Six people fought and met each other. Before they could hurt others, they broke one first.

The remaining five were angry. When did they become so embarrassing? Besides, there were so many black guards next to them watching, which was a bit embarrassing. If you don’t steam buns, you will be able to fight Wang Lang here today.

Wang Lang raised his hand and steadily supported the young man's knees. He did not forcefully, but pulled down with the young man's strength.

The four people under him rushed up in pairs.

Wang Lang's body was like noodles, and he could always avoid the attacks of several people in a strange posture.

The young man's palm formed a knife and came to Wang Lang's Tianling Spirit Gai.

Wang Lang shrank his waist and threw the boy into the sky with soft force. The boy's palm did not touch Wang Lang at all, and was thrown into the sky. The boy was not the son of the sky, so he had not said how awesome the queen of heaven could be.

The boy was more than twice as strong as the other person. Wang Lang put aside the boy and waved a punch to resist the strange handprints of the middle-aged man. His palm wrapped around Chou Yi's hand, and he carried the attacks of Gou Ge and Jiazi alive.

After shook back the middle-aged man and Chou Yi, Wang Lang roared and suddenly jumped up. With a flash of lightning, a crazy knee hit the Jiazi face. Jiazi was immediately stunned by Wang Lang. Wang Lang took advantage of the situation and grabbed Jiazi's collar with one hand, grabbed Jiazi's crotch with the other hand and threw Jiazi towards the boy who attacked again, blocking the boy.

Wang Lang flew up and headed towards the middle-aged man with great momentum. The middle-aged man stole his horse, circled his arms, and formed the strange handprints again waiting for Wang Lang to come.

But unexpectedly, Wang Lang turned a corner halfway, and the powerful Vajra Palm and the seventh level of the Divine Dragon directly chopped over the Dog Brother.

Brother Dog was quite confused when he fainted. Suddenly, he saw one hand suddenly getting bigger and bigger. Then his forehead became hot and his head was buzzing and he was no longer aware.

In less than five minutes, six people had been damaged half, and the three weakest combat power were taken care of by Wang Lang.

When those black-clothed guards saw that the arrogant and omnipotent teeth were coming up, they fell three times, and their worldview was refreshed. They were all curious where this master came from. It was so fucking that he could fight.

There are three more difficult ones left. Chou Yi is strong and resistant to beatings. The middle-aged man has a lot of internal strength and his martial arts are very strange. I don’t know where the wild path came from. The most troublesome one is the boy. He has strong internal strength, hard kung fu, and murderous moves are linked together, just like a personal killer weapon.

Wang Lang clamped his legs slightly. He really wanted to rub the painful crotch of his torn pants. After a few big moves, the wound felt torn open. This was not the kind of bleeding wound, but the ligament strain.

Three people attacked Wang Lang from three directions.

Wang Lang took out his ears and erected his ears. He didn't have three heads and six arms. He couldn't see clearly behind him. He could only lean on his ears. The ears were equivalent to another pair of eyes. So he had to keep his ears clean at all times.

The boy's face had no expression, his nailed shoes were spinning on the ground, and the stone bricks on the road were ground out of a lot of powder.

Chou Yi moved his muscles and bones.

The thumbs and index fingers of the middle-aged man's hands kept moving.

The twelve teeth will correspond to the twelve zodiac signs. This middle-aged man can judge from his martial arts that the corresponding one should be a sheep, not a docile little lamb, but a ferocious sheep who is arguing with others.

But this young man Wang Lang really couldn't see which zodiac sign corresponds to.

Judging from this appearance, it may be a monkey, but he didn't play monkey punch or something.

I don’t know how powerful the rest of the Twelve Teeth Organs have never seen before. But don’t be even better than this young man, so there are some ders.

Wang Lang was facing the boy, and Yu Guang was always paying attention to the middle-aged man and Chou Yi.

The boy walked to Wang Lang and stopped.

Suddenly.

The boy rose up from the ground.

He jumped directly above Wang Lang, and instantly made his feet. The speed of his legs reached a peak. He couldn't see clearly where and where. He could only see the blurred shadows superimposed, which made people feel that the boy had countless legs.

Wang Lang held a black card in his palm, and his hands kept slapping out his palms.

It also gives people an illusion, an illusion that Wang Lang has grown countless arms.

Only the sound of slap is heard one after another.

You can even see Mars splashing out of Wang Lang's palms.

The boy was wearing nail shoes, which was really nailed shoes. The nails and the black card collided, and the sparks fell off.

Chou Yi seized the opportunity and punched Wang Lang in the back of his heart.

The middle-aged man bent his legs towards Wang Lang's legs with a sweeping punch.

The next scene will be unforgettable for everyone.

The middle-aged man's legs were faster, and he swept Wang Lang's legs in a moment. Unexpectedly, Wang Lang's legs bent before the middle-aged man's legs came and directly wrapped around the middle-aged man's legs.

A low growl came out of his throat, and his waist twisted. The middle-aged man was wrapped around his legs and swung backwards by Wang Lang, and hit Chou Yi hard.

Chou Yi and the middle-aged man were confused when they collided.

Wang Lang's arms were still so fast, and the boy's legs were still fast, and Mars was still splashing desperately.

But the boy was getting more and more struggling, and his speed was getting slower and slower. He felt his legs stepping into the swamp and sink deeper.

The originally blurred legs gradually became clear.

Until the final freeze.

Wang Lang held the boy's two ankles and pulled them down. When the boy landed, he turned into a palm knife and came towards Wang Lang.

However, Wang Lang was not afraid at all. He grabbed the boy's ankle and lifted it up. The boy flew back like a small boat in the waves.

Halfway through the flight, Wang Lang pulled back. Wang Lang held one of the boy's legs with both hands, and carried it up with force on his shoulders. He heard the boy's muffled groan, and Wang Lang immediately removed one of his legs.

Wang Lang took off his other leg with no effort to cover his ears.

Before he could breathe, the strong wind behind him was fierce. Wang Lang went sideways to avoid it. The roots of his legs suddenly hurt. Wang Lang almost couldn't help but scream. It was finally a little late. The fist of the casserole brushed Wang Lang's ears, and it hurt so much.

Wang Lang rotated on the spot, the carp thrust, and rose against the wind. Everyone saw Wang Lang's shoulders gently resisting, and Chou Yi, who had more than 200 kilograms, flew high and fell heavily to the ground.

He did not give Chou Yi a chance to get up at all. Wang Lang's legs were hurting so hard that his ignorance was shaking up, and he rushed over and punched Chou Yi's face.

I don’t know how strong it is, but I only saw the blue bricks behind the ugly head lying on the ground.

Wang Lang was still going to beat him, but the middle-aged man rushed over, and Wang Lang rolled on the spot and hid away.

The middle-aged man refused to give in and was extremely fast. He came to Wang Lang in just a few seconds and continued to move towards Wang Lang's ribs.

Wang Lang could understand it. The middle-aged man's big thumb and little finger were very strong. He suddenly penetrated into the gap between the ribs. He would feel dizzy even if he didn't die.

The wind was so loud that Wang Lang raised one arm and held the middle-aged man's arms and raised it.

Clench your fist with one hand and go from bottom to top.

One punch!

The seventh level of the dragon power is superimposed one after another.

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, drew a parabola on his body, and then he spitted out another mouthful of blood when he landed on the ground. The painful eyes were almost protruding out of his eye sockets.

Wang Lang shook his body a few times, and couldn't help it anymore. He put his hand into his crotch and rubbed it, and his face was so painful that it changed.

There is a sound around.

Wang Lang turned his head and there were four people standing around him, in different shapes.

"Hamapi! Come again?"
Chapter completed!