Li Kefu, the southern Chinese military god, is a well-known figure in Southeast Asia.

The big powers in Southeast Asia all intersected with Rykov, and even they were afraid of Rykov.

However, everything was because of the "Kingdom of God" that hit Li Kefu hard, which made this fear fade suddenly, the southern military god is not invincible, and China is not the first in the world.

This is also the reason why they dare to covet the Huaxia No. 1 project.

The inheritance of "Eight Inches of Strength" appears here today, hehe, is this young man a disciple, a disciple or a descendant of Li Junshen?

"Truly, truly, truly!" Three strange laughs, the elder of the Ancestral Witch League, Basheli, said coldly: "If it was two months ago, there was a descendant of Li Junshen here, I Basheli didn't say a word, turned around and left, and never caused trouble to the Ancestral Witch League."

But now, Li Junshen is too busy to take care of himself, the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken, he sent a milky child to Pakistan Tieguo to raise his arms and shout, he wants to command the heroes, but he will not take us seriously!"

"Just like Young Master Yaoyang said, you stop immediately, just grab it, I see Li Junshen's face back then, spare you from dying, otherwise, hum!" A strange look appeared on Basheli's face.

Witchcraft is the most mysterious, and Basheri is known as a master of witchcraft who is only one line away from entering the Tao, and his ability is even more feared by warriors.

Shi Linjin has already exposed his eight-inch inheritance, and it is impossible for him to retreat, no matter what, he can't fall into the majesty of Huaxia.

Immediately, he grinned and said to Basheli: "Don't talk nonsense, what evil ways your ancestor Wu Alliance has, I'll see it today!"

Basheri snorted coldly, and the look on his face became even more terrifying.

A pitch-black color appeared on his old face, and finally he muttered a strange incantation, and around Shi Linjin, a faint smell of blood immediately appeared, and in the blood, the snake heads of several terrifying demon snakes rushed towards Shi Lin like lightning.

The snake control technique in witchcraft is very evil, Shi Linjin is surrounded by several snakes in the middle, he uses all his strength, but he can't break the snake formation.

In his eyes, there were more and more snakes around him, and all kinds of terrifying snakes attacked him, some snakes were more than ten feet long, the thickness of a bucket, and some snakes were only the thickness of a finger, less than a foot long, these snakes were driven by strange spells to launch a crazy attack on him.

This is the man-snake war, the real man-snake war.

Shi Linjin had never experienced such a situation before, and even if he was a Grandmaster's cultivator, he was tired of dealing with it at this time.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ears: "This witchcraft is mostly false, it only relies on the sound of dogs and horses to confuse people, if you panic, you will lose!"

"Uh......"

Shi Linjin's heart shook, after all, he was a grandmaster-level master, a disciple of the god of war, his mind turned around in an instant, and he immediately looked at his nose and heart, and his mind slowly settled.

His mind was steady, and sure enough, he found a trick in witchcraft, and it was much easier to deal with it.

After all, he is a grandmaster, and he is a grandmaster with inherited martial arts, and once someone clicks on it, he will obviously have the upper hand on witchcraft.

The so-called warlock is the side door and the left way, there is no warlock among the cultivators, the warlock has not entered the Tao, and if he does not become a real person, he is a scumbag, only the warlock who has entered the Tao, has spiritual power in his body, and he is barely a cultivator, and his power is strong enough.

Basheri is very famous, because he is very skilled in witchcraft, and he is actually very powerful, and he can win against ordinary warriors.

But in the eyes of Pang Feng, a wizard like him is really more fragile than a paper talisman, and his so-called witchcraft, compared to the real immortal spells, it is just a child's house, all relying on people to bluff people.

The Ancestral Witch League made a move, but it couldn't help Pang Feng's two servants, and the expressions of the onlookers around were wonderful.

"I, Nima, this stall owner has a great background, and it has a lot to do with Huaxia Li Junshen, the two major forces of the Bone Alliance and the Ancestral Witch League have made a move, and they can't even get his two followers!"

The fight was fierce on the field.

Zheng Xiaoshan and Xu Weiyi are inseparable, the strength of the two sides is equal, and no one can help anyone.

Shi Linjin's side still has the upper hand, and the two of Basheli and Ba Ulan on the side of the Ancestral Witch League have begun to join forces against the enemy, but they still haven't taken much advantage.

Now only the South Vietnamese gang are the ones who have not made a move.

The elder of the South Vietnam Gang today is called Ruan Luohan, the earliest is to practice kung fu, a copper skin and iron bones, and then by chance got the inheritance of Chinese internal strength, after becoming a master of internal strength, he will fight all over South Vietnam invincible, and now he is called the master of horizontal practice.

His martial arts are domineering, his attack is extremely strong, and the situation has fallen into a stalemate.

"Ruan Luohan, what are you waiting for? Take that kid, will you get the benefits or less?"

Ruan Luohan laughed, he was two meters tall, which was extremely rare among South Vietnamese devils, he was dark all over, and his muscles were knotted, and he looked like he had a violent beauty.

He showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and slowly paced out, looking at Pang Feng's eyes full of playfulness.

"Boy, Grandpa Ruan let you taste my meat-eating fist!"

He suddenly raised his hand and slammed his fist into Pang Feng.

"Huh" his fist slashed through the air at high speed, making a piercing sound, the power of this punch was extremely terrifying.

"Be careful, Professor Pang!" exclaimed Shi Linjin, who was entangled by two wizards and couldn't be separated, a little worried about Pang Feng's condition.

At this time, the one who was most worried about Pang Feng was Xu Jing from the Xu family's camp.

She knows too well what kind of character Ruan Luohan is, she has lived in Southeast Asia since she was a child, and has been cultivating in the Xu family, Ruan Luohan Henglian Grandmaster is known as invulnerable, and even several elders of the family feel a headache when they mention this person.

With such a terrifying master, where can Pang Feng, a playboy, deal with it?

"It's over, it's over, this surnamed Pang is finished!"

Xu Jing sighed in her heart, she couldn't bear to see the next tragic scene, she simply closed her eyes.

"Ah......h

There was a sudden exclamation around her, as if she didn't hear the sound of screaming, when she opened her eyes, she found that Ruan Luohan's fist actually stopped in the air, what was going on?

She turned her head to look around and noticed that the people around her were all wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

What's going on?

A master could see it clearly, Ruan Luohan's terrifying punch was caught by Pang Feng casually raising his hand.

How is this possible?

Such a big punch, even if it hits the stone, the stone will be smashed into powder, such a fast speed, such a strong power, how can it ......

Even Ruan Luohan himself couldn't believe that all this was true, he stared at his fist deadly, he tried hard to get it back, but where did he shake it in the slightest?

"Xiao Shan, I told you about martial arts against the enemy, the key is timing!

"Look at it, see how I exert my strength!"

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