Dong Ziyang was dumbfounded for a moment.
Being called a fly, such an insult, no one could take it!
Dong Ziyang held a stick in his hand, but at this moment, he lost his momentum, lost everything.
Honestly, even if he had a cleaver in his hand, in front of Fang Yi, it was as if he was just delivering vegetables.
In the face of personal strength, Dong Ziyang really had no way to deal with Fang Yi.
Not far away, Dong Hongzhi saw Dong Ziyang in a daze and suddenly felt the urge to curse him again.
Side branch disciples are indeed side branch disciples, so stupid.
While thinking this, Dong Hongzhi completely ignored the fact that he had been slapped by Fang Yi and hit by Dong Ziyang with a stick.
But Dong Ziyang didn't know that Fang Yi's martial prowess was above his own. He suddenly gripped the stick tightly, intending to strike again, but at that moment, a cold voice came through.
"Dong Ziyang, stop right there!"
This voice instantly drew everyone's attention at the scene.
