Chapter 455: Fury

"My life, you have to go."
Xiao Luo's body twisted and flicked like a catkin, his eyes gradually became cold, his hands swiped, and he took the hard move.
Yang Yuanzhong’s violent offensive suddenly increased, and the raging fire of the raging rain caused a burning scent in the air.
Too fast, the offensive is like the wind!
The entire hall echoed with a hurricane, like a beast, trembled.
Su Li gradually widened his eyes and opened his mouth. He looked at the two figures who were almost entangled together. Even if he was four or five meters away, he could still feel the fist of the heart.
Who is this guy?
Who is Yang Yuanzhong? I am afraid that there is no such shock in the visual martial arts film.
She was shocked very much. Today, she broke her understanding of the world. It turns out that there is such a martial arts master in this world.
The two black people saw that the situation was not right. They exchanged their eyes and exchanged their eyes. Then they could not take risks. Only by holding this woman firmly in their hands, was the 100% chance of winning.
Their white hands are like ghosts and claws, with a gloomy breath on the neck of Su Li!
"Play her idea, do you also match?"
Xiao Luo cold drink, shocked Yang Yuanzhong, and quickly intercepted the two black people, the fierce body is like a train whistling, rolling over the two men, the power of the madness is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.
One of the black men was directly kicked by the kicker's toes to crush the ribs. The broken bones with a spike and huge force smashed in his body, just like the effect of a shotgun, blood loss control, life. In this case, he slammed into another black man, and the two men entangled together and flew out, falling heavily on the ground.
With a move, Xiao Luo stepped wildly and rushed like a tiger.
The black man felt a strong dangerous atmosphere, and he didn't want to think about it. He supported the ground with his backhand. He used his spiders and his limbs to quickly retreat against the ground. After four or five steps, his feet slammed on the ground, with the help of this rebound. Turning over, the silver moon scimitar at the waist came out.
"咣~"
The blade was cold, and it was as fast as lightning, and even the air was slammed.
Xiao Luoke also clearly remembered that the members of the Wild Wolf Mountain Team who died in the hands of the two black men that night, smashed the two in half, which was enough to show their terrible lethality. Although his body was systematically modified, Ordinary people can't cut the knife too much to hurt him, but the black man is obviously not in the ranks of ordinary people.
On one side of the body, the silver moon scimitar was avoided in danger and danger. The palm pen traveled along the blade and was close to the chest of the black man.
The terrible power made the black man's eyes suddenly change, and the scalp was numb, and Cangjie retreated.
"Little scorpion, take your life!"
At this time, Yang Yuanzhong was smashed, and the palm of the hand took the unparalleled breath.
Xiaoluo's movements were slightly stagnation, and the black man escaped from the robbery. He retired, and Xiaolu turned and did not avoid the flash. With a dragon, he shot hard.
The fire palm and the dragon's eighteen palms collided!
"Boom~"
The strength of the mountain and the tsunami swept through the arms, and the ground under the feet of the two men burst into the surrounding area. The vastness of the force trembled throughout the hall, as if the earth was shaking, and a mid-low earthquake occurred.
"This this……"
Su Li has retreated and has retreated to the corner. She was completely shocked and shocked by the crazy impact. If she did not see it, how could she believe that there is such a terrible martial arts master in this world? And her nominal husband actually belongs to this ranks. Just surging from Yang Yuanzhong and Xiao Luo is like the real existence, which makes her feel numb and tremble.
"Boom~"
Another boring explosion, Xiao Luo and Yang Yuanzhong bounced back, Xiao Luo withdrew two or three steps to stop, and Yang Yuanzhong flew backwards like a cannonball, facing his wife’s already collapsed spirit. In the past, the spirits were completely broken, and the wood chips and ash were rolling over the ground, and the fog was foggy.
A burning pain rushed into the brain, and Xiao Luo looked down. He had just had a black palm with Yang Yuanzhong’s right hand palm. The palm of his palm had become a paste, and the burning smell was very pungent. At the same time, the internal force There was a sign of out of control, which made him frown. He knew that this was the credit of Yang Yuanzhong’s fire.
"Hey~"
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Suddenly, a killing idea was spurred in the heart, and Xiao Luo’s eyes became scarlet like blood, and the murderousness of the sky was rolling.
"Old man!"
Bloody tumbling in the throat, Xiao Luo suddenly violently violently, and the iron fists that were gripped were shocked by the thunder, accurately intercepting Yang Yuanzhong's fiery fire.
"嘭~"
The power of tyranny slammed against the powerlessness and then swept the two.
"噗~"
The thick blood spurted out, and the mad Yang Yuanzhong body trembled, and then swung back and flew out, knocking out a thick wall behind the wall, another room, behind the wall, the bricks scattered In one place, the dust rises.
Xiao Luo gasped and gasped, and the scarlet scorpion slowly recovered. His expression was a little wrong. Just a moment ago, the body was not under his control. It seems that another soul lives in his body, killing, Bloodthirsty, cruel, disturbing his mind.
Is that the nature of oneself?
Xiao Luo is slightly lost...
At this time, the black man quickly took advantage of the neutral gear, but he was embarrassed by the suffocation of Xiao Luo, and he quickly took a knife when he had not reached a close enough distance.
"刺刺~"
This knife tore a long mouth on Xiao Luo's back ~EbookFREE.me~ blood swayed, flesh and blood.
The original suppression of the killing thoughts like a volcanic eruption, a scarlet eye, Xiao Luo backhand is a palm.
Roar!
A gloomy and sharp dragon screamed, and the mighty palms swept toward the black man like a squally shower.
"噗~"
The black man is like a broken kite in the storm, and the body is thrown backwards uncontrollably. As Yang Yuanzhong squirts a blood.
Xiao Luo's face is indifferent, such as the beast mad, catching up with the speed of the black man throwing the fly, with the left foot as the axis, the body is strong and swirling, and the right leg that is picked up is like a cold iron sweeping through the void, smashing In the chest of this black man.
Originally, he flew backwards and was kicked by this. The black man was killed on the spot, and the speed increased. He flew out of the hall like a cannonball. He slammed into the artificial lake in front of the mansion.