Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

In front of him, there is already a big hand approaching!

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"what!"

Zhang Wuji was shocked.

How can the speed be so fast!

He doesn't understand!

How the hell is this done!

Facing Lin Pingzhi's big hand.

Zhang Wuji was caught off guard.

There was surprise in his eyes.

He hurriedly wanted to avoid Lin Pingzhi's slap.

But that slap followed like a shadow.

Zhang Wuji just dodged.

The slap was close to his face, and he followed.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap sounded.

Zhang Wuji covered his face as if he was electrocuted.

His face was incredible.

Why can't I avoid this slap.

There is.

This slap, why did not use internal strength.

Why is it so weak?

Even to him, no substantial harm was done.

The corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth under the mask was a smile of success.

Does he want to kill Zhang Wuji?

Of course I do!

But he couldn't kill it.

Because of Zhang Ruoxu.

Since Zhang Wuji cannot be killed.

Then humiliate him severely!

"Come and have a good time?"

Lin Pingzhi sneered wantonly.

Don't you want to fight!

Then let you be beaten unilaterally.

"hateful!"

Zhang Wuji shouted righteously.

There was anger in his eyes.

"How dare you humiliate me!"

He shouted towards Lin Pingzhi.

At the same time, both hands condense the internal force of the Nine Suns Divine Art.

Both fists hit Lin Pingzhi's chest.

"Hehe, Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji."

Lin Pingzhi turned sideways to avoid it.

Zhang Wuji's fists just missed Lin Pingzhi.

Simultaneously.

The corners of Lin Pingzhi's mouth curled up slightly.

His feet stretched out in front of Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji, who passed by Lin Pingzhi, was tripped by Lin Pingzhi.

He staggered and fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

This scene greatly boosted the morale of the demon forces.