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Chapter 969 I don’t know either(1/2)

Snap!

The fierce fist wrapped in evil dragon scales was held by a big hand!

The punch is like thunder!

The wind howls!

The cloth strips with mysterious patterns hanging on the entire prison hall danced wildly in the wind and made hunting sounds!

The floor tiles behind the visitor immediately exploded, creating a crack of tens of meters!

Di Lao held a thermos cup in one hand and held Wang Han's fist in the other. Di Lao's face was dusty and he looked much weaker than before.

When Wang Han saw Di Lao, his frenzy became even higher.

There are signs of wanting to turn into vertical pupils again.

"Old... old man..."

Wang Han made intermittent sounds, like a baby babbling.

The only remaining conscience is like a small boat in the stormy sea, swaying for a moment, and soon being swallowed up by the endless evil tide.

The cross-eyed old man stood not far away, with nine Qi swords of different shapes suspended behind him!

"This turtle grandson Ni is so cruel!"

Di Lao looked at Wang Han, "How can you grow without hard work?"

"Xiao Wang, help me get it."

Di Lao handed the thermos cup towards Wang Zhonglou, who was not far behind him.

Wang Chonglou had a good temper, but was tempered by Di Lao, so he took the thermos cup silently.

Behind him, all the other nine members of the Ten Guys Association arrived.

In addition to Bai Wu'an, the other twelve dragon-suppressing envoys from the Zhenlong Pavilion also came.

Everyone is staring at Wang Han.

I am very surprised by Wang Han's state.

Feng Manlou looked at Wang Han with a sad face. When Wang Han was only in the Vajra realm, he couldn't hold his head up in the Zhenlong Pavilion. Today, good guy, he went straight to the Chaoyuan realm. Now Wang Han is a piece of cake.

This unreliable sex critic like Finger Feng Man Lou can be wiped out.

This puts a lot of pressure on the old batch.

Wang Han took half a step back and looked at Di Lao warily. After looking up and down for a moment, he said three words.

"You're weird!"

Di Lao rolled up his sleeves.

"It's okay, it's okay! I can't compare to you!"

Wang Zhonglou glanced at the wordless monument at the back of the main hall, "It's very close to what you guessed."

Didn't wait for Di Lao to speak.

Wang Han suddenly punched him!

The two people are very close!

So much so that the punch barely missed hitting Di Lao in the face.

Di Lao leaned back.

Smash with the elbow.

Wang Han's arms were wrapped in evil dragon scales, and his two arms that looked like molten iron were full of explosive power!

Rushing towards Di Lao like crazy!

Behind him!

A tall evil shadow appeared in an instant, and Wang Han's arms and Wang Han's arms simultaneously struck towards Di Lao!

Not only that!

Behind him were nine evil dragons, attacking at Di Lao at the same time like rain hitting banana trees!

Di Lao smiled.

Punch resolutely!

The master and the apprentice fought from inside the palace to outside the palace!

Wherever you go!

Flying sand and flying rocks!

Qi body and evil energy collided with each other, and the splashed sand and stones turned into powder in an instant!

The two figures are very fast!

So much so that those watching the battle couldn't see clearly the specific figures of the two people, and could only see the blurry figures colliding violently!

Xiang Feng held up his mobile phone and recorded the video, "This is how we fight in the Chaoyuan realm? I can do it too!"

Snap!

Xiang Wuji slapped Xiang Feng on the back of the head.

"You know nothing! This is the most simple way! Return to nature!"

Low-end warriors rely on strength and speed to fight, high-end warriors rely on physical strength and weakness, and for such top warriors, fighting has returned to its most primitive and different form.

If you look at a mountain, it is a mountain; if you look at a mountain, it is not a mountain; if you look at a mountain, it is still a mountain.

You are still on the first floor! The little master is already on the third floor!"

Xiang Feng clenched his fists, "Damn it! He's tricked me again!"

Seeing this, Se Pifengmanlou asked, "Pavilion Master, can Di Lao control the little Pavilion Master?"

After Wang Zhonglou was silent for a long time, he said, "I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"Di Lao is only one person after all!"

"What's the meaning?"

Wang Chonglou did not answer Lao Sepi's question this time.

The battle continues.

The two of them fought from one end to the other. With the roar of the side room built on the mountain, the two of them were ejected in the dust, leaving large holes one after another in the wall, which were directly penetrated in just a few seconds.

A row of wing rooms!

Xiang Feng stretched his neck and looked, "I seem to have realized it!"

Xiang Wuji, who hated iron for not being able to become steel, slapped Xiang Feng on the back of the head.

"Shut up!"

Xiang Feng watched intently as the two apostles Di Lao and Wang Han launched their crazy attacks.

After observing for a while, Yue Hongzhuo asked, "Lao Luo, why don't you go up and help? How can I observe that the little Taoist master gets stronger as he fights!"

The cross-eyed old man lit a cigarette, found a place to sit down, crossed his legs, and said, "Help? Help his mother! Go help now. If you fight, there will be no trouble. If you try to break up the fight, you will definitely die! We don't care! Look at the emperor

How can I solve this problem for my grandson?"

Wang Han raised his arm!

The evil dragon wraps around the arm!

Hit it with one punch!

Di Lao, who has a fat body, looks like a flexible giant panda.

He cut Wang Han's wrist with both hands and used his strength to hit him.

Wang Han's fist hit the table under the sculpture.

This punch passes!

The table is in perfect condition!

Everyone was confused. According to common sense, even if a little master punched him, the cement skin of the table would at least fall off.

Unexpectedly, a second later!

The cross-eyed old man dozens of meters away suddenly stood up!

The stone stool under my butt fell apart!

"Emperor! Damn it, auntie!"

The cross-eyed old man yelled!
To be continued...
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