Lanfeng frowned at the moon, and reached out to catch the smashed object, and the moment he touched it, he felt that there was no power on it, but a burst of wine fragrance came to his nose. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"I heard that the boxing god has two sips, I wonder if I can accompany the next drink?"

Looking at the wine jar, Lanfeng Xiangyue will think of the little senior brother on the mountain of no return, every time he goes to visit him, he will be pulled to drink, drink every day, drink every night, every time the little brother drinks a few glasses and gets drunk, every time it is like that, his own amount of alcohol has been practiced.

Seeing that Lan Feng was holding the wine jar for a long time and staring at it without moving, Nan Tianyang smiled and said, "Could it be the God of Fist, afraid that I will be drugged in the wine?" ”

"It's an honor to have to kill the gods and give wine." Lanfeng didn't talk nonsense to the moon, raised the altar to make a toast gesture, and raised his head to drink.

Seeing this, Nan Tianyang was extremely satisfied with Lanfeng's frankness with the moon, and at the same time surprised at the amount of alcohol that Lanfeng had with the moon, such a binge drinking method, I'm afraid that the Netherworld Maniac was not his opponent.

"Good, good amount of wine." Nan Tianyang did not neglect to catch the wind and the moon, and raised the wine jar and took a few gulps before taking back the wine jar.

"Good wine, good wine, I don't know if killing God can cut love? Gift some more good wine? I can buy more of them. "As a person in the wine road, when I first smelled the aroma of wine, I knew that it was a good wine, and when I drank it, I felt that it was a good wine.

"We'll have to wait until we're done." Killing God Nan Tianyang's eyes were cold in an instant, and his inner breath surged wildly.

Lan Feng put down the empty wine jar casually to the moon, and his inner breath also surged, shouting: "Please advise." ”

The peak combat power is fifteen heavens, and the Xuantian Zigang fist.

In an instant, the fist god Lanfeng Xiangyue was wrapped with purple gang qi, especially the purple gang qi of his fists was the strongest, and the whole person bombarded the killing god Nan Tianyang like a cannonball.

Killing God Nan Tianyang said in his heart: Shoot so fast!

Immediately, steady the pace and perform his gatekeeping skills.

The peak combat power is ten heavens, and there is a lot of money in the sleeves.

In the face of the more than a dozen punches of Zigang punched by the boxing god Lanfeng to the moon, the killing god Nan Tianyang received all the orders.

Lan Feng was shocked in his heart to Yue: the strength of the Killing God Nan Tianyang was really extraordinary, and his attack was like a mud cow entering the sea, no wonder the Killing God could kill so many Ten God Masters one after another.

Under the fame, there will be no vanity.

Nan Tianyang lives up to his name and can afford to be a killing god.

The more this is the case, the more the fighting spirit of the fist god against the moon becomes.

Yes! With a loud roar, the strength of Zigang's fist against the moon instantly intensified.

Seeing that Lanfeng's offensive against the moon had increased dramatically, the killing god Nan Tianyang did not hesitate to return all the Zigang fist strength that had been included in the [Sleeve Qiankun] to Lanfeng to the moon.

The "Zigang Fist Strength" released from Nan Tianyang's sleeve fought to win the "Zigang Fist Strength" of the wind against the moon.

There was no such thing as Nan Tianyang expected, two fists of the same power collided in one place, and they both ended up or canceled each other out, or the power was agitated.

On the contrary, it was the "Zigang Fist Strength" of the boxing god who swept the wind against the moon and was even better, and the "Zigang Fist Strength" emitted from Nan Tianyang's sleeve was dispersed and bombarded towards Nan Tianyang.

Nan Tianyang was slightly stunned: The strength of the boxing god Lanfeng against the moon ranks last among the ten gods, and it should be the easiest one to deal with, but for so many years, I have never heard of anyone challenging Lanfeng to the moon, let alone heard that Lanfeng to the moon was defeated.

Nan Tianyang's sleeve unceremoniously included all the punches of Lanfeng against the moon again, making Lanfeng against the moon repeatedly fail to attack.

Flying backwards, he looked at Nan Tianyang's two wind-blown hand sleeves, and was surprised in his heart: What is the secret in the god-killing hand sleeve? Why was his own attack included, and he was even used by the God of Killing to fight back against himself?

Nan Tianyang stared carefully at Lanfeng Xiangyue, thinking carefully in his heart: The power of the fist he put into his sleeve is not reduced by half a point, and it is impossible to lose so completely when it collides with the fist strength of the same strength. There is only this explanation, and Lanfeng does not know how many acupuncture points have been opened against the moon's pulse, and the power is so strong.

Similarly, Lan Feng and Yue were also staring at Nan Tianyang, thinking about how to crack Nan Tianyang's mysterious and wonderful hand sleeves.

In order to confirm the thoughts in his heart, Nan Tianyang rushed to the wind and the moon with an arrow step.

The peak combat power is fifteen heavens, invincible with both hands, fists.

In order to confirm his thoughts, Nan Tianyang did not hesitate to fight the enemy boxing god with his fist.

The peak combat power is fifteen heavens, and the Xuantian Zigang fist.

Lan Feng to the moon will naturally not be so polite to Nan Tianyang, seeing the opportunity, Nan Tianyang also took the initiative to attack, and the strength he used was just the same as his own strength, if he didn't seize this opportunity, it would be difficult next time.

[Invincible with both hands, fist] hard to touch [Xuantian Zigang Fist].

The two fists collided in one place, Nan Tianyang only felt a strong power surging towards him, his right fist was faintly painful, and he staggered back a few steps before he stopped his body, and looked at Lan Feng Xiangyue with appreciative eyes, and said, "This is the real strength of the God of Fists?" ”

Lan Feng is well-informed as the deputy leader of the Four Seas Gang, and he also understands that the punch just now is a deliberate temptation to kill the god Nan Tianyang, and he also said calmly: "No, fight to the death, my strength can be bigger, stronger, and more fierce." ”

Every word behind the God of Fighters is said sonorously and powerfully.

The [Xuantian Zigang Fist] itself is extremely strong, and at the moment, the wind is only powerful against the moon, and it does not bring out the true essence of the [Xuantian Zigang Fist].

"Good, good, good." After three good words in a row, Nan Tianyang's internal strength surged wildly.

Lan Feng shrank his eyes at the moon: "The peak realm [Dacheng Momentum]!" ”

The strength of the killing god Nan Tianyang is higher than his own, and Lanfeng doesn't feel strange to the moon at all, which is also a matter of course, after all, how can you say that Nan Tianyang is also one of the ten gods of the killing god!

I don't know how the peak realm of killing gods [Dacheng Momentum] compares to the peak realm of other masters [Dacheng Potential]? If it's not the same, then it's not so easy to kill yourself.

Killing gods, killing gods, the peak realm [Dacheng Momentum] may not be your real strength, right?

Lanfeng Xiangyue has never looked down on his opponent, and will amplify and strengthen his opponent's strength, only in this way will he not take it lightly and will not miss any subtleties.

The killing god Nan Tianyang didn't speak, and there was no need to say anything at this time, the duel between the strong was told with strength, not to mention the battle between the ten gods?

The battle of the ten gods is dignified, without any conspiracy and trickery, without any deceit.

Kill God vs. Fist God!

The peak combat power is twenty-two heavens, invincible with both hands, fists.

This time, the killing god Nan Tianyang did not rush forward to punch, but from a distance against the fist god Lanfeng and the moon with both fists, a majestic fist force like a tsunami rushed towards the wind and the moon.

In the face of the God of Fists, the God of Killing wants to defeat the God of Fighters with his fists?

Is this a shame on the God of Fighters? Is it humiliation?

No, the God of Fighters doesn't think so, but instead feels that killing God is respecting himself.

Therefore, the God of Fist cannot be defeated in the fist of killing the god.

The wind condensed the moon and concentrated the internal force on the two fists, and the purple qi wrapped around the two fists, becoming more and more intense.

Just as Lanfeng wanted to make a move against the moon, the tsunami-like fist of the killing god was divided into two, one left and one right, bypassing Lanfeng and the moon.

Lan Feng was shocked by the moon, looked at the fist strength that separated the left and the right, and hurriedly flew back.

This fist that suddenly splits into two is weird!

Lanfeng, who flew backwards, saw the two fists of the divergence, and after wrapping around a semicircle with himself as the center, he suddenly ****.

The two fists of the diversion seemed to have eyes, so that the wind had to strike at the moon, to resist and destroy.

The peak combat power is fifteen heavens, and the Xuantian Zigang fist is both fierce and fierce.

The two fists of the diversion came from one left and one right, and the two fists of the wind and the moon were left and right until they burst out, and the whole person seemed to pose with a "big" word.

Zigang's fist, which is stronger and more ferocious than forward, is like a dragon going out to sea, rushing towards **** like a tsunami.

Two powerful fists collided with each other, causing two powerful winds to erupt on the left and right sides of the wind, surging wildly outward.

Because the flashpoint was too close to the wind and the moon, the wind and the moon covered the purple qi all over the body, and quickly retreated to avoid the blasting power torrent.

After only three or four steps back, Lan Feng's eyes opened violently to the moon, and he heard footsteps behind him, "stepping" twice.

Bad! Lan Feng secretly shouted in the heart of the moon.

The god of killing, Nan Tianyang, used the fist power that was divided into two strands to attract the attention of Lan Feng to the moon, and the god appeared behind Lan Feng to the moon unconsciously.

A punch slammed into the wind and moon vest.

Lan Feng, who felt bad, knew that it would not be someone else behind him, and his eyes had always been paying attention to Nan Tianyang in front of him, and his figure gradually dispersed with the wind.

It's an afterimage!

The peak combat power is fifteen heavens, Xuantian Zigang fist, and the gang qi needle is broken.

Under the critical situation, the wind and the moon detonated the purple gang qi that wrapped around the whole body, and with a bang, it seemed that something was broken, and the purple gang qi shot out in all directions like fragments in the form of thin needles.

It's fast, it's slow.

The fist of the Killing God Nan Tianyang bombarded down, knocking back the Gang Qi detonated by the Fist God Lan Feng to the Moon.

The Gang Qi that was beaten back was only a small part, the size of a fist, and the rest shot towards Nan Tianyang.

Nan Tianyang hurriedly took a step back, and once again cast his sleeve in his sleeve, and collected the purple qi that had been blasted into his sleeve.

However, the purple qi was shattered like a needle, and Nan Tianyang didn't have time to collect all of them in his sleeve, and many of them hit Nan Tianyang directly, repelling Nan Tianyang step by step.

The fist god Lan Feng was sweating profusely to the moon, panting and turning around to look at the killing god Nan Tianyang.

I saw that the killing god Nan Tianyang had bloodshot on his mouth, his eyes flickered as if he had discovered some new continent, and he released the purple qi inhaled in his sleeve and knocked it to the ground, looking at Lan Feng and saying sincerely to the moon: "Do you know the 'mask'?" ”

But it's not asking! (To be continued.) )