Chapter 627: I am just a small person.

The heavy copper tripod flew in the air, bringing the muffled sound of Hulong, almost to the head of Nantiandu, and squatting down.
Under the big big fight, Ye Chuan's face did not change, but looking at the huge Ding Ding, a pair of pupils also shrunk slightly.
The grandson of the Son of Heaven, Jin Hong, is rude and simple, but extremely effective. The power is amazingly far above the average real person. If the opponent is a little weaker, or the reaction speed is not fast enough to dodge, this trick will be hit hard!
Jin Hong, the son of the day, said that it was hands-on, and that it was the killer to start without mercy.
"The real people are at the peak, only a little bit is the semi-holy realm, amazing!"
"Tian demon door disciple, the shot is really extraordinary, Nan Ba ​​Tian this extraordinarily mad overseas work trouble!"
The onlookers of the various sects came to the face and many people lost their voices.
When the expert takes a shot, he knows if there is any, the Son of Heaven Jin Hong attack is simple, but the powerful repair and amazing power instantly show. This kind of combat power, let alone the disciples of the younger generation, is that many of the sects of the patriarchal monarchs and even the heads do not necessarily have such skills. At least there are more than ten thousand jins of weight in this giant ding, so that a mountain will probably be broken, and the flesh and blood will be smashed.
"Good!"
Nantian was violently screaming, and he did not evade at the dangerous moment. Instead, he greeted him with a punch.
Boom! A muffled sound, Nan Tiandu's fist and the son of the day's son Jin Hong smashed together, set off a strong shock wave. The sleeves of the right hand of Nantian are suddenly torn into a strip by the shock wave, and it looks a bit embarrassing.
"Hahaha, I can't hold back a round, and I still say what I have done in the middle of the invincible, hahahaha..."
The son of the day, Jin Hong, laughed, and the big hand took a look at the giant Ding to go back and brew the next wave of attacks. Looking at some of the wolverine Nantian, the mind was big, and the disciples surrounded by the demon were cheering up, especially lost. Ouyang fire with a pair of legs, his eyes screamed 'kill him, kill him', and I can't wait for the head of Nantiandu to fall to the ground.
"Don't just have a piece of clothing. If you break it, you can change it. But it's a pity that such a big tripod is ruined." Nantian sneered, and did not care about the sleeves that were torn into strips.
Jin Hong, the son of the day, lifted up the giant trip and took a closer look, and immediately could not laugh.
This tower can be cut off by the giant tripod, and there is a deep pit. It is the fist of Nantiandu. There are cracks around the pit. The size of the big and small is not as many as one thousand and eight hundred. Spider web. This pit is a little deeper, maybe this giant tripod will be completely scrapped and shattered by a punch!
Feel free to punch out, the giant tripod of more than ten thousand pounds is almost explosive, what kind of power is this?
The son of Tianhong Jinhong changed his face, and many disciples of the demon were quiet, and they closed their mouths tightly. The disciples who watched the war around them were incredibly wide-eyed.
Nan Tiandu’s fist is beyond the expectations of everyone!
Originally, people thought that he was in a disadvantage. Even the internal injury was not the opponent of Tianhong’s disciple Jin Hong. I did not expect that Nantian was so brave! He just broke a piece of clothing, and the son of the day, Jin Hong, almost lost a powerful treasure, and whoever suffered a loss.
"Well, a good Nanbatian, even a punch to burst the deity of the Ding, good!"
Jin Hong, the son of the heavens, returned to the world, simply throwing the damaged giant tripping aside, turning and staring at Nantiandu, and the strength fluctuations in the body rose again. Beyond the courtyard, there was a strong murderousness.
Jin Hong, who had eaten a dark loss, really murdered.
This giant tripod can be a big attack and a fierce attack. It is a rare treasure in his hand. Although it has not been completely scrapped, but there is such a deep pit and so many cracks, this treasure is considered a waste, can you not be angry?
I just wanted to come over and see what Nantian was like. By the way, I was forced to suppress the temptation of the son of the day, Jin Hong, my heart was angry, and my eyes gradually became red and I was desperately trying to live with Nantian.
As a disciple of a demon in the sky, a person called the genius of the Son of Heaven, the suppression is not humiliated, no longer desperate, what qualifications are leading the young demon disciples of the demon gate, what other faces continue to sit on the demon gate Big disciple this throne?
The face of Jin Hong’s face is ugly, and it seems that Nan Tian’s fist is not on the giant tripod, but on his face.
"I still want to fight?"
Nan Tian is sneer and said: "If you hit it again, it will not be a bit of a tripod, but your face. Boy, are you thinking about it? As long as you can win your opponent, we can finally be big. Meet on the contest, it is not too late to fight again. Kid, you really can't wait for two days, now you are looking for death?"
The southern name of the pseudo-name Nanba is aggressive, pretending to be as mad as ever, and the power fluctuations in the body are also rising and rising. However, his surface is imposing, in fact, the right arm is constantly shaking, especially the muscles on the big arm are almost twisted into a twist. Just that punch, his power was almost astonishing, and it was shocking to directly explode Juding. Some of them were not hurt by the powerful anti-shock. However, cleverly put his hands behind his arrogance, no one knows his real situation except Ye Hao, who is standing behind him.
In order not to be too shocking and revealing the identity, Nantian has applied his secrets to seal his true strength. Before the seal was opened, there was only the strength of the real people, and it was equivalent to the son of Tianhong. Just the collision of the move, on the surface, it seems that Jin Hong, a son of the sky, ate a dark loss. In fact, it was not even cheaper. Continue to fight, unless the seal is unlocked in advance, otherwise it may not be the opponent of this disciple. Of course, the situation is not good, but it can't be weak on the surface.
"Stop, Heaven, don't fight, come back."
Ye Chuan has been watching with cold eyes, and noticed the details of the contest between the two men. Seeing that Nan Tiandu and Tian Zizi Jin Hong are about to explode, they will quickly come out and stop. Now, the time is not yet mature, obviously not the time to fight with the son of the day, Jin Hong.
Who is this person? He said that if he doesn't fight, he won't fight. Where is the qualification?
People were puzzled and accidentally looked at Ye Chuan who suddenly stood up and stopped. But a surprising scene appeared, in front of outsiders, extremely maddening to the name of Nanbatian Nantiandu, heard the words immediately returned, and respected Ye Chuan.
"Kid, who are you, who is Gulangmen?"
Jin Hong, the son of the sky, was also surprised. He didn't understand the identity of Ye Chuan. However, a treasure was so ruined by Nan Tian. His heart was unwilling and his face was dull. He couldn’t fight without riding a tiger. He continued to say: "Roll, my opponent is the guy of Nanbatian. If you don't know how to continue to block the road, don't blame the deity to kill you!"
"Do you have this ability for the surname Jin? Do you know who this is?"
Nantian was cold and cold, and said coldly: "Your big dog's eyes are clear. This is our disciple's disciple. That is to say, it is my master of Nanbatian. My own skill is the master. Teach me. If you are surnamed Jin, you can't even beat me. If you open your mouth, you will kill my master. Hahaha, this is a big joke, hahahaha..."
The face of Jin Hong, the son of the sky, suddenly became more ugly.
Ye Chuan was wearing a black robe with a big top, and his ordinary appearance was not good. When he did not stand up to stop, he was silent and low-key, and he was a small and insignificant small follower. Who can believe that such an ordinary small follow-up class is actually more powerful than Nantian?
"Boy, you..., you are really a big disciple of Gulangmen. Are you the real master of your Gulangmen?" Looking up and down at the savage Ye Chuan, the son of Heaven is still unbelievable. Hands-on but also have a scruples. Nan Tiandu’s respect for Ye Chuan does not seem to be pretending. If he is telling the truth, isn’t he swearing at Ye Chuan?
"The master can't say it, I am just a small person. This time I came to China to open my eyes. Of course, he called my master brother in Nanba. This is true." Ye Chuan replied, not humble.
"Hey, go!"
The son of the day, Jin Hong, bites his teeth and looks at Ye Chuan, who has a distinctly different level of speech. Then look at Nantiandu, which is likely to be rushing at any time, and bite his teeth and turn around. As Nan Tiandu said, even he can't beat him. When he meets the masters of others, how can he fight?