The Legend of Douba Resurrection

The two figures constantly shuttled and collided in the forest, and giant trees were constantly blown to pieces by the aftermath of the energy generated by the fight between the two.

"boom!"

A muffled snort sounded, and the two intertwined figures quickly separated.

"Shh!"

There was a sound of a weapon falling to the ground.

"No, boy, who are you? Your strength is definitely more than that of just entering the realm of a great fighter."

Fan Ling, who showed his figure, stared at Xiao Yan opposite him with a serious expression and asked.

The guy named Xu Yi in front of him didn't use a weapon, and with just a pair of fleshy hands, he was able to shake the full moon scimitar in his hand, no, it should be said that he had the upper hand.

With just one palm, he chopped off his scimitar lightly, and his tiger's mouth was still aching from the shock of the reaction force from the scimitar.

Damn it, is this guy transformed into a monster?How is the strength so great.

The understatement of his attitude when he was fighting with himself was absolutely impossible for the cultivation level of a junior great fighter, and it was even faintly higher than his one-star Dou Ling's cultivation base.

"Coincidentally, I felt something in the center of my sleep last night, so when I woke up, I found that I had broken through another big step."

Xiao Yan said with a smile.

As he spoke, his aura changed again, and an aura of a five-star Dou Ling peak began to pervade the field.

Seeing this, Fan Ling's pupils shrank and his face became even more gloomy.

"Damn it, I met another person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. In the past, I was the young master and I pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger to eat others. When will it be my turn to be eaten by others!"

"Fortunately, the gap between me and him is not too big. Hold him first, and after Elder Wang captures that beauty, I don't believe that this kid will be captured without letting go."

Fan Ling clenched his palms and thought.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, half-assed fan... Uh, no, young suzerain, come on, let's continue."

Xiao Yan said excitedly.

Xiao Yan leaned towards Fan Ling in a blink of an eye, and a fierce palm was aimed at Fan Ling's chest to meet him.

Who was Xiao Yan afraid of when fighting close to him?

Xiao Yan's Tie Shan Kao and Ba Ji Beng had a great time.

"Chichi, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Fan Ling grinned grimly.

ps: Who has Master Xu been afraid of in his life? ! !

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Let's look at Medusa again.

"Whizzing!"

In order to avoid the fighting range of Xiao Yan and Fan Ling, Medusa flew to another place with the white-haired fighting king, and the two stood still.

The white-haired Dou Wang looked at the purple figure in front of him, and a hint of amazement flashed across his eyes.

"The woman Young Sovereign is looking for is indeed the best."

The white-haired fighting king nodded secretly.

It's a pity that this seat already... er, no, I remembered wrongly twenty years ago, this didn't cut off that.

It's a pity that I don't like women.

Stupid women with clumsy hands and feet, how can delicate men know my heart?

Only a muscular man can soothe my delicate atrium, those strong pectoral muscles, that lush chest hair...

"Oh......"

When the white-haired fighting king thought of the kindness of those little cute pets in his sect serving him, he couldn't help but uttered a cry for a while.

"......"Medusa.

Although that little fellow Xiao Yan told him that it would be fine to hold the white-haired old man in front of him, it would be fine for the two of them to stand here quietly and confront each other, and it would save her from doing anything.

But who would have thought that the white-haired war in front of him would be so wretched, making such filthy screams in front of this king.

You don't put this king in front of your eyes too much, do you?Is this king's Dou Zong cultivation base picked up?

Um?wrong!

Could it be that this white hair was doing something disgusting in his head to this king's handsome and prosperous beauty? ?

Thinking of this, Medusa looked at the white-haired fighting king with more dangerous eyes.

It's just that Medusa is wrong, because emmm......

After a moment of distraction, the white-haired fighting king finally came back to his senses.

When he realized that he was just distracted thinking about the embarrassing incident with Xiaohong the night before, he couldn't help but blush.

"Cough cough."