Chapter 212: Defeat Mai!

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"I'll tell you when you drink the hot pepper water." Wan Dong's voice is very cold. If he is familiar with him, he must understand that Wan Dong is so murderous.
"This brother, no matter who you are, please save my son! From now on, my Zong Tianwei will make you a cow and a horse, and he will say nothing!"
Seeing Wandong appear, Zong Tianwei seemed to see a savior and yelled out in a hurry.
"No! Senior, please save my father first, please!" Zong Yang was suspended in the air, unable to kowtow, and nodded nonstop. The deep friendship between father and son makes people moved.
"I said, even if Da Luo Jin Xian came, I couldn't save your father and son! Come on, come on, give me this jerk!"
Mai looked aloud, and gave a roar. The five or six men beside him suddenly appeared like tigers and wolves, rushing towards Wandong. The servant of Mai was cunning and did not shoot together, but backed away. Make it clear that you want to try Wan Dong's depth first.
It's just that Mai was obviously thinking about things too naively, and it was a joke that he wanted to try Wandong with the pieces of material under his hands. The five or six people had not waited a few steps before Wan Dong greeted him.
Stepping on the Seven Stars, his body is ever-changing, and his palms are flying, just like the butterfly dance flower clusters. He hasn't waited for Maige to see why. His five or six men have all laid on the ground. All chests are deeply sunken, blood is spurting, and vitality is instantaneous!
"Good! Good Kung Fu!" Zong Tianwei is a first-class master, with a spontaneous vision. Seeing Wandong's shot, he couldn't help but praise.
The sackcloth looked surprised, looking at Wandong, and hadn't been able to return to God for a long time.
"You haven't answered my question yet, are you drinking it yourself, or am I pouring it?" Wan Dong raised the bucket full of chili water and looked at the linen.
"Fuck! Do you think my sackcloth is a bully?"
After being beaten by Wandong one after another, Mai was also annoyed, screaming angrily, and waved his hands to Wandong. Although Fangcai Mai did not clearly see Wandong in front of him, he saw Wandong's mightiness and domineering. At this time, he did not dare to slacken up and used his full strength.
As the sackcloth is Han Shiqi's left arm and right arm, he naturally has some skills. The palm unfolded like a surging river, which stretched continuously, and in the blink of an eye, it exerted thirty-six palms, spread out, and finally gathered together in Wandong's chest, turning into one.
Thirty-six palms are united together, and the power has risen more than ten times. When the sky is broken, it even brings a buzzing sound like thunder, which is very terrifying.
Seeing this, Zong Tianwei frowned, and whispered, "Unexpectedly, in the past few years, the surname Ma Xiu has improved so much."
"Senior come on! Wow!" At this time, Zong Yang placed almost all his hopes on Wan Dong, and could not help shouting loudly.
"Hum! Just rest assured, this old guy can't hurt me!" Wan Dongdao said, his body changed suddenly, the speed was amazing, like a phantom, and the palm of the linen was easily and secretly hid away .
"Your hide-and-seek rat generation, you will dodge and escape, which is really disgusting!" Wan Dong's body method shocked Mai, knowing that even if he is a horse, he can't keep up with Wan Dong's speed, so if he goes on like this If the Qi is exhausted, it will not hurt Wan Dongfen.
"Wow! I'll pick you up, why don't you?" The voice of Maiji landed, Wan Dong really stood still.
Seeing that, Mai was overjoyed, and without saying a word, hurriedly released a wave of palms. This time, it was more fierce than the previous offensive, and there were fifty-eight palms combined into one. That momentum, even if it was a mountain, seemed to be leveled.
"Brother, can't be careless!" Zong Tianwei didn't want to see Wan Dong planted in the hands of linen, seeing Wan Dong indifferent to the linen's offensive, shouted anxiously.
Just before his words landed, Zong Tianwei froze. I saw Wan Dong's palms flying constantly, all the way to the golden awns, and kept showing through, but not condensed, but this is nothing, but Wan Dong's palm, how is it similar to linen? Even ... it was just a model, almost exactly the same.
Not only Zong Tianwei was taken aback, but even linen could not help but open his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and his expression was dull.
"Dad, is this senior a brother named Ma?" Zong Yang also saw the doorway and asked in surprise.
Zong Tianwei shook his head, all this, I am afraid it is not so simple.
"Impossible! You just have nothing to do with it