This man full of ferociousness stood there like a human-shaped weapon.

Wang Lang is now like a docile little cutie who is hunted at any time.

Beigong Jie.

Wang Lang met the son of Beigong Hanmo, a guardian in Dulu Town before.

Beigong Hanmo expressed his intention to come to this place, and Wang Lang also asked him to come. He wanted to treat the disease so that Beigong Jie would no longer be so fierce.

Now it seems that this disease has cured a chicken. His mother's skills are even more awesome than before, and his ferociousness is even more serious than before.

It's like twenty layers of bloodthirsty passiveness are superimposed.

There was only a simple killing in those eyes, and nothing else.

Killing weapon.

Human-shaped killing weapon.

Wang Lang's chrysanthemums were trembling, and he felt that they could reach his throat after trembling for a while.

"Brother Jie, it's me, Wang Lang, the little prodigal son. We two have seen each other, have you forgotten?" Wang Lang squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying.

Beigong Jie hugged his arms and looked at Wang Lang calmly, without any sensation in his eyes, except killing.

Wang Lang felt that the air was filled with solemn and murderous intentions.

Click!

The ground at the soles of Beigong Jie's feet instantly broke into a spider-web-like crack. At that moment, Wang Lang retreated crazily.

But the speed was still a little slower, so Wang Lang couldn't avoid it.

Beigong Jie punched him.

Wang Lang wanted to chop his head with a knife, but finally felt compassion and slashed on his shoulder.

But who did the hell thought that a layer of Qi naturally popped out of Beigong Jie's shoulders, and directly bounced away Wang Lang's knife.

"I'll throw Leilou!"

Wang Lang's eyes almost popped out. Beigong Jie's fist did not touch Wang Lang's body, but a layer of Qi appeared on his fist. The Qi body wrapped around the fist and formed a transparent fist. He fucked Wang Lang away with one punch.

At that time, Wang Lang felt that his rectum was almost fucked.

After landing, Wang Lang and others stood firmly.

Above the body, the dragon armor appeared.

There was something else in Beigong Jie's eyes full of killing for the first time.

Wang Lang had seen that look.

It's like the excitement of a child seeing something new.

But this is not a good sign.

Beigong Jie moved his neck and his legs gradually bent.

Wang Lang was tense all over, and his muscles were solidified. He grabbed the knife with both hands and stared at Beigong Jie who was more than ten meters away opposite him.

Click!

The ground breaks!

Hurry!

The iron chain as thick as a bowl was carried by its huge body and actually soared into the sky.

This jump actually jumped more than two meters high, and he was dragging iron chains as thick as a bowl.

Wo Nima!

Wang Lang's eyes were almost glaring out.

But there is no other way, so I can only bite the bullet and go.

Wang Lang's ferocious dragon sword in his hand slightly pulled it into his arms.

If he did not retreat and counterattack, Wang Lang also soared into the sky.

Just rush, lie down more simply.

Wang Lang's body stopped at the feet of Beigong Jie in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lang's body ejected into the ground, and half of his body was embedded into the ground.

   Struggling to stand up, Beigong Jie in the sky followed one after another, Wang Lang stabbed his sword in his hand and slashed his feet. Beigong Jie retracted his feet and avoided it, but his hands clasped his ten fingers to form a hand hammer and hit Wang Lang lying on the ground.

Wang Langqing rolled back with all his strength.

Boom!

A hemispherical deep pit as big as a basin was directly hammered out from the ground.

I'll throw Leilou!

This is so fucking that I can’t have fun. The two of them are fighting on the order of magnitude. Wang Lang cried so hard.

It’s all because of the slutty, otherwise I wouldn’t have encountered such a scam.

Beigong Jie's eyes were even more excited.

Wang Lang quickly got up, but he didn't care about the pain.

This damn, as soon as he got home, he was beaten at his own house, so where can I go to make sense?

Wang Lang looked at Beigong Jie with a crying face, "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, please say something well, don't worry, let's have a good chat, it's not good to touch your feet as soon as you come up and say yes..."

Beigong Jie did not give Wang Lang a chance to speak, so he soared into the sky and punched Wang Lang.

Wang Lang blocked the knife.

The whole person was once again bombarded by Beigong Jie and flew backwards.

Beigong Jie didn't have any fancy moves, and he had simple fists and kicks. He could beat Wang Lang so hard that he had no time to respond. He almost beat all the shit out.

Before Wang Lang could land, Beigong Jie lifted his foot and stepped hard on the ground.

The ground cracked and arched, like a mud dragon under the ground trying to break through the ground and drill out.

Just as Wang Lang fell to the ground, the broken ground stopped, and a pointed cone formed on the originally flat ground, and the top of the awl was facing Wang Lang.

All this flowing through the flowing water naturally. Everything is long but only happens between lightning and flashing, so fast that Wang Lang didn't notice it at all.;

Wang Lang didn't see this at all. The punch had already hit Wang Lang a little confused. This was because the dragon armor had removed a lot of power. If it were to rely on its physical body, Wang Lang might have broken his internal organs into a bloody scum.

The moment of landing.

Wang Lang looked dazed, as if he saw himself running under the sunset.

Ao!!!!!!

Wang Lang bounced up from the ground and jumped around on the spot with his legs clamped.

I couldn't even shout out the sound of pain.

Yu Guangzhong, Wang Lang actually saw that only half of the killing in Beigong Jie's eyes were left, and the other half.

It's excitement.

Wang Lang covered*.

It's a sin!

Wang Lang whistled to the sky.

"Lao Liu! Come and save me! I can't hold on!" Wang Lang covered his anus and ran in the opposite direction.

Beigong Jie was chasing behind him. While running, Beigong Jie stepped under his feet, the ground broke, and the stone flew up. Beigong Jie roared, grabbed the stone with both hands, and threw one of them towards Wang Lang.

Wang Lang covered the chrysanthemum with one hand and blocked it with the other hand with a knife, and the stones were wrapped around the Qi. Every time he took it, Wang Lang felt that his arms were about to be torn apart on his shoulders.

In the end, Wang Lang grabbed the knife with both hands and slashed wildly.

Beigong Jie's eyes were getting more and more excited. He threw the stone in his hand with his other hand, and jumped up and kicked the stone in the air.

The stone drew a straight line in the air, cutting through the void and making a sharp sound, exactly like the sound of water boiling.

Wang Lang was still dealing with the stones thrown over the first time, and he heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Before Wang Lang could react, Wang Lang blocked the chrysanthemum with his sword.

The sword of the dragon sword burst out with gorgeous sparks, and Wang Lang flew out into the air.

Before he could come back to his senses after landing, Beigong Jie soared into the sky like a dark cloud covering the sky.

Wang Lang was almost crying, and he threw out a series of black cards.

Beigong Jie finally changed his movement trajectory and whipped his legs in the air towards several black cards.

The sharp sound of breaking through the air came again, and Wang Lang quickly retreated.

Several black cards were sank into the ground and arranged neatly in a row just in Wang Lang's crotch.
To be continued...