Super Student's Three-realms Army

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, there is no pause at all, directly from the peak of the snow mountain all the way to the lowest end of the snow mountain.

The towering snow mountain, which is 400-500 meters high, was hit by Zhang Xiaofan. In an instant, berekov's body was directly knocked down from the top, and a gully hundreds of meters deep appeared. People just looked at it from a distance and felt numb and frightened.

And in the deepest part of the snow mountain, Zhang Xiaofan's right hand is still the same as before, firmly clasping Belikov's tianlinggai.

On the other hand, berekov was no longer as arrogant as he had been before. His body covered with black wolf hair was full of red blood, and scars of different sizes could be seen everywhere. The whole person also gave out a scream that was better than a pig.

"Dark wolf demon, at present, the characteristics of your race are only rough skin and thick flesh, and it's no big deal to resist beating."

With that, the corners of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth rose, his face outlined a curve of banter, and his right hand jerked upward, throwing Belikov upward.

"I'm curious about one thing now, that is, how many moves can you carry me?"

A word falls, Zhang Xiaofan left foot to stir up, suddenly a turn, is a sharp whip leg to throw directly, the whole body up and down all strength also instantly burst out.

Berekov felt abdominal pain for a moment, and his body rushed into the air uncontrollably under the great force.

"Whew --!"

Looking at berikov, who has already rushed into the air, Zhang Xiaofan naturally follows him like a shadow. He is as quick as a thunderbolt, leaving black shadows on the sky.

Above the sky, there was a continuous sound of fists and meat, like a torrential rain, "crackling..." for a long time.

As for the lower part, Wang Guoqiang, Ling Qingxuan and their party were shocked by what happened in front of them. They were stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

Just like a three-year-old child, the fierce and terrifying werewolf monster has no power to fight. It flies up and down in the sky, just like a man's flesh and sand bag, for abuse!

As for Zhang Xiaofan, he is like a boxer without feelings.

His fists are like a storm, one wave is not flat, another wave is rising, every punch, every foot of the attack, berekov will send out a weak scream, the red blood is like raindrops, pouring down from the sky.

A generation of powerful and terrifying people, the dark wolf demon, is actually in Zhang Xiaofan's hands. They don't even have the most basic power to fight back. They have to be beaten passively

"Boom, boom..."

Above the sky, Zhang Xiaofan's right foot trampled down heavily, and Belikov's body fell heavily like a shell, smashing most of Xiaohe mountain with rubble. His body fell into the ruins of the mountain and disappeared.

And Zhang Xiaofan, he is not slow from the sky, sunny day like water fell on the snow, and in front of him, is just before he was bombarded out of the bottomless Valley!

"The dark wolf demon who was blown to heaven by many practitioners in Europe and Russia..."