Chapter 152: Qin Mengzhu, emotional runaway

"嘭!"
Wu Su Xiaomo poured her spiritual power between her fingers and stuck it in the middle of the between the two petals of Lao Tie.
"what----"
的 The pain, which could not be described in words, was rippling in the Yanwu field.
"His!"
武 Many warriors sucked in air-conditioning, and the parts that could not be described were suddenly raised up, the spine was cold, and the scalp was numb.
There are many fatal points in the human body, such as Baihui, such as the temple.
In a world of high martial arts like the continent of stars, if it is severely hit, let alone the violent on the spot, it will also bring great harm.
Like Li Fei just now.
Kicked on Sun Ye's temple. Although he didn't fart on the spot, he also felt dizzy and fainted, creating a casting opportunity for the iron boned shadowless feet.
Qiangbaihui and Temple are exposed to the outside, and the warrior has some spiritual power to protect him.
The undescriptive area in the middle of the buttocks is the most vulnerable point.
This is going to be a surprise attack, it is absolutely very painful. If you gather the strong spiritual power to 捅 paste, it is even more irresistible!
"what----"
Lao Tie covered her buttocks, jumping and jumping in Yanwu Stadium, her face was extremely embarrassing.
Judging from the expression alone, I understand what kind of pain is.
"Shameless!"
"Rough means!"
The puppet league leaders condemned in anger.
This kind of fingerless description of the part is really the next work, but any people in the rivers and lakes who want to point their faces will not show.
Xun Jun often laughed and said secretly: "A group of handsome gentlemen."
Although the disciple means loss points, as long as he defeats his opponent to win.
What's more, the opportunity was also created by him, and he didn't use the method of three abuses as soon as he came up.
Blame the kid if you want to blame it, if you don't protect your butt, expose the big flaw.
From this mentality point of view, Su Xiaomo's ‘chrysanthemum remnants and wounds on the ground’ means must have been taught by him.
Xiu Laotie was still covering her buttocks and jumping around in Yanwu Stadium, tears shed.
I can see that it really hurts!
"brush!"
Su Su Xiaomo rushed in a stride, her body rose in the air, and her right foot swept across.
On the strength of the foot, Li Fei is much stronger than Li Fei. The opponent is in pain and has not formed a defense at all, so he is extremely accurate on the temple on the left face.
During the retreat period, Jun Changxiao must have taught them, otherwise, it is impossible to shoot is an important point!
"嘭 "
Lao Tie, who was covering her buttocks, was dizzy, and flew out like a cannonball, and landed dozens of meters outside the Yanwu Stadium.
Ironbone Pie, win another game!
"..."
The mouths of the big brothers and warriors twitched.
The first game of Qi Hao's loss can also be described by intention. The second game is the suppression of power and martial arts. This third game looks very easy.
Normal study, the earlier competitions are appetizers, the more exciting the later, the easier it is to feel how to fight!
Qin Haoran was so angry that his teeth were shaking.
I think he can win at most one game. If the disciples use it improperly, they may be shaved.
Lost all three games, what a face!
Xun Jun often laughed: "Master Qin, did you deliberately release water to send a group of miscellaneous fishes?"
This remark seemed to turn into a sharp sword, slamming it on Qin Haoran's heart, making him look slightly stunned.
Abominable guy!
I only played the third game, and as long as I win four games in a row, you still have to be a dog in the stables like a dog!
The Qin League leader no longer cares about shaving his head. As long as he wins the back games, as long as he wins, he can trample on the self-esteem of Jun Changxiao.
"Hu Zheng, come on."
"Yes."
Hu Zheng's autobiographical disciple came out.
He is a disciple of Shangpin Linggen, and his strength is a peak warrior!
Qi Qin Haoran did not send Zhongpin Linggen Jiupin to the martial arts disciples, so he must win this race to improve morale.
Xun Jun often laughed and thought, and said, "Sin yourself, go."
"Hoo!"
Xiao Xiao's fists clenched tightly, and the exposed muscles suddenly strengthened and became solid, and then stepped towards the central area of ​​Yanwu Stadium.
Wang Donglin frowned: "This son's physical strength is probably better than the first three disciples."
Looking at Xiao Xinji, Ai Shangyun patted his head, and suddenly realized: "No wonder this son can win the martial arts champion, it must be because of taking plastic body!
Uh ...
"Haoqimen, Hu Zheng."
"Iron skeleton, Xiao sin himself."
After the two reported their names, the match began.
The disciples who howled Hu Zheng were full of spirits, and immediately displayed their fists, not only rolling up the waves, but also hissing.
"Hao Qimen's unique martial arts, high-grade wind thunder fist!"
"Chinese martial arts skills, under the peak of the martial arts show, the power must easily break through to 20,000 pounds!"
"If that disciples disciple is bombed, the result ..."
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Before he finished speaking, the storm-like fist had exploded.
However, Xiao sin has stood still, spread his hands, and punched the fist from all angles.
叫 That is called elegant!
The big brothers looked a little dizzy.
Hu Zhengshi, who is a top-ranked martial artist, exhibited high-grade martial arts skills with an absolute strength of 20,000 kilograms. Even if you block, you can withstand so many strengths.
I stepped back!
I am, however, a disciple of Haoqimen!
Because Xiao Sinji used his opponent's tricks, he raised his arm and flung him back, and took a few steps back directly.
This blow is very powerful, and it is definitely above 1.8W.
"brush!"
Xiao Xiao's sin has stepped forward, his spiritual power poured into his right arm, and then threw it again.
Hu Zheng, who had just stabilized himself, hurriedly raised his arms to block, but listening to the loud noise of 嘭 嘭, was directly backed by the 轰 轰.
This……
Everyone was stunned.
多 How strong the physical body of that kid is, can attack the peak warrior so embarrassed with the potential of frontal attack!
"Unbelievable!" Ma Donglin exclaimed.
He's never seen it before, a warrior can temper the power of the body to such a terrifying level.
When Xuan saw his disciples were almost unsteady, Qin Haoran was stunned.
This battle is too crucial.
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Defeat is defeated, but there is a bright spot.
In the presence of so many people, as the leader of one faction and the leader of the alliance, he should ...
Qin Haoran didn't dare to think about it anymore, and didn't care about his identity. He seemed to be irrational and growled at Hu Zheng: "Stand your body, fight back, fight back!"
"..."
The gangsters were silent.
They can fully understand that Qin Meng's mood is out of control.
After all, if this disciple loses again, he will go to the iron skeleton to clean the latrine!
"Sin yourself."
Xun Jun often smiled and hugged his hand, and said lightly, "Have a hard time for this seat!"
Xiao Xiao had been ordered to sin, and he poured all his spiritual power into his arms, suddenly slamming it, and banged towards Hu Zheng who had just stood still.
That strength, that energy can only be described as sturdy!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
萧 Under the violent bombardment of Xiao Xiji ’s arm like a big iron pillar, Hu Zheng is like a boxer in the boxing arena, who can only bend his arms to protect his head as much as possible.
The boxing ring also has guardrails to prevent backwards.
There is no Wu Yan Wuchang, so Hu Zheng's dizziness dizzy and swollen back.
Qi Qin Haoran shouted angrily: "Hide away, fight back ..."
Qi Hu was suddenly dazzled by the blast, and his ears were gradually deafened, and the head of the anger almost weakened until he was completely annihilated.
"噗通!"
Finally, he covered his head and fell to the ground, the blue sky seemed to spin infinitely, and the soul seemed to float out of his body.
"噗!" Watching his disciples fall out of the Yanwu field, Qin Haoran covered his chest, spitting blood, and his face was extremely stubborn.