Vol 3 Chapter 885: Let me three strokes?

The battleship turned around and stopped at a kilometer above the flat land of the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains. There was a circle of shining light above the flat.
On the stone benches in front of Guangmen, there are five Wudi emperors, and the five emperors belong to one race, the Terran, the Yaozu, the Protoss, the Yaozu, and the Clan.
Chasing these scenes, the fool can also guess that this place is guarded by the five communities. After the light gate, it should be the pool of the gods.
Not far from the flat, there is a step leading to the heights. From a distance, the steps are completely unknown. The steps at the end of the line of sight are hidden in the clouds, and they are ethereal and moving.
Xiao Chen looked around, and in the middle of the air, the imperial warships of the demon and the ghosts and corpses had arrived early, but they did not see the Protoss.
On top of the three-class warships, I don’t see the peerless enchanting of the younger generation. I think it’s all going down.
On the lower stone platform, the Emperor of the Terran, the warship of the Wushen Palace, nodded slightly to the emperor on the bow of the bow, and immediately closed his eyes.
The emperor of the robes, Shen Sheng said: "You ten people go with me, others don't move, wait here."
Hey!
It was a volume, and Xiao Chen and others did not even have the ability to resist, and they were brought up by an irresistible force. When the body is regaining its freedom, it is already standing on the platform, behind the Terran Emperor.
In a short moment, it seems to be a teleportation. The strength of the quasi-emperor makes Xiao Chen and others completely incomprehensible. It is simply incredible.
Looking at it, the rear of the demon martial arts, the martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts martial arts emperor, also stood on the top of each of the ten flashing, deep young enchanting.
The geniuses of the other three tribes, when compared together, can be found that their respective momentum is completely different.
The younger generation of the Yaozu, the atmosphere is fierce and fierce, and each one does not hide it, as if it is going to break out at any time.
The younger generation of the corpse, one by one, looked dark and the skin looked hard as iron, a deadly look. Only eyes, fierce and restrained, unscrupulously looked at Xiao Chen and others who had just fallen.
As for the ghosts, like the corps, they are also dead, but they are more quiet and deep.
If the death of the corpse is heavy, it is only a representation, the violent and crazy inside, no less than the demon warrior.
Then the warrior of the ghost family is completely dead and dead. It seems that there is no angry look at all. The white faces are all quiet and watery, as if they were carved out.
It is very clever to say that the young enchanting of these three tribes, Xiao Chen has people who know.
The demon's is the small monkey's maple, the corpse is the king who has captured the death throne, and the ghost's is the red skirt woman with the eight ghosts.
As soon as he appeared, the two immediately projected a hostile gaze, but the little monkey seemed to be more forbearing, and the hostile eyes flashed.
The hostility in Wang Zhan’s eyes has never been dissipated, and he has also despised the demonstration of Xiao Chen.
As for the woman in the red dress, I have never seen Xiao Chen at first sight.
The younger generation of the Protoss did not arrive, so the light door could not be opened for the time being. Other families seemed to get used to the Protoss, and it did not seem too unexpected.
"The old acquaintances are really quite a lot, Xia Hou is absolutely, will soon enter the Shenquan pool, dare not make a small bet with me."
Behind the Yaozu, a burly, shirtless, rude young man with a faint lion print on both sides of his cheek, jumped out and said to Xiahou.
The three saints of the Terran have begun to go out and sway out of the foreign domain very early. They are considered to be small and famous throughout the Kunlun world, and there will certainly be a lot of grievances.
Obviously, this genius's genius warrior, and Xiahou, have had a story.
Shui Lingling whispered in Xiao Chen’s ear: "The one that jumped out is the Tuze of the Golden Lion family. It is the third character of the younger generation of the Yaozu. It was once in the secret of Xuanyu. The body of the demon is circulating in the body."
There were hundreds of demon ancestors in the ancient times. These demon ancestors were all great kings. Some of the demon ancestors have passed down the blood. The strength of future generations will far exceed that of some peers, and there are some talents.
These blood vessels, known as the demon blood in the demon domain, are similar to the family of the people who have not been destroyed for tens of thousands of years. The foundation is very deep.
Xiahou smiled coldly and jumped out directly. "I will be afraid of you? What kind of bet, you said."
Tu Ze has a well-thought-out smile: "It's very simple. This place is not suitable for really big shots. You and I rely on moves, don't use the law of heaven, I don't change my body, you don't use the sacred beast."
"It’s just like this. The loser gives the other five thousand black stars."
A black star is roughly equivalent to a hundred ordinary stars, and five thousand black stars are 500,000 stars. In terms of the value of two people, it is not a big number.
The gambling thing is not important, mainly in the face of so many geniuses, if you lose, you will be too late to face.
Xiahou had some doubts, and Tuze was obviously prepared to wait for him for a long time. Moreover, the body of the Yaozu is much stronger than the Terran, and does not use the true yuan and the natural law. Obviously, the other side must take advantage of it.
But in the face of so many people, if you don't agree, you will feel your own timidity. If you pass it out, you will definitely not be famous.
However, with my strength, as long as it is not an absolute disadvantage, it should be no problem to remain undefeated. Even if it is defeated, it doesn't matter if it is not difficult to see.
After all, everyone knows that the human body is much weaker than the demon body.
Thinking like this, Xiahou absolutely promised: "I am willing to accompany you."
Tu Ze haha ​​laughed and said aloud: "Xia Hou is absolutely, you really don't know how to live and die. I see how you lost this person today."
After the speech, the sole of the foot slammed on the ground, Tuze's figure flickered, rubbing in the body and the air, and making a harsh explosion, which was a punch to the summer door.
Xiahou felt a slight fault, but the other fist had come to the front, and he couldn’t think much. He used his skill to shoot a palm.
I want to fan on the side of Tuze’s boxing, and use the skills of four or two to push the other side directly.
Snapped!
But this palm, heavily shot on the fist, made a deafening sound. Tuze’s straight punch was straight, but there was no movement.
Xiahou was shocked by the thrill of the thrill. He felt like he was fanning on a mountain, and his palm was sore.
The strength of the other side has exceeded him too much. He wants to use his skill to break the power and he can't do it at all.
The fist has arrived, Xiahou must not have his left hand to quickly stretch, blocking his face, and want to barely resist.
Rub and rub!
The sound of the broken bones sounded, and Tu Ze’s fist did not know how many tens of kilograms of force, directly to Xiahou’s left hand arm to fracture.
The strength did not diminish, and continued to rush, and the arm was hit by the arm in the face of Xiahou, Xia Hou, the body fell and fell backwards.
Tu Zezhen smiled and took a step forward, and it was a punch that hit the ground.
The left arm broke, Xiahou was pale and looked very painful. The body volleyed and turned two turns around the ground to avoid this punch.
boom!
The fist fell to the ground, the cracks spread, and the gravel flew around in an instant.
At the beginning, he smashed the strength of the other side, and Xiahou was in an absolute downwind. He was dodged by Tu Zehong and had no chance to breathe.
After ten strokes, Tu Ze seized an opportunity to kick him on the chest of Xiahou, and directly took him out.
There is a fierce strength in the fist, Xiahou is forced to helpless, only forced to use the real yuan, remove the force to barely stand firm.
However, the ten strokes were used by Tu Ze to use the real yuan. They used their feet to kick and fly, and they almost fell to the ground. It can be said that there are many wolves in the wolf.
Chad’s eyes were shot by the various ethnic groups, and Xiahou’s face was gloomy.
This time, the face was thrown away, throwing a ring with a thousand black stars, and directly gave it to the other party. Xiahou did not say a word and walked behind the team.
Tu Ze took the ring and smiled incomparably. "I have just reached the first-order body half a month ago. I can punch two million pounds in a punch. You can’t really live and die in Xiahou. Move."
"Ten strokes have been defeated by me. What a son is worth mentioning."
Others have a faint look. The demon family has a great advantage over the human race. Now Tuze has reached the first-order sacred body, and it has an overwhelming advantage.
Xiahou's defeat is so ugly, but it is also true. This gambling contract should not be promised at all. It is strange to blame Xiahou for being too conceited.
The wolf was defeated, and was humiliated by Tu Zezhen. Xiahou was grievous in his heart, and he was eager to vomit blood.
The eyes swept in the younger generation of the Terran, and Tuze had some unsatisfied words: "Who is there, I want to make a fuss for Xiahou, and I am always ready to accompany him."
Others are silent and have no words. If they are true in strength, no one will be afraid of this Tuze.
It can be known that the other party has advanced to the first-order sacred body, and the strength has reached two million jins. In the case of not being able to use the true yuan and the natural law, where will come to be the big head.
"It turned out to be a group of cartilage heads. There is no courage. I can still get ten places. It is a waste of the gods." Tuze screamed and looked very proud. He was going back.
The younger generation of the human race, the heart is angry, but there are still sensible, no impulse decision.
The little monkey in the Yaozu got this scene, his heart moved, his lips squirmed, and he said a few words to Tu Ze, and then looked at Xiao Chen coldly.
After hearing the sound of the little monkey, Tu Ze couldn't help but stop and turned around and looked at Xiao Chen.
"You are Xiao Chen, what kind of white robe knife, the only warrior from the foggy lake in the past ten years?"
Xiao Chen is a bit strange. I don’t know how the other person noticed himself. The calm way: "Yes and no, what to do with you."
Tuze’s eyes flashed a gloomy gaze and slowly came over.
It’s very good. It seems that it’s really you. I dare not come out and gamble. I’m going to make you three tricks.

Let me three strokes? After listening to Xiao Chen, I couldn’t help but look at each other with a look of eccentricity. I don’t want to die like this.