This Ling Qianfeng in front of him is a good learning material.

In other words, A Jiu just regarded Ling Qianfeng as an experience package for his own martial arts proficiency.

When this experience package can't provide experience, it is when it solves the other party.

"Hahaha, aren't you very arrogant just now!"

Ling Qianfeng laughed madly, raised a huge fist, and rushed to Ajiu in the rain.

A Jiuyun got up, dodging flexibly, observing the advantages and flaws of the opponent's moves, variables, and fisting methods.

"You stinky girls, why would you only hide?"

Ling Qianfeng is more and more excited, and it is more and more mad. "When upstairs, your leg skills are not very good. Why dare not get out of your legs?

I'm afraid I will be broken by Lao Tzu, right? "

A Jiu did not catch a cold about this naive stimulus, and said lightly: "Okay, your fist road, I almost understand, you have nothing to use."

"Haha, it's crazy."

Ling Qianfeng sneered and said pride: "This is the ban on the Taishan faction.

Although Lao Tzu has only practiced the third, it is enough to deal with your stink girls ... uh? "

A Jiu's legs have swept away and hit the door straight: "enough your mother!"

"Come well, Lao Tzu abolished your legs first!"

Although Ling Qianfeng was unexpected, he was not afraid. On the contrary, he was very excited. He transported his head to the past: "Taishan Iron Head!"

"Well!"
Chapter completed!