Wan Peng kept roaring, desperately waving his fists. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info every punch is accurately hit on the opponent's fist. In Wan Peng's hand, there was a black fist glove, which was turned into by the hammer that Jiang Feng gave him before. And the other party has nothing in his hands, and he is completely relying on the strength of his body to collide with Wan Peng.

Under such circumstances, it was Wan Peng who slowly retreated, not the Zhanjiao clan. And as Wan Peng continued to exert force, as the power of the collision became stronger and stronger, the fist gloves on Wan Peng's hands began to crack and were about to shatter. In the other party's hand, a faint black gas emanated.

The roar grew stronger again, and this time, the ground wasn't just a footprint being crushed, or a pit. Instead, where Wan Peng and the Zhan Jiao clan were, a big pit appeared, which was completely driven out by the power generated by the collision of fists. This power, if there were an ordinary person here, it is estimated that it would be directly shattered.

"The power of foodies is so strong, but it seems that it can't hold on. That's not good. Hu Xiaoqiang, who was floating in the air and had black hair turned red, said softly.

Wan Peng and the Zhanjiao clan, after a short separation, the two of them rushed forward at the same time, and swung their fists forward again. This time, Wan Peng condensed the strength of his whole body, and even increased his strength to a level that he had never had before. Although his fists did not get bigger, their strength increased a lot.

The two fists collided together, and the ripples that were stronger than before appeared, and the ground was shattered again, and on the broken ground, when those gravel and dirt floated up, there was a clicking sound on Wanpeng's fist gloves, and his fist gloves actually shattered, revealing the golden fist gloves inside. Wan Peng also stepped back at this moment. The Horn Clan quickly caught up and swung his fist again, Wan Peng could feel that the power of this punch was stronger than before.

The left fist was swung by Wan Peng, and at the moment when his feet cut two grooves on the ground and his body stopped, the left fist went out and hit the fist of the Horn Clan. With this punch, the ground shattered even more. The fist gloves on the left fist were completely shattered, and the golden gloves inside were also exposed. Wan Peng did not slide backwards this time, but directly vomited blood and flew out, falling heavily to the ground. And the Horned Clan, after taking a few steps forward, stood there still.

Wan Peng, who fell to the ground, stood up. His left hand was visibly deformed, and his arm had been fractured. But Wan Peng still rushed out again, rushed towards the Zhanjiao Clan, and waved his fist again, hitting the Zhanjiao Clan. But the Zhanjiao clan didn't move, just stood there, looking at Wan Peng with a smile on his face.

Wan Peng's fist arrived, and he was about to hit the head of the Battle Horn Clan, but it suddenly stopped. The fist wind brought up by the fist blew the clothes of the Warhorn Clan. Wan Peng's fist stopped only a few centimeters away from the Battle Horn Clan.

didn't fight, Wan Peng instead withdrew his fist and looked at the Zhanjiao clan on the opposite side intently. There was still a smile on the face of the Horn Clan, but this smile had stiffened, the life fluctuations of the Horn Clan were disappearing, and the Horn Clan was dying. Wan Peng felt it, and that's why he didn't fight.

"You're strong, much better than me, I'm not as good as you. One day, I will become stronger, and one day, my use of power will surpass yours. Wan Peng said.

Wan Peng didn't make another move, the life of this Zhanjiao clan completely disappeared, and after death, Wan Peng flattened the body of this Zhanjiao clan and put it on the ground. It's a sign of respect for a person of strength.

Hu Xiaoqiang retracted his gaze and looked elsewhere. Although Jiang Feng was being attacked by the two Battle Horn Clans, there should be nothing wrong with Jiang Feng, and Hu Xiaoqiang didn't look at it much. He looked at Ding Li, it was a little far away, Ding Li's situation was very bad, but even worse was Faye Wong. Hu Xiaoqiang wanted to go over to help, but he couldn't move, he knew that the king of the Zhanjiao clan had been staring at him.

Faye Wong has completely no power to fight back, and is completely passively beaten. The same is the ability to smoke, this warhorn clan plays better, and is more suitable for combat. Faye Wong has realized her fate, I'm afraid she will be the first person to die here. She didn't want to die here, so she had to think of something else.

In the continuous beating, Faye Wong's body recovered from the smoked state, and at the moment of recovery, she was punched several times. But Faye Wong did not dodge because of a few punches, but forcibly resisted. At the same time, smoke also appeared on Faye Wong's body, and the smoke also condensed into a fist and went towards the opponent.

The fist formed by the smoke struck over, and it was easily dispersed. Obviously not as strong as the other party. But Faye Wong is still condensing her fists, becoming more and more numerous, and becoming more and more hard. But it's still cracked. When Faye Wong reached the limit, all her attacks were ineffective, the opponent's fist came over, Faye Wong fell, fell to the ground, and tried to get up again, but she couldn't do it anymore.

The Zhanjiao clan came over, Hu Xiaoqiang wanted to move, and Wan Peng also moved. Even Yue Ziling, who had just defeated his opponent, wanted to move, but he was forced back by the sudden appearance of the force, making them unable to move.

The Zhanjiao clan who walked in front of Faye Wong didn't make a move, just looked at Faye Wong. A few seconds later, the warhorn clan reached into his chest, escaped something from his chest, and placed it on Faye Wong's body. Then, the Warhorn took a few steps back.

"You're not a strong enough opponent, but you're a good fit to inherit my stuff. I hope you'll be able to do what I didn't. Warhorn said. But Faye Wong didn't understand.

The Warhorns stood still, their vitality draining rapidly, and they soon died. Faye Wong, who had already sat up, picked up what the Zhanjiao Clan had placed on her, and when she looked at the Zhanjiao Clan, she knew that the Zhanjiao Clan was dead. This Zhanjiao clan didn't kill her, but gave her things, which surprised Faye Wong.

is also very unexpected, and Ding Li. The Zhanjiao Clan, who no longer used chains, Ding Li had a chance to deal with it. At least a tie. Ding Li is not afraid of injuries to his body, he is beaten out of wounds and holes, and he is fine, and he can recover quickly. But all of a sudden, the Zhanjiao clan became stronger, and Ding Li was completely out of action. After a few punches from the Zhanjiao clan, Ding Li was quickly flattened.

Although his body was in the form of liquid metal, he was not comfortable after being attacked like this. Under the continuous attacks, Ding Li had no ability to fight back at all.

When Ding Li was sent flying out more than ten meters, the Zhanjiao Clan moved forward a little. Ding Li had just landed, and the Zhanjiao clan stepped on the ground hard. The ground shattered into a ditch, extending directly to Ding Li, and then I saw Ding Li's body flying straight, and then I saw the body of the Zhanjiao clan disappearing, and when it appeared, when it came to Ding Li's body, he hit Ding Li with a punch, and Ding Li's body was dented. Then I saw the body of the Zhanjiao clan, quickly moving around Ding Li, punching Ding Li's body one after another, and Ding Li couldn't land. Ding Li's body was even more seriously damaged, and it looked like a puddle of metal.

The Warhorn Clan suddenly moved a little farther away, and then from its palms, many chains sprang out, and ran towards Ding Li. Even the chains that trapped the others broke away and flew towards Ding Li together, piercing his body. Ding Li's body soon had many holes pierced by chains, Ding Li also fell to the ground, and the Warhorn Clan also fell to the ground.

"You're not dead, then this starlink will be given to you." Warhorn said. This Warhorn has a translator, so it can be understood.

Ding Li was lying on the ground, with numerous chains running through his body. The Warhorns are no longer moving, and life is disappearing. The chains on Ding Li's body also began to shrink and merge into Ding Li's body. The holes on Ding Li's body, as well as the flattened places, are also recovering.

Meng Tianhao's battle ended quickly, in the middle of the fight, and suddenly it ended. Meng Tianhao failed to kill his opponent, in fact, Meng Tianhao also had a crisis, but the Zhanjiao clan suddenly stopped moving, and then died.

Jiang Feng's place, there are still two Zhanjiao clans dealing with Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng was the one who was attacked by the two Battle Horn Clans among all of them. When the king of the Warhorn Clan said that there were still ten minutes left, the two Warhorn Clans became much stronger. However, Jiang Feng still relied on his own strength and his own combat experience to firmly block it. He's probably the only one who didn't suffer when the power of the Warhorn Clan became stronger.

Jiang Feng, whose body was floating in the air, had several flames condensed into fire snakes around him. The fiery serpents quickly rushed towards a Warhorn Clan. At the same time, Jiang Feng raised the knife in his hand and raised it above his head, around the knife, knife shadows appeared. The sword shadows formed by these vitality quickly gathered together in the air, pieced together into a larger knife, and then slashed towards a warhorn clan.

The Zhanjiao clan, who was regarded as the target, did not flinch in the slightest, but waved the knife in his hand with some excitement, and on the body of the knife, a bright light appeared, looking towards the falling knife.

Jiang Feng used the big knife condensed by the shadow of the sword and collided with the knife that was swinging upwards in the hands of the Battle Horn Clan. A bright light appeared, and the feet of the Zhanjiao clan were very dazzling, sinking into the ground, and Jiang Feng was shattering the knife condensed with the shadow of the knife.

With Jiang Feng's roar, the knife in his hand went down, and the knife condensed by the sword shadow also went down. Then I saw the sword formed by the shadow of the sword shatter and turn into a lot of light, drowning the Warhorn Clan.

The light faded quickly. After the light faded, the Warhorns descended into the dirt under their knees. The sword in the hands of the Warhorn has been broken. On its face, a wound appeared, very shallow, but with blood coming out. However, this will not kill the Warhorn Clan.

The Warhorn Clan didn't move again, the hand holding the broken knife hung down, his eyes closed, his vitality drained rapidly, and he soon died. Jiang Feng, who was floating in the air, waved the knife in his hand again, and went towards the Battle Horn Clan who had just cracked the fire snake. It was the same knife as just now, slashing at this warhorn clan.