Hail the King

In the handsome white young man, there is no violent violent temperament, and he feels so calm to Sun Fei, just like a hidden person who is uncontested in the world, in a picturesque landscape, with a small beast Flowers and plants are companions, and poems are painted, and they are light and thin. They don’t eat the world’s smoke and smoke. It’s like a wild cloud crane. It’s absolutely difficult to connect him with the peerless **** of the sea.

In the entire space, there is no such thing as the evil and violent atmosphere that comes from outside. The breeze and the flowers are refreshing.

"Little brother, where are you from? Who are you looking for?" The young man in white has a light smile on his face. His voice is soothing and warm, and he can't help but create an intimacy.

Sun Fei paused and put away his hand [The King of the Immortal King], his posture relaxed, his eyes glanced around in a circle, his face with a smile, scratching his head and saying: "Hey, I am good." I am looking for the wrong place... Oh, yes, who are you, why are you here?"

"I?" The young man in white swayed a pink and lovely little seven-color deer around him. The corner of his mouth suddenly shed a trace of red blood, and he dyed his white clothes. He hesitated a little, and looked calmly: "I am Aizawa." The sacred sacred mountain of Vladimir, the first disciple of Saviola under the saints of Maradona Wu, the martial arts masters noticed that there was a change in the fragrant waters, and ordered me to come to find out the reasons, but misunderstood the tricks of the seas. Suffering from serious injuries, he was imprisoned in this environment... Hey, it’s really awkward!”

Continental Wusheng Maradona?

Sun Fei opened his mouth.

This is a god-like existence that is omnipotent on the continent of Azeroth. Unlike the empire's own vassal martial arts, the Continental Wusheng can be said to be the strongest on the entire continent. The patron saint of the mainland people, no one can compete in the sky, no matter the enemy, even the super-big emperors of the great super-empire of the mainland, such as Ferguson the Great, Wenger the Great, Benitez the Great, etc., in this godlike strong In front of them, they also had to have their heads underneath, and even the holy Holy See, who was not arrogant, did not dare to provoke the dignity of the mainland Wusheng.

On the mainland of Azeroth, Wu Sheng Maradona is a unique and outstanding existence, with invincible personal force, the absolute right to speak of the cold world of this jungle law.

Sun Fei has listened to countless anecdotes about the Wusheng Mountain in the mainland. It is said that under the seat of Maratha Wusheng, there are indeed many disciples who are fascinating and amazing, all of which are super strong in the world. And Saviola is the chief disciple of this first strongman.

Hearing here, Sun Fei’s face showed a few expressions of relief, and he stepped forward, with a worried expression on his face: “Saviola, you are injured? What happened? With your strength, the sea Who can hurt you among the families?"

The white man’s mouth overflowed with more blood. The whole person suddenly swayed and slowly sat down, barely running vindictively, with a sigh of color: “Ordinary sea people, how could it be my opponent, but unfortunately, in the fragrant waters Sealed with a sea god, Kluivert, who was blood-stained in the past, and these revived sea people, do not know what secret method to use, even opened the **** seal of the former dwarf gods, and released him When I came out, I was strong and self-sufficient. I didn’t listen to the blessings of the Master. I was counted and calculated..."

When Sun Fei heard this, his face hesitated. He walked up to the white young man and said, "What should I do? Where is the evil **** Kluivert? The evil spirit is so powerful, Or, will I take you out of here?"

The young man in white looked at Sun Fei seriously, and he showed his grateful color in his eyes. He shook his head and said: "Your strength is still too low. If we are together, it is absolutely impossible to escape the chasing of the evil god. You help me first. Treating the injury, and when my strength is slightly restored, I can break through this environment and take you away!"

"Good! Start now." Sun Fei came to the white young man, shining with a golden flame, gently reaching out his palm and sticking it on his back, saying: "I will try to help you re-open the body. Fighting the air channel, see if it can help you."

"Okay, that's great." The white man nodded.

At this moment, Sun Fei did not notice that the young man's face showed a strange smile. He placed his right hand on the small abdomen, and suddenly a strange bright gray appeared, and a corner of his mouth appeared.

What the young man in white was about to do, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and he was shocked and angry. He made a scream, a mouth, a golden blood stain, sprayed out of his mouth, and the whole figure was out. Like the shells, I went out and didn't know how many green trees I broke.

"What are you doing?" The young man in white rushed back and was angry and arrogant.

Sun Fei's face with a sneer, but a word of no hair, body shape like a golden lightning, like a shadow, a golden fist punching light column, bursting out from his fist continuously, squatting in general On the body of the young man in white, the constant impact of the connection made the young man in white like a sandbag that could not be struggling. He continued to retreat in the middle of the boxing. He did not know how many giant trees were broken.

The young man in white who lost the opportunity immediately fell into the passive and did not fight back.

It’s just astonishing that he didn’t know how many punches Sun Fei had, and the strength of each punch was enough to kill a big Japanese-level sage who was in a sunny position, but the white young man actually fell asleep. Not only was it not smashed by this horrible punch, but even the obvious wounds on the body did not appear, and there was still room for struggle.

The dark red flame flashed, and the "immortal king wrecker" appeared in the hands of Sun Fei.

【Whirlwind】!

[jumping 斩]!

[Gravity hit]!

[Trenches]!

The strength of the 42-level Hell difficulty barbarian and the strongest barbarian combat skills, all failed, all solidly attacked the white young man.

[The King of the Immortal Soul] is a god-level weapon. Under the urging of Sun Fei, the dark red rune engraved on it suddenly survived, with vitality, a dark red character. The text, shot from the hammer body and the hammer handle, is like a huge cockroach, and it floats around the war giant hammer and Sun Fei.

Hey!

The white body of young people constantly heard a burst of crisp bones.

[The King of the Immortal] has finally broken the defense of the young man in white, causing serious damage to his abnormally strong body!

At this time, Sun Fei has become a violent madman. The wildness and violentness of the barbarian have been exerted to the fullest extent. The whole body has been devoted to the killing and fighting in front of the eyes. The whole person is like a crazy overloaded killing. In general, the machine does not retain, and all of its own powerful forces, the most powerful combat techniques, and the most savage and poisonous means are all bombarded in the white youth!

It is like this young man in white, and his own murder of the father and his wife.

At the end of the day, this chasing one escaped two people, almost turned into a streamer, and did not know how far it flew.

at last--

"Enough, human!"

Among the young men in white, bursting with a bright gray flame without human emotions, white delicate hands spread a layer of dark red orange scars, an incredible force that broke out from his arms, he sent out An angry roar, swiping the boxing on the hammerhead of the "Imperial King Soulbreaker".

"Hey...hey!" Sun Fei shuddered and spurted a blood out of his head. The war giant hammer flew out and turned into a dark red spot, disappearing into the sky far away.

And the whole person, like a football kicked out by people, couldn't help but fly out toward the rear.

After falling and flying out more than a thousand meters, the king fell to the ground and smashed a deep pit of 100 meters. He struggled for a while and climbed up from the deep pit, just arms. The blood was dripping, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed from the skin. The corners of the mouth overflowed with large pieces of blood. The whole person stood still and stood still.

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