Volume 5 Flying Dragon in the Sky 77 Fertility and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders
Volume 5: Flying Dragon in the Sky 77: Don’t let the rich water flow to outsiders’ fields
"He? You Chinese people are really good at joking. How can he, a boy with no hair all over, be a master? I'm afraid that thing won't stand up when you wake up in the morning. Don't make people laugh." The blood ninja looked up to the sky.
laughed.
"I care about the women of the 180th generation of your ancestors. You are a pig from country J. How do you know that my hair is not all long and I don't lift my hair in the morning? I, the descendants of Yan and Huang, are countless times stronger than your dwarf clan.
Fang Bei, if you don’t believe me, why don’t you try your daughter on me? But I heard that you country j pigs have a tradition that they like ###. I feel like vomiting when I think about it. I’m afraid you are one of them, so I get up in the middle of the night.
You pretended to help your daughter drive away mosquitoes, and then you fucked her, and you even said, "The fat water doesn't flow to outsiders." What a fucking pig! Brother Xiao, is this the case? "What do men hate the most?
?Of course he hates others saying that he is not good enough. Han Zi is a young man, so he hates it even more. Therefore, when the blood ninja said that his hair has not grown and he has no erection in the morning, how could he not be more angry than the first Buddha was born and the second Buddha was born?
ascended to heaven.
Xiao Chuiye's eyes sparkled, he looked at Hanzi as if he had discovered a new world, laughed loudly and said: "Brother, you are really to my liking, you have a future, you have a future, not bad, it seems like that's really the case
.”
"You..." The blood ninja was so angry that he choked his throat and was speechless.
"What are you doing? Did I tell you the truth, or did you even fall in love with your mother? Then I admire you even more. You are simply the best bitch in all generations! You can be called a model of the pig in country J.
"Hanzi chuckled.
"You..." Although the blood ninja can speak Chinese, he is not very familiar with it after all. In addition, he cannot speak better than the quick-thinking Hanzi when he is excited. In addition, under the influence of Xiao Chuiye's lewd momentum, he curses people.
The words are really like a spring of thoughts, and they come at your fingertips. But if Xiao Chuiye knew that Hanzi's blood ninja was so angry that he almost vomited blood after hearing it, he got the inspiration from him. I wonder if he would also vomit blood and die? It's hard to say.
Gotta be tight.
"Wow, yeah, I'll chop you up -" The blood ninja was so angry that Hanzi almost vomited blood. He roared in anger, and suddenly a black stick appeared in his hand - a black stick as thin as a bamboo pole.
He roared and rushed towards Hanzi, who was still more than ten meters away from him.
"We haven't decided the winner yet, why are you so impatient?" King Wu Bian of the Injustice Knife had been paying attention to his every move, and when he saw any movement, he pounced on him with his thick bladeless knife.
The fat body was as agile as a civet cat when running. His body swayed, and the next moment he appeared in front of the blood ninja. Hanzi couldn't figure out whether Wang Wuren's fat ball-like body was originally empty.
Yes, just by blowing air inside, the heavy body ran without a trace of hindrance, as light as a goose, but as powerful as a rainbow.
"Gah——"
There was another sharp and strange sound, and the bladeless knife and the blood ninja's strange stick collided together again. The milky white light and the black light clashed again, but this time the two lights flashed away, facing each other from the side.
Wang WuBian stepped back three steps in a row, his chest heaved sharply, he was panting like an ox, his four chins were shaking continuously, and his face and scalp, which were like pork belly, were oozing with big beads of sweat, and he was strong all around.
There was a strange light shining under the light. Thinking about this second collision, he was still at a disadvantage, and his insides were severely shaken.
On the other hand, the blood ninja just took a step back, shook his body slightly, then roared and rushed forward with his black stick.
He was repeatedly robbed by Hanzi, and in his rage, he seemed to have forgotten their purpose. This third blow seemed to reveal all his power, and in an instant, black light surged towards Wang Wuren.
Wang Wuren is known as the King of Swordsmen without Injustice, which is not easy to get. Wuren means that no one who falls and dies under his sword will cry out that they are wronged. Even those who die under his sword feel that they deserve it. He
His sword skills were passed down from his family. His ancestor, Wang Wu, the great swordsman, was one of the ancestors who practiced the family sword skills to perfection. And when it was passed down to Wang Wuren's generation, many modern sword skills were incorporated into the family sword skills.
The elements make the general even more composed and more agile than before.
The fat body bounced up again, waving with one hand in the air like a ball. The milky white light transformed from the bladeless knife changed from one to two, two to four, four to eight, and eight to infinite, striking out with the blood ninja.
The black lights are constantly connecting in the sky,
"Quack, quack, quack..."
A series of sharp sounds continued to penetrate everyone's eardrums, shaking everyone's eardrums to the point of tearing apart. Many soldiers of the special escort force could not help but cover their ears, with a look of pain on their faces.
After a series of sharp sounds, the two figures suddenly separated in the air. Wang Wuren's body fell back in the air and flew ten meters away. After landing, he fell back five or six meters before he stood up. His left hand was weak.
He drooped, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his face was as pale as paper.
It seems that his left hand was hit by the Blood Ninja's sap during the fight.
The blood ninja didn't seem to be having a good time either. After flying five or six meters from the air and falling, he also stepped back two or three meters before standing still. He was holding a black stick in both hands and was trembling slightly. It seemed that he was beaten by Wang WuBian.
I hit him so hard that my hands were numb.
"Whoa, yeah, yeah -" This blood ninja seemed to be ready to fight, and he roared and rushed forward. It seemed that the pig or dog had a temper attack, or he knew well that he would take advantage of your illness to kill you.
'The art of magnificent buildings actually didn't want to give Wang Wuren a chance to breathe.
"Damn it, how dare you be so arrogant on this land of luxury." With a sharp shout, a foot suddenly stretched out from the side and kicked the blood ninja as fast as lightning.
With a sound of "hoo-bang--", the blood ninja was thrown far away and fell on the hard floor. The black stick rolled to the ground with a "pop", and with a "pop", the blood
The ninja suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"The Chinese people are so treacherous that they actually carried out sneak attacks and group fights." The golden ninja roared and was about to pounce.
"%￥%#%"
The blood ninja suddenly screamed something strangely, and the golden ninja suddenly stopped his forward body, with a look of reverence on his face, as if the blood ninja was about to perform something extremely sacred in their own eyes.
"￥%￥%-..." The blood ninja suddenly screamed strangely, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction, and as if he was reciting some spell. Then his body suddenly bounced up from the ground like a zombie, with his legs, feet, and body
, his arms were not bent at any point, and at the same time, a death-like aura burst out from his eyes.