Plundering the Heavens

Compared with the technique, it is not comparable to the genius who only cultivated one skill in a hundred years to repair Zhao Changhe. @,

What do you win him?

The answer to the square line is to throw a fist. Even when the mountain of Fengchan Mountain can't resist the other side's technique, he simply abandoned all the defenses and directly resisted the last five dragons in the flesh. Going to the body, stirring up a strange force, Zhao Changhe’s face on the arm is simple. It’s just that the other’s technique is too subtle. When you can’t crack it, you just don’t crack it. That is, just rushing straight toward you, you have the ability to kill me!

But if you kill me, I am fine, I can't beat me, I have to look at my fist, can you go on?

When he was born in the armpit, he understood that fighting and winning, not all martial arts.

Later, in the three years of Bai Qianzhang’s practice, Bai Qianzhang instilled in him an idea that the reason why the war repair is stronger than the ordinary monk is not only because the war repair has cultivated a more powerful technique, or It consumes more resources than ordinary monks, but because the war is more sturdy and hotter, others can stand up to them, and their attacks on others can't be done.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Five Thunder Dragons hit the side of the line, and the power was like taking five days.

At this time, the square line is already black and full, and it seems to be like a native Kunlun slave. Even the ponytails behind the head are erected by this thunderbolt, and a broom is placed on the head. The vestments are even more ragged, and there is no longer a defense. Even the flesh is blooming. Healing under the action of wood. It can be said that it is miserable.

However, he still came over after all, and even there was a lot of power left. After ten feet, it was three punches, and the fists hit like a mountain, almost screaming the violent fists that were visible to the naked eye. terrible.

Authentic Wang Ba Quan, all without rules. But the power is heavy.

"You... are you even picking up my Rayfa?"

When Zhao Changhe saw this scene, he was shocked and trembled in his heart. He didn't want to think about it. He quickly retreated and pulled out a residual image. While avoiding this strange boxing, the last bodyguard, Lei Long, walked around. Resolving the square line that contains the horrific force of the Wang Baquan brought the boxing style, and the air spurt in the air, stirring the four wild. He hid very fast, but he was still rubbed by the punch. Even the cloak of the vestment was torn, his face was pale, and a red smudge appeared in the corner of his mouth. Obviously, it was uncomfortable to be rubbed by the fist.

Of course, compared to the damage caused by Fang Xing, he is much heavier.

Ka! Ka! Ka!

Zhao Changhe, who had avoided these three punches, swiftly swept his hands, and three horrible thunder and lightning swept away.

However, the party made a fuss, no matter how he responded, biting his teeth and rushing close, and then playing!

Boxing is like a stormy wind, like a wave of waves.

Regardless of how good the magic of Zhao Changhe's Lei Fa, they all ate hard, and covered his head with him hard and hard attack.

The boxing power is much faster than Zhao Changhe. In the gap between Zhao Changhe and a thunderbolt, he can hit three punches at the same time. This is also a principle in the fighting method. The technique is always embarrassing, and it must be motivated by Dan Li. Tiandi Yuanjing, so the speed and flexibility of the player is destined to be slower than the puncher, but the scope and power of the technique often exceeds the fist.

Of course, this is also for ordinary monks, the side of the line is a strange force, the body is tyrannical, the strength of his fist is never weaker than the lightning of Zhao Changhe, at least he now dares to eat the thunder of Zhao Changhe, Zhao Changhe does not Dare to let him punch a punch.

In the boxing, the party even had a lot of effort, the fists kept ringing, and the mouth was ringing.

"When I first entered the practice road, I said to the uncle, the war repair is to kill, and tell me that even if I abandon a great skill, I can't abandon the heart of the heart. Now I will hardly marry you. Ray, do you want to try my two punches? Don't think I don't know, I am afraid of me when you wait for me to enter the battlefield. I am as timid as a mouse. What qualifications are there for me?"

The more fierce the fight, the more fierce the fist is, and the words that make it come out make Zhao Changhe feel shocked.

"I will be afraid of you?"

He seems to be disdainful, sneer, and at the time of the shooting, Leifa is more fierce and more violent.

"If you are not afraid of me, how can you let others stop me first after anger?"

"If you are not afraid of me, how can you sacrifice Lingbao from the beginning?"

"If you are not afraid of me, why would you not fight directly with me?"

"The most important thing is... if you are not afraid of me, what is his mother’s run..."

Fang Xing screamed, the fists became more fierce, hard against lightning, like the immortal Xiaoqiang, the shape quickly approached Zhao Changhe.

He made these big sentences, and every sentence made Zhao Changhe feel ashamed, especially in the last sentence, he almost cried, and he said that I would escape, he is a method to eat, play The technology is alive, who is like you, relying on the strength of a body to move forward, it is difficult for me not to escape, but also face-to-face with lightning and fists against you?

When I am stupid!

Although my heart was mad, but I didn’t have the time to talk, I tried my best to display the thunder and I couldn’t speak.

"You, my grandson, I have seen more, the more mad the performance, the smaller the real guts..."

The more and more happy the party is, the more fierce it is. When the last "small" word is reached, the figure is suddenly awkward, and it is close to Zhao Changhe, and it is close to the distance of seven or eight feet. Zhao Changhe wants to open the distance again, and it is already too late. It has been sprayed for a long time by the party. Some of them are angry and angry, and their hearts are stunned. They simply do not escape. They have a circle of palms and cast the most lightning strikes. The thunder and seven thunder lightnings hit the front side of the party, and the power almost had a terrifying horror.

"Can you kill him?"

After hitting this blow, Zhao Changhe was also a little tired, and his heart groaned and looked forward.

However, I saw only one of the thunder seas in front of me. The little devil’s head was screaming and wacky, and it was obviously uncomfortable, but it was not degraded. In the screams, the fierceness was getting more and more fierce, and it was hard from the thunder sea. I rushed out and rushed toward Zhao Changhe.

"How strong is this little devil's body..."

Zhao Changhe took a cold breath and was about to cry.

If he talks about the law, he will win this long ago.

From now on, he himself is not clear about how many lightnings he has.

The fists hit by Fang Xing were all carefully corrected by him if they were dodged, and there was almost no punch in front of them.

But nowadays it is not fighting, but desperately, let him complain.

The little devil is simply an undead body. He has smashed so many thunder and lightning, that is, a fierce beast is also familiar. His fists have not weakened, but he has become more and more violent, especially now that this last punch has been rushed. In front of the three feet in front of them, for their cultivation, the distance between Sanzhang and the close combat is no different. Zhao Changhe wants to hide again, but he has no time to hide.

"Haha, wearing a high-definition Leifa, can not only be cheaper in casting, but only because of Dan Cheng, was tempered by Lei Fa, the body's ability to resist this method has also greatly improved, although the young master still played There is no brightest lightning, but the ability to resist lightning is still there. Lao Taishan throws me into Lei Zeli. I can play a few laps, let alone your thunder in the realm of Jin Dan?"

In the strange eyes of Zhao Changhe, the party laughed loudly. Although the shackles were smoked, they were fierce and inexplicable. They rushed straight into the front of Zhao Changhe, and they banged a fist and broke the void. Just hit it.

“Is it really a mechanic who only repairs the body and does not care for the flesh?”

At this moment, the fierceness of Zhao Changhe’s heart seemed to be stimulated, and he gave up the idea of ​​dodge. A spear entangled with endless thunder and lightning appeared in his hand. He bit his teeth and slammed down the chest and his side. On the body, the thunder and lightning kept shining, the atmosphere became more and more fierce, and the tyrannical and arrogant, only judging from the breath, his physical body was arrogant, but it was also surprisingly terrifying.

"You are arrogant in your own body, but I am tempering the body with lightning, and I don't necessarily lose to you!"

In the loud drink, Zhao Changhe took a pair of spears and punched a pair of postures with a little devil's head to hurt and hurt. If the square line hits the fist, he must first eat his spear. He Do not believe, this will obviously lose the situation, the little devil will not dodge, and as long as he hides, so for a long time, the trend that is easy to develop will be gone, and they will win.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The scene that surprised Zhao Changhe appeared. Facing his spear, the party did not hide or slam, and directly punched it.

"噗哧", the spear directly penetrated the chest and abdomen of the square, even with the horrible thunder and lightning on the spear, and penetrated into his body at the same time, but at the same time, Fang Fang was also punched. On his nose, a slamming sound, Zhao Changhe was tempered by lightning. I don’t know how many times, the tyrannical body can’t be eaten, and “噔噔噔噔” retreated backwards, and even retired a dozen feet, only once felt dizzy. I saw the surrounding environment, and even the nose felt sour, it was because the fist pulled the lacrimal gland.

"Wow……"

Thunder and lightning into the body, but not ordinary weapons to wear the body comparable, the dirty organs were hit hard at this time.

Fang Xing also wowed out a blood, talking about the weight of the injury, can be much more serious than Zhao Changhe, but he did not stop, even the blood spit out of the mouth, but also spit directly toward Zhao Changhe, with Do your best to kill the enemy, and at the same time, your feet are empty, and then rush forward, catching Zhao Changhe, who has not yet survived, is another punch, then another kick, then another punch...

Oh!

It’s awkward when you hit Li Ying’s baby!

Zhao Changhe even had some reactions, but one punch and one punch, and some of them were slowed down.

"Who is his mother's body with you, and the young man is fighting with you..."

Fang Xing was so refreshed that he only felt a sigh of relief and screamed for a long while. He simply made a big move in the realm of Wang Ba Quan. He glared at Zhao Changhe in the air and rolled over to him. The slap of the fist fell like a storm. (To be continued.)

Ps: Hey, give up the opportunity to visit Beijing City, the code in the hotel, the old ghosts in the heart, but the old ghost does not say!