Chapter 483: God of War Black 3

As a gang of help, the strength of Joe Sanjin is unquestionable. He cultivated the gang to help the mad dog.
This boxing method is fierce, once the move, like a mad dog does not end!
Everyone in Yuedong knows that it is better to commit a bodhisattva and mistakenly provoke a mad dog!
This mad dog is referring to Joe Sanjin.
Since he debuted, he has killed three masters, and there are countless masters in the interior. Especially in the battle with Liu Qingyuan, he has laid the title of his first master in Guangdong.
"Joe is mighty!"
"Joe God, kill this ugly ghost!"
Liu Mingquan and others saw that Joe Sanjin actually went out in person, and shouted his arms and cheered for Joe Sanjin.
"Big brother, Joe Sanjin is already close to the mid-master, and the mad dog is invincible in the world. My father is defeated for him, and hate and die."
"Black brothers, can you afford it?"
Liu Zhong's eyes are red, and he hates to ask.
"The world is supernatural, we can't break it!"
"Black three will win!"
Qin Hao's eyes lifted, and the light flashed in the middle of the light, and smiled lightly.
"Oh, I have finally come to a point."
Black three bloodthirsty warfare, see Joe three pounds majestic, my heart is overjoyed, shaking his head and shoulders, all over the body like a burst of beans.
"Humph!"
"Look at the boxing!"
Joe three pounds of cold drink, people like crazy dogs, straight into the black three.
Hey!
Because the speed is extremely fast, the force is full, the air is like a huge hole that has been torn open by the students, bursting into bursts.
Black three felt a flash in front of him, and Joe’s three-pound giant punch had already hit him.
The fist shadow is like a dog, fierce and fierce, stalking, endless!
Every punch is made, because the force is too ferocious, the air is ignited, and a dazzling fire shines.
Hey!
Joe three pounds out of the boxing, the mouth is arrogant!
The fists were like electricity. At the end of the day, the onlookers only saw the two mad dogs that the masters had made a fuss, and they rushed to bite the black three.
bad!
Black three shocked!
Joe's three-pound fist can definitely fight with Charlie, and even better!
Charlie's boxing is fast, and the power is stacked.
But it is limited to fists, footwork, all by itself!
And Joe Sanjin is not only a fist, but also a mad dog step at the foot, dexterous and dexterous, wrapped around the left, right and left, and the air is impenetrable.
Black Three just slowed down this step and fell to the bottom.
Next, it is entirely part of the assault. It can only be forced to protect the body with the gold-stained mantra, and protect the vitality with both hands, and it is attacked by the storm.
boom!
Black three was shot!
Still not getting up, Joe three pounds and two legs, slammed, and punched again.
The black three is like a sandbag. It constantly falls in the field, and is constantly being beaten by Joe. The golden vulture on his body flashes and disappears, and there are countless cracks.
"Well! It is the first person in Yuedong, the king of Nanguang, and the mad dog of Qiaoye. I am afraid that no one can be enemies in the world."
"This ugly ghost has no power to fight, and it will take up to three rounds. He will lose."
"That is, who is Joe, what Qinhou, it is only playing in the east of Jiangdong. Really see the true chapter of our father, I see only the death."
The people in the martial arts in East Guangdong whispered to each other, and many people deliberately raised their tone to talk about it.
"No, if you go on like this, the Black Brothers will be killed."
Liu Zhong can't stand it anymore, and he will get up to save the Black Three.
"You are too young to watch Black, and you can watch the show with peace of mind!"
Qin Hao’s eyes fell on the black of the slag, and a smile appeared on his face.
Black three just did not grab the first hand, and the strength is not inferior to Joe Sanjin.
Moreover, the Yaksha family itself is tyrannical and fierce. Once the black three bursts out of full potential, it is not comparable to Joe.
boom!
Black three was shot again.
"Haha!"
"Mixed, come on!"
The black muscles of the lower body are all cracked and covered with green blood, as if they will fall apart at any time. The face door is even more concave than the adult, and it is hidden in the swollen eye bubble.
Qiao Sanjin’s heavy punches, at least a total of tens of kilograms of power broke out.
It is also the black three is also unbearable, but he knows that it is just a fierce collision, sometimes winning or losing is a sigh of relief, as long as he can survive, Joe will be dead.
Appeal!
Joe three pounds full of the face of the beard, full of twilight, mouth and nose breathing also rushed up, my heart inexplicably frightened.
His 18-way crazy dog ​​boxing method has already played 17 roads, and he has consumed nearly half of it!
Changed to others, smashed him so many fists, long ago liver and brain cracked, lungs and blood, no war.
And this ugly big man, still hard and unyielding, fighting spirits, as if fighting the ancient war gods!
At this moment, his fists have been numb!
Thousands of pounds of force broke out, and every punch was like playing on steel. Rao was too much for him!
Joe Sanjin finally took his fist, relieved his breath, secretly adjusted his interest, and prepared to do the last round of fighting.
Black Three finally got a chance to breathe.
He slowly stood up and wiped the green blood from his mouth. Sen smiled coldly: "Hey, can't you move?"
"Then die!"
"Qin Quan!"
Black three screams in the sky, and the blood is shining, and the fists are hard!
Every hammer punches ~EbookFREE.me~ The momentum on his body will increase by 10%, and the war will increase by one point!
This is the anger method in Qin Quan!
When the anger is accumulated to a certain extent, it is often able to break out the potential beyond the potential in the desperate!
Every boxing is in the field, and the spirits are scattered. The Bluestone Square of Wuyang Palace is like a spider web.
Strong and strong!
How could this be? Why is this guy so powerful?
Joe Sanjin’s heart screamed badly.
"Let you see what is the real boxing!"
Black three angry outburst, such as the buffalo generally rushed over, double fists like a storm and rain.
This is Qin Yu’s war fist based on Charlie, which combines hundreds of kinds of force warfare in hell, and Qin Quan, who was created by Xianzong of the Emperor.
Originally intended to be used by the Daqin Army, Black Three is the first practitioner.
"Fast punch!"
Everyone saw only the big fists of the black and three big battles, and the storm generally advanced.
Although Black's fist is not as handsome as Joe's three pounds, it is more calm, step by step, like a siege, and step by step.
Joe Sanjin was so confused at the moment that he knew that the fist of Hei San was so powerful, he should finish the last road fist and fight to death.
Now that the black boxing is open, it is difficult for him to seize the opportunity. He only has to work hard with fists.
Suddenly, the four punches in the field were opposite, squeaking, such as thunder and bursts.
But the discerning eye can see it, Joe Sanjin has been in the leg, and the footwork has not been as calm as before.
The black three roars are endless, and the excitement is overjoyed.
"There will be such an elite fist in the world, and three pounds are afraid to lose!"
Liao Jiugong’s white screaming flashed, and he was amazed.
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