Invincible Conqueror

On the altar, Guo Jun looked at his fist in disbelief. Is this really his fist? Not someone else? Boom in Huang Xiaolong, the ancient peak of the seventh step of the ancient god, Huang Xiaolong actually said comfortable?

Fucking, he said comfortable!

Very comfortable!

Guo Junyue wants to look even more ugly, and his eyes are staring at Huang Xiaolong, as if to tear Huang Xiaolong into a shredded pork. ≥,

At this time, Huang Xiaolong came over to Guo Jun and said: "If you don't, you will have a few more punches, let me loosen my muscles and help me massage."

A few more punches!

Massage massage!

insult! This is simply ** naked contempt!

Guo Jun stunned, such as the wounded beastly beast, suddenly banged to Huang Xiaolong, this time, he spurred the body of the silver whale power, he wants to completely blast Huang Xiaolong into slag, scum!

dead!

Roar!

I saw Guo Jun’s fist, and the silvery silver whale’s power burst into a splendid color, and between the faint, a whale head of a silver whale was formed.

The whale's head is full of teeth.

Huang Xiaolong's three most supreme gods are motivated, and the divine power is condensed in the chest.

Bang!

A fist was banging, Huang Xiaolong's chest slammed, and his body shape retreated. But when he retreated to the edge of the altar, Huang Xiaolong suddenly stopped again. As before, he used his palm to play the chest. Is there dust?

Huang Xiaolong loosened a whole body and bones and took a breath, saying: "Shuang!"

Cool!

It was comfortable just now, but it is cool now!

Guo Jun roared, as if he was irritated and angry, the crazy mad beast once again slammed into Huang Xiaolong.

It’s another shot.

Huang Xiaolong’s palm continued to play his chest and said: “It’s so cool.”

It’s so cool!

Guo Jun screamed and screamed, and it was another punch.

“Super cool!”

“Super super cool!”

Guo Jun punches another fist on the chest of Huang Xiaolong. Huang Xiaolong loosened his muscles and bones again and again, and he was so refreshing and refreshing.

The square was silent, and the powerful parties watched the shocking scene on the altar.

Feng Yingying's chest is ups and downs like a wave.

Li Zhi, Zhu Feng, Wang Wei. Guo’s disciples, all the Haizu disciples, are full of blanks.

After a dozen blows, Guo Jun stopped, gasping slightly, surprised and ugly, watching Huang Xiaolong's eyes even a little scared.

In the face of Huang Xiaolong, the late seventh peak of the ancient god, he had a feeling of fear in the late tenth stage of the ancient god. This feeling is so ridiculous but so real.

Huang Xiaolong looked at Guo Jun and saw the other party’s eyes in fear. He said coldly: “You helped me loose my muscles and bones. Now it’s my turn to help you loosen your muscles.”

As soon as the sound fell, Guo Jun felt that the shadow was flashing in front of him, and a huge fist came to him. He was subconsciously hiding, but it was a step later. The chest seemed to be smashed by giant objects, and an unspeakable pain spread from his chest. Guo Jun's figure has retreated.

However, his stature has not stabilized yet, and Huang Xiaolong has another fist in his chest.

The second punch!

The third punch!

With one punch and another fist, Huang Xiaolong’s fist fell to his chest in a storm.

At the beginning, Guo Jun could hold back the pain, but it was behind. The pain became more and more fierce, and Zhang mouth screamed. The voice was more than a pig killing. The face was more painfully twisted and completely deformed.

Thirteen punches. Huang Xiaolong stopped, and Guo Jun flew to the corner of the altar. He was there, and the chest **** was completely blown up by Huang Xiaolong, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

The wind is blowing.

Suddenly, a Guo disciple did not know whether he was scared or not, and a fart sounded.

Everyone looked over and brushed, Guo’s parents were old, too elders, and Guo’s ancestors, the murderous eyes of the owner, scared the Guo’s disciple to faint.

Guo Jia's ancestors, Guo Da, and Guo Jia's master, Guo Shi, turned their heads and looked at Huang Xiaolong on the altar. His eyes sparkled.

Jin Mei, the blood knife and two people finally woke up from the surprise, and looked at Huang Xiaolong on the altar with surprise. The previous fears, all the previous worries disappeared, and the joys, joys and smiles were replaced. .

"This kid, this kid!" The blood knife was a little incoherent.

He is happy in his heart and does not know how to express it.

"After going back, you have to hit his ass." Jin Mei also laughed happily.

The blood knife haha ​​smiled: "Yes, after going back, hit his **** and hit his ass, this kid hides us from suffering, and we are worried about so many days!"

The golden eyebrows and the blood knife did not hide their voices. Therefore, almost the entire square was heard. Anyone could hear that the golden eyebrows and the blood knife were in the heart.

But think about it, anyone who can accept a enchanting disciple like Huang Xiaolong is not happy in his heart.

How long did Huang Xiaolong worship the Vientiane? Moreover, now it is possible to beat Guo Jun in the late tenth stage of the ancient gods with the late stage of the ancient gods in the seventh stage of the ancient gods!

An ancient **** seventh-order late peak, an ancient **** tenth-order late! The difference is almost three big realms!

Moreover, Guo Jun is a peerless genius who has cultivated a silver whale space!

and many more! Guo Jun is the peerless genius of Guo Jiayi, then what is Huang Xiaolong? !

Everyone thought of this, and they all took a breath.

Huang Xiaolong has a lot of enchanting in the end, and everyone can't imagine it.

Listening to Master Jin Mei and blood knife laughing back to be spanking, Huang Xiaolong felt helpless in his heart, but this time, the most important thing is not the butt, but the Guo Jun will be completely solved.

Huang Xiaolong knew that the thirteen punches had not completely defeated Guo Jun. The defense of Guo Jun’s body was also strong, and Huang Xiaolong’s unexpected.

Huang Xiaolong guessed that the other side should cultivate the ancient refining magic, and the one with the highest ranking. If you only discuss the ontological defense, Huang Xiaolong’s current Yuanlong body is only one point better than Guo Jun.

Sure enough, Guo Jun, who has been squatting there for no movement, suddenly has a strong silver ray, and the breath is gradually increasing and growing.

Originally, all the people who were shocked by Huang Xiaolong’s fighting power stopped their voices and looked at Guo Jun.

Guo Jun slowly stood up from the ground, only to see the silvery light on his chest, and the chest wound began to recover at a very fast speed. Soon, it recovered completely, at least from the surface, it was completely invisible. .

Guo Jun’s power surged, and he simply pulled the ruptured upper body and threw it away, revealing a strong and full of beautiful lines. He looked at Huang Xiaolong and touched the blood of his mouth. He smiled evilly: “The thirteen punches just now Very good, very comfortable, very cool!"

Very comfortable, very cool!

This is what Huang Xiaolong said just now, and now he responds to Huang Xiaolong.

When Guo Jiazhong’s disciples saw it, they all cheered.

"I said how this kid might be Guo Jun's big brother opponent! Look, Guo Jun big brother has nothing!"

"Guo Jun big brother, abolished the kid!" (to be continued...)