"You dare to admit defeat, Lao Tzu will let you drink porridge for a month, and there will be more than ten grains of rice in the porridge, and I will follow your surname!"

The fat man seemed to be running fast, the car was stepped on and braked suddenly, his body was burning, and the business body even maintained a forward posture because of his lack of inertia. It was only after everyone recognized it that they understood that the fat men were in the third battle He Dazhu.

Countless people have imagined what kind of demeanor the third master of the Qiankun Sect used in the battlefield, or as high as mighty, or Yushu in the wind, or ruthless, they trembled and wanted to turn upside down, but every time they wanted to be in the battlefield again, Ju Ran made a strange appearance.

The fat man stood and planted again, his fat face wrinkled into the shape of a bun, his little short legs stretched out, and he retracted his lai, very hesitant, helplessly facing Dong Linyun, hoping that Dong Linyun could change his mind. Earlier in the shopping mall, it recognises the group and asks around what the situation is going to be in the bottom of the opponent in this battlefield, Sun Weixi's fierce name is known early, and it is easy to solve it, with how to reach the pillar of the center, where do you dare to do business!

"If you can win, you will have enough chicken legs for each month, and after you eat it, you want to pour chicken legs and want to vomit!" Dong Linyun and Xie glanced at He Dazhu funny, and said leisurely.

The fat man's eyes shone green, and his fat body stood up straight suddenly, and the breath of the Divine Sea emanated from its body in an instant. Many people opened their mouths in surprise again, and each of them was very worthy of the fat man, and Ju Ran made the god Haiti repair.

Donglinyun himself has thought about really taking down the three percent of the four Da sects, and it is said that Qi Wenyao will be properly arranged for this battle, and after making up for it, he has found that after the development of the Qiankun Sect is strong, He Dazhu is completely enterprising with all the guys.

In the past, he was worried about the safety of the east of the clouds, and he was not angry with his brothers, and he was bloody a few times. Can now it know that the thief is in the east of the cloud and the cultivation has not made up for it, and it needs to worry about what it needs to worry about, so it eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats, and in just one month, it has been fat like a meat ball.

He Dazhu, the thief of Yunzhi in the east, will definitely win Sun Weixi, and every time he plans to win it, he arranges a boy shopping mall, so that it is purely worthy of making up for it, hating iron and making up steel, and wants it to suffer a little.

"Who made Sun Weixi, who made Lao Tzu fight on the ground? Hurry up and die, after beating Lao Tzu, you still have to eat chicken legs!" The fat man's arrogant voice sounded, and Sun Weixi, who was walking towards the field in the distance, instantly turned green.

"Who, who will fight with Lao Tzu? Hurry up and die to Shang Lai, after beating Lao Tzu, you will still eat chicken legs!" the fat man shouted loudly. Sun Weixi gradually approached with a dark face, remembering the bloody deeds he had just heard about, the fat man couldn't help but make up for it and began to take a few steps back.

"Ahem!" Dong Linyun coughed softly, the fat man wrinkled into a bun and his fat face turned green, the wolf in front and the tiger in the back, and ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart ran wildly.

"Damn, fight!" the fat man gritted his teeth, and tightened the belt of his trousers that were pulled by Donglinyun. After making up for it quickly, he said to Sun Weixi, who had already fallen in front of him, and said to Sun Weixi, who had already fallen in front of him: "Can you make up for it when you start later?" I'm afraid of pain!"

"Haha!" The audience laughed one by one, two consecutive competitions, Taiwanese businessmen trembled very nervously, and the fat people were only after the scene, and the laughter stopped every time. When the east was in the clouds, he rushed to the merchant and kicked a few times at the fat man's fat buttocks, which really made him lose his home.

Sun Weixi had seen the ferocious demon beasts, he had seen the arrogant masters, and he had killed the Yang Bingmen with his hands and taken a few cultivators, but because he was not jealous, he secretly calculated his fellow disciples, and even dissected and studied their corpses. It can make an opponent like He Dazhu, and it also makes the first time it knocks down, and it makes up for how the thief describes He Dazhu to give it a feeling, a scoundrel, shameful, pathetic, but it is proud, no matter what kind of feeling, it trembles and recognizes, and it fights with it.

Sun Weixi's voice was hoarse, as if two hard stones rubbed against the sound, which sounded good, but it made a deep memory, at this moment it seemed to be worthy of an ant and a fat man in front of him, and said lightly: "You make up for my opponent!

The onlookers recognized and made up for Sun Weixi's words, and even nodded lightly. And nodding his head the fastest, which made Sun Weixi say a word, He Dazhu. It was not enlightened by contempt and humiliation at all, but nodded its head vigorously, and said loudly: "Do I think that I can make up for every way, I want to drink porridge for a month!

Zhao Weizhong thinks that he is no longer able to complain, and he can't describe it in words to the fat people.

"You are simply a disgrace to the monk!" Sun Weixi's temper can be mended, although he burns it to mend the crumbs and fights with the fat man in front of him, knowing that the thief is now and then recognizing every possibility. can only be used to shoot a fly to death, hurry up and be quiet.

The iron rod of the hand planted the ground and the eyebrows were inserted into the soil in front of him, and Sun Weixi was completely eager to use his weapon, and he used his feet hard, and he rushed towards He Dazhu like a cannonball, leaving only two small pits in place.

With Sun Wei's fist in front of him, He Dazhu's fat face and sweat flowed down like a stream, and there were a few wet traces of the red samurai uniform that was soaked with sweat. It is timid, it can make up for stupidity, make up for the first battle, it knows that the thief has every chance to retreat, if Sun Weixi really punches it again, it is estimated that a few chicken legs can be raised.

"Is it really Lao Tzu to make a sick cat? Tell you to listen to it, do you understand?" He Dazhu's fat face was twisted, and he clenched his hands into fists and walked towards Sun Weixi. Recognize the trembling and compassion of the heart, can be defeated Sun Weixi like a steel giant fist, and then can be He Dazhu white and fat like a steamed bun hand, many people have appeared in their minds to take the white head was smashed by the hammer only after the blood splashed scene, and the knowledge and consciousness of the burning He Dazhu pinched the sweat.

"Bang!" the two fists collided again, and then the fat man screamed like a pig, and it was clear that the two fists intersected and moved, but the fat man seemed to be tortured by some kind of non-confession, and called the ground to call one miserable.

With a fist intersecting, the fat man took five or six steps back before stopping, and Sun Weixi took two or three steps back! Many careful people already felt that the atmosphere of the inverted field was dignified, Sun Weixi raised his eyebrows, and lowered his head to take a hand that he had just hit the ground.