The Road to Slaying God

"Ahem ... that, will there be a problem?" Wang Feng went to Zhang Yang and looked at Liu Biao Zhang Yun who was twirling.

"It won't die, but if Zhang Yun can't win, he won't call Master Biao." Zhang Yang felt a severe pain in his shoulder, gritted his teeth and walked to a stone to sit down and watch the battle.

At this time, Liu Biao's eyebrows were upright, and his face was as red as Guan Gong, as if burning.

However, in the face of Liu Biao's anger and rushing to the crown, Zhang Yun didn't take it seriously and still had a playful expression. At that time, he didn't take Liu Biao at heart as if playing a monkey.

Indeed, Zhang Yun didn't take Liu Biao to heart. All the information showed that Liu Biao was just an ordinary person with stronger strength.

However, Zhang Yun soon discovered that the information he got was wrong and outrageous. Liu Biao was not only stronger than the average person, but much larger and more than enough to punch him with one fist ...

"Don't let me call you Grandpa I'm not surnamed Liu. I'm surnamed Zhu!"

After Liu Biao broke free of Zhang Yang, he sneered and forced to Zhang Yun. Hearing Liu Biao's words, Zhang Yang sweated, it seems that Liu Biao's mother is Zhu! ?

Amazing!

Zhang Yun moved, and Zhang Yun actually launched the attack first. This was beyond all expectations. Zhang Yun's short and sturdy body was like a shell.

"Alas! A loud noise, Zhang Yun's fist hit Liu Biao's chest like lightning, it was surprising that this thunder-like punch hit Liu Biao's body as if nothing had happened, Liu Biao His body only took a half step back, but Zhang Yun was taken two steps back.

"Hahaha ... itching the uncle? Come again, come again!"

Liu Biao laughed and forced Zhang Yun to the past. At this time, the onlookers found that Liu Biao's jacket seemed to burst ...

"Peng!" A cracking voice, this time, it didn't seem to be, but it really burst. The clothes worn by Liu Biao actually exploded like a bomb exploding, exposing a strong muscle.

Looking at the roots of the tree that were entangled with squirming muscles, the atmosphere suddenly became depressed.

Even Zhang Yang and Wang Feng were both shocked, because Liu Biao exudes an unmatched power, combined with that muscle, as if the **** of war was ordinary.

Zhang Yang and Azer couldn't help looking at each other. They knew Liu Biao's details, but now, they found that they didn't know Liu Biao at all. At least, Liu Biao never broke out of such concessions. People's heart was imposing, and the muscles under Liu Biao's skin seemed to have infinite strength.

"Come on! Hahaha ..."

Zhang Yun looked at the strip of cloth hanging on Liu Biao's body and couldn't help but hesitated. Before he could react, Liu Biao had fluttered, two fists blowing a gust of wind in the air ...

Zhang Yun's body became nothing like a shadow. Although Liu Biao's body was unpleasant, the speed of his long arms was not inferior, and the range of control was huge.

"Oh!"

The two men fought a punch, and Zhang Yun's body was almost blown out. Fortunately, a rock behind blocked the body. Otherwise, the punch directly knocked him down the mountain ...

Zhang Yun's face became cold and his movements began to be cautious. Now, he was afraid to attack, and he was sure that this dog-like Liu Biao would have hard qigong. His own strength really hit him. Like itching.

Zhang Yun's tactics began to change. Now, on a flat land less than ten square meters, Zhang Yun shuttles like a butterfly. Unfortunately, this butterfly is not surrounded by a flower, but a huge body. Panda ...

Zhang Yang was envious of Zhang Yun ’s ghostly appearance. Children of this family like Zhang Yun did not lack some methods of cultivation. Compared with their novices, they were simply indistinguishable.

"Ah ..."

Liu Biao was a little bit frightened. Although his fist was fast, he still couldn't catch the illusory shadow. Of course, Liu Biao didn't know. Zhang Yun's pressure was also very high. Although Liu Biao's fist couldn't hit him. However, the fist wind hurts on his face, both Liu Biao ’s fist and Liu Biao ’s huge body have caused him huge psychological pressure. After all, this place is not suitable for moving, in total, It is less than ten square meters.

Liu Biao's fist left a trail of afterimages in the air, like an engine that never knows tiredness ...

Looking at the two figures in the middle of the field, Maimat and his men were all chilling back, whether it was Liu Biao ’s fist that swallowed the mountains or Zhang Yun ’s erratic ghostly appearance, it was amazing. This is incredible.

Sure enough, it was the Yangtze River that pushed the waves forward!

Maimaiti couldn't help but sigh. Although the years increased his prestige and momentum, he also smoothed his spirit. Looking at the two spirited young people in the field, Maimaiti suddenly had a smile on his mouth, although he lost Jedily, but he also has two excellent sons, a beautiful obedient daughter ...

Maimaiti was emotional, and several of his subordinates who were good at fighting were eager to try. They were all enthusiastically blamed by Liu Biao's fighting style.

suddenly!

Just when the onlookers were thinking, Liu Biao's body stopped abruptly, stopping very suddenly, just like a high-speed car suddenly stopped, giving a strong visual impact.

"Little bunny, now I will let you go by calling Uncle Biao, otherwise ... hehe ..." Liu Biao smiled.

"My shit, you call me Uncle Yun, and I let you go." Zhang Yun's face was already red, apparently, it was very hard to avoid Liu Biao's stormy fist just now, but let him be like this It is impossible to admit defeat, not to mention that Liu Biao should be at the end of the crossbow.

"Okay, good ... wait until I spank you, don't cry and say I bully the little fart ..."

Liu Biao laughed and walked towards Zhang Yun ...

What makes people weird is that Liu Biao clenched his fists and opened his arms half-stretched. He did not chase fiercely, but forced Zhang Yun step by step.

Watching Liu Biao step by step towards Zhang Yun, Zhang Yang with a sore wound could not help but smile slightly. Liu Biao did not disappoint him, and he really took this approach.

Most people who know Liu Biao regard Liu Biao as a character with simple limbs and a simple mind. In fact, publicity is very clear. Although Liu Biao is not a super-smart person, he is definitely not a stupid person, and occasionally he is a little clever. It ’s a thick guy, but he ’s very lazy, he ’s very lazy. He advocates using force to solve everything, so he does n’t bother to think about many very simple problems. For him, whoever has the biggest fist is rational.

Now, Liu Biao has begun to use his brain to clean up the shame Zhang Yun gave him.

Liu Biao, who has no brains, is already scary. Liu Biao, who has a brain, is undoubtedly terrifying and terrifying ...

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

...

Liu Biao ’s fist was very slow, and he punched Zhang Yun with one punch. However, although the speed was slow, Zhang Yun was desperately dodging because the move was not large, and it was harder than the beginning. After all, As Liu Biao now robs his position one by one, he has to move around when he has to dodge left or right, otherwise Liu Biao will be forced into the rocks.

Slowly, the victory and defeat have begun to take shape, Zhang Yun's breathing is getting heavier and heavier, just like a bellows, his dark face is red and black.

Liu Biao kept steady and controlled the circle of battle to become smaller and smaller. Moreover, Liu Biao used static braking to save energy, while Zhang Yun was desperately trying to dodge without any rest ... ...

"Peng!" The sound of a fist hitting the flesh.

Finally, Zhang Yun couldn't help it. After the agile body slowed down, Liu Biao was blown up with a punch, and he fell heavily on the ground, and the sweat beads dripped on the hurting face.

"Master Shout Biao!" Liu Biao laughed proudly without catching up.

"My aunt, you haven't won yet!"

Zhang Yun was also a stubborn guy. When he climbed up, he rushed towards Liu Biao, and apparently, he wanted to change the fighting mode and turn passive into active.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Hahaha ..."

...

A burst of dense fists interspersed with Liu Biao's laughter. His favorite was this fist-to-meat fighting method. Unexpectedly Zhang Yun was stunned and actually fought him.

Looking at the two, there were no more tricks, just like a random fight in the marketplace. Wang Feng shook his head. The victory or defeat is not known anymore, and he didn't want to see Zhang Yun beaten by a punch. Shouting uncle on the ground, the best way is not to watch ...

(To be continued)