His fists are glowing with faint cold light, and the color is different from that of flesh. It seems that he is a glove-like black iron Xuanbing, and people collide with each other.
"Boom …"
very short time
The surrounding ground is agitated like boiling water, and several rocks and soil crack and fly out.
In the smoke, two figures staggered rapidly, accompanied by a stuffy hum, and Mengnan vomited blood and rolled and flew out.
"death!"
People figure flashing sway body appeared in Mengnan near fist slam.
Punch out
Gas shock
It also reflect that desperate expression of Mengnan.
"Hey!"
Just then, a thin layer of sleeves appeared in front of the boxing front, and the sleeves gently vibrated to dissolve the incoming boxing strength.
Terror fist strength can’t break that thin sleeve.
"Huh?"
Bearer face a change out suddenly and violently back.
"King Kong Tong Gong!"
"Zhao painstaking!"
Mengnan dahou
"You didn’t die that year!"
"I’m fine."
Zhao painstakingly stood more than ten feet away, with long hands and feet and a dark face, dressed in rags like an old farmer.
No!
His rough palms, rough skin and wrinkles are covered with mud and sandals. I don’t know how long they have been worn. I’m afraid they are really an old farmer.
"Surprisingly …"
I don’t know when a man with white hair appeared beside Mengnan. Although he has white hair, his face is bright and people can’t tell his age.
Male examine Zhao painstakingly shook his head slightly.
"The South King has a royal bloodline pavilion and is willing to remain anonymous in this small place for decades."
"King Kong Tong Gong …"
"Oh!"
What seems to be thought of male light ah look strange.
King Dalin has been in power for a long time
The Zhao family is just like God helps generations. Even with Xuantianmeng, the military royal family is still big enough.
And people don’t understand that Zhao often works wonders.
Can be rich and enjoy family happiness, but there are some people in the Zhao family from generation to generation who are fickle and practice children’s skills.
Xiaolangdi created a man like this.
Zhao painstakingly did so.
Even the Hongzeyu first silver strong!
"So …" White-haired man slow down.
"It’s not the landlord of the blood vine building that led us here, but the pavilion or the pavilion is the so-called landlord of the blood vine building?"
"I’m the one who drew you to the blood rattan building, but I don’t know the landlord." Zhao painstakingly stretched out his hand with yellow hair and cold eyes.
Mengnan heart frightened mouth is roaring hands clenched fists hit the sky.
