Net King: God-level player

And the Royal Fox god is not too much to say! Handcuffs the light of light, solemn, a meticulous.

It's not a two weeks, I laughed. Although he didn't see the power of the fox god, he did not think that the small role of Wujun's hunt can threaten the

Court on the court.

Royal fox gods are just one step forward, calmly waving the racket.

Hey! The crisp shock sounds, the tennis is out, carrying the speed of terror.

"How can it be so fast!"

The martial arts of Wujun, who wanted to fly, but he didn't expect that the tennis he didn't think of, the tennis bought will be so fast! It is not necessary to respond, tennis have fallen in his feet, and then rush out of the edge.

"Out of bounds, 0:! Some complex sounds of Dahe You have sounded.

"This is dead !! again !!"

The history of Wujun continues to serve.

boom!"!"

boom!"!"

But there is no change in the ending, all of which are written by Royal Fox.

In the blink of an eye, I came to this game.

"I can evil !! I am evil!!!"

Martial arts

The violent violent, the body is full of violent breath, "Just just test, this time, it will not be so simple!"

Finish.

Wujun Jiancheng clenched tennis, violent, and he fierce tennis.

"This is what you are looking for, you have to blame, you will be too hateful !!"

This time, the eyes of Wujun Jian's history were fierce, and the ball shot and went to the direction of the gods of the gods.

But the trace department Jingwu three people are all shocked.

Because the history of Wujun Jian is playing to the gods of the gods, it is aiming at the wrist! The history of Wujun's hunt is to attack the attack on the gods.

"This is too shameless!"

Icy in the face of the trace department.

In his side, the handcuffs National light is also dark, and the eyes flashed a disgust.

Regardless of

How many times, the people of Wujun History are very disgusting! "It doesn't matter?"

It is aware of a little worried about it for two weeks.

"No, this kind of garbage, double arms sessions."

The trace department said coldly, he said although angry, he believed that Yuhu god

On the court.

Royal fox gods look at the tennis coming on sweaters, and the color pupils flashed.

Because of his handcuffs, he disgusted to the history of Wujun.

Now, the other party wants to have a technicians on his body, he will not be in love.

Stepping! Royal fox god double is cold, he quickly flashes, bypass the tennis.

then.

Wash the tennis.

Hey! Everything speeds, power, rotation all disappeared, and the racket took tennis.

Royal fox god double baubles raised the arm.

Hey! Tennis exploded and opened, like, a stream is general, galloping.

However, it is not the body of Wujun's history, but it has fallen on the racket of Wujie's history.

"Punish thirteen - dozen!"

Tennis fell, the giant ripple opened, the arms of the martial arts were trembled, and the racket was hit by his belly.

"Ah, ah !!"

The screams of the screams spit out of the mouth of Wujun's history, and the pain, let him huddle the body and tremble.

Tennis fell to the ground.

", Wujun History, 0 :!"

The sound of the big and the big sound sounded.

The audience is silent.

All younger players are shocked by the miserable place of martial arts.

Under their gaze.

Wujun is full of face and resentment, he has helped the pain, and he is era: "Kid, you finished !!"

"Come back, continue !!"

He swearing, no matter what, he has to make the price of the Royal Fox! In this regard, Yulux gods just a smile.

Second Bureau, Yuliu's God Bunch.

Hey! Tennis is criticized, like a string, if lightning is lost.

The history of Wujun bite the teeth and the footsteps.

"Intercept, intercept, intercept!"

But this is obviously impossible.