Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Ancient Days: “…”

Once again, his face rose red from darkness, and even Guhao could not care less. He was slapped with a glorious clap:

“I'm gonna kill you, you bitch! ”

Zhao also had some leisure time and a system spat: “I can't believe this is happening...”

She dodged the clap very easily and had the leisure time to grab Guhao's collar and run away.

Ancient Heaven saw her move and suddenly her heart moved: “Are you here for Ancient Hao? ”

Azhao nodded and exclaimed: “It seems you are not so stupid as to be hopeless. ”

Her tone suddenly got harsher: “How can you beat a dog and look at your master? Besides, Gu Hao is the man I've been looking for for so long... disciple. How dare you think about him? ”

“I'll teach you how to be human today. ”

She threw Gu Hao into the corner: “Watch me, you son of a bitch! ”

The voice dropped, her hands moved, her hands flipped, and countless shadows appeared in the void.

The ancient sky snorted coldly: “False voices. ”

He also pointed to Zhao as a sword and struck directly at him.

However, the spiritual energy was not near Zhao's body, and the wind was crushed by the palm wind.

A Zhao glanced at him and flew out with a flickering palm. He was looking at the right face of the ancient sky.

“Boom!”

Guru Tian was directly slapped by this slap and the whole person hit the wall, falling down many walls of ash.

“You have a strong wall.” Zhao mourned.

Ancient Heaven: "…” He deliberately added the method of formation!

Zhao didn't care about this. As soon as her cheerful palms were collected, the whole ancient heaven was pulled from the ground.

“Pfft!” Another slap.

Ancient Days: “…”

He was so ashamed, he just wanted to die.

He puked a sigh of blood and clamped two teeth: "Why are you so humiliated to me if you want to kill me? ”

'Cause I'm just trying to humiliate you. ”Zhao replied very honestly.

Ancient Days: “…”

He was angry and bled out again. He just felt that the five dirty hearts were painful and dizzy.

Next, Zhao's personal show time.

Personal Show Theme - Rub the ancient smallpox on the ground.

Probably after a cup of tea.

Ancient heaven is like a ravaged ragged rag doll, only half breath left, lying broken on the ground.

Zhao finally stopped.

Gu Hao couldn't help but hear the gray robe in front of him:

“This old guy is a real punch, but he's tired of me. ”

Guhao: “…”

He watched his own uncle lie on the ground breathing heavenly and sparsely into silence.

Zhao turned around and asked him, “See? ”

Gu Hao shook his head and was somewhat ashamed: “The disciples' qualifications are dull and incomprehensible... the exquisite work of previous generations. ”

Zhao: “... who let you see my kung fu? ”

Gu Hao: “? ”

Zhaoli naturally said: “I'm trying to tell you, fists are hard reason. ”

She pointed to the ancient sky, and took it with no guilt to the contrary:

“You see, he can kill you at will, control your life and death, but because he's a hundred times stronger than you, pinching you is as simple as pinching an ant. ”

She pointed to herself again: "But his life was bad, and he met your predecessor me again. ”

She snorted softly: "Too weak to beat up addiction. ”

Guhao: “…”

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Gu Hao: I don't know why I'm a bit prescriptive.

This is the end of the day!

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