Thirty-six Tiangang's toughness was beyond everyone's expectations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The thirty-six people were doing a good job of attacking and defending, and the advance and retreat were orderly, and for a while, many masters in Sin City were actually a little powerless, and even a few had died tragically under the long knife.

Li Cungang's expression was hard to see, what Mo Lao said was really the truth, the internal force in his body seemed to be firmly imprisoned, and it could not be used on a large scale, and even the operation of his internal force in his meridians became extremely obscure, like the friction of raw stones, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, not only Li Cungang, but also other Taibao have this situation, this is just the severity of the degree, the invincible Taibao in the past, but now it is like a tiger that has lost its minions, but it must have its appearance, and there is not much threat at all.

Looking at the direction of the disappearance of the weight mountain, Li Qifeng found that today's sunlight seemed to be particularly dazzling, and the breeze was gentle, but it took away a little warmth, which made people feel a sense of coldness.

Carefully pondered the words of the words of the weight mountain.

-- Li Qifeng believes that Quan Chongshan is definitely not making a big fuss, in the past 30 years of Xuanyuan Chengli's absence, how many games Quan Chongshan has secretly laid out, I am afraid that only Quan Chongshan himself is extremely clear, regardless of anything else, let's just say that there must be people in this other temples in this sin city, but it is better to hide them on weekdays...... After thinking about it carefully, there was no good idea, so Li Qifeng didn't think about it anymore, and the most important thing now was to sit firmly as the city lord of Sin City.

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Although Thirty-six Tiangang has a terrifying ability to coordinate, but it can't withstand the siege of many masters in Sin City, as the saying goes: Punch the master to death, no matter how fierce the hero is, he can't stand Rondo, and in the face of continuous attacks, he gradually loses the upper hand.

Mo Lao Poison stood on one side with a gloomy face.

His eyes kept looking at Zhu Pengfei who was standing calmly, his expression was very hesitant, he was hesitating whether to get in touch with Zhu Pengfei...... This time, he was able to tear his face with the weight mountain desperately and expose all his actions, all of which was due to Zhu Pengfei's existence, and he could only look up to Zhu Pengfei's lofty identity, and of course Zhu Pengfei's instructions he also carried out to the end.

Now the weight of the mountain is forced to leave.

The only real old man lurking in the temple was himself, and Mo Lao's mind became active, and he wanted to climb the big tree of Zhu Pengfei and take the opportunity to reap enough good benefits in the temple.

Think twice.

Mo Lao Poison still suppressed the restlessness in his heart, but he didn't want to leave too bad an impression in Zhu Pengfei's heart, making him feel that he was very eager for quick success.

Suddenly, Mo Lao's body couldn't help but tremble, because he saw Zhu Pengfei, who had been standing still, flying.

In an instant.

The iron sword in Zhu Pengfei's hand was unsheathed.

The body jumped, like a dragonfly's water, and the iron sword kept stirring.

In the blink of an eye.

The seamless cooperation of the Thirty-six Tiangang was disrupted, and the wind blew a pool of showers, and the Thirty-six Tiangang, who was already losing and retreating, completely fell into a mortal situation, and was no longer able to withstand the siege of the Lord's many masters.

Blood splattered.

The corpse lay sideways.

Thirty-six Tiangang's eyes were full of unwillingness.

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From the moment Tiehu quietly left, the mourning dog found the abnormality of the matter, he has been silently observing the changes in the situation, and when the dragon king was defeated by Li Qifeng's sword, the mourning dog's heart seemed to fall from the bottom of the cliff - originally thought that he was hugging a towering tree, but he thought that this towering tree was actually a slender vine.

Someone else can cut it with a sword.

Watching the development of the situation, the mourning dog continued to plan a way out for himself.

The appearance of Thirty-six Tiangang gave the mourning dog the best time to escape from the chaos, and when he was secretly relieved in his heart, a figure blocked in front of him.

-- It's the Tiger King.

Looking at the Tiger King's ruthless look, the heart of the mourning dog couldn't help but worry, in the past, there was the protection of the Dragon Hall, with the support of the Dragon King, he also dared to fight with the Tiger King, and now the Dragon King died tragically, the future of the Dragon Hall is unknown, he has also become a duckweed, and he has no courage at all.

"Tiger King...... You ......"

A smile appeared in the mourning dog's expression, and he said with some hesitation.

The Tiger King's expression is cold, he really doesn't have much of a good impression of the mourning dog, and today's behavior is like a clown jumping off the beam, which makes his heart even more disgusted, this moment is the best time to liquidate, how can the Tiger King spare the mourning dog?

The death of the iron tiger greatly stimulated the tiger king, although it was his order, but the tiger king's heart was still aggrieved by the fact that he killed his own flesh and blood brothers, and he was even more angry in the grievances, and he urgently needed to vent his anger.

Killing people is the best way to vent your anger.

With a movement of his right arm, his five fingers were like iron chisels, firmly clamping the throat of the mourning dog.

The Tiger King's eyes were bloodshot, and the green tendons on his arms were even more violent.

The mourning dog's expression turned red, like a swimmer falling into the deep sea, struggling hard, but everything was in vain.

"Stop. ”

The fierce wolf suddenly appeared in front of the Tiger King, his expression cold.

The Tiger King stared at him and said, "What do you mean?"

The fierce wolf's expression was very calm, and he said slowly: "Keeping him a dog's life, does it have some effect?"

The Tiger King's brows furrowed and he said, "What's the effect?"

The fierce wolf glanced at the mourning dog, which was almost out of breath, and said, "If Li Qifeng wants to sit firmly in the position of the city lord, he needs his support. ”

The Tiger King nodded, and his five fingers were released.

The mourning dog sat directly on the ground, panting heavily, with a pale look in his expression.

The wolf smiled, crouched down, and whispered to the mourning dog.

The mourning dog, who had just walked from the edge of life and death, had the slightest disobedience at this moment, nodding vigorously, very quickly, lest the slow point attract the dissatisfaction of the fierce wolf.

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The Tiger King's expression showed a cold smile.

Looking at Li Qifeng standing on the platform of life and death, the bloody night all over his body seemed to be boiling.

Li Qifeng's ambition is big enough, but his strength is also strong enough.

Now the dragon king is dead.

Quan Chongshan was even more conspiratorial and had to flee like a lost dog.

Now, I'm afraid that Li Qifeng can sit firmly in the position of the city lord.