Net King: God-level player

The rays of purple black are split by silver light in an instant.

Tennis focused in the court of ghost Ten Lang.

Boom! ! The wall cracks, the gravel drops.

Tennis has fallen in the ghost ten la carte.

Ghost Ten Lang's light is condensed, and the racket is waving in his hand.

but.

His racket, I don't know when, I have split from the middle, just like, the knife marks that are scrubprints are general.

And in the ghost ten ladies, I looked at the moment of racket.

Wan, a residual knife, tennis does not seem to have a gaze.

After bounce, fly out of the sky.

Rotating, then fall again! The whole process is full of cold and murders, but the invincible breath.

The audience is quiet.

After a while.

", More forehead dragon, score 1: 0!"

The voice of the staff sounded! On-site, and again in quiet.

Ghost Ten Lang and Yue Dragon Ya's first confrontation.

Yue Queon Dragon, I won your own serve

In the army.

All a military is a glimpse.

"It's actually getting it first."

The look of many people at the moment is a surprised.

They are sure that the competition of the two will definitely be very intense, and it will be very glued.

However, they didn't think of it! Yue Yue Long Ya is even better! Even if it is a ghost Ten Lang's serve, but this is also enough to prove that the strength of the Dragon Ya.

It is a fast trembling of the phoenix, including the Equal.

All of them seem to have some little look at the Dragon.

"Shuangqi, have you guess it?"

Equal Phoenix looked at Royal Fox god and said.

"Well, I saw it."

Yushu god squat smiled and continued: "However, even if you haven't seen it, I also believe in Dragon."

No one is more clear than him, the strength of the Dragon, the strength!

Many army lights are flashing, but there are no other reactions.

After all, this is the Great Dragon Galan.

Moreover, the more forehead Dragon Ya is world-class.

therefore.

This result is understandable and foreseeable.

Stadium.

"Hey, let go, let's satisfied"

Yue Dulong, he looked at the opposite ghost ten times, and the eyebrows said.

"Reallo"

Ghost Ten Tie Lang raises the racket in his hand.

Opposite, Yue Dragon smile, indicating the default.

Ghost Ten Langdong worn his racket and made him somewhat uncomfortable.

opposite.

The ghost is silent.

Soon, the two exchanged the court.

At the same time, people who serve become a ghost ten launches.

At this moment, the ghosts have been changed.

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364. Thoughtful games!

The main course.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Ghost Ten Tie Lang took a tennis and began to gently pat in the ground.

His look is faint, very calm.

But a horrible sense of horror begins to swim in his body.

The huge ghosts are like, and the guardian God is generally standing hard.

"It's good, this momentum."

Opposite, the Yue Ya's face with a faint smile.

Under his eyes! Hey !! The arm lifted, tennis flying quickly from the ghost ten time.

"Go!"

With a rock of the ghost Ten Lang, an overwhelming terrorist power broke out from the ghost ten la carte.

Boom !! In an instant, purple black vital shines, tennis is like a mountain flood, and it is rolling in an instant.