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Tian Qi arched his hand: “Ironbone pie, Tian Qi. ”

Hao Qi disciples faintly said: “Hao Qi, Tan Yong! ”

After all, a wave of intense spiritual energy appeared to have to be used first to deter the opponent.

Unfortunately, Tian Qi didn't move, and his eyes were still dazed.

Watchmen are a little unacceptable.

The disciple sent by Hao Qimun is a nine-pin martial artist. Where can this Iron Bone disciple be confident and disrespectful?

Or is it that their family is arrogant and their disciples are virtuous?

Hey.

The upper and lower beams are crooked.

“Go!” the referee shouted.

The first one was Tian Qi, he stepped out, left and right fists simultaneously running bursting fists, suddenly bombarding, only listening to 'boom boom'.

Too close, too fast to punch.

Tan Yong could not avoid it at all. He could only instill spiritual power into his body and see the trick in both hands.

“Boom! Boom! ”

Tian Qi's two fists seemed to be infused with the power of Wanjun. One time, the power burst in a straight line and finally broke through to 17,000 kilos!

Feel the strong wind, feel the momentum created by the bombardment, the faces of the elders of all sides are getting stiff.

This Iron Bone disciple, like Li Fei just now, has only five martial arts, how can you strike such a high power?!

Tian Qi focuses more on flesh and boxing.

Blasting fists, both powerful and powerful, are definitely stronger than Lee Fei with his feet.

This strong, not a strong star and a half!

Shentong's eyeballs are staring out.

The power of two five-pin martial arts outbursts of Iron Bones is higher than that of their own nine-star martial arts. It's too serious a setback for self-esteem!

“Boom! Boom! ”

Tian Qi's fists were like two hammers bombarding wildly.

Tan Yong fell into defense from the outset. It was difficult to escape from the moment and could only fall into absolute passivity.

“Whoa, whoa! ”

Your body keeps falling back and ends up on the edge.

Due to the intensity of the punch, it is difficult to block them all. You can only put your arms together and let the other party bomb you.

“ …… ”

Big brothers twitched their mouths.

They have the feeling of watching steel disciples sandbagging their fists.

The five martial arts are the ones who beat people, and the nine martial arts are the ones who were beaten by sandbags!

The world is crazy!

"'It's really not that hard,' said Jun, shrugging. ”

From the beginning, he didn't see the valves in his eyes, otherwise he wouldn't always emphasize that it was just a little weird on the Big BOSS road.

Nowadays, Tian Qi takes a nine-pint samurai's own apprentice as a sandbag, which is enough to explain everything.

“Ah!”

Tan Yongmei, caught up in absolutely passive rage.

But when he just shouted, he was hit by a heavy fist in the face, his head suddenly twisted and his body backed away towards the martial arts field.

“Bang!”

Tian Qi clasped one hand on his wrist, pulled it from the line of exit, with one shoulder over the other, and then rode on his stomach. Lifting his fist was a blast.

The conductor said so.

You can't kill him, you can beat him half to death.

“Boom! Boom! ”

Tian Qixiang sat on Tan Yong, understanding the ultimate burst fist blast, instantly swollen Tan Yong's nose and blue face, spitting foam in his mouth.

Finally, people fainted.

“Click--”

Witnessing his disciples being abused like this, Qin Hao clasped his fists and his cold eyes flashed with anger.

Anger is useless.

It's all about fighting in the martial arts. If a disciple is abused, he's no better than a man!

“Brush!”

Tian Qi got up and arched his hand: “I gave in. ”

The Buddhist League boss, looking at all the fierce forces and fighters, got a wonderful look on his face.

After the start of all the consultations, Tan Yong fell into passivity and could only be blocked until he was beaten to death on the spot. He didn't fight back... once!!

That's too big a gap!

“A Li Fei, a Tian Qi, the disciple of Iron Pie is so strong! ”

“I can finally understand why the nebula sent to challenge the Iron Bone pie and was shaved with a big bald head. ”

“Two disciples abused eight, nine martial arts and played like, Nebula sent the inner door disciples, undoubtedly to send abuse! ”

Road martial artists talk privately.

The Nebula Gatekeeper, standing in the crowd, is comfortable in his heart, despite his old blush.

Both of Qin's protégé disciples were defeated in succession, and their disciples were defeated by the Iron Bones. It doesn't seem to be a shameful thing anymore.

“Master Ai. ”

Wang Donglin laughed: "This iron pie is not easy. ”

Two five-pint martial arts disciples, bursting with more than 15,000 powers, were absolutely physically trained.

“The second disciple's fist is so strong, it must have something to do with taking plastic dan! ”

Ashan Chun speculated.

Ordinary, low-ranking martial arts players can use Body Dan to fight over the level. If you use it as a trick, it will definitely be more eye-catching and sell the price of heaven!

Wang Donglin cares about disciple strength. He cares about the plastic effect of body dan. He is a qualified businessman.

……

After Tian Qi returned to power, King Chang laughed and arched his hands. “Master Qin, you should send your disciples to play this third game first. ”

Seeing that smiling face, Lord Qin League was reluctant to reach forward and tear it apart.

Calm down, calm down.

No matter how angry, keep smiling.

But the disciple lost two games in a row, and the second one got slaughtered. I can't even fucking laugh!

Qin Hao suddenly suppressed his infinite anger and looked at a disciple on the right behind him: “Go ahead. ”

“Yes.”

The third first-hand disciple is also a nine-pin martial artist, but he is stronger than Tan Yung.

“Xiao Mu, go.” King often laughed.

Su Xiaofo shook his fist and walked out with his head shaking. "At the foot of the mountain, my blood has boiled. I can finally fight a battle. ”

When the Iron Bone disciples came to power, the brothers from all sides dared not draw conclusions.

Because, previously, it was thought that the disciples would win, and the result would be total defeat, with a good look at who, who the milk dies.

It's not reverse poison milk, it's strength.

Even after a few more fights, Sunno and Tan Yong were still defeated and still ravaged.

They are not highly qualified to do it, but can they do it with all kinds of resources, all kinds of Dan Yao, even Tian Qi and Li Fei of the Psychic Array?

I don't even know what it's like to take 10 times more power-absorbed Dan for 10 days in a row.

……

The third Hao Qi disciple walked to the stage and arched his hand cold: “Hao Qi, Lao Tie. ”

"There's nothing wrong with that. ”

“Iron pie, Su Xiaofou.” Su Xiao Mo.

The referee started shouting after the two reported each other's names.

Labor iron took the lead, spiritual force poured into the body, instantly stepped on the body method to rush over.

“Brush! Brush! ”

Su Xiaofu rolled his body back two times, walked his short leg and ran around the edge of the martial arts field.

It's getting faster and faster. The wind is coming up!

Lautetsu stood in the martial arts and watched the opponent spin around. It was difficult to keep up with speed, but he didn't know how to do it.

Wang Donglin said: "This child is good at his way of life. ”

What Ashan thinks is, well, it must still have something to do with plastic dan!

“Sex ————”

At this moment, Su Xiaofo seized the opportunity and went around behind the iron and kicked him straight up.

“Boom!” Lao Tie discovered in time and turned to remember a heavy punch. He punched Su Xiao Mo's foot out. He was about to follow the second series of moves, and the opponent ran away again.

“Shit!” He was angry.

“Brush!” Su Xiao Mo appeared in the back, and the sky was just a leg.

This was fast enough, but the iron caught it and held its arm in front of it, successfully blocking a heavy foot.

“Brother, watch out!” Someone was shocked.

As soon as the iron slammed, Yu Guang swept to Su Xiaofou. He saw this guy kicking his foot on his arm, his body tilted to the side, his hands together, his middle finger protruded, and he stabbed him hard in the ass.

chrysanthemums,

Full of wounds!