Chapter 175: Sledgehammer 80!

With the voice of the little cat, Yang Zhen even covered the mouth of the goods in time, I am afraid that he will be deaf and shouted to everyone.
Now Yang Zhen doesn't even cover his mouth, he didn't take a slap shot, Yang Zhen can even feel the invisible sound wave sweeping the whole street after the cheap cat shouted.
"Damn, cheap cat, you bastard, don't you say you want to be low-key, do you know what is low-key?"
Yang Zhen was furious, chasing and chasing the cheap cat, and finally caught the cheap cat and rubbed against the ground.
"Lying trough, let go, the "Mao" of the deity has been rubbed off by you, and a spirit-level martial art has been created casually. If you have this talent, you will feel sorry for you!"
"Fart, what do I understand the relationship between spiritual power and doing things?" Yang Zhen slapped it on the head of the cheap cat. The cheap cat bit his head with his mouth turned back, and the two wrestled together, around and seeing. Everyone was stunned.
"Creation... Created spiritual level exercises?"
"Or was it created casually?"
"Grass! Don't you have to shame these two cheap products, even the creation of martial arts, such a fabled thing, dare to blow it out, and also the spiritual martial arts, why don't you say that you created the saint martial arts!"
Wang Meiling looked at Yang Zhen and the cheap cats who were wrestling together, crying and laughing, but they didn't take everyone seriously. This kind of self-contained "sex" style is really easy to make people crazy and angry.
Especially Lu Baichi, the sudden voice of the cheap cat really blamed him, and he hasn't responded until now.
Who would have thought that I only wanted to visit a senior, but let a two-legged cat walk on the door and scolded a dog bloody.
But one person and one cat haven't taken him seriously. The reason why he has to scold him is because... Because Yang Zhen created a spirit-level martial art and wanted to mess with it?
What is the relationship between your creation of spirit-level martial arts and doing things?
Even if you want to do something, why do you want me to do something?
Pooh!
After doing this kind of thing, I will say it later. The cheap cat actually said that Yang Zhen created a spirit-level martial art. Don’t they know what a spirit-level martial art is?
Even a disciple of Huashan Fudi who wants to practice spiritual-level martial arts must apply to Zongmen in advance. After Zongmen's contribution reaches the standard, he can only get it after approval.
Yang Zhen, a country boy, opened his mouth and said that he created a spirit-level martial art?
How dare you blow it!
At that moment, Yang Zhen slapped the cheap cat and pointed at the cheap cat, saying, "Lao Tzu does nothing, it's all from the mood. I want to do it, and I want to do it, I don't want to do it." No matter who asked me to do it, I wouldn’t do it, even if I gave money!"
The cheap cat yelled, and climbed up his two front legs to Yang Zhen in a "chaotic" grasp, and sharp claws scratched Yang Zhen's clothes into strips.
"Damn, the deity is not for the sake of you kid. You a villager knows what. When the deity was doing things, even the great saint had to look at it with his tail, and he had to shout 666. Well, do you know how important it is to you to do things now?"
"Oh, would you call 666 then?" Yang Zhen looked disdainful.
"That's almost what it means!" The cheap cat kept walking.
...
"Shut me up!"
Suddenly, a violent drunk came and shocked Yang Zhen and the cheap cat, turned their heads together and said in unison: "You shut up!"
At the next moment, the low-eyed cat's eyes lit up, looking at the iron-green face of Lu Baichi and asked enthusiastically, "Are you that idiot?"
"Fuck!"
Lu Baichi's face was black and he could squeeze out the water, and a blast burst into endless air waves, a monstrous momentum rose up, and it became overwhelming in the blink of an eye.
"what?"
"This...is this the power that the monk of the infant period can explode?"
"No... Impossible, why is it the same as the infancy, but there is a feeling of soul trembling underneath, what is this power?"
"It is worthy of Lu Baichi, it is really powerful. Is this the heritage of Huashan Fudi, Yang Zhen offended such a devil, it is really sad!"
...
Everyone was taken aback. Unexpectedly, Lu Baichi was able to erupt such a terrifying force.
In the midair, a violent force condensed into a big bird behind Lu Baichi, lifelike, beautiful, and screaming in the sky, the terrifying pressure swept in all directions, with a loud noise Yang Zhen rushed away.
"Okay! Yang Zhen, I originally wanted you to live a few more days, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant!"
Lu Baichi walked toward Yang Zhen step by step, the terrifying momentum seemed to be like a giant mountain to the top, and he came crazy to Yang Zhen.
"Created a spirit-level martial art?" Lu Baichi sneered and said, "Even Brother Wan, the most talented person in Huashan Fudi, dare not say that he can create spiritual martial arts. Haven't you created it? Come, I'm here Here, use your spirit-level martial arts to compete with me?"
Yang Zhen was dumbfounded and looked at Lu Baichi in amazement. He was also surprised.
Although this guy is also in the infancy, his breath is not weaker than him, even stronger than the general power-training period, and the ghost image behind him is more real than his dragon elephant!
Good guy, this is a terrific guy. No wonder he dare to pull it like this.
Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat with a look of embarrassment and said to Lu Baichi: "Actually, you misunderstood. I really want to keep a low profile this time and don't want to fight you, and..."
"And what?" Lu Baichi was condescending, staring at Yang Zhen with a somber face, and asked with a sneer.
Yang Zhen sighed, took out the hammer from the master, and gently touched the lines on the face with a soft face, and saw everyone's eyes pumping straight.
After a long time, Yang Zhen said to Lu Baichi: "And... my hammer is for money, forty hammers, forty hammers!"
what?
After hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone stared together, looking at Yang Zhen strangely, with a blank expression on his face.
Fight... Want money?
What are you doing?
And the charges are still so detailed, forty hammers, eighty hammers?
Amidst everyone's ignorance, Lu Baichi's face suddenly turned red, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, "Fuck, do you dare to play me?"
"What am I doing to you?" Yang Zhen pouted and said, "In our village, it's all done like this. Forty hammers ~ EbookFREE.me ~ eighty hammers, and small businessmen are not bullying, And check the face to face not to owe credit!"
Lu Baichi laughed, pointed at Yang Zhen, shook his head and said, "Yang Zhen, you let me down. Eighty, right, take out your biggest hammer, I can still afford this crystal, just ...Are you destined to take it?"
As soon as the words fell, Lu Baichi leapt into the body, suddenly a dazzling eruption burst out around him, and a terrifying wave rolled out. The whole person seemed to turn into a round of the sun, shining into the world, and everyone closed his eyes subconsciously. .
"This... what martial art is this?"
"It's terrifying, not to mention fighting, but standing here has a creepy feeling!"
"Is this the real strength of Lu Baichi, which is also terrible"
...
Everyone was taken aback and narrowed their eyes to look at Lu Baichi, who was like the sun in the air.
A tremendous cry of tears penetrated the world, and the big bird behind Lu Baichi was even more radiant.
God Wang Meiling was shocked and screamed in surprise: "Lu Baichi, did he break through again?"
At this moment, a grotesque voice came:
"You are electricity, you are light, you are the only sun, oh, ah, eight... ten!"
(End of this chapter)