case, I will take the young master back first. We will meet again later."
"Okay, see you later."
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