"Dai Mubai, be sensible."

The voice was a little leaky, but he couldn't laugh at all on the occasion at the moment, Tang San's patience had been forced to the limit by the three teeth that fell, the Buddha was kind and benevolent, this was the last chance he gave Dai Mubai, if he refused to give up, then don't blame him for opening the big move The Buddha came.

"Sanity?"

"What reason do you want me to take?"

The first rays of sunshine from the two of them hit the side, Tang San looked up, and when Dai Mubai said this, most of his face was shrouded in shadows, hideous and terrifying like a mad dog.

Tang San knew that Dai Mubai was already stunned, and the fragrance made by the aunt who cooperated with the academy to help make breakfast in the cafeteria could be smelled, the bun was indeed steaming, but he didn't expect Shrek to understand his taste, and the first hot bite just out of the pot belonged to his favorite.

If you're in a hurry, then

Let's do it quickly!

I saw him fall to the right and slap his palm to the ground, and his body bounced up with his strength.

The ground suddenly turned into many blue silver grass branches and rose together with Tang San's bounced height, but the blue silver grass was tied to Dai Mubai, and Tang San was better able to distance himself.

It's a pity that whether it is the current tenacity of the Blue Silver Grass, or the hardness or the mandala snake toxin, none of them pose a threat to the thirty-seventh-level Soul Venerable Dai Mubai in the White Tiger Vajra Transformation State.

"This trick doesn't work, I told you about it a long time ago at the Rose Hotel."

Although he was not as able to directly explode all of them like Zao Wou-ki, the tiger claw slashed through Dai Mubai and he easily broke away from the shackles of the Blue Silver Grass.

Not in a hurry to solve this little deflated three, Dai Mubai walked slowly to create psychological pressure on the other party, and secretly decided to torture him and let him taste that kind of taste.

Tang San took the opportunity to pull away and stroke the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges with both hands, but as soon as he finished this action, his back suddenly felt cold and cold sweat broke out.

After all, his soul guide can't really be as good as the pocket of the domineering president, and most of the hidden weapons were lost when he beat Zao Wou-Ki yesterday, which can be said to be very little left, and the hidden weapons all over the ground have not been recycled by themselves, and giving the hidden weapons to the machine in person is tantamount to looking for death.

At this point, the advent of the Buddha of the three major moves of the Tang Dynasty ended as soon as it was opened.

But immediately he came up with a backup plan, and when Dai Mubai was about to get close to his attack distance, the second soul technique parasitism was activated.

The blue silver grass that appeared on Dai Mubai's body again only slowed down his actions, Tang San knew it, and after throwing two lancets, the blue silver grass switched to the Haotian Hammer and smashed down.

"White Tiger Protector!" The momentum of the sledgehammer made Dai Mubai feel that it was not simple, and he raised his arms with the intention of blocking.

"Bang bang"

Tang San's smash made Dai Mubai serious, he planned to change his mind and subdue this despicable villain first.

It makes sense that the blackened combat power is doubled, and the demon Dai Mubai is not afraid of the sledgehammer at all, and only uses his fists and hammers to bombard him with the gain of his soul skills.

Pressing step by step, he forced a little pain and beat Tang San to the ground.

Tang San hated, Dai Mubai once said that the White Tiger King Kong could hold out for half an hour that day he remembered vividly, although he was able to use a sledgehammer to make a head-on move, but the other party's crazy style of play was actually his soul power was being quickly consumed.

If he didn't have the impulse yesterday, if his soul power was in its heyday, if Blue Silver Grass could play a little role, if he majored in Haotian Hammer, if his Haotian Hammer had soul skills that gave him a chance to fight back.

Even if he satisfies any point, he can see a glimmer of hope for victory, but unfortunately there is no if.

In a short period of time, after experiencing high-intensity and high-frequency fights, the speed of Haotian Hammer swinging became slower and slower, and Tang San felt that his arms were as heavy as a thousand catties, as if they had been filled with lead.

"Bang!"

Finally, Tang San took the lead in losing his physical strength, his soul power was exhausted, and the Haotian Hammer, which he couldn't grasp, was beaten off by Dai Mubai's punch and flew aside.

Tang San was exhausted, and Dai Mubai was no better, at this moment he was panting heavily, and his fist bombarded the Haotian Hammer so that the knuckles of his hands were full of flesh, and his right fist was dripping blood.

In the process, Tang San could also throw out several hidden weapons with his hammer, scratching his clothes and bringing out several blood marks on his body, Dai Mubai said in his heart that his judgment was indeed right, this deflated San was a despicable villain who loved to play tricks.

kicked over Tang San, who was powerless to resist, and then stepped on his chest, taking off the clothes that had been tattered by the hidden weapon, revealing three dents and seven scratches on his body, Dai Mubai let out a tiger roar towards the sky, as if announcing the fact that he was the victor to the surroundings.

Tang San lost and tried to make compromises.

"Mu Bai, listen to me, you misunderstood because of the Rose Hotel, that day..."

The first thing Dai Mubai wanted to do most was to give him a big mouth like that day, this despicable villain dared to quibble, and before he finished speaking, he immediately squatted down and threw it around.

"Smack!"

The effect of the White Tiger King Kong Transformation still exists, this merciless slap made Tang San's eyes glow, and the internal injuries that had not healed could not be said to break out again, and he spat out blood as soon as he opened his mouth, and coincidentally spit on the crotch of Dai Mubai's pants.

"Mu Bai, I didn't do it that day, it was the one..."

The stained pants made Dai Mubai disgusted, and as soon as Tang San spoke, he raised his slap again and said, "Of course I know that you don't..." ”

This time, the two of them didn't finish speaking, Dai Mubai stopped because he felt the pain, and looked at the back of his waist, Tang San could actually take advantage of him to relax his vigilance and fight back.

A magic weapon was used as a knife, inserted into his waist at the best time, and this was Tang San's most poisonous one, no matter whether it was mandala snake venom or any neurotoxin, he had quenched it again, and the amount of poison was very high.

Dai Mubai was furious, and his backhand was another one to fan his head, this time Tang San's eyes were blackened and he was almost dizzy, in fact, Tang San's appearance should be powerless to resist, but in order to prevent this despicable villain from making small moves again, Dai Mubai pressed Tang San's hands to the ground with both hands.

At this moment, the door of the dormitory opened again.

……

Ma Hongjun slept soundly in the morning, and was woken up by the noise of ping-pong outside for no reason.

The sun had just risen, Ma Hongjun simply didn't sleep, and his girlfriend Cuihua in the next village yesterday asked him to meet this morning.

After dressing up, he could still hear the sound of slapping, and as soon as Ma Hongjun pushed the door open and walked out, he saw the unsightly scene.

The faces of the two people were very close, and Dai Mubai, one of them, was shirtless as if he wanted the overlord to bow hard, and said something like "You still dare to resist if you are still unconvinced, right?"

The newcomer Tang San was pressed to the ground, his body was still struggling, and he would rather die than give in.

Last night, I told you that there was a man and four beautiful women in the freshmen, but who did you pick that man? Boss Dai, you weren't like this before!

Ma Hongjun was frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Boss Dai, what are you doing here?" People can't, at least not to! ”

Dai Mubai's hand didn't let go, his evil eyes slanted and he glanced coldly: "Fatty, don't care, I have to let him taste my power today." After speaking, he fanned two more pockets.

Tang San was really dizzy at this time, Ma Hongjun could be said to be trembling when he saw it, he thought that he didn't dare to touch the boss's moldy head, what was happening now was not something he could control, so he had to turn around and run to Dean Flender's residence and silently pray in his heart that Tang San would persevere.

Dai Mubai saw that it was over after just two plays, and he was also irritated, and he slapped Tang San's head again like a melon, and made up more than ten slaps with all his might.

Thinking that it should be almost, he has been uncomfortable in the Rose Hotel for several days, this Tang San Shao has been talking for a few months, maybe it is not impossible to make a mistake, he doesn't want Tang San to die for the time being.

After getting up satisfied, Dai Mubai suddenly found that the feeling of dizziness came again, but there seemed to be something wrong, looking down at the lancet that he had just taken off casually, he instantly understood.

Tang San, a despicable villain, actually quenched poison!

The anger was rekindled again, Dai Mubai squatted down again and began to fan Tang San again, the wounds caused by the huge amount of poison carried by the knife had hurt his waist, if it weren't for the resistance gain blessed by the White Tiger King Kong Transformation, he would have fallen long ago.

After a few more fans, Dai Mubai could obviously feel that his hand couldn't exert too much force, and he reacted that this was a precursor that he couldn't resist! If you let this despicable villain wake up before me, wouldn't he have stabbed me backhand?

At the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, Dai Mubai grabbed the quenched knife and was about to take it to Tang San, but unfortunately, the perception of his hand was too weak for him to judge how deep the wound was, so he fell asleep on Tang San's broad and warm chest.

The strength of his soul venerable should be harder than this kid's life, this is the last voice in Dai Mubai's mind.