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"You, you ......"

Zhou Lu raised his head stupidly in fright, and pointed with trembling hands, as if he was too frightened to move.

On the altar, Red Shura's anxious heart was about to jump out of his chest.

The power of the Ghost Shadow Clan's peerless learning is by no means imaginable to ordinary people, no one can avoid that type of claw shadow in the front, and the infinite back moves contained in such a claw have long blocked all the back roads of the fat man, and the red Shura can see that the fat man is not unable to hide, but he has no way to avoid it at all.

Red Shura didn't know why she was so worried about that fat man, was it because the fat man died, and she would never have a better end?

Looking at the fat man whose face had twitching muscles, but who was standing helplessly with clenched fists and couldn't dodge, Hong Shura burst into sweat on her forehead, and she really wished that she could have a rope in her hand and pull the fat man out from under the shadow of her claws.

The claw shadow of the night fire, with a whistling wind, swooped down in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the claw shadow of the night flow fire is too close, this distance, I am afraid that no body method can escape under the claw shadow of the ghost shadow pupil. Nightflow didn't even need to prepare to change moves or change directions, there was no time, there was no need, all he needed to do was to grab it with a claw.

A sharp wind slammed into the ground, and the tips of the claws with the color of gold and iron pierced straight to the top of Zhou Lu's head.

"Die ......"

The night fire roars.

At the entrance of the cave, the guards and Feng Mei were all desperate. This fat man walked in like that, just to let people catch him to death with one claw to vent his anger.

If he really had that purpose, then he succeeded.

Red Shura was also desperate and ready to close his eyes in despair.

At this moment, the muscles on the face of the frightened fat man on the ground twitched violently, and he suddenly moved.

At the moment when those two sharp claws were about to graze inward with their strength, the fat man made a mistake with his two feet, and suddenly turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, like a whirlwind, letting the two claws slide past him.

No one could describe the strange smoothness of this rotation, and the Red Shura only felt that with a flower in front of him, the two claw shadows of the night fire had already hit the air.

Because of the excessive force, the body of the three village masters suddenly fell downward, and a frightened look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Zhou Lu twisted his body and rotated, and his chubby leg kicked in a volley with lightning speed, and a terrifying gray shadow "wooed", and the whip leg slapped the chest of the main Sanzhai who was swooping in the air.

There was a muffled sound that made people's teeth ache, and the master of Sanzhai was whipped out of the way by this whip leg, and his feet fell to the ground and slid backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood with "wow".

"What?" everyone was startled.

In the eyes of everyone, a fat lightning almost teleported, an afterimage of "swish", the fat man pounced on it with a strong step, his claws like iron hooks in the chest of the night fire tore five deep blood marks that could be seen, and then a side step elbow hit, the tip of the elbow hammered to the chest of the night flow fire.

Then the fat man's leg slapped the coquettish old tree roots, and he tripped at the feet of the night fire, and Zhou Lu's elbow hit immediately turned into a punch, and it hit the night fire chin. The night flow fire was unstable and fell backwards, and Zhou Lu stepped forward and struck a vicious cannon into the sky......

"Bang", this punch hit the face of the night fire, and the eyes of the night fire were almost beaten, and he screamed in pain, and his body was thrown out sideways like a broken sack, and he slammed into the mountain wall three feet away behind.

The skeleton of Night Drift Fire was almost knocked apart, the ribs on his chest were broken many times, and his strong chest was deflated like a leaky balloon, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

The guards on the other side of the cave were all dumbfounded, and the red Shura on the altar also opened his mouth wide, and his pretty face was full of disbelief, and he was dazzled by the fat man's lewd old fist.

"This fat man, is the fierce god possessed?"

These few rabbits fell up and down, extremely fast, and the attack was as fierce as a storm, and it was not allowed to take a breath in the night fire, only in an instant, the arrogant Sanzhai master was beaten by a coquettish fat man with a writhing buttocks, and his face was bruised and swollen, and he was covered in blood.

That dead fat man, when he has a little upper hand, he really beats him to death.

The night fires were stunned.

He was as wolf as if he had been scratched by a shrew, his eyes were bruised, and the corners of his mouth were torn open by the fat man's salty pig hand at some point, and he was almost at the root of his ears.

No one could describe the horror, anger, and humiliation of the night fire, and he gasped wildly.

A dead fat man who didn't enter the stream at all in his eyes, a slut who was ready to play to death little by little, suddenly he miraculously rushed in front of him, and he was so brave that he completely ignored his ghost shadow martial arts, and he couldn't raise his head in front of everyone after an old punch.

For the proud Night Drifter, this is simply a great shame in his life.

Zhou Lu was still rushing forward reluctantly, scolding while rushing:

"Little bastard, the wings are so hard that you don't even recognize your father? I dare to fight back after scolding you a few words, I'm sorry for your mother if I don't kill you today." ”

"You ......"

The night stream fire almost died of anger.

There was silence in the mine, looking at the chubby figure, the round-faced Feng Mei and the guards of Brother Dao opened their mouths widely, and they couldn't close it for a long time.

The world is crazy.

It turns out that the fat man is such a ruthless character.

Even the master of the three villages can be beaten in seconds, is he, is he close to the ruthless man like the master of the big village? But how could such a ruthless person be willing to run to Heihu Mountain and become a nobody?

Brother Dao remembered that their brother was still playing with this fat man like a fool when he was gambling, and his heart twitched with fright.

But what no one knew was that Zhou Lu was now boiling with an indescribable pleasure, and he was about to bubble his nose.

It didn't take long for Zhou Lu to achieve the Brute Cyclone and the Ten Barbarian Veins, and it had only been two or three months so far. When no one knew, this fat man trained himself in a crazy way, especially after entering the wilderness, there was life and death pressure on his body every day, in order to survive, as soon as he had time, he would use all the martial arts he knew to control and practice over and over again with ten brute veins.

Now, the way the ten brute veins operate is almost instinctive for him.

In the past, Zhou Lu's strength was low, and with his character of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, he never fought hard with high-level hunters with real swords and guns, so he didn't know how strong he was now, and before coming to the mine, he also learned from various sources how terrifying the strength of the young master of the Ghost Shadow Clan was.

When he walked into the mine, he was still worried in his heart, but as soon as he got started, Zhou Lu suddenly appeared, what kind of stunt and that stunt, under the ten brute veins, they are all scum.

Ten brute veins, that's a magical power that only peak hunters have. No matter how strong the night fire is, there is still a big gap between the high-level hunters, the top-level hunters and the peak hunters.

Ten barbarian veins control the body, and any kind of trick can turn decay into magic in Zhou Lu's hands.

When the claws of the night flow fire were grasped, Zhou Lu could even clearly sense that he could completely grasp the battle situation, and that sense of control made this fat man beautiful, it turned out that I was such a strong man.

Zhou Lu was excited, and his face of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard was undoubtedly exposed again.

Anyway, that dead pervert can't beat him, how could Zhou Lu not beat the water dog. Because of the first start, Zhou Lu had a round of lewd combination of old boxing, and the main hit of Sanzhai couldn't find the north.