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In the field, Guo Hai was slowly climbed from the ground. With his action, the two noseblemented blood slowly came out from his nostrils, but in addition, did not have any too much damage .

"You will not talk about Wu De, even if you pull me, but you think that this method is to crack the power. The old man I forgot, I bleed last time or decades ago. "

Observing the state of Guo Hai, Fan Ma Yong Lang exposed a face unity: "Cut, it is a hard-wrapped old man, which actually got up in the end, it can force soothing the body's stiffness, use the energy? I am now Start curious about your body construction. "

"Hey, after all, the old man is not in white for so many years. For so many years, I have never stopped the practice. I have long sooting the martial arts into every corner of my body, but you suddenly thus-pull the hair is indeed my last. It is expected that the blessing of this is, I started to make a slow-handed half shot, and I didn't completely absorb the damage. But you know, you just have to return a life? If I have a good job, I have no counterattack, otherwise you May I be dead now? "

Fan Ma Yong Lang said that Guo Hao is listening to Guo Hai, Guo Hai, also seen the disdain in the heart of Fan Ma Yong, so he went to: "This sentence is not you, your letter is good, don't believe it. I will only have a life that is going to be in the old, and I am not awkward. How is it, do you want to pick me a punch? "

The voice came, Guo Haihuang has once again come to Fan Ma Yong Lang, slowly handed his fist.

This flat is like a turtle speed in the eyes of everyone, and Fan Ma Yong, who is in front of this fist, is even a disdainful cold.

But when the fist is approaching, Fan Ma Yong Si Lang suddenly felt that there was an unnecessary terrorist gas field, and the body's consciousness retired two steps, and avoided the direct hit of the fist in critical juncture.

Seeing this scene, Fan Ma blades shocked the ground: "It is impossible! He actually dodge! Even if the opponent's attack! The old man's attack power hides what terrible thing!" "

Seeing Fan Ma Yong Lang Dodging, Guo Haijie laughed: "Oh, oh, what do you hide, where is the arrogant? Facing me a bad old man's attack also to hide?"

On the other hand, Guo Haihuang was approaching two steps to Fan Ma Yong Lang, and Fan Ma Yong Lang faced a shock, hurry and retreat, and Guo Haozhuang maintained a distance.

In this way, the two repeated a few such actions. Unconsciously, Fan Ma Yong Lang has been forced by Guo Hai to the corner.

"The strongest creature in this world is not angry."

"Just, the courage is so small, too people will be too touched."

......

Everyone didn't understand what Fan Ma Yong was escaping. When everyone was confused, Guo Haihuang was a punch to return the uncomfortable Fan Ma Yonglang.

"Strong, how have you been escaping, why do you want to avoid my fist?"

On the occasion of the millennium, Fan Ma Yong Lang took a jump to the left, Guo Hai Huang felked, playing on the wall behind him.

In an instant, everyone felt a shake of the mountain, followed by Guo Haihuang, the wall depressed in a large piece, and the spider web-like crack started The spread of the whole surface, and the whole wall is turtle into countless gravel, "Bang" collapsed.

Guo Hai Hui recovered the fist scattered with dust: "Haha, reveal stuffing."

Looking at the dust of the dust, the dust, the dust of the dust, and also looked at Guo Haihuang. Fan Ma Yong was not afraid after a while: "What is the ordinary old man's fist, your old head is very bad."

This game is like a surprise box, the strange thing is not poor, and the King of the Sea feels that he has gradually responded.

"Senluo, how is it to fight against the horses of Wongrang Lang?"

"Hey ~ This is also a power."

"What! This is also a powerful force? But is it not used to defend?"

Senli refers to Guo Haihuang: "You are too small to see Guo Hao, since he can make the kind of intensification of the imitation of your own weight, then from that is derived from the extreme state, The moment of instantaneous explosive and impact generation that the move to attack is unparalleled. This is the key to aggressiveness. I think, from relaxing to tightening conversion is the key to producing this attack power. "

During the speech, Guo Haihuang is already like a waving leather whip to go to Fan Ma Yong Lang, and there is no slightest, and there is no smashing, I can't come to David. The attack of Guo Haihuang's attack.

But the next moment, Fan Ma Yong Lang's more than 100 kilograms of the body was easily flying in the air by Guo Hai.

Then, Guo Haihuang flew up, and he took the Fan Ma Yonglang once again returned to the ground.

"How, the strong, you are very happy, this can be grateful to the fate, but you have never met the power of you."

I haven't waited Fan Ma Yonglang standing straight, Guo Hao once again bully, waving a thigh of Fan Ma Yong Lang, in an instant, Fan Ma Yong Lang, like Guo Hai, just now, in half air It became a roulette, then he fell on the ground.

This time, Guo Haihuang did not continue to pursue, but stand quietly quietly watching Fan Ma Yonglang.

Although Fan Ma Yong Lang has passed the continuous strike of Guo Hao, the monster is just a slight injury. I saw him got up from the ground, and I spit a blood sputum in my mouth. Laughed: "Haha, old man, you are finished? Is it not easy? I just ended my body, telling the truth and you, I have been mastered before, I have been in this a few times. Playing, don't do anything, just to see how much you can do it. "

Guo Haihuang is suspicious, and the head: "Oh? You will use the power? That is right, let's compare, who is more powerful."

Who knows, Fan Ma Yongshi shook his head: "I will not use the power, because this is not in line with my style."

Guo Haihuang seems to be unexpected: "Ham, the current young people are really fashionable, but also pay attention to the style."

Fan Ma Yong Lang grin smiled, the arm broke the same green, the muscles raised the metal similar gloss, then he held a fist with his right hand, almost condensed to the substantive terrible momentum to gather on his fist.

Then, Fan Ma Yonglang flakes, and a punch has made a good roaring in the center of the venue.

In the exclamation of the audience, and the mountains who have just been in general, they will come again, and the ventricular splash of smoke is four.

Waiting for the dust, there is a huge pit that does not lose the scale of Guo Hao, and Fan Ma Yong has maintained a punch, standing in the middle of the pit.