Chapter 1308: This is a pity.

The fists are full of strength, mixed with empty sounds, screaming, and screaming.
"My singer, this fist must be solid, I am afraid that the Vajra Bodhisattva must be broken."
Sun Hao’s mouth was so big that he couldn’t help but scream.
"Yeah, this Joe III heard that it was a silver-level fighter. Qin Hao is afraid of hitting a nail."
"A Fei, you are also a martial artist. How is this Joe three than Zhou Wei?"
Ou Qiang asked.
"Zhou Xi is also more than a thousand kilograms, less than two kilograms of strength, and the shape is awkward, there is no martial arts foundation, purely a stupid man. And Joe III is a real martial arts master, pure power is above two kilograms And the foundation is deep, the fists are old, and the footwork is strong. Zhou Wei is like him, like a star than a moon, not worth mentioning."
A Feidao.
"Then, then you have to play with Joe three, can you have a few chances?"
The sand tiger was on the side and asked nervously.
"There is no chance of winning, I can resist up to three strokes, and I will die."
A Fei bowed his head and said.
Yesterday, I was almost wrapped up in a dumpling by Zhou Wei. A Fei re-examined himself. In his daughter's country, he did not even have a fart. A small Zhou Wei can't be considered at all. Qiao San is just a silver, so powerful. On the silver, there are more gold belt fighters, spar, masters, fighting kings and other Colosseum masters.
Just pick one out and you can crush him with a finger.
Because of this, A Fei believes that Qin Zhen is not a smart person. He estimated that Qin Hao was not in the middle of the middle of the period before he went to the island. He did not have Dantian internal force on the island, even if he cultivated pure power. The practice method also takes advantage of strength and footwork at most, and it is far from the silver-level fighter who can provoke the cruel life and death in the Colosseum.
"In that game, isn't there a chance for you to win?"
Shahu’s heart sank into the ice cave, and asked with a blank face.
"Yes, it must die!"
A Fei spoke a few words coldly.
Everyone is dejected and silent.
However, Qin Hao’s performance on the court does not seem as bad as they think.
In the face of Joe's three iron fists, Qin Hao still as usual, the footsteps of a foot, Joe three fatal punch suddenly emptied, squatting on the table, the large table made of solid wood, instantly turned Fragmentation.
"what!"
Joe San rushed into the air, quite surprised.
"Sanye, be careful, this kid's body is very different, and he can't do it."
Zhou Hao yelled at the side and reminded him.
Qin Lan also had a cool sweat on his back. He just tried to hide. He wanted to kill Joe III with hard power. I thought that this guy was so powerful and amazing that he could not hide.
After all, the body is more subtle, but also above the physical sensitivity, senses, strength, the body strength is limited, the original action that can be made in one minute and one second, it may take half a second, one second, the effect will be big discount.
The world's martial arts, the only force is not broken!
In the face of absolute power and degree, any exercises are in vain!
"Kid, I see how you can hide under this."
Qiao San is like a cannonball, a little under the foot, bouncing sideways, legs hanging upside down, eight characters, cut to Qin.
Before he went to the island, he repaired the tan legs of Tanjiawan 18th Road. In the local area, he was a famous martial artist. This is the best way to cut his legs. It is not only lightning, but sweeping, but it can be cut. It is inevitable.
"Hey, Sanye is really angry. Even the legs of the scissors have been made. I thought that at the beginning, he was famous for this battle in the Colosseum. Qin Xiao’s kid is going to hit the street."
A seemingly thin and thin yellow-skinned man shouted with an accent in eastern Guangdong.
"No, I have been in my daughter's country for eight years. I haven't seen Sanye's scissors under my legs. I have lived."
"This kid is courageous and discouraged, but he shouldn't blink and hit the hands of Sanye. It's a pity."
The other person was quite sorry and sighed.
"Hey old, what do you think?"
"You are a master of Mobei, your son is proud, and it is a wolf god. Do you think that the kid has a way to live on Joe?"
The second old man on the east table, the old elder on the left, asked the bald old man who was opposite the shadow.
"What big master, you and me are just a waste of internal strength."
"But the kid is very crazy, and he is surnamed Qin. It's it."
兀 冷 冷 冷 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 冷 冷 冷 冷
The reason why he appeared in his daughter country was to seek genius treasures, improve his cultivation, and attempt to kill Qin Hou and revenge his son. This was swindled by the messenger and was trapped here for nearly two years. It is the hatefulness of Qin.
"Oh, I forgot, the son of my brother is dead in the hands of Jiang Dong Qin Hou, hey, the surname is not good, you have to surname Qin."
The elders must smile.
"Yes, the surname Qin, it is time to kill."
"Song Laodi, how are you kidnapped by Huashan?"
兀逊问~EbookFREE.me~ Well, I am quite optimistic about him, have the courage to be strong, and the footwork is skillful. It is a talent that can be made. If it can be used for me, I will adjust it a little and get the master. The fighter is not a problem.

Song surnamed Shen Shendao.
His name is Song Tao. He is a hermit master of Huashan Qizong. He was originally uncleared in Huashan. However, because he was obsessed with the way of longevity, he was also deceived by the emissaries of his daughter country. He thought that he came to the world. I have been trapped here for more than ten years.
One of these two is the top master of Mobei, and the other is the Qizong hermit. In the daughter country, with a solid foundation, he made a name in the Colosseum and became a fighting king. It is only one step away from becoming a messenger.
Because fighting the gods means taking care of the gods and washing away the dirty body of the slaves, you can enter the East Island to serve the national division.
However, neither of them dares to go further, precisely because they dare not easily fight with the old ghosts.
After all, the old ghosts have followed the national teacher for many years, and they have already benefited from the medicine springs. They are very comparable to others. Basically, the old ghosts are not dead. They will always be slaves and will not dare to step further.
Even so, the two are in the top of the second hall, privately, each of them to collect people's hearts, face and heart are not right.
Because Joe is just a silver fighter, he is not qualified to enter their group. Therefore, it is a win or lose, but it does not care.
"Well, since Song Lao is so optimistic about him, the old man will not refute your face. If this kid escapes, it is yours."
兀 道道.
"That Songmou thank you very much."
Song Tao bowed his hand.
His eyes are so sinister, he believes that he is not as good as he is, but when it comes to vision and insight, ten sorrows are not enough to give him shoes.
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