readx;? Among the inner disciples of the Holy Weapon Sect, Wang Dali is extremely ordinary, and because of that wrong remark, it also made him a joke, people are like this, others hate a person, maybe they will go with the flow, so Wang Dali's popularity has not been very good, such as Wen Yuan, and he also treats him as a bag of anger, how to bully and bully. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, at this moment, Wang Dali surprised them.

Not only Wen Yuan and his two little friends were stunned, but also the onlookers and disciples of the party on the side were also extremely confused, and they all stared at Wang Dali with wide eyes, a little unbelievable, this thing actually solved Wen Yuan, who was a great condensation of qi with one blow.

Could it be that this product has built a foundation?

Fuck, it looks like he was still condensing seven or eight layers yesterday, right? Your sister's overnight foundation? Do you want to be so scary?

It's incredible!

Wen Yuan also reacted at this time.

can seriously injure him with one blow, this Wang Dali must have built a foundation.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan was a little embarrassed, paralyzed, the cowards who had been bullying him before suddenly became even stronger than himself, this sense of disparity is really... It's so aggrieved!

"Okay, you Wang Dali, you have built a foundation!"

Wen Yuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, got up from the ground, stared at Brother Dali with solemn eyes, and the murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Hmph, didn't expect that?"

Wang Dali sneered, very excited in his heart.

Is this what it feels like to be powerful?

It's so cool!

Wen Yuan's two little friends changed their expressions greatly, and they cautiously took a few steps back.

Wen Yuan didn't realize it, but said with an indifferent expression, "Very good, Wang Dali, since you are looking for death by yourself, then I will fulfill you, do you think that if you step into the foundation, you can do whatever you want?" What you think is too simple!"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yuan waved his hand, and suddenly a spirit rune rushed into the void.

"Tell you, behind me, but there is Senior Brother Lan Fei standing, your kid is dead!"

Wang Dali's expression changed slightly, and he tried his best to maintain his master's demeanor, and sneered, "It's useless for you to find anyone!"

"Today, I'm going to get it back with interest!"

After Wang Dali finished speaking, the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed to Wen Yuan's body.

"What are you going to do?"

Wen Yuan drank sharply and raised his hand, but found that he had been imprisoned by Wang Dali, and the violent spiritual power not only imprisoned his body, but also oppressed his whole body, and the intense pain hit him instantly.

"It was yesterday's slap in the face!"

Wang Dali suddenly slapped Wen Yuan in the face.

"This was seven days ago!"

Syllable!

"This was half a month ago!"

Bang Bang Bang!

Wang Dali thought of his previous experience of being bullied, and his eyes were slightly red.

After half a ring, Wen Yuan's face was already swollen into a pig's head.

But even so, Wen Yuan not only did not have the slightest intention of begging for mercy and repentance, but was even more full of murderous intent, staring at Wang Dali and yelling, "Bastard, you wait for me, I will make your death ugly 0!"

Wang Dali sneered, "Idiot!"

After that, he opened the bow left and right, and directly knocked Wen Yuan unconscious.

Throwing Wen Yuan, Wang Dali looked at Wen Yuan's two followers, and the two of them screamed and fled away.

Brother Dali hesitated, did not pursue, but returned to Fang Zizi's side, and said with a wry smile, "Senior brother, let you see the joke!"

"Well played, hehe, this kind of person, it's not too much to whip to death!"

Fang Zizi smiled lightly, seeing the worry in Brother Dali's eyes, he immediately said helplessly, "Senior brother, what are you afraid of, with me, I want to see, this holy weapon sect, who dares to bully you!"

"How daring!"

At this moment, a burst of cheers came.

In the distance, a streamer of light fell to Wen Yuan, who was unconscious, but it was a young man in black, who glanced at Wen Yuan coldly, and then stared at Wang Dali, and said coldly, "Wang Dali, right? I have heard of you, but I didn't expect that you have the ability to build a foundation, but didn't Wen Yuan tell you that he was mixed with me? Who gave you the guts, ah?"

Wang Dali's body trembled.

Because this inner disciple called Lan Fei is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

With that "ah" question, the momentum on Lan Fei's body was like waves, fiercely hitting Wang Dali.

Brother Dali couldn't bear it a little, and his expression was very ugly.

At this time, Fang Zizai suddenly stepped forward, slapped his palm on Wang Dali's shoulder, Brother Dali had a cold sweat on his face, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wang Dali gratefully, hesitated, and said, "Senior Brother Lan Fei, this person has troubled me many times for no reason, you have to know right from wrong, I beat him because he deserves it!"

"You're wrong!"

Lan Fei shook his head.

His eyes were cold.

"He's making trouble for you, won't you bear it?"

"Why he only finds trouble with you and not others must be your own problem, so, the fault is still yours!"

What Lan Fei said was taken for granted.

Brother Dali listened to the infinite confusion.

You're paralyzed!

What kind of bird feather theory is this? He slaps me, beats me, scolds me, do I have to endure it, everything is taken for granted? Is this world crazy or is your brain show funny? Your logic is Xiang logic, right?

"What, you're not convinced?"

Lan Fei smiled coldly.

Wang Dali said angrily, "Of course I don't accept it!"

Lan Fei laughed arrogantly, "That's good, if you don't accept it, I'll beat you!"

After that, a spirit sword buzzed, turned into a sword light, and attacked Wang Dali, with a strong sharp aura, making Wang Dali feel like he had fallen into the Nine Shadows, and his whole body was cold.

"Senior brother, I'm afraid of an egg, didn't I say it, there is me!"

Fang Zizi couldn't cry or laugh.

Shaking his head slightly, he took another step forward, Fang Zizai stopped in front of Wang Dali's body, and he didn't see the slightest movement, and the sword qi disappeared directly in front of Fang Zizai's body.

Lan Fei, who was controlling the spirit sword, shrank his pupils and sneered, "I found out that something was wrong with you just now, you are the backstage of this kid, hehe, why is he wearing a face towel, he can't see anyone?"

"If you get out now, maybe I'll be too lazy to deal with you!"

Fang Zizai is seriously advising this goods.

But it stimulated Lan Fei, roared angrily, and Lan Fei said in a dark voice, "Bastard, scare Lao Tzu?" Hmph, I want to see what your identity is!"

"You can't afford to mess with me!"

Fang Zizi shook his head helplessly.

"What a big breath!"

Lan Fei was even more angry, "You have the ability, lift your face towel!"

"Well, as you wish!"

Fang Zizi untied his face towel.

On the other side, the expression on Lan Fei's face froze, and a thought of grass and mud echoed in his mind...

it!

Mamma Mia!

This is... Senior Brother Fang?

Lao Tzu has seen his portrait, absolutely yes, it's him, it must be him!

"You can't afford to mess with me!"

Thinking of Senior Brother Fang's advice just now, Lan Fei wanted to cry without tears.

Your sister, if you lift the face towel earlier, my eggs will be broken before I mess with you, bastard, you don't have to do this if you want to hurt people, just bring a face towel, your idle egg hurts, right? )