Zhang Gong, a banana dream, came from a tall young man. A high, large head supports the sleeve, and the right sleeve with a high ticket eagle wings. The strength of the body, if there is no real ball, if ordinary people seem to be practicing, it gives you the feeling that it is very dangerous, and it seems to have a vague Black Xuanwu Seven Nights Master to do.

"Who are you?" Hong Xiaoling's pupils of pain were shrinking, like an enemy.

"Zhu Hongtu, of course, if you want, you can call me Tu Afu!"

The young man slowly walked in front of the pain and suffering. His pace is slow, but the pace of each step is measured in meters, not much.

Hong Yuan's face was still frozen, and he remembered the name.

Zhu Hongtu, a man who called himself Tu Afu, stood up and faced each other with cold air. He couldn't feel any of the ball's movement and the force that killed the gas, but the sense of danger in his heart soared.

"Are you here to kill me? Who sent it? ”

Hongyuan took a deep breath, cold and quiet.

The feet on both sides were getting closer and closer, smaller than the abbot's feet. For the master, this is an arrow foot.

Zhu Hongtu gives people the feeling that it is too dangerous. Hong's pain is not ready to ask for help from the Silk Horn, and he has no intention of calling Longfin. If he is not an opponent, the dragon points are the same, it will not come, it will only kill him in vain.

"Kill for any reason?"

Zhu Hongtu took another step forward, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. Say, "You won't offer a bounty of five thousand mysterious stones." "Are you welcome to have someone assassinate you? Why, afraid? ”

"No reason, come on!"

Hong Yuan stood up to his waist until he was pinned down by the big red map. They glanced at each other and unexpectedly walked head-to-head, tapping one of each other's ears.

In the first case, both sides are just exploring, leaving a little leeway for each to see the level.

The second step, followed by the same slapping, coin-to-coin.

This time, Hong's pain apparently forgot about the wind. The vermilion lines hadn't moved, not even the big hat on his head, but Hong's pain had taken three steps back, and the tiger's mouth was angry.

"That's great. You're sure to get my three successes and come back! ”

Zhu Hongtu's voice was bitter, afraid of meat skewers.

There are only three successful powers, so powerful, that is, fast and black python black blood do not shoot up and down?

Who can handle it?

Yes...

The palm wind is strong, sudden, so much pain and sorrow, can only leave in a hurry. Zhu Hongtu's body was still motionless, as if a hand had slapped it, Hong's pain retreated seven steps, and the sea qi and blood stains on his body washed up the river.

"Come again!"

Hong's pain was intense or flowed down the blood, and the ticket body pounced again, or the arm suddenly flashed blue, sacrificing or the treasure on the arm.

No matter how strong the owner is, once the arm is stiff, it is also from the slaughter of the fish!

Zhu Hongtu walked up, his face calm, as if he didn't know that his arm was still so strong. However, just when Hong felt that he wanted, Zhu Hongtu, who claimed to be a murderer, suddenly accelerated to the front, the five fingers of his right hand were well extended, and suddenly grabbed Hong's painful wrist, pulled it forward, pushed it back, or his arm was knocked to the side, and the dazzling light disappeared far away.

Ferocious!

Hong Yuan pulled himself out ruthlessly, retreated, raised his arm again, and the blue light lit up again.

Hongyuan faded, Zhu Hongtu successfully persevered and walked up. With a slap, Hong's body trembled in pain, or the arm on the mountain attacked again and fell, and the blue light swept across Chu Hongtu's right leg.

"Red Spike hurts, this guy must give you too much strength, don't let him get close!"

The Blood Bat King's voice suddenly rang out.

Hong Yuan suddenly looked at Xuanwu Whirlwind's body, walked down step by step, and suddenly turned over or arm. But it was too late or to go up the mountain, and Chu Guo appeared in front, such as presenting the case. Where the flood reaches the sore place, there is only a big fight in the Chu place, and the strength and speed of the flood are completely suppressed by the pain, and even die in the arm of the mountain, and the heavenly fire cannot exert any power.

In front of the ordinary Xuanwu Seven masters, Hong's pain was not afraid, and his speed and strength were not inferior to color, or even worse. But in front of Zhu Hongtu, he must be suppressed by A, and he can only be passively recruited. Every set, every thing is not crafted, and there is no place where people can feel powerful.

This feeling of being completely suppressed suddenly reminded me of a man, the son of a black python, Black Blood.

Like the black blood of the python, Zhu Hongtu did not sacrifice any big killer and did not create any magical power, that is, they were very uncomfortable with a simple blow and a slap. With only two or three successful brigades, they would be able to destroy most of the seven Basalt Masters!

Pop music, one after the other.

In the crowding of Chu's existence, there was a serious problem with only one copper coin attacking the painful Hongchu. Faster and faster, to the end, don't sacrifice yourself, even arms or mountains, Sha Piao Tea has no time to feel. In just a few breaths, the two of them touched the coin seven or eight times, and their heads were stretched out, and if they didn't exist, they would soon erupt into sharp pain in their internal organs, and their skin would faintly ooze blood. Zhu Hongtu's attack was hand-to-hand.

"Yes, the descendant Tianhuo Old Man has the ability, that is to say, the realm is a little lower."

Zhu Hongtu shook Hong's body again, smiled, and stopped suddenly. The poisonous gas in his body dissipated like a tidal wave.

Hong gasped for breath and fell down in a big gulp, knowing that he was far away from his opponent's opponent. He felt that Chu Hongtu's poisonous gas had disappeared, and he felt relieved and suspicious. Why don't you kill me?

"Why did I kill you?"

Zhu Hong cut his face like a knife, smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Butcher, you still call me butcher directly like other brothers!" ”

"Grief and pain!"

Hongyuan reached out and squeezed their big hands together.

Zhu Hongtu's origin is mysterious, but I don't know why, the pain on her body doesn't feel any enemies, that's what I intuition. Just now, the other party was obviously magnanimous!

"In the world, the most important magic is the body itself, and sometimes there are no good treasures to use. Master, he has a strong fighting spirit and is not strong enough, and he is definitely not far on the path of cultivation. Flood pain, you have to remember. Even if your body isn't well trained, what a luxury it is to see the power of a big killer!

Tu Man looked Hong's pain up and down, a little partial to reciprocate, and a little regretful.

Hong's way of eating is painful, and he has always been in his eyes, and he likes it. Unfortunately, trying to fight alongside him, Hong's painful correction is still a bit bad.

"Understood, thanks for the suggestion!"

He had already understood. This is because he almost forgot the essence of his cultivation when he encountered the miraculous Huangquan Bell, the Heart of Heavenly Fire, or the Arm of the Mountain.

"Hongchou, have you heard of the Hero Sewing Alliance? Are you interested in joining us? The native opened the mountain gate, personally tested Hong Yuan's affirmation, and explained his intentions.

No.

Hong shook his head in pain, and then said, "What's the benefit of joining the so-called Heroic Righteous Seam Alliance?" ”

"Hahaha, it's not good, it's worse."

Seeing the pain until the flood passed, what is good, Tu Nan smiled, his love is true, straightforward, the most difficult thing is duplicity, this sentence can be said very clearly, read the latest chapter of the "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.