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"Zhang Hao vs the hand of death, Tony!"

Just a word, let people blood boiling, excited, in the brain of the moment to forget Ning Tao.

Master Tony's reputation is unparalleled.

Whether at home or abroad, they enjoy a mythical reputation, which is the goal of countless fighters.

In recent years, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He is an original hand of death, one-on-one, without any rivals.

His reputation is based on a pile of corpses.

On the other hand, his challenger, a weak guy, seems to be dying. No wonder it's called Niang Pao.

One is loved by ten thousand people, one is desolate and desolate,

one is a contemporary myth, and the other is unknown.

This is the most obvious gap between the two!

I don't know when the challenge arena has been raised. It took a lot of effort. Fortunately, the organizer has already made preparations.

Each of these challenge arena made of special materials is worth millions. It's a fake to destroy heartache.

Ning Tao calms down with a group of women and comforts them. This is what he has to do, just to prove himself.

If he wins today, his way Will be indestructible.

If you lose, you will die and you will not be able to return to heaven!

In a few women's unbearable, Ning Tao endure pain, came to the monk two people's side, secretly recover.

"Benefactor is really unfathomable. He turned defeat into victory and defeated the beast strongly. He is worthy of being a friar of our generation."

The monk's face was full of praise and surprise.

Even on one side of Li Dong, are serious, Ning Tao that battle, play is too beautiful.

It has not only played the role of a monk, but also made a reputation of China. People from all over the world should not underestimate the Chinese friars.

Ning Tao heard the speech, wry smile unceasingly, way: "good luck just, almost died, is also scarred."

Hearing this, the monk sighed and said, "Tony is smiling, casual and not as cautious as he thought. On the contrary, he is more like a fan meeting.

The audience roared wildly for Tony.

Some people say that Niang gun won't last long, at most one minute, and half a minute is enough!

The parties are arguing endlessly, and they even plan to fight.

Zhang Hao's face was cold and heartless, and his killing was full of hatred.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

This is the only thought left in my mind. I can't distinguish my body shape from the shadow of a ghost.

Seeing this scene, Tony sneered and slowly stretched out his hands, which anyone would be obsessed with.

Whiter than a pianist, stronger than a boxer.

"Jumping monkey, ten seconds, kill you." The voice of

did not fall, and Toni began to work. The grotesque ghost seemed to disappear in an instant, like a bubble.

"Pa pa...!"

It turned out that it was Tony's random clap. His hands were in the air, and each hand had an air cannon.

Cunjin, explosive power, speed into one.

If ordinary people look at it, Tony doesn't move, but in Ning Tao and others, it's tiannu Sanhua. The ghosts are destroyed by him, which is illusory.

Five seconds, three seconds!

"Pa Pa!"

The sound became louder and louder, and the air burst. There was no Zhang Hao in the field, but only ghosts in the sky.

Two seconds, one second!

Just at the last second, Tony suddenly smiles, turns around and claps.

Ten seconds to Plop!

A heavy ring, people stare big eyes, that before the disappearance of Zhang Hao, suddenly weak to the ground.

His tianlinggai has been shot to pieces.

Ten seconds, Tony wins!

"Roar...!"

The audience are full of enthusiasm and confidence. Master Tony's strength is stronger. It took only ten seconds.

When Ning Tao and others see this, their faces are very gloomy. Zhang Hao just died, and the process is too fast.

All of a sudden, Ning Tao finds that Tony looks at him with cold in his eyes, as if he wants to kill himself.

It's probably because of Moby, which makes him feel ashamed.

Monk Wu and Li Dong were not surprised by this scene. Even Zhang Hao's death was reasonable.

The hand of death is not in vain.

Suddenly, Li Dong said in a deep voice: "master, it's up to me to go on the stage next. If I lose in the hands of that champion, what I said before depends on you."

Ning Tao didn't understand, but the monk nodded.

At this time, the audience, has been a hot, two games to see them exhilarating, whole body congestion.

In the spotlight, the third game opened.Li Dong vs. a Tai!

At the beginning of the game, the two did not talk nonsense, each developed a strength, crazy outbreak, the formation of repression.

Both of them have good physical strength. At the beginning, they are still between Bo Zhong and Li Dong. Li Dong's strength is very strong and can't be underestimated.

But gradually, he actually weakened, the successor is weak, and at this time boxing king Artest, it is the outbreak.

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in one second, he hit 16 punches in a row.

This is not a number, but a miracle. In the blink of an eye, people beat it out.

You're still in the middle of a reaction, and you get 16 punches.

At first, Li Dong was able to resist, but it was getting worse and worse. For a time, the situation was so bad that he was almost beaten to death.

The fighting was very fierce and almost the whole court was white hot.

Suddenly, Artest super state outbreak, actually in a second hit the 17th punch, breaking the limit.

This punch hit Li Dong in the middle.

There's no doubt that a blow will lead to instant death.

The third game, Artest wins!

Seeing this, Ning Tao has a gloomy face, not only because of his opponent's disdainful provocation, but also because of his unwillingness to the times.

In the black game of death, there is another saying circulating.

This is the monk's tomb.

Now, it seems true that now, unlike in ancient times, people only borrow external forces and neglect themselves.

But you can only use a pair of black fists to play the most primitive side of the game.

But this is the weakest place for monks.

The loss of heritage, the decline of monks, sorrow!

The last game of the first round also started.

Warrior vs armored tank, gruva!