Immortal Ape King

The blood wind was fired, the fierceness was provoked, and the murderous murder hidden in the bones was exposed, not only to the enemy, but also to the fierceness of himself, staring at Yuan Hong’s murder.

"No matter what method you use, don't think that you can be unbeaten by manipulating the treasures. Take the seven repairs in your qi area, and fight hard to kill you today!"

The **** words are gloomy, and even more terrible after the injury. They are even more ferocious than the murderous murder of Yuan Hong. The sinister scorpion flashes cold and bursts out.

"Oh, **** wind, are you not ferocious? Where is the temper of hurting my tribe? Even if I am a teenager, I can’t beat it. If there is a species, let me go and kill you like a dog!"

"Yeah! Yeah! You are not awkward? How can you be coughed up by my teenager?"

Yuan’s side began to squat, loudly ridiculed, the **** face of the gas was pale, and the whole body was so angry that it gasped.

"Damn!"

The **** wind hates in the heart, the nine-pronged cultivation of the martial arts, the flesh and the beautiful beasts, once the killing is even more terrible, but today I have suffered a loss in a young teenager.

This is simply the strongest insult to myself, just like the water of the Tao River, which makes him feel painful inside. When the young age is so powerful, even with the help of treasures, the arrogant and arrogant boxing method at the time of killing is genuine.

Every punch is terrible, and the blood of his own tumbling arm is so painful that he has to continually avoid it. This makes him unacceptable. This kind of realm is deeper than himself, and the boxing force is so strong that every move is round and round.

"what······!"

The **** wind roared, the blood was scattered like a madman, and turned into a residual light, flashing in the direction of the tribe.

Hey!

At this moment, the **** wind returned to the original place, holding a black lacquered cockroach in his hand. The murderous splatter was like a giant python, and the whole body was screaming and boiling, striding toward Yuan Hong.

No need to talk nonsense, the two re-killed together.

boom!

The cold wind in the hands of the **** wind shines, and the whole force is displayed to Yuan Hongyu. It is very scary to turn into a sharp blade. The ancient wood behind Yuan Hong has been cut off by a large piece. A huge stone of several meters is also smashed and smashed. The middle four splashed.

Yuan Hong did not pick up hard. He jumped over and jumped away. His body was like electric light. The body was strong and detached. A small konjac, the rabbits were falling, and the movements of the two were very fierce, but Yuan Hong’s The speed is faster, the water vapor in the air is drawn, and turned into a group of fog. Yuan Hong is like a dragon in the clouds, driving in the void.

The loud roar of **** atmosphere, Yuan Hong is too slick, even if he can't catch up with all his strength, the big madness in his hand is soaring to the extreme, the strength is like a storm, and the surrounding is killing.

Yuan Hong pointed to a point, suddenly a dark blue light flew out, the condensation of water quickly formed an arrow light, killing toward the blood, the surrounding fog scraped, and something went to the figure.

boom!

The **** wind smashed the arrow light, and the two bursts of blood-red light burst into the eye, killing in one direction, the **** red color of the hand swelled into a **** red fierce, and the water vapor in front was shattered. The whistling winds hit and all were blown away.

Yuan Hong was a stranger. Under this circumstance, he was found to be walking. He did not evade the big punch and swung forward.

The arms are white but the horrible is incomparably, as if there is a big dragon hidden in it, the devil's vigorous fist is arrogant and overbearing in Yuan Hong's hands, and the shadow of some fierce beasts is missing. It is more like a more advanced martial arts boxing.

Yuan Hong's back is curved, like the Peng bird, the konjac that has been dark in the back appears instantly. The height of the hair is as black as a steel needle, and the arms can be like a star.

The big gluten of the packing is very sturdy, the blood of the eyes is like the **** moon, and when it appears, it screams loudly against the sky, the sound is very real, the sound waves roll, and a strong wind is set, and the surrounding gravel is flying, the waste Lin Gumu swayed.

This is the first time that Yuan Hongyu’s magical boxing has been perfected. The first time such a boxing method was used, although it was also violent, it was often a few punches to kill the beasts. Furiously exerted the boxing method after Dacheng.

Even when he was murderous, there was no such thing as smothering the tigers. Although he was blessed to the soul, he had a sharp increase in the power of the five-style boxing method, but it was only a moment, and it is impossible to do it now.

Yuan Hong’s constant cultivation is needed to achieve the true perfection. All the moves are mellow like a golden dragon. Every stroke is terrible.

Yuan Hong rushed to the face, killing the **** winds of dancing and dancing, punching and banging, the air violently roaring, the airflow rolling up and rolling a huge wave, the konjac rushing behind the river, the big waves smashing the sky, like a demon driving The river killed.

The power of this boxing is terrible, and it slams into the blood.

The **** wind waved the dark bronze cockroaches, killing the air and suffocating, such as the same god, killing God and Yuan Hong, and fighting the vitality of the nine-fold smashing, did not touch the Yuan Hong, knowing that it is impossible to compare in strength. I want to fight with war skills.

The scorpion is as black as the ink, like the magic soldier of hell, the black paint of the blade is shining with the cold cold light, then the red is like blood, and the red clouds bloom, and the **** sharp edges go to Yuan Hongyu. The blood and the wind are back and forth, and the body is also applied to the extreme. The big ones turn over, the blood is crooked, the techniques are extremely vicious, and each shot is staring at the key of Yuan Hong.

puff!

Yuan Hong is confident and invincible. He goes to the flesh and is incomparably strong. He punches and punches out dozens of sharp edges in front of him and turns them into streamers. The backhand is a palm shot, unpretentious, only a white palm like a jade palm, hit the blade in the hands of the blood, a bang, Mars splashed, even the sound of metal impact, **** wind The fight broke away, the body was constantly shaking, and the earth under the feet was guessed.

"This? How is this possible?"

The blood wolf and Yuan’s people are stupid, and the light in the eyes is flashing. This is too shocking and too violent. Yuan Hong’s backhand will open the smashing blade of the **** wind in the hands of the blood. Come, roll and bend like a twist.

"How much strength, how strong the body? This is the fine steel black iron of Bailian. Although it is a **** soldier, it is also a killer. It was quickly abandoned by Yuan’s kid. ”

One of the blood wolves is a man in a robe, and his face is incredible. If it is a monk who refines the flesh, the boxing method quenches the blood and the blood is like a furnace, and the repair is a strong and perfect person. This is a teenager, let The violent beating of the people is the genius of those large tribes. Isn't it necessary to have this skill?

"Changfeng, you know that Yuan’s treasures can be so terrible, let a young man who is qiqiqi’s body and strength toughen into this realm. How do I feel that this kid’s blood is stronger than me, with a volcano stove It’s as scorching, a little weird?”

In the eyes of the blood robe, Han Hong said in the eyes of the field, staring at Yuan Hong in the field.

"Hey! I can't see it. This boy is not like the power of the weapon. But Yuan Changqing of Yuan's is a terrible force. This is his only child, even if there is a special treasure. Is it strange?"

The blood long peak is also a dignified face at the moment, and there is a bad feeling in the heart. This young man’s fighting power is terrible. From the beginning, he is pressed against the blood, and it’s completely casual. Blood wind.

"What should I do? It seems that the blood can not take a little bit of cheap, even the hemoptysis that has been beaten, Changfeng, how do you see it is good, if the blood is defeated, not only the face of my family, but also the family. Heavy treasures have to be lost!"

Everyone was in a hurry. From the beginning of self-confidence to the current urgency, not the blood is not strong, but the kid is too ferocious, and any one who went up has been beaten and killed by a punch!

"Not in a hurry, although the **** wind has now suffered a bit of loss, but there is still no card, and the **** wind is young, but it is too ferocious and arrogant. The murderousness is too heavy. In the family, the talents look down on the peers. This time When I arrived at Yuan’s kid, I also let him eat some losses and collect the temper, otherwise it would be dying in the future! I have been traveling in the wild for many years, and there are too many geniuses in this early age!”

"But I have already made a pledge on the road, I can't repent, I have a big grievance with my family, and hatred is very good. Even if I lose this time, I can find a way to find it back. The development strength of my family has grown greatly over the years. If you are tyrannical, you can't be afraid of Yuan Changqing.

Long blood peaks do not seem to worry, have confidence in the blood, and pay close attention to the two in the field, as long as the blood is not dead.

The **** wind in the heart of the giant earthquake, looking at the paint in the hands of the black scorpion for a long time no words, how can this fucking, this is a heavy soldier, killing do not know more killing beasts, even this slap in the face of this kid smashed 戟blade.

"Ah...····! Kid, die! Iron and blood, war skills like dragon! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Suddenly, the **** hand-painted black scorpion smashed back and cast a powerful killing technique. The momentum was even more violent, and the murderous sea was tumbling. The sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse came like a piece of Yuan Hong into an iron-blood battlefield.

Endless murderousness and the sound of screaming and screaming, the screaming into the mind of Yuan Hong seems to kill Yuan Hong’s soul. This is the battlefield of iron and blood, the endless blood of the corpse, and the suffocating smoke. It seems that there is a magical soldier who has been tempered to tear Yuan Hong into pieces.

In the hands of the twilight smashed into a blood red dragon, scales scorpion, blood red scorpion swallowing murder. The strength of the blood wind suddenly rose a lot, beyond the ordinary practice of the realm, turned into bloodthirsty and killing God.

"Not good! This is the technique of killing the blood, the incomplete secrets that have been circulated in the ancient battlefield, and the **** wolf's little scorpion will be such a terrible thing, Yuan Hong is careful!"

Yuan’s people shouted and saw the **** winds showing a terrible secret. His face changed greatly and he yelled at Yuan Hong.

"Hey! The area is confusing, it’s like a dog!"

Yuan Hong’s face is unchanged, and the soul’s rune in the sea is beating. When it is shocked, all the non-killing scorpion magic sounds are swallowed up, and the soul sea is tumbling quietly and unaffected.

"kill!"

Yuan Hong throws his fist forward!