At the moment when Chen Wei fell to the ground, the corners of Mou Li's eyes shrank, and his figure flickered and rushed towards him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the moment when the profit had just started, the priest suddenly reached out and held the profit in his palm, and then with a force, he suddenly pulled back.

"What? Do you really want to keep this kid? The whole tribe knows that you are good to that kid in stone, but you and I know the actual situation behind it best, the two brothers and sisters seem to be extremely close to you now, when they know the real situation behind this, then do you guess they will turn against you or will they still trust you so much as if nothing happened......

After finding that he was being dragged by the sacrifice to stop, a trace of uncertainty flashed on Mou Li's face, and then he seemed to remember something, and suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, and said in the ear of the sacrifice in a low voice.

"Enough!"

Before Profit could finish speaking, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the priest, and he spoke coldly.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

When the sacrifice was angry, Profit's face turned cold, and then he grinned and laughed again.

The priest took a long breath, then slowly closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the priest closed his eyes, the smile on the corner of Mou Li's mouth was retracted, and he walked towards Chen Wei who fell to the ground again, as his footsteps continued to fall, the smile on his face slowly became more and more, and when he walked in front of Chen Wei, there was a sense of killing in his eyes, and he slowly raised his arm.

A "crackling" sound sounded, and the muscles in Mou Li's arm tightened, and then he clenched his fist tightly and swung it towards Chen Wei suddenly.

One foot, eight inches, five inches, three inches......

Seeing that the vinegar bowl fist of Mou Li was about to fall on the face of the unconscious Chen Wei who fell to the ground, Chen Wei, who was lying there with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, those eyes were clear and complicated, with a trace of confusion and a trace of incomprehension, and even some uneasiness.

At the moment when Chen Wei's eyes opened, for some reason, Mou Li's heart suddenly "clicked", and he tightened inexplicably, and the fist that was falling down suddenly stopped in the air.

However, Chen Wei didn't seem to see the outstretched fist in front of him at all, just lying on the ground in a daze, and then his arm moved, and he spit out a word in a low voice: "Grass!"

For Mao Chenwei to have such a big reaction, this matter has to start from the moment he is awake.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his whole body was filled with a tremendous amount of energy from the inside out, this energy was several times stronger than the energy contained in the previous spiritual power in his body, and his body was stronger and stronger than before.

The energy contained in it is greatly increased, and the body is strong and strong, if it bursts out, it must be an ability that makes him frightened, but the problem is that after his divine thoughts enter the spiritual sea, the breath that is most very different from the spiritual power will not make any waves at all, let alone use it, so it evokes a mantra that he has not come out of for a long time.

"No matter what god you are pretending to be, but you have to understand one thing, in the face of absolute strength, everything is empty talk, the past is, the present is also, and the future is even more!"

A loud cry came out, and the eyes of the profit were wide open, and then the arm that was stagnant in the air waved down again and smashed down on Chen Wei's face.

At the same time, the sacrificial priest, who had been closing his eyes in contemplation, suddenly opened his eyes, but still stared at the two of his battlers with his hands behind his back.

The sound of the "Tiger" driving the air flow sounded, and Mou Li's face was full of hideousness, and his fist turned into an afterimage, which fell heavily on Chen Wei's chest.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the fist of profit fell heavily on Chen Wei's chest, and with a "bang" sound, the strength of the fist fell from Chen Wei's chest, and then penetrated through his back, shaking the ground into pieces, and striking a pit in the smoke and dust.

"Whew!"

Hit by Mou Li's fist, Chen Wei let out a miserable low howl without any resistance, a wisp of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was bent up like a shrimp, and his hands and feet were raised high, forming a four-hoof momentum towards the sky.

After retracting his fist, Mou Li was also stunned on the spot, and in Mou Li's heart, he asked himself that even if he didn't use a little tattoo power, he could achieve a blow of cracking the stone with only the strength of his body, but the scene in front of him made him deeply doubt whether he was really old? Because under his punch, Chen Wei was not beaten into a meatloaf as he wished, except for a mouthful of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth!

When Mou Li withdrew his fist, the eyes that the priest had been looking at the front shrank slightly, his eyebrows trembled inwards imperceptibly, his eyes flickered twice, and then a wisp of spiritual power slowly invaded Chen Wei's body.

"No, I remember clearly that this kid is the same as the Zhongzhou monk, and he cultivates the so-called spiritual power, but now in addition to the existence of spiritual power, he can't feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations at all...... No, this has never happened before!"

The spiritual power of the sacrifice continued to scan Chen Wei's body, and then his lips opened and closed, and a sound came out of his mouth, and even a curious look flashed in his eyes.

Just when the sacrifice was babbling, he didn't believe in his own profit and launched several attacks on Chen Wei, and this time he didn't just bombard him with his fists, but used both hands and feet, constantly launching attacks on Chen Wei again and again, beating Chen Wei from the middle of the house to the door of the house, and beating Chen Wei so swollen that he could hardly recognize his original face.

"Stop!"

The profit-making fist was raised again, and when it was about to fall on Chen Wei's body, the priest suddenly spoke loudly to stop the profit-making practice.

"What? Are you soft-hearted? Do you want to raise tigers? Want to wait for him to take revenge on me after teaching that little cub? But you have to understand that Jeongguk was involved in that thing before, so the day when that little cub knows the truth is also the day when you pretend to be a good person!"

When the profit-making fist beckoned to Chen Wei again, he turned his head angrily and yelled at the sacrifice.

"Little cub, he's your nephew, I didn't expect you to be so mad!"

As a burst of black gas drifted by, the figure of the sacrifice appeared in front of Chen Wei, firmly blocking Chen Wei's body, and then pointed at the nose of profit-making and shouted coldly. (To be continued.) )