Conceited Immortal On Campus

Hua Xia's face is very ugly.

The defeat in the first battle is a blow to Huaxia.

Chinese martial arts have a history of 5000 years, and the practitioners are extremely harsh.

Being in China, he has always been proud of the world for his Chinese martial arts, but now, even the savage tribe people can exchange one human life for two young inner strength masters in China.

This battle not only lowered the morale of China, but also made some young warriors feel awe inspiring and proud.

"Bang!

If there is a dull sound from the impact of a huge stone, yuanmu's body will step back a few steps.

Without waiting for him to react, the opponent's fists would have fallen like a storm.

Although this man is thin, but every punch is powerful and heavy, not only that, if the other side has been through a hundred battles, he never gives yuanmu a chance to breathe.

I don't know how many fists I waved. Suddenly, the man's breathing was a little disordered, and he seemed to be breathing.

Yuan Mu's ears move. He turns his hands into claws and grabs each other's throat.

On Allah's face, there is a smile of conspiracy. Unfortunately, yuanmu can't see it.

Just when yuanmu's hands were about to fall on Allah's throat, Allah's hand seemed to be integrated with the air, and fell on yuanmu's throat silently.

When the fingertip fell on Yuan Mu's throat, Yuan Mu just seemed to react.

The next moment, Yuan Mu's mouth sounded like thunder.

"Ah

Allah's look was stunned, but yuanmu suddenly retreated.

Yuan Mu's eyes are empty, but his brows are tightly wrinkled, and his throat is full of blood.

Allah came back, his face a little gloomy.

"There's something about it!"

He jumps suddenly and kills yuan Mu again.

Every blow, all point to Yuan Mu's throat, that wound.

Yuanmu blocked one after another, but with the blood boiling, yuanmu's throat blood is more and more.

Even if he has the method of hemostasis, it's a big fight. If the acupoints and orifices are blocked and the blood gas is not smooth, it will only make him die faster.

Many people also saw the purpose of Allah, do not shout angrily: "can you be more shameless?"

This is a young generation of a clan. Seeing this scene, they are very angry.

However, as soon as he was angry, the elder of his clan slapped him on the head.

"Don't be shameful!" The old man with half white hair said coldly, "this is the case in the battle of life and death. Do you really think that all enemies will be as kind as you?"

"It's a good thing you didn't play, otherwise, you'll die fast!"

The young man covered the back of his head. He looked at the old man and said, "even if it's a battle between life and death, you should talk about some virtues, right?"

"So mean, even if you win, what can you do?"

The old man never spoke, or said, lazily cared about his younger generation.

His eyes are still on the challenge arena, and yuanmu is falling into the disadvantage.

Each other's breath, long to the extreme, a face of hundreds of punches, even no longer show any flaws.

On the other hand, yuanmu has already received a lot of punches. As soon as he sees it, the defeat is set.

At this time, Yuan Mu suddenly burst out of his mouth.

"Ah

His voice was like thunder, and Allah's body suddenly froze, but his face was mocking.

Yuan Mu's hands explored again and killed Allah.

In Allah's eyes, his intention of killing suddenly increased. He avoided yuanmu and cut yuanmu's throat again with his hands like a knife.

"It's over!"

In China, many people have closed their eyes.

Alamin knew that yuanmu was blind, so he just used this way to show his disdain and ridicule.

But at this time, change regeneration, see yuan Mu's mouth, spit out a word again.

His hands, unexpectedly don't know when has received the body, into linzibaoyin.

"Yes

His voice is like thunder, his body is like a rock, standing still, and there is a trace of bronze on the surface of his body.

Allah's hands, like knives, fell on Yuan Mu's throat, but they seemed to be cut on steel.

With a buzzing sound, yuanmu suddenly tied Allah's hands with his chin.

With the power of the king of Ming, he swept and fell on Allah's temple.

Bang!

For a moment, Allah's whole head seemed to burst open. In the seven orifices, blood mixed with some filthy things gushed out.

Allah's body was paralyzed on the ground. His hands were trapped by yuanmu's jaw, and he fell on his knees.

Yuan Mu raised his head slowly, and he sighed.

"The same law, how can I be stupid!"

"Benefactor, go all the way!"

He whispered and looked out to all the countries abroad.In World War II, one man won two rounds in a row.

This time, it's the turn of overseas countries to look ugly.

Taisho and the palace, Taisho God laughed.

Next to him stood a man, nearly two meters tall and like a pile of meat mountain, wearing a Japanese monk's robe.

He leaped like a mountain on the ground, making a dull noise.

"Japan, Taisho Wo Kung, Nara Tsuen!"

This person is like a Maitreya Buddha, smiling mouth, self report home.