Like the other three demon kings, Mo Lou was also at a loss when he was first blown into the formation enchantment by a gust of wind.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable...... Ahem! When has this been, you still have the leisure to drop your schoolbag! You have to figure it out, it is no longer a question of whether you are cold in a high place! But your heart is chilling and your whole body is trembling!

There are strong winds every year, and today it is especially strong...... Like a straw, he was blown into the formation qi cover in a daze, and he was stunned for a moment, and was almost imprinted on his head by the Yuanying Zhenren who had been waiting for a long time, with a little dark mark at the center of his eyebrows...... It turns out that this is the hospitality of your human race, and if you don't say a word, you will fight...... A distracted mind was almost smashed on the head by the sanctimonious Yuan Ying Zhenren on the opposite side! Although it was extremely critical, he finally barely raised his arm to support his palm...... But how can the palm strength of that Yuanying real person be so weird! It is said that it is not strong, it is not weak, it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it is sticky and like a big snot, which sticks to the arm and cannot be shaken off...... And the whole arm was soreness and weakness for a while, and when the cold power completely attacked, one arm seemed to be covered by the big snot...... Could this be the legendary incomparably poisonous bones?

After being slapped by him, not only is one arm more or less disobedient, but his heart is even more chilling and trembling!

Oh my God, this year is not only windy, but also strange...... I had never heard of a Yuanying real person who had practiced the Great Snot Skill in the human race! If he really practiced the bones, he would have turned into other people's bones...... He even wants to turn my head into it!

Phew, are you when you are the legendary Yu culture and?

Phew! Even Yu Culture can't mess up!

The roof leak happened to rain overnight...... This time, not only did I meet a Yu Wenhua who saw what he saw, but also the two old men in Xuanyi who described withered and had a little bright yellow logo at the center of his eyebrows, although the palm was a little stiff and weird, but the fist style was not weak at all, just now when he took advantage of the weakness of one of his arms and the empty door was wide open, two pieces of bread were copied and one person punched him between his ribs!

I don't know how long they have been preparing, but they are ignorant and caught off guard, and they actually suffer a big loss just by looking at their faces! Phew, you people who don't pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes...... We can still have fun together!

Well, I think about it! Although those two old men of Jindan don't know who their surnames are, but that dignified Yuan Ying is as angry as a gossamer and has a body like a swimming fish, but he has practiced a good light skill! Needless to say! It must be the Fengyi Pavilion that is famous for his light skills! Phew! Is the big snot skill amazing? Let me let you see the iron fist of the demon clan today!

Let's see if your bones are soft, or my fists are hard!

It doesn't matter if you are Fengyi Pavilion or Yu Wenhua, eat my punch first!

Mo Lou endured the pain, gritted his teeth and waved a pair of iron fists and fought with the three people opposite!

He was originally extremely powerful, but as soon as he came up, he was attacked by the three opposites and was not lightly injured...... Not only was the pain between the two ribs like a pinprick, but an arm that had been half melted off by Feng Yiting was even a little muddy, and he couldn't help it...... The original ten-point strength can now be used at most seven points!

Phew, you are my heart, you are my liver...... One face-to-face and you've left me three-quarters left!

It's messed up, it's messed up again!

......

"Bang!bang!"Fist boxing, fist to the flesh, although the fist wind is whistling, but Zhang Jia and Wang Yi are also deeply cultivated, although the boxing method is a little stiff and weird, the pace is also a little sluggish and clumsy, at first glance it is a halfway monk, and the moves are half-baked...... However, one is crippled, one is missing, and the door is also very tightly guarded, and the six fists of the three people meet in mid-air like raindrops, accompanied by a dense loud sound, and a meteor shower seems to have fallen in mid-air!

Mo Lou naturally gritted his teeth, and Zhang Jia and Wang B also went all out at this time...... Those who come are not good, those who are good are not coming, since they have come, there is no turning back, even for the sake of a happy little day of cultivation in the future, now they must beat the demon king in front of them into a ball of flesh! At this time, the two of them don't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, just get all their true luck, one fist is like a mountain, the other is like a sea, and they just care about hitting head-on head-on!

However, how can the power of the demon king be humiliated, although Mo Lou can't go all out at this time, but after a burst of fists and kicks, Zhang Jia and Wang Yi still can't withstand Mo Lou's huge iron fist, the two of them only feel stuffy in their chests, and their true breath is intermittent and can't continue...... The whistling fist wind of the oncoming Molou almost blew out the wrinkles on their faces! The two of them had been meditating on the top of Tongtian Peak before, practicing diligently, but everything they did was just to increase their cultivation...... Although the two guards practiced the strange moves of holding the remnants and defending the defects, the top of Tongtian Peak is a place to defeat and cultivate, and where would anyone dare to make trouble on weekdays! Although the two of them occasionally fight each other, they seem to be talking on paper, they are all in vain, and they stop at the point, and as for those actual combat experience of life and death, there is no experience at all!

Seeing that it was about to die, Feng Yiting's figure flickered non-stop, like a ghost shadow, and had already turned behind Mo Lou...... It's like a snowflake that doesn't want money, and it seems to be slapping at the back of the Mo Lou layer by layer! Phew! It's not the purpose to turn you into a puddle of sour water from head to toe!

It turns out that Feng Yiting's playing style is somewhat similar to the harmful fruit, and he always likes to go around behind others and smoke cold!

Circumambulating you is not the goal, the purpose is to circumvent you, and beating you is also not the goal, the purpose is to kill you!

After being attacked by the enemy on his abdomen and back, Mo Lou was taken aback in his heart! Although his fist technique was strong, he did not have the Huangquan body technique like Moga, and Feng Yiting buzzed in the back of his head like a mosquito, which made him dizzy...... Helpless, in the end, he could only turn half of his body and resist Feng Yi Ting's bone-turning palm...... Although the two old men in front of him are not weak, they are like two stupid wooden stakes, which are easy to deal with...... However, that Feng Yi Pavilion was really difficult, not only was his palms covered with a soft big snot, but his whole body was also fluttering as if he had lost his bones...... No matter how he turned around, Feng Yiting would always float behind him, beckoning from the back of his head!

Yu Culture & ...... You can't turn anything into the back of your head! This is really a thing to drop a thing! Mo Lou has the power of a tiger and a leopard, but he can't always catch the nasty mosquito that keeps flying around behind him...... The sky is thick and the earth is thick, but what can I do!

Then again, Feng Yiting is also a lazy person, from beginning to end he will never confront Mo Lou head-on, when Mo Lou angrily turned back half of his body and waved his fist at him, he had a little feet and a shake of his body, and he slipped away like a yellow croaker who likes to slip away!

When Mo Lou turned his body to deal with him, Zhang Jia and Wang Yi, who had come to their senses, both swung their fists and hit Mo Lou in the back!

For a while, he made Mo Lou lose his temper!

For a while, there was a fight between you and me, and they were equal!