Chapter 1583
Ding, Ding, Dong!
All of Alva's attacks in the crash It's never been able to fight effectively.
As long as his attack can play, he is confident that he can hit.
But each time just shot, the other side as if foretold the general, just stuck in his starting point.
Let his next attack be instantaneously stopped.
The feeling, it almost exploded.
"Ah
Alva's howl exploded in the night sky.
However, his roar just lasted a second and then stopped.
Mu fan takes back the short stick.
The opponent's attack was cut off again.
This feeling of strength but no use made Alva almost vomit blood.
His strength and weapons could not play a role at all, and he could only be beaten passively like a mainland turtle.
Finally, after being interrupted for dozens of times, Alva turned back to his original place and looked at Mu fan in the opposite side angrily, panting like an ox.
A head of unruly long hair at the moment with the master's angry mood in the wind.
"Dare you fight me like a man!"
In this roar, Alva turned his axe and shield to both sides in full view of the crowd Throw it!
The weapon made of bone and gold was thrown away by him.
The breeze under the night sky is blowing Alva's hair, and his angular face is as brave as the Sun God against the light of the torch.
But the bloodstain in my eyes has destroyed the beauty.
"Fist to fist, foot to foot, fight like a man, dare you?"
A thick roar burst out of his chest, and Alva's anger had accumulated to the utmost.
Hearing the roar on the opposite side, Mu fan's eyes are cold.
In the light air tremor, the rotating stick stops slowly.
Bending down like a wolf, Mu fan's mouth curls up a radian.
"That will satisfy you."
Stab your left hand down!
The short stick stands on the ground, and Youneng begins to flow back to the heart from the palm. Without the maintenance of energy, the curved light sickle blade at the moment returns to its ordinary appearance, a dark gold short stick with dense patterns.
Mu fan patted his hands, slowly straightened up, the blood vessels on the whole body muscles highlighted more clearly.
Mu fan then went to face Alva, who was stronger than him. His voice could be heard clearly in the wind: "can you be convinced if you win?"
"Oh. If you can beat me, I'll take you. Unfortunately The one who can beat me Alva has not come out yet! "
In the eyes of al'a, the fighting spirit is rising infinitely, and the momentum in the field is climbing again at this moment.
"Roar!"
"Come on
For a moment, more cheers broke out around.
The excited faces of the Baijia people all turned red.
Fight! battle!
As soon as they saw this most primitive scene of violence, they were excited by the fighting attribute imprinted on their bones.
"Brother mu, come on, my sister is waiting for you."
The little fat Enoch yelled in his voice. Nuo Nuo's face turned red. She glared at the little fat man who made a grimace. Then she looked at Mu fan shyly and nodded her head.
"Hey."
Mu fan see Nuo's eyes, hey smile, the body's indifference began to retreat like the tide.
Instead
The fury of the beast.
"Hoo..."
"Hoo..."
In the chest undulation, Mu fan's panting sound sounded like a wild animal.
When the big lunge is opened, the right fist is twisted to the rear like a powerful arrow, and even crackling sounds are heard in the arms.
The soles of the foot stack up more than 17 times in a flash, pressing into a step and landing heavily.
Dong -
all the people felt was a heavy drum on the eardrum, as if they heard a giant elephant trampling on the ground.
Then in their field of vision, Mufan's ground suddenly collapsed.
He punches with a man, like a cannon shell that goes straight ahead.
Mu fan, who is not bulky, actually launches a rush attack?
"Good!"
Alva burst out, and finally a little excitement flashed through his pupils, and his muscles curled up. The muscles were shining like rocks in the light of the fire.
With him, the strongest of the younger generation of Baijia people, alvabi strength?
It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen in his life.
Alva meets Mu fan and takes the first step, and his body is like a cheetah.
Vigorous posture, not a bit muddled.
Six styles, steel!
Six moves · rush step!
Superimposed moves————Six styles · cannon!
In the rapid circulation of blood, the compressed energy rushes out of the atrium again and perfuses the hands and legs.
Pull out a shadow of Mu fan in the rush suddenly a meal.
The next second, the ground sank five centimeters, and Mu fan's figure was accelerated by 50 percent in an instant!
The two figures collided.
Boom!
Just like a huge rock collision, the sound of the wind that two people bring up collides with the machine at this moment, and a circle of air waves is surging in an instant.
Mu fan, who is shown by the freeze frame, keeps his fist posture.
Alvar's long hair was thrown up and his right arm was hammered out like a giant log.
The two men collapsed at the same time, ploughing deep soil marks on the ground.
"Yes, that's how it feels. If you want to win my respect, let the white Jia people see your power! "
Even if it just seems to have hit a mountain directly, the force of the heavy shock makes his muscles spasm.
That power really surprised Alva.
But
It was like a stimulant that made Alva wild.
Boom!
the two punch again.
Alva's right leg suddenly popped out when he was about to fight, shaking Mu fan and kicking him out of five meters!
"Come again!"
Feeling the terrible power almost comparable to Ruan Xiongfeng, Mu fan didn't feel frustrated. Instead, his smile became bigger and bigger, and he cried out freely.
……
Stacking technique, six styles · impact hammer.
Boom!
Alva put his arms in a fist, but was driven into the air by Sheng Sheng.
……
Boom!
Mu fan flies out of the dust like a sandbag.
……
Bang!
Alva had a deep purple punch mark on his shoulder blade.
Bang!
Open the Mu fan of six styles and steel, and look down at his abdomen.
A big punch was printed on it.
Just one punch almost broke his energy.
But the madness in Mu fan's blood is burning like a fire.
……
There was a lot of fighting.
At this time, the two show a shocking sense of violence.
Click!
Mu fan has just swept off a rock wood that his hands can hold.
Click.
Alva was born with one punch and made a deep hole in the blue steel stone.
Two people, you come and I go.
People's shocked eyes soon became dull.
"This Is this Alva? "
A two meter tall man stammered to himself.
Around him, more than a dozen of his companions clung to their axes, but could not say a word of response.
The man whose face was blue and purple and whose whole body was covered with blood was Alva?
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All of Alva's attacks in the crash It's never been able to fight effectively.
As long as his attack can play, he is confident that he can hit.
But each time just shot, the other side as if foretold the general, just stuck in his starting point.
Let his next attack be instantaneously stopped.
The feeling, it almost exploded.
"Ah
Alva's howl exploded in the night sky.
However, his roar just lasted a second and then stopped.
Mu fan takes back the short stick.
The opponent's attack was cut off again.
This feeling of strength but no use made Alva almost vomit blood.
His strength and weapons could not play a role at all, and he could only be beaten passively like a mainland turtle.
Finally, after being interrupted for dozens of times, Alva turned back to his original place and looked at Mu fan in the opposite side angrily, panting like an ox.
A head of unruly long hair at the moment with the master's angry mood in the wind.
"Dare you fight me like a man!"
In this roar, Alva turned his axe and shield to both sides in full view of the crowd Throw it!
The weapon made of bone and gold was thrown away by him.
The breeze under the night sky is blowing Alva's hair, and his angular face is as brave as the Sun God against the light of the torch.
But the bloodstain in my eyes has destroyed the beauty.
"Fist to fist, foot to foot, fight like a man, dare you?"
A thick roar burst out of his chest, and Alva's anger had accumulated to the utmost.
Hearing the roar on the opposite side, Mu fan's eyes are cold.
In the light air tremor, the rotating stick stops slowly.
Bending down like a wolf, Mu fan's mouth curls up a radian.
"That will satisfy you."
Stab your left hand down!
The short stick stands on the ground, and Youneng begins to flow back to the heart from the palm. Without the maintenance of energy, the curved light sickle blade at the moment returns to its ordinary appearance, a dark gold short stick with dense patterns.
Mu fan patted his hands, slowly straightened up, the blood vessels on the whole body muscles highlighted more clearly.
Mu fan then went to face Alva, who was stronger than him. His voice could be heard clearly in the wind: "can you be convinced if you win?"
"Oh. If you can beat me, I'll take you. Unfortunately The one who can beat me Alva has not come out yet! "
In the eyes of al'a, the fighting spirit is rising infinitely, and the momentum in the field is climbing again at this moment.
"Roar!"
"Come on
For a moment, more cheers broke out around.
The excited faces of the Baijia people all turned red.
Fight! battle!
As soon as they saw this most primitive scene of violence, they were excited by the fighting attribute imprinted on their bones.
"Brother mu, come on, my sister is waiting for you."
The little fat Enoch yelled in his voice. Nuo Nuo's face turned red. She glared at the little fat man who made a grimace. Then she looked at Mu fan shyly and nodded her head.
"Hey."
Mu fan see Nuo's eyes, hey smile, the body's indifference began to retreat like the tide.
Instead
The fury of the beast.
"Hoo..."
"Hoo..."
In the chest undulation, Mu fan's panting sound sounded like a wild animal.
When the big lunge is opened, the right fist is twisted to the rear like a powerful arrow, and even crackling sounds are heard in the arms.
The soles of the foot stack up more than 17 times in a flash, pressing into a step and landing heavily.
Dong -
all the people felt was a heavy drum on the eardrum, as if they heard a giant elephant trampling on the ground.
Then in their field of vision, Mufan's ground suddenly collapsed.
He punches with a man, like a cannon shell that goes straight ahead.
Mu fan, who is not bulky, actually launches a rush attack?
"Good!"
Alva burst out, and finally a little excitement flashed through his pupils, and his muscles curled up. The muscles were shining like rocks in the light of the fire.
With him, the strongest of the younger generation of Baijia people, alvabi strength?
It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever seen in his life.
Alva meets Mu fan and takes the first step, and his body is like a cheetah.
Vigorous posture, not a bit muddled.
Six styles, steel!
Six moves · rush step!
Superimposed moves————Six styles · cannon!
In the rapid circulation of blood, the compressed energy rushes out of the atrium again and perfuses the hands and legs.
Pull out a shadow of Mu fan in the rush suddenly a meal.
The next second, the ground sank five centimeters, and Mu fan's figure was accelerated by 50 percent in an instant!
The two figures collided.
Boom!
Just like a huge rock collision, the sound of the wind that two people bring up collides with the machine at this moment, and a circle of air waves is surging in an instant.
Mu fan, who is shown by the freeze frame, keeps his fist posture.
Alvar's long hair was thrown up and his right arm was hammered out like a giant log.
The two men collapsed at the same time, ploughing deep soil marks on the ground.
"Yes, that's how it feels. If you want to win my respect, let the white Jia people see your power! "
Even if it just seems to have hit a mountain directly, the force of the heavy shock makes his muscles spasm.
That power really surprised Alva.
But
It was like a stimulant that made Alva wild.
Boom!
the two punch again.
Alva's right leg suddenly popped out when he was about to fight, shaking Mu fan and kicking him out of five meters!
"Come again!"
Feeling the terrible power almost comparable to Ruan Xiongfeng, Mu fan didn't feel frustrated. Instead, his smile became bigger and bigger, and he cried out freely.
……
Stacking technique, six styles · impact hammer.
Boom!
Alva put his arms in a fist, but was driven into the air by Sheng Sheng.
……
Boom!
Mu fan flies out of the dust like a sandbag.
……
Bang!
Alva had a deep purple punch mark on his shoulder blade.
Bang!
Open the Mu fan of six styles and steel, and look down at his abdomen.
A big punch was printed on it.
Just one punch almost broke his energy.
But the madness in Mu fan's blood is burning like a fire.
……
There was a lot of fighting.
At this time, the two show a shocking sense of violence.
Click!
Mu fan has just swept off a rock wood that his hands can hold.
Click.
Alva was born with one punch and made a deep hole in the blue steel stone.
Two people, you come and I go.
People's shocked eyes soon became dull.
"This Is this Alva? "
A two meter tall man stammered to himself.
Around him, more than a dozen of his companions clung to their axes, but could not say a word of response.
The man whose face was blue and purple and whose whole body was covered with blood was Alva?
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