Shen Hong's sleeves are too late to avoid, and can only resist with their arms.

"Bang!"

A loud noise, the fist arm touched each other.

Shen Hong's sleeves trembled sharply, as if giving a big stone bombardment, the whole body was like a thunderbolt, and even the person took a sword and fell back.

The old woman did not have any waves, and she moved, and she caught the past.

Take the throat of sinking red sleeves.

"The red sleeve dies!"

At this moment, a low sound came out.

Immediately afterwards, a figure shot in the past, and it hit the old woman with a good time.

Ye Fan!

The old woman who felt Ye Fan felt Ye Fan's fierce, and decisively gave up to chase Shen Hong's sleeves.

The floor is loud!

The old woman rushed to Ye Fan, and the beast who ran like a roar ranged, so that everyone's eyes had blurred shadows.

After pulling the distance, the old woman rushed out of Ye Fan.

"boom--"

In the face of this thunder, Ye Fan also bowed in a mistake, as if he was tightly bowed, and he picked up.

The fist is like thunder.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, the two fists collided.

All the confrontation between the two were completed in a flash.

No one can see the ins and outs of the dragon through the boxing type, only the sound of the stuff of rubbing the ground mixed with footsteps.

Shen Hong sleeve looked at their eyes, and saw Ye Fan retreating three meters back.

The old woman with Ci Xiang fell back to her chair.

The next second, click, the Tai Shi chair is four -quarter ...
Chapter completed!