God-slaughtering King

The fist shadow was on his body, but a bloody hand gently caught the old wine's fist. Without green and red wood armor, this hand seemed a little thin, but it was tightly blocked in front of the fist of the old wine head.

"You?!"

The old wine head frowned. At the beginning, he saw that Nanmen Maple had never controlled the Jianmu seed. The Jianmu seed just went with his heart and had no rules at all. But now, Nanmen fengmingming is seriously injured. Why can he stop it? Why is it not the seed of Jianmu?

The warmth showed, the South Gate Maple slowly got up, but the green red wood armor on his body slowly fell down, revealing his green clothes.

"It doesn't want to fight."

A trace of firmness flashed in the eyes of Nanmen Feng. Looking at the old wine head, he stretched out his hands and put out the push and start gesture.

It's neither talent nor savvy. Nanmen Maple didn't realize the avenue of chaos in the seed of trees. It just saw the vitality, the vitality of all things... Countless surging vitality in the green awn.

"Interesting..."

The old wine head looked at the body of Nanmen maple, but whispered. Compared with the unprovoked cutting of Duanmu bank, this kind of tree building is much more secure in the hands of Nanmen maple, even just full of vitality, but it is another nature.

"However, no matter how to heal, you are not my opponent..."

The words were not finished. The old wine head took the lead in the attack and punched out. Nanmen Feng only saw a virtual shadow in his eyes, and even had no time to fight. His hands were barely in front of him, but he had no time to protect his chest. In an instant, he flew backwards out, his mouth was full of blood, but he couldn't take a move.

"... let go of the prohibition of that thing."

The old wine head approached at will, but there was a sweet in the throat of the maple in the south gate. He bent down and vomited a mouthful of blood.

The old wine head frowned when he saw this. The next moment, he appeared behind the South Gate maple and punched out. The South Gate Maple didn't respond at all. His back sank, but he flew out upside down!

"Let go! Ban!"

The body shape of Nanmen maple is still uncertain. The old wine head suddenly appears in front of Nanmen maple and gives it another hand!

Between three and five moves, Nanmen Maple was hit by the head of old wine. It was like a fallen leaf and couldn't help itself.

The green awns are endless, protecting the heart pulse of Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Maple's eyes were blurred, but he saw countless green Mans, the vitality in the green Mans, and countless mountains and rivers. Duanmuxing saw the world, but nanmenfeng saw countless animals and creatures.

“？？？”

Old wine's fist was solid, but his eyebrows were unconsciously wrinkled. It's reasonable that Nanmen Maple can't stand these moves between his fists, but at the moment, Nanmen Maple still lives.

It's really interesting.

Nanmen Maple stepped back a few steps, forced his feet, stabilized his body, barely gasped, but his whole body was bloodstained.

The old wine head shook off the blood on his hand, frowned at Nanmen Feng, but said, "if you carry it like this again, I won't keep my hand. Today, I just want to see the prestige of Jianmu seed. Do you have to force me so deliberately?"

Nanmen Feng slowly raised his head and grinned. There was a bright red between his lips and teeth, "I don't want to. Just do it."

"Stupid!"

The old wine head whispered a sentence, but then he made a sudden fist, and the wind broke out between the fists. Nanmen Feng's face changed slightly. Although there was much stubbornness between his words, it was really reluctantly to catch the first one or two moves of the old wine.

However, if the prohibition was released, Nanmen Feng also felt that he might not be better than a dead man's hand.

“……”

When Lao jiutou punched, Nanmen Feng closed his eyes, which was abrupt, but Nanmen Feng couldn't see Lao jiutou's fist move, but he simply closed his eyes.

The wind hit people. Nanmen Feng blocked his hands in front of him. The next moment, he suddenly retreated more than ten steps. His chest was in sharp pain, and his hands were weak.

"It's too strong... Even if you catch it, you can't stop it at all." Nanmen Feng's eyes were not open, his hands were green, and his fingertips trembled slightly. At the moment, although the green awn healed the injury on Nanmen maple in an instant, it all depends on the time for the old wine head to keep his hand. Even if his words are merciless, the old wine head left enough time for Nanmen Maple with one fist and one palm.

Ten steps in front of Nanmen Feng, the old wine head looked at Nanmen Feng's trembling hands, frowned and his head was faintly heavy, but the strength of the several jars of wine he had just drunk was on top.

Nanmen Feng's hands trembled, but the old wine head shook his head, and then he shot again.

The wind is as old as ever.

Nanmen Maple took a long breath and was about to raise his hand. The moment he stretched out his hand was that his hands were intertwined, and the yin-yang pattern suddenly appeared. I don't know if it was an illusion, but it suddenly triggered the wind between his hands. When the old wine hit hard, Nanmen maple stepped back a few steps.

"Linquan..."

His hands trembled, but Nanmen Feng suddenly opened his eyes and clenched his hands. The feeling just now was led by the sword intention of Linquan in the past. In the past, when Nanmen Maple was poisoned by the blue and purple spider mother, he was confused, but he showed a perfect push hand. He just felt the wind, but his hands blocked the moves of the blue and purple spider mother.

Now, under the nourishment of this green awn, Nanmen Maple clearly feels the feeling between his hands just now, "Linquan sword style, pushing hands... I see. The water is impermanent, but it has a constant potential. Linquan can't be stopped, but it can lead!"

"What are you reading?"

Old wine knocked Nanmen Feng back a few steps with his fist, but seeing Nanmen Feng talking to himself, he was shaking his head, unstable and inexplicably angry.

Nanmen Feng didn't answer either. He just made progress. With both hands, he came forward against the head of the old wine.

"Ridiculous."

The old wine head looked at the action of Nanmen maple, but read a sentence secretly. With his steps, he suddenly appeared in front of Nanmen maple and punched him. But he saw that Nanmen Maple took one step first, "see through?!"

Nanmen Maple made a gesture with both hands, pushed his hands and clasped one hand on the old wine head.

The old wine head snorted and suddenly made a force to break thousands of methods. How can he stop it?!

Nanmen Maple's face is as old as before. One hand is solid, but the other hand is clapping his hands and hitting the old wine on the head and back! The previous hand suddenly slipped to the joint of the old wine head's arm and suddenly exerted force!

"Hum!"

It was a wonderful way for Nanmen maple to push and fasten the joints of the old wine head's arms with one hand. However, the old wine head snorted, but the strength in his hands swung open Nanmen Maple's hands and punched Nanmen Maple's chest.

Once the south door Maple put his hands, the chest was open, but his face was still calm, and his hands turned into yin and Yang.

"There's no place to borrow. Do you really think this is in your Shushan?"

Old wine head looked at the action of Nanmen maple, but he hissed in his heart.

But at the next moment, the old wine's fist was a little slow. One punch was solid. Nanmen fengxiao took three or two steps back, but he made a gesture with both hands. Looking at the old wine's head, there was a sudden dragon elephant on his hands.

"Kid tricks..."

The old wine head narrowed his eyes and looked at the Dragon elephant Qi on the South Gate Maple's hands, but read a sentence, but his head became more and more dizzy. It seems that he thought of something. The old wine tasted the wine just now. At first, he was only a war of life and death, but he didn't taste it. At the moment, it's more and more regrettable to think about it, "you boy, return my wine!"

A word just fell, but the old wine head staggered and approached the maple in the south gate. The maple in the south gate made a gesture with both hands, and the air of the faint dragon elephant appeared.

Once he punched out, Nanmen Feng started with both hands as Yin and Yang. Although he still couldn't stop the fist strength of the old wine head, the Dragon elephant Qi of both hands turned into the potential of yin and Yang, and half of his strength was removed, so he took a punch.

Just don't wait for the South Gate maple to stabilize his body, but the old wine head shakes and punches again.

"Is it true?"

Nanmen Maple frowned slightly. The fist shadow of old wine head was continuous. Although it was simple and direct, the fist was not heavy. Even a simple straight fist made it difficult for Nanmen maple to parry. Although the green awn protected the body and the Dragon elephant relieved its strength, it was just a child's means as old wine head said, and could not go on the stage.

The old wine head seems to have a strong wine. Although his steps are unstable, his fist shadow is more and more leeway. Even vaguely, even Nanmen Maple has been struggling to parry with all his strength.

Is this old wine head so powerful?

His hands barely blocked the old wine's fist, but the South Gate Maple retreated quickly and didn't dare to connect. He retreated dozens of steps away, but the South Gate Maple took a breath, but there was blood between his hands.

"What else? What else?"

Looking at the old wine head staggering close in the distance, Nanmen Feng frowned, but he secretly planned that he still had means.

After all, this is the broken boundary of Southern Xinjiang, but there is no other means that Nanmen Maple can use.

In a few tens of steps, the old wine head came in an instant. It was still a simple straight fist. The South Gate Maple frowned slightly, but his hands were still pushing. The next moment, he snorted and stepped back.

"Three points heavier..."

Nanmen Feng looked at the approaching old wine head, but his heart was miserable. The fist strength of the old wine head was even better. Can he have such strength with such a simple straight fist? The only explanation is that the old wine head is not making efforts, but inadvertently letting go of its strength.

As soon as I read it, the maple in the South Gate saw a flower in front of me, and then there was a burst of wine smell between my breath, but there was a big rosacea in front of me, "no!!!"

The shadow of the fist suddenly came. Nanmen Feng's hands just got up, but his chest was heavy, and then his body was suddenly soft.

The old wine head didn't leave his hand when he was boxing. Nanmen Feng didn't have time to come up with one breath. He only felt countless heavy blows. He didn't feel the slightest pain in an instant. He just felt the old wine head in front of him.

But one punch directly hit Nanmen Feng to the verge of death.

When Nanmen Maple had no time to look carefully, his chest was suddenly bloody.

Old wine's head was a punch that directly pierced Nanmen Maple's chest!

Green mans have no time to heal?!

"Hum!"

The old wine head's eyes were blurred, and he avoided the vine of Jianmu seed, but he didn't care. At first, he saw the vine just like this.

"Ownerless things..."

With a long fist blow, it was extremely hard to start. The old wine head opened his eyes slightly and had no time to turn his hand. Countless vines surged into the old wine head in an instant.

Unknowingly, although Nanmen Maple delayed a lot of time with its moves, the seed of Jianmu is smart and operates underground several times. At the moment, combined with this terrain, it is several times stronger!