Zhao Yang's words, Luo Cheng was stunned for a while, he didn't expect the other party to repay the favor!

And, listening to the other person's words, it's intriguing.

Could it be that this Zhao Yang's so-called martial artist walks the world to play black boxing for fun?

Various thoughts came to Luo Cheng's mind.

But soon, Luo Cheng shook his head.

The problem now is that this Zhao Yang's strength is too strong, and he alone can't solve the other party at all!

"Mr. Luo, I advise you to surrender obediently, so as not to suffer more flesh and skin!" Zhao Yang had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I, Luo Cheng, have grown so big, I have never begged for mercy, if you want to kill me, then try it!" Luo Cheng had a touch of madness in his eyes, and he was full of fighting intent.

Rumble!

Luo Cheng burst into a shout, rushed out, and slammed a punch into Zhao Yang's chest!

"Carving insect skills!" Zhao Yang sneered, and also greeted him with a punch!

Knock knock!

The two collided with a punch and retreated one after another, no matter what they were!

"It's worthy of a martial arts master, and he can actually hold my punch!" Luo Cheng exclaimed.

"You're not my opponent, accept your fate!" Zhao Yang said lightly.

"Hahaha! I, Luo Cheng, have never seen any strong winds and waves, and want to kill me, unless I step on my corpse! When Luo Cheng heard this, a hint of sarcasm appeared between his eyebrows: "Just because you also want to take my head?" ”

Swish!

The short sword in Luo Cheng's hand bloomed, and the sharp aura made Zhao Yang's face change slightly.

He narrowed his eyes: "Your weapon is very peculiar, I don't seem to have seen ...... before!" ”

"However, none of this is of use to me, my strength has reached the level of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts Master!"

Hearing Zhao Yang's words, Luo Cheng's face gradually became solemn.

He knew that this martial artist named Zhao Yang was very tricky!

"Mr. Luo, you should understand, I am a martial arts master, and you are just an ordinary person, even if you have a divine weapon, I can still easily defeat you!" Zhao Yang smiled.

Luo Cheng was silent, but there were monstrous waves in his heart.

Although Luo Cheng has the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, his current body is too wasteful, his cultivation time is still shallow, and he has no resources, so his cultivation has always stagnated.

At this time, Luo Cheng even suspected that this Zhao Yang's strength was even stronger than him!

"Martial arts master, I want to learn something!" Luo Cheng said coldly.

Hula!

Luo Cheng's body shook, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards Zhao Yang.

"Humph! Overestimate one's strength or oneself! ”

Zhao Yang's face flashed a trace of hideousness, his body moved, and he slapped Luo Cheng with a palm.

Boom!

Zhao Yang's palm strength was incomparable, forcing Luo Cheng directly back!

"It's so strong!" Luo Cheng's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn! Lao Tzu fought with you today! ”

His body flashed, dodged a few attacks, and slammed into Zhao Yang's back, giving him a slap on the back!

Zhao Yang was in pain and turned around violently.

"Little brute, look for death!"

"No matter how powerful you are, you still can't change the ending that you are going to die in my hands!" Zhao Yang's face suddenly turned extremely hideous, and he suddenly rushed out, waving his fist and blasting towards Luo Cheng.

Disheveled!

The two staggered, fists and palms touching, making a violent muffled sound.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Zhao Yang was shocked and took a few steps back, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes!

What a domineering force!

Zhao Yang took a deep breath, and he felt the blood boiling in his body, as if he had been burned by flames

"Not bad! Go ahead! Zhao Yang drank coldly and attacked Luo Cheng again.

Luo Cheng's pupils shrank sharply, and this time, he used the "Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique" with all his might, and his whole body was like a majestic giant mountain, pressing towards Zhao Yang.

Disheveled!

The two of them shook each other again!

This time, Luo Cheng was shocked three meters away and fell to the ground, his face slightly pale.

"Hehe, your strength is really weak, I'll give you one last chance to live now, and I'll be captured! Otherwise, I will slay you by the sword." Zhao Yang sneered again and again, his eyes were full of disdain and arrogance!

Luo Cheng snorted coldly.

In the blink of an eye, he was back to normal.

"Luo Cheng, I want to see how long you can last!"

Zhao Yang snorted coldly and bullied himself again!

Luo Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly!

He could feel that Zhao Yang's momentum was becoming more and more fierce, vaguely, as if a fierce tiger was about to pounce on its prey!

Luo Cheng's pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and he is losing and retreating, and dangers are everywhere!

However, even in the face of such a dangerous situation, Luo Cheng's face remained calm, and he didn't seem to be worried about his situation.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Hehe, I originally planned to spare your dog's life, but unfortunately, you are looking for your own death!"

Zhao Yang suddenly used his strength and killed Luo Cheng again.

Luo Cheng smiled slightly, not slowly, and slowly shot!

"Hehe, everyone in this world who dares to provoke me has already gone to report to Lord Yama!" Zhao Yang snorted coldly, ready to end Luo Cheng's life.

Sou!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking the sky hit.

I saw Luo Cheng's figure like electricity!

Zhao Yang's eyelids jumped violently, and he hurriedly turned around to dodge the fatal blow.

Whew!

Luo Cheng jumped up, his body was suspended high, and his arms were thrown out violently!

Shout! Shout!

The two daggers were like poisonous snakes spitting letters, shooting towards Zhao Yang in an instant.

Poof!

The dagger directly pierced Zhao Yang's right arm and left rib.

Zhao Yang screamed, his face suddenly distorted, and the pain made him lose his mind!

Bang!

Zhao Yang's eyes were red, and he kicked Luo Cheng in the stomach fiercely.

Zhao Yang's face was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were filled with a strong killing intent: "Luo Cheng! You're so stupid! ”

Laugh at!

A stream of blood splattered out, and the short sword in Luo Cheng's hand cut through Zhao Yang's sleeve, leaving a shocking scar!

Zhao Yang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Luo Cheng with horror: "You actually hurt me?" ”

Luo Cheng's speed just now was too fast, it was simply a ghost!

Burst!

Luo Cheng ignored Zhao Yang's surprise, and reflexively kicked Zhao Yang's kneecap, kicking him to the ground.

Luo Cheng's attack was like a raging storm, and a series of fist shadows smashed down!

Bang bang bang!

A series of muffled sounds rang out, and Zhao Yang continued to howl miserably, and was beaten to the ground by Luo Cheng.