"It's not suitable, this stinky boy is not right. Strange, what doesn't fit ......!

Toba Bear muttered to myself, my eyes fixed on Hong's pain.

At first glance, there is no inconsistency between Hong's revision and the revision made three days ago, but if you look closely, you will always feel that something is wrong. If Hong's pain had come too late and calmed down a little, he would have had a feeling of unease. Suddenly, when he didn't come, his heart was scared of meat skewers.

How nice it feels!

Tuoba Xiong was sad for many years, but when he stepped into the soul court and walked past his opponent Ma Chun, he suddenly found that Hong Chun, who should have given Ma Chun half a head pain, was almost as tall as Ma Chun in armor.

It's only three days, and suddenly half of your head is short, what does this mean?

Toba Bear was suddenly in awe.

Ordinary people can only get stronger and stronger with practice. After painful effort, the body is not high, but semi-short. There is only one explanation, that is, the realm does not change, the strength increases in a short time, and the muscles and bones are greatly tightened and contracted. For the masters, this is the real power!

Significant!

This battle is getting more and more interesting, the more delicious and bitter it is. Don't let me kill you easily!

Toba Bear's face is serious, and his tongue sticks out to lick his lips.

The body violently exacerbated the pain, gave him danger and pressure, completely stimulated his beast, wanted to stand in place and in pain, and tear him to pieces with his bare hands!

People are talking about if Hong's pain does not go to the soul to compete to face his opponent Ma Chun. At the same time, the battles of other teams.

After defeating Ma Chun, Hong's pain rested as usual.

He didn't go far either, so he sat cross-legged outside the Soul Arena. The people around him were noisy. If he doesn't make rapid progress on this matter, he will continue to practice.

The Yanqiu Palace is highly hierarchical, and the female Doufeng disciples must seize resources at the first level. In the eyes of the world, the Yanqiu Palace is powerful, in the three hidden in the holy land of the Lingwu Palace, in the palace to see the children said, is a powerful jungle that eats weak, the Ming Dynasty faced here without private games, this is undoubtedly a powerful conspiracy to do whatever they want, some sleep, only the tail gray slippers.

The pain of not having anyone to learn or practice quickly caused dissatisfaction among the palace masters.

A giant accustomed to bullying, the first to come to Hong Pain, or the first to feel the eyes of her disciples and the Nine Great Guardians. Instead of using a sword, he sat down cross-legged and stretched out his right hand with his high muscles in front of Hong's pain, pretending to be polite. "Hong's pain, huh? Come on, try who is more powerful and make friends, shall we? ”

The huge Chinese dress smiled and even sat to the side. Look, the little girl became tall, three meters tall. Sitting opposite, like a painting on a mountain, sore and crowded in front of the momentum of the flood peak. Although the same pure horse is Lingwu No. 7, he has never seen the peak, and the realm is painful, but his strength is amazing. Only when he was in power, nearly ten smoke balls in the palace swept away the Eight Kings Kong and five hundred disciples under the Nine Great Protectors, and decided to dismount Hong Yuan in the best way.

"What's your brother's name?"

Hong's right hand stretched out, pain and slight pain, and the giant's suffering was clear at a glance.

"Liu Zhuang."

The giant grinned, gripped Hong's right hand, and grinded hard.

In the Smoking Palace, Liu Zhuang is known as the king of strength. No one has magic. He has amazing strength and is known as the King of Strength. Whoever sprains his wrist with him shall die, or be thrown away, and the bones of his hands shall be broken immediately.

People around us are watching it. There was a disaster in the cinema. They sneered and sometimes shook their heads.

Liu Zhuang is tall, tall, honest, and has more eyes than anyone else. Over the past decade, I don't know how many people have deceived him with his shallow and honest smile. A painful birth in the sky made him the first place on the seventh team and then won a valuable goal. But after Liu Zhuang's trick, his right hand became a waste. Of course, in the subsequent duel. Death without a doubt!

The pain of coming out of the Soul Arena became a little burning again.

Liu Zhuang, a big man, had a cold face, smiled secretly, and added a stick. However, it is estimated that the screams in the material were not heard, and if they did not occur, Hong would still be sitting still.

"Ah, how is that possible?"

Liu Zhuang is incredible. He gritted his teeth with all his might, and five fingers burned red bars of iron on his aching hand. He was so tired that he could feed. He was always indifferent to pain, as if he was being held in the hands of a giant, and Liu Zhuang was not his hand.

"I'm in a good mood, it's really good."

For a long time, when Liu Zhuang was grinding his teeth and sweating profusely, Hong smiled sadly and suddenly grabbed Liu Zhuang's hand. Liu Zhuang, a giant who once persuaded people to run around the palace, suddenly screamed like a pig, his fingers connected to his heart. In a moment, the pain was like ten fingers being crushed by Hong's grief.

"Big fingers make fighting more comfortable."

Mr. Liu An was a big man, and he didn't have painful hopes, but his sour face didn't change its color. He had no choice but to add a stick. Liu An was tall and tall, and suddenly his limbs twitched, and his whole body trembled. His mouth was open, and he couldn't even scream, so he could only grunt a few times, and his soul was quickly in pain.

Hong Lei's pain has always maintained a kind of strength, and Liu Hao, who is brave enough to cover you, has been trying to suffer inhuman suffering. After a while, the intensity decreases slightly. "Why are you still so strong?"

"I'm not strong, I'm no longer strong, and then my name is Liu Buzhuang, brothers give up their lives, give up their lives..."!

Liu Zhuang was busy begging for mercy.

He was tormented so much by Hong's pain that he was more miserable than lazy and irresistible. He didn't want to walk. He kicked an iron plate because he definitely shouldn't have kicked it.

"Be louder, I can't hear you."

Hong Yuan's face was flat, and suddenly he added some strength to his hands. A scream of grief suddenly rang out in the competition of souls.

Hongyuan's strength quickly won people's respect. No one dared to disturb him anymore. There are large open spaces everywhere in Hongyuan.

This is the situation of Yanqiu Palace, it has a certain status, not necessarily, just a dull person.

New openings come one after another, and eyes soon shift to the soul of the game, with only one person still coming to watch Hong's pain.

Tuoba Bear's face was gloomy, and he looked at Hong's pain like a viper.

During these three days, Hong's pain must have given him a calm sense of fear and anger. I don't know how Hong's pain was learned from Ray the landlord of the Stone House and the Fengyun Mansion over the past few days.

The greater Hong's pain must be, the faster he will be defeated and killed in public. This is exactly what the Tuva bear expected. He hoped to overcome Hong Lei's pain in public, make him sweat, and torture him severely. But if Hong's pain must be too high, then ......

Toba Bear suddenly felt a little nervous, and a sense of worry came over him.

Knowing this, three days ago, I would not have ignored the vague thunder barrier and extinguished a hundred kinds of pain so as not to change! Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.