From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 237 Guo Haiwang is mine!

Author: Nai He Heaven

Chapter 237 Guo Haiwang is mine!

On the field,

Cold empty black hair mad dance, heartbeat like thunder, red hair and purple, blue tendon plate tie the skin surface, ghost eyes, ghost face, ghostly open, look like ghosts.

The blood behind it is like a tide, and the waves are surging!

Yongjiro's red hair fluttered, his face was embarrassed, and the devil's back muscles seemed to cry and laughed.

The potential behind it is like a sea, twisting.

Boom!

In the spiritual vision (perception) of the warrior, the entire arena was divided into two halves by the "potential" of the two people, and was still hitting, entangled, and invisible thunder.

"Ha ha."

"This. This sense of oppression, the old man has not felt it for more than a hundred years."

"My blood is hot!"

Guo Haihuang laughed, and she was very happy.

Wudao will break through the old body to restrict the straight into the sky, and the "potential" of Yongjiro is entangled.

Although its "potential" is not as majestic as the two, it has been refined after more than a hundred years of training.

The aura covering over the arena is even boiling.

Whether it is a warrior who can perceive the intangible potential, or the ordinary people who can't perceive the people are becoming more and more depressed, and they are panicked.

Cold empty perception to Guo Haihuang's extremely condensed martial arts will, the corners of his mouth are opened, his expression is extremely excited, the hungry eyes are green, and you can't wait to swallow the martial arts will of Guo Haihuang immediately.

But Yongjiro was unhappy, and it was the exciting and twisted ghost face suddenly pulled down.

Because he is mixed with a small loach in the first deliciousness, it affects the coolness.

If he didn't get cold, he still had a mood to taste Guo Haihuang's side dish.

But when the cold air came, Yongjiro didn't want to let the side dishes affect the taste of the big meal.

Gaze under the eyes, contempt,

"Old man, it's nothing to do, right?"

No me?

Go down?

Guo Haihuang's mouth opened, and the light and clouds that kept on his face disappeared, instead of shame.

He, a master master who has more than 140 years of martial arts experience, is now a little bit of a little ghost by a zone?

Don't forget, the big ring is his home, the soul is light!

"Hehe. Young people don't know the height of the sky!"

Guo Haihuang's mouth corner of the mouth,

Alas!

The body suddenly moved towards Yongjiro. In the audience's vision, they could only see a shadow flashed.

"Let me teach you how to be a man, little ghost!"

Sound skills,

Pantter, punching, stabbing fist, scanning!

Pick your elbow, elbow, straight elbow, horizontal elbow!

Kick, kick, sweep kick, knock on your knees!

All kinds of Chinese martial arts essence was used by Guo Haihuang's flowing clouds, and the sound of intensive blows was exploded continuously.

Alas!

Alas!

Quick, soon!

The body brought up the road of the road. In the naked eye, Guo Haihuang seemed to divide several avatars. In just two seconds, he actually blasted a combination of more than 12 rounds in a row.

Quasible, very accurate!

The fist and elbow fell like the rain, but it fell accurately as a measurement as a measurement.

Ruthless, extremely ruthless!

Each blow is the extreme attack power that can hammer a few meters of thick stone walls.

Quick, quasi, ruthless, and being displayed by Guo Haihuang to the fullest.

Yongjiro was cracked by the beat, the blood splashed, and the sky was flying.

but.

But Yongjiro, who is in a state of ghosts, has far exceeded the human category.

He opened his hands and put them into his trouser pockets at some point. He stood on the spot and resisted Guo Haihuang's entire round of attacks. He only retreated slightly and suffered slight superficial damage, but did not suffer any qualitative damage.

"Ho ho. Old man, I told you that you are just a side dish, go down!"

"Don't affect my enjoyment of fighting!"

Yujiro still put his hands in his pockets, with a scornful smile on his face, forcing the wind to rise.

"Ho ho."

The kid's contempt and his ineffective attacks made Guo Haihuang explode.

He. He is the Poseidon who has been invincible for more than a hundred years!

Now his opponent is standing still and he can't defeat him. What does this mean?

It has been more than a hundred years since he was born. During these 50,000 days and nights, he gave up everything except martial arts and immersed himself in martial arts.

I have been practicing longer than anyone else, and I am more addicted than anyone else.

"How could I lose to these reckless men like you!"

With an explosive roar, Guo Haihuang turned his shoulders and bent his waist, making fists with both hands, with his right hand in front and his left hand behind. At the same time, he took a step forward with his right leg, spreading his feet apart to form a side-by-side half-squatting posture, forming an extremely standard Bengquan stance.

potential.

Bengquan rises and falls like waves!

The body is like a crossbow and the hands are like arrows!

call out!

The next moment, he exerted force on his back foot, and his body once again dodges in front of Yujiro. At the same time, the instep of his foot, which is in the ultimate detachment state, is whipped towards Yujiro's face like a hose.

Extremely powerful (legs)!

"Jiejie saw that I didn't fight back. Are you excited?"

Yujiro pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets and punched out violently with his right hand.

not good!

Seeing Yujiro start to fight back, Leng Kong secretly yelled something bad.

He had endured the power of Yujiro's ghost state and knew how terrifying it was.

The soles of the feet hit the ground, threads appeared, and the figures disappeared.

Open instantly!

Bang!

The feet are longer than the hands. Guo Haihuang's instep hit Yujiro's face first. The extreme burst of force immediately caused his nose to bleed.

boom!

But Yujiro's fist also hit him in the face in the next moment,

Guo Haiwang's old face immediately deformed. At this moment, he felt an extremely strong breath of death.

Fortunately, although the terrifying power of this blow vaguely reached the limit of his strength, it could be resolved without much physical exertion.

His body was flying backwards at a high speed, but Guo Haihuang was thanking Leng Kong for his intrusion in his heart.

Because if you really follow Yujiro's slow fighting style, when the opponent takes it seriously, your physical strength will definitely be running low, and it will be difficult to resist Yujiro's ghost power.

Do you still have martial ethics?

Facing a centenarian, you actually resort to physical exhaustion tactics?

Shameless!

call out!

The moment Guo Haihuang was smashed out and his body was ejected from behind, the cold air with blood mist floating on his body arrived.

Bang!

The thick thighs, whose muscles were twisted into twists, hit the side of Yujiro's neck like a giant axe.

boom!

The terrifying force was applied to him, and the ground immediately cracked. Yujiro immediately staggered, and his left calf, where his center of gravity was, sank halfway into the soil before he forcibly stopped himself.

Boom boom

At this moment, Guo Haihuang, who was flying back dozens of meters, hit the stone wall on the side of the field hard, with such force that his whole body sank in.

Huhu

The wind blew loudly, and Leng Kong's right foot had just struck down. Taking advantage of Yujiro's unstable figure, he pressed his right foot on Yujiro's shoulder to use force. He raised his body, stretched his left toes, calf, and thigh into a straight shape and hit Yujiro fiercely with his spear.

jaw.

The arrogant and strange force directly pulled Yujiro's legs out of the ground, and his body rose up.

"King Guo Hai is mine! Bastard."

Bang!

Leng Kong squatted down, put his hands against each other, and pressed the tip of his elbow hard against Yujiro's abdomen. The force exploded, causing his abdominal muscles to burst and bleed.

puff!

Unparalleled inhuman strength, even with Yujiro's physique, he couldn't help but bend down and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

(End of chapter)