The Portal of Wonderland

When Ishima walked to the area full of stone houses, she accidentally discovered the only intersection leading to the area, blocked by seven or eight old disciples dressed in black.

Some of the young boys and girls who arrived early were confronting them and voices of quarrel appeared implicitly.

“What, we're going to have to give each of you a black flame order?” An angry voice came out.

After listening, Ishima frowned slightly, but still walked past, finally seeing the situation over there.

“Well, this blackflame didn't make you white. We helped you clean all the houses the other day, even if you paid for it.” Most of the seventy-eight old disciples looked like they were seventeen or eighteen years old. Even more so, they appeared to be in their early twenties. They held a long sword decorated with a white sheath and said without expression.

“You don't have to fool us. We've heard Brother Zhou say the value of black flame order, what cleaning can require a black flame order. Besides, who asked you to clean up? If you're still stuck here, aren't you afraid we'll go to law enforcement? Don't think we don't know that you won't be able to take the initiative against us in a year.” Among the blocked teenage girls, a handsome teenager who looked like Ishima, said in no way in fear.

“Go to law enforcement? What do you think of the brothers in the law enforcement hall as? They're going to take care of this little thing. Besides, when did we do this to you? I just think it's nice here. I just want to practice some martial arts here. Who can you blame for accidentally bumping into each other? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. You can just take my punch if you want not to.” The young man with the sword laughed when he heard the news.

“Just the next punch?” When the handsome teenager heard the news, he immediately moved his heart.

“What, you want to try it?" asked the young man with the sword.

“Humph, to say a positive challenge, we disciples who have not yet practiced sincerity are certainly not your elderly rivals, but if you can't even take a punch, I don't believe you. Fang Tianxu will teach you a lesson.” The handsome teenager thought for a moment and bit his teeth and said.

“Senior Brother Fang, come on! ”

“If you don't need a hard drive, you can take this punch by removing the force. ”

……

The other young boys and girls in the back saw this, and suddenly gasped with seven mouths.

At this time, more newcomers followed here, figuring out what happened, and also fighting with the enemy to give handsome teenagers.

Ishima blinked twice after sweeping his sword and holding the young man's hands in thick grey strips.

“Brother Shi, do you think Fang's boy can take this punch? ”

Footsteps came from behind the stone herd, followed by a familiar voice.

“What, you know this guy?” Shi Mu Shen moved and turned around.

Behind him, Heran stood a formerly hairy teenager in the same room, beside his curly, wide-mouthed companion.

“In my white stone, this is my best friend's cock. The two of us and Fang Tianxu are actually from the same place, it's just that the two of us don't have much empathy with him. But he practiced the pile method at home, and I think that's why he took the initiative.” The young man with the hair said with a laugh.

“So that's it. I don't know what kind of martial arts the blood pile method is, but the other side dared to block us in front of so many people, there must be some certainty. And by the looks of his hands, he obviously practiced special boxing skills. It's hard to say whether Fang Tianxu can really take the next punch.” Ishima nodded slowly.

“Brother Shi's ideas are similar to those of my two brothers.“ White Stone smiled softly.

At that time, the young sword-hugging man blocking the intersection had stabbed the sword in his hand nearby.

“Pfft," the white sword sheath didn't go directly into the floor brick more than half a foot deep, standing straight there.

This scene was a shock to the newcomers present.

The other side is definitely less powerful than where it goes.

Fang Tianxu's face slightly changed, but took a deep breath, after moving his hands and feet, his face suddenly turned red like blood, and walked up a few steps.

“Huh, it really inspired the blood, no wonder I have such confidence. But what is the use of these tricks in the face of absolute strength?” At first, the young man laughed coldly and went one step further, punching out.

Fang Tianxu lowered his voice and suddenly two equally reddish arms crossed in front of him.

Two crisp clicks.

A fist full of bandages hit the center of two crossed arms.

Fang Tianxu glanced twice and flied out of the two lengths without a word. He fell heavily into a coma on the ground. Both arms appeared in a strange curved shape on both sides of his body, obviously broken into several pieces.

The other newcomers who were trying to cheer Fang Tianxu up, suddenly the sound stopped, all of them cooled down all over the body.

“Who else is going to take my punch?” The young man slowly retracted his fist and asked hastily.

For a while, the intersection was silent.

“If no one is there, call out the blackflame order honestly and don't waste your time. ”

“With you newcomers, I want to take a punch from Brother Qiu. It's a crazy dream! ”

“Yes, the broken jade fist practiced by Brother Qu can be easily broken by an iron shield. Stop wasting our time. “

The other old disciples saw this later and said with a smile on their faces.

“Can I shoot you with a weapon?” Half an hour later, someone finally asked on the newcomer's side.

“Yes, but only if you take my sword.” The young man said hey hey.

Newspapers who spoke immediately blushed and shut up.

“I'll take my teacher brother's punch. ”

At this point, a crisp voice rang from the side and emerged a seemingly petite figure from the newcomer.

Shi Mazheng's amazing glance was a 13-year-old girl with a small braid and a silver glittering bell.

“Don't think you're a woman, I'll be merciful.” The young man stared at the young girl and coldly said.

“When did I tell you to be merciful?” The girl's bells were ringing all the time, and she walked straight to the youth on a massive scale.

“Seeking death."

When the young man saw this, his eyes glistened with a glint and a sudden punch, similarly striking at the young girl.

“Bang” sound.

Girl's waist twisted, actually in the ringing of the bell, like a willow float out two feet away, seemed very easy to avoid this fist.

Many newcomers saw the scene and were silent.

But a strange look appeared on the young man's face. Half a minute later, he retracted his arm and asked softly:

“Are you a bloodline? ”

“Nice. I guess I'll take your punch.” The girl nodded generously and asked back.

“Whether it's hard connections or avoiding my fists with the power of blood, it's off. However, the sisters can be interested in joining our blood dragon club. There are many bloodline people in the club. It must be very helpful for the sisters to communicate with each other.” As if the young man had completely changed his personality, he smiled at the young girl with an invitation.