The turbulent power contained in the boxing potential erupted, terrible, and the power of the boxer into the opponent's body with a violent momentum.
After a punch, both of them were backward.
Ye Junlang snorted, and the body in his body was strangled by the evil and weird force of the evil strength, which made his flesh and blood in his body became hot and painful.
At that moment, Ye Junlang did not notice that his body's body appeared on the surface of his body.
The ground offsets the erosion of the dark force.
Moqi was also shocked. At first, he wanted to restrain the severe stirred qi and blood in the body. In the end, he couldn't restrain it. He spurted a bite of blood from the mouth "Wow".
Moqi was injured, and his demon and strange ancient martial arts were also weakened a little, which made him even more angry. He yelled: "Actually hurt me? Damn! I want to break your corpse
Wan Duan! "
"Who kills who kills! Come and fight!"
Ye Junlang reached out and wiped off a trace of blood in the corner of his mouth. His eyes were determined, his calm face had no waves, and his strong warrier and stronger flames were burning.
All.
"kill!"
Moqi drank a violent, and he moved in shape. Under his body show, he rushed towards Ye Junlang again.
Ye Junlang took a deep breath, and his masculine blood and blood surged, and he seemed to be more and more powerful. From the perspective of the strong and blood, Ye Junlang far surpassed Magic.
Rao was Ye Junlang under the punch of Moqi, but his own momentum did not weaken at all. Instead, the general trend of his own condensed seemed to be more and more complete, like the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten ten, like the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten were ten, as if the ten ten, it seemed to be the ten.
Wan Dashan really wants to show it out, forming a terrifying and heavy pressure.
After this, Moqi felt a trace of pressure for the first time. Even if he was magical, he couldn't help Ye Junlang for a long time.
Huh! Huh!
Moqi, who came over, was fist, and the shadow of the sky fist was stirred. The boxing style of the boxed boxing was suppressed by the boxer, and it was shrouded in Ye Junlang's whole body.
"Perseverance women, take people's blood, and destroy the earth! Today, I want to slaughter the magic!"
Ye Junlang drank violently, and he once again mobilized his own secrets, forming a magnificent abyss strike, urging himself to heavy boxing, and facing Moqi.
Nympho
Mid -mountainside.
The criminal police led by Ding Rou is searching. The entire Nantangshan is indeed too big. Searching for mountains without purpose, the difficulty in it can be imagined.
"From here to enter the deep mountains of Nanshan Mountain. If the murderer is hidden, it is also hidden in the mountains."
Ding Rou spoke, and at the same time, she was scattered in the criminal police team in all directions, allowing them to gather the formation and search towards the deep mountains of Nantang Mountain.
In the vast night, a team of criminal police soldiers began to search in the dark mountains. They were very cautious and moved quickly.
After all, this case in the recent homicide was indeed pressed into their hearts like a boulder, making them feel heavy in their hearts.
Only by breaking the case as soon as possible and rescue the victims, will it make them feel easier.
As a criminal police team contracted towards the deep mountains, the place where Ye Junlang and Moqi were facing each other were getting closer and closer.
Nympho
The magic of the magic looks extremely horrible and scary.
The dark red eyes are not like normal humans, and the black lines that emerge from the face are even more embarrassing. His eyes are fierce in his eyes.
To give birth to a demon, come out.
Under the madness and killing of Moqi, he and Ye Junlang both had injuries to each other, and the injuries on his body continued to accumulate, depending on who could support the end.
There are too many life and death battles in Ye Junlang. Often at the juncture of life and death, he can reverse the Qiankun with his own strong willpower and rich combat experience, laying the victory in one fell swoop.
Therefore, the fighting to the present, Ye Junlang's own consumption is also very large, but he has not been afraid of retreat from beginning to end. Instead, he is more and more brave.
The blood rushed out, and the momentum from the ups and downs of the sun, it was like a round of hot sun that was burning.
Under such momentum, Ye Junlang's own trend formed has completely suppressed the Wuwang field field of Moqi. In terms of momentum, Ye Junlang has pressed Moqi.
"Are you just this trick? That can be divided into birth and death! You should go to hell!"
Ye Junlang suddenly spoke, his tone was indifferent, revealing a decisive murderous killing.
"Want to kill me? You are so naive! You are also the state of the oil at the end of the crossbow, what to kill me?" Moqi said coldly.
"One punch, a punch is enough! So far, I have been feeling this punch so far! Just like when you saw me at the middle of the mountain, the punch I was evolved!"
Ye Junlang spoke, and his tone was indifferent to stating a trivial matter.
The next moment, Ye Junlang's own momentum rose fiercely, like a rising sun, to burn this world of heaven and earth.
Picking Xingchen.
It was a manifestation of boxing. This fist rose to the sky, giving people a kind of strong feelings that desire to heaven. As his punch condensed, it made people feel that in this punch.
Below everything is destroyed!
Because this is the punch of Kaitianmen!
"I have a punch to open the sky!"
Ye Junlang roared out, the horrible and majestic fist was filled, and the condensed fist seemed to bloom very dazzling punch, as if there was a round of little sun.
This is a punch that is not ahead, and it is also a powerful punch.
Even Tianmen can fist and crack, who else can not kill?
This punch, Ye Junlang felt for many days, condensing the heavy punch that he felt the disabled punches during this time, and also included the meaning of his murder at this moment.
The love of love ... All emotions are condensed in this fist, and there is no regret. The fist of the high song is also contained in this punch.
This punishment attack attracted the turmoil of the world, as if there was a sound of thunder, and it created by the punch of this punch.
This is an unparalleled punch, and it is also a punch that kills the charm.
"No ... this, what is this fist?"
The subconscious exit of Moqi, he subconsciously wanted to avoid wanting to turn around, but this punch has been shrouded in instantly. As long as he turns around, he is afraid that he has not escaped, and he will kill him.
Then, then
Therefore, Moqi only struggled to resist in that shocking face. The right fist erupted the ghostly exorcist magic fist, and the left fist broke out.
This made him feel terrifying.
Boom!
Capton ~ Know!
In the sound of the fist duel, with the harsh sound of fractures.
When Ye Junlang's punch fell, the power of the abyss strikes that was trapped in his own secret territory strengthened again, reaching the current peak of strength.
Out, let Moqi resist all of them.
This punch broke the left and right punch of Moqi, blasted on his chest fiercely, shattered his sternum, and squeezed his internal organs.
call!
The whole person was flying out, and he fell to the ground and bleeds, his eyes opened, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.
Then, then
Nympho
Six more!
What about the ticket?
Brothers, please support it, let's continue to rush forward!