As the screams filled the air, the other four guys were horrified to discover.
Their fists, unbeknownst to them, had swollen and shone brightly, like two big meat buns, extremely painful to the touch.
They had no idea that while these guys were beating Yang Fei, Yang Fei had activated Dark Force for defense.
With every punch and kick, Dark Force penetrated their skin, the heavier they struck, the stronger the recoil.
Fortunately, these people were just ordinary folks; if they were Mingjin Masters, a single punch could shatter their bones through Yang Fei's Dark Force defense.
This is the realm after Strength Transformation and Core Formation to Divine Communication.
Not a feather can be added, not a fly can land!
Yang Fei looked at the group leisurely and said calmly, "So, do you still want to beat me?"
The Prison Tyrant fell to his knees with a thud, bowing to Yang Fei.
"I dare not, I dare not, immortal grandpa, please spare us."
