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A flush welled up on her face, but she forced her back.

This old man looked like a plain punch, his strength was restrained, and his edge was not obvious, but when he really touched it, he found that it turned out that this momentum was huge and unstoppable.

I just took this punch hard, and she was already injured a lot.

In the Happy Valley generation, the blue bird is a queen-like existence, usually strong, when has it been hit like this one after another.

was injured by a young man the day before yesterday, and now he is injured by an old man, it turns out that this bit of his ability is not worth mentioning in front of a true master.

The qi and blood surging up just now, if she could spit out the reverse blood along the qi and blood, maybe the disordered qi in her body would be smoother, and the injuries would not increase.

But for the sake of his ridiculous self-esteem, Blue Bird took the punch hard, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries.

And the short old man just pulled his feet out of the ground as if nothing happened, and sighed again and again.

"It's a pity, such a big girl with a symbol, she has to ask those rough men to dance and play with swords, and now she hurts herself, it's not unreasonable."

Especially when he said the big words, the little old man increased the sound of biting the words.

The blow of the blue bird just now can be said to be a lightning mountain stone, and the momentum is surging, and there is no doubt that the momentum is at least a first-class master.

But this old man just punched the blue bird casually, and looked at the chic gestures, a sense of craftsmanship spontaneously emerged.

If it weren't for the sentence that was said later, revealing a strong aura of obscenity, then the figure of this little old man would definitely give people the feeling of a grandmaster of Yue Zhiyuan.

Even so, everyone secretly raised their vigilance against this little old man who came out of nowhere.

The rouge buckle can occupy a place in Flying Tiger City, and the hidden strength is certainly not something that ordinary people can see through.

And today is just the tip of the iceberg.

The other little old man who stood behind Mei Niang and didn't speak rolled his eyes.

His brother is good at everything, but he likes to talk, commonly known as chatter. And the topics are all about women.

Xu Yu had already come behind the blue bird and held her in his arms, and the strong vitality had poured into the blue bird's body endlessly. looked at the blue bird with pity and said, "Why are you still so strong, I will be heartbroken if I hurt your body." ”

"Instead of having a heartache time, help me kill that old thing." The blue bird said coquettishly.

"He was already doomed to leave this garden when he shot at you." Xu Yu calmed down the blue bird and came to the little old man.

For the first time, the little old man put away that casual smile, because he sensed danger in the graceful middle-aged man in front of him.

It's a very mysterious thing.

Everyone also noticed this inconspicuous middle-aged man, who obviously looked so inconspicuous, but he could be favored by a bewitching woman like the blue bird, and everyone was wondering what kind of skills this man had.

"You're damned." Xu Yu said lightly.

Although his expression looked indifferent, the nameless karmic fire in the depths of his eyes had already burned.

The wind swept the clouds and the terrain was good, and the long knife swept across the sky.

Everyone only saw that there were suddenly stacks of phantoms in the field, followed by a thunderous explosion.

A hurricane rose out of thin air, and a shock wave twice as strong as the previous one rolled out, and the melons and fruits and drinks on the small tables were directly torn to pieces.

Some of the guests who were slow to retreat were not lightly shocked, and dozens of people vomited blood.

The short old man crossed his arms over his chest, and his legs carved two gullies more than twenty feet long on the ground.

Waves of mottled air surged across his arms, and the clothes on his arms had turned to powder in that instant.

This blow was unusually domineering and imposing, like waves stacking on a thousand mountains.

Before the little old man could catch his breath, Xu Yu's fist appeared in front of him again.

Li Xuan had already escorted Lin Yushu to retreat outside the safety line, watching Xu Yu's figure shuttling, but he was thinking in his heart that if he used Bu Bu Shenglian to fight him, would he still be able to capture his figure?

Xu Yu's fist is not big, but it is full of destructive power, all the strength is restrained, the charm is subtle, and the grandmaster's demeanor is undoubted.

He had the upper hand at the beginning, and at this time he was even more unforgiving.

"Waves Stacked on a Thousand Mountains" pays attention to gathering momentum and moving, destroying the withering and decaying. At this time, Xu Yu was full of energy, his divine consciousness was penetrating, and he had the power of opening mountains and cracking stones between his gestures.

Although according to the battle just now, Xu Yu had already sensed that this little old man was the most disadvantaged and was also a master at the peak of the first grade of the grandmaster, but the battle between the masters was often instantaneous.

If you lose the opportunity, it will be difficult to get it back.

The second punch had already swept over with the power of the mountains and the sea, and the sound of the turbulent tide could already be faintly heard all around.

The air within a radius of ten zhang was frozen by this punch, as if there were layers of shackles tied to the little old man's body.

The protective qi outside his body had already vibrated violently, as if it would overflow in the next instant.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

At that glance just now, as long as you are not blind, you can see that this little old man is already a step behind.

And the thunderous blow of this second punch, most people don't realize that this little old man can catch it.

Of course, most of these people do not include the few masters in the field, and Li Xuan feels that this little old man is far more than that.

Sure enough, when Xu Yu's punch rushed over, the little old man's eyes flashed.

It was a concrete manifestation of the spirit condensed in the body to the apex, the vitality of the whole body boiling sharply, and erupting from all the knots.

He saw waves of majestic qi rushing on his body, like a torrent of waves, and the protective qi that was about to collapse condensed again.

Xu Yu's fist smashed on the little old man's body protection qi, causing a circle of ripples, although it was still moving forward slowly, but it brought buffer time to the little old man.

A dense bone popping sound came from the little old man's body, and in a very short period of time, hundreds of bone interactions were carried out, bursting out with unimaginable male power.

A scorching and bright wave of air rushed from the little old man's shoulder armor down his arm to his fist, and the dazzling white light radiated on his fist, as if burning his muscles and bones.

It is rumored that the ancients were chaotic, and then there were emperors, emperors of the earth, emperors of people, and three emperors opened the sky, so that there was the prosperity of the human race in later generations.

"The Three Emperors Open the Heavens."

A deep voice shouted from the little old man's mouth, with piety, with solemnity.

His fist completely turned into a white mang, and it slammed into Xu Yu's fist.

"Bang."

There was a loud bang, and a round of white light spread around, and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

An even more intense shock wave radiated in all directions, and the bodies of Xu Yu and the little old man each flew backwards, leaving a scorching vacuum channel in the air.