"Laozi's disciple, when is it your turn to teach?"

The shadow's left arm curled slightly, and a black fist wrapped in leather gloves was held in the palm.

Then a bold, rough voice, mercilessly scolded out.

The dull eyes of the crowd fell on the shadow

A shiny bald head is shining.

Under the bald head is that full face ruffian gas middle-aged uncle appearance.

At the moment, he is looking at the powerful "sickle" with a kind of cool and arrogant posture.

"Who is this

This question rises in the minds of all the onlookers at the same time.

But a group of people are the exception!

That's the students who really understand Dingchuan fighting department.

Their eyes are far more dull than others.

"Ruan Ruan Xiongfeng

Zhang Shaotang's heart is like a hundred thousand highland yaks galloping by.

"How could it be him?"

Ruan Xiongfeng's domineering and forceful, that is, the more people understand, the more they will feel the existence of terror!

Just, why at this point in time, but so abrupt appearance?

"Teacher..."

Mu fan looked at the bright back of the head, almost can reflect his own face.

That familiar breath and familiar curse, let Mu fan heart have no reason for a warm, low voice respectfully said.

Sickle's green eyes with strange smell stare at Ruan Xiongfeng.

The palm of the other party is bigger than his, what's more exaggerated is

His fist seemed to be built in the wall by concrete, and could not move at all.

This sudden appearance of bald head, has enough to frighten the strength!

"You It's Who? "

Sickle slowly opened his mouth, with inexplicable fear in his tone, and a kind of anger hidden in the deeper.

You son of a bitch!

This sentence, sickle vowed that he would never forget it in his life.

No one dares to speak to the full members of the night teaching group.

Does this bald head know that he is looking for death?

"Are you deaf? He is my disciple, and I am his teacher. How can I explain it to you? "

In a grim smile, Ruan Xiongfeng's left arm slowly pressed down.

And then the creaking sound rings in the corridor in an instant.

All the people around him swallowed a mouthful of saliva. They did not dare to say a word of superfluous words, because the veins on the sickle's face, which was originally carved with knives and axes, were now full of blue veins and red.

But it can only be lowered a little by the arm.

Collapse!

A stone slab under his right foot exploded instantly.

The big bald head with ruffian Qi actually pressed the sickle's feet into the stone surface.

"I'm from dawn College - sickle!"

The grey haired man in the red windbreaker finally got angry, and his whole body made a bone burst.

His left hand clenched his fist in a free state, and his thumb joints bent outward, facing the bald man opposite.

And then it exploded like a whip in the air.

The sickle's left arm throws out a strange arc.

Red sleeves once again draw a red sickle track in the air.

The red moon!

Whoosh!

Those who concentrate on the experts here, pupil suddenly shrink.

Because they didn't see how the big bald right hand appeared in the air.

The big hand suddenly appears, the palm of the palm is striking at the red sickle which is rapidly plunging.

Ruan Xiongfeng showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and then slapped down with his right hand.

Bang!

A huge blow sounds, the palm of the hand that appeared suddenly before clapped heavily.

Sickle only felt his left hand was heavily swung by a mecha.

There was even a heavy creak on the shoulder.

Later, the sickle's left hand was firmly pressed in the palm by Ruan Xiongfeng's right hand.

The bald man, who is so strong and terrible to the extreme, has only two moves since his appearance.

He completely suppressed the sickle from the night teaching group.

And the muscles bulged to the exploding arms, and the sickle could not move!

Ignoring each other's struggle, Ruan Xiongfeng's grinning face stares at the sickle, and his rough voice is deafening.

"In front of Laozi How dare you behave

"I don't care who you are!"

Hold the arms of the opponent's fists and throw them up.

Under this great and unpredictable force, the sickle's arms were thrown away completely out of control.

Then this time, the most shocking is indeed Mu fan behind him.

Because, from now on, Ruan Xiongfeng's speed completely broke away from his vision limit.Ruan Xiongfeng, holding his hands high in the air.

But another remnant image suddenly flashed out of its place.

There is a huge crack with a diameter of more than half a meter on the ground!

The third image breaks through the scope of the first two shadows, and then a white fog bursts out.

Mu fan only feels that the air in front of him seems to be dispersed by the suddenly rising tyrant figure.

On the elbow and shoulder of the third remnant of Ruan Xiongfeng, there is a white air flow visible to the naked eye.

In the white fog, the black figure appears.

I don't know when the right foot intrudes into the sickle's feet, and a more and more bright bald head is getting closer and closer in the field of vision.

And then there was the huge shoulder that made his heart beat wildly.

At the last moment, the sickle with all one's strength, his hands and ten fingers folded in his chest angrily.

Creak

There was a bone crack.

Boom!

The black figure stands still.

After the red windbreaker pulled out a red light and shadow in the air, it exploded into pieces all over the sky, and then the black shadow among them was castrated and went straight through the huge tree!

The trunk of the giant cinnamon tree has no sign of a man-shaped cavity.

A left foot in a riveted leather boot stretched back heavily, then stepped down, and the gravel broke to both sides.

A gully more than 15 meters stopped at the end.

Under the fried red sleeves, two trembling arms overlapped in front of the body, and a hollow visible to the naked eye appeared in the palm.

One foot was stuck in the roadbed about 20 centimeters behind her.

The sickle's face, nearly half of the capillaries cracked, looked like a bloody man at the moment.

In the Shuguang academy camp, the student who once spoke, shivered and covered his mouth.

The bald man, with only one stroke

Iron mountain depends on.

A raised hand move used by countless fighters as a starting gesture.

Unexpectedly, the gray haired man who was like a giant scythe of mecha blasted through the whole cinnamon tree.

That bald head

Is he still human?

"Why don't you have a word with me again?"

Ruan Xiongfeng shook his right shoulder and spit on the ground with no grace.

"You..."

Under the sickle's red windbreaker, this moment lights up countless light paths.

It's like a fully electrified robot.

His eyes began to diffuse with astonishing anger.

The black trouser legs are now like iron pillars thoroughly burned to the melting point.

The steaming heat floated all over the body.

....

"Pretend to be a hundred year old fucker."

Ruan Xiongfeng's first word spit out, the whole person has turned into a residual image that begins to curl away.

At this moment, all the people around him opened their mouths wide.

One step three meters, one step a residual image.

From stepping, to jumping up to mid air, and then to landing.

Nine shadows were suspended in the retina at the same time.

Then that big bald head with a body of startling evil spirit appeared in front of the sickle, right foot violent heavy step.

Roar!

It's like the roar of an ancient saber toothed tiger.

A whole circle of stone slabs burst apart at the same time.

At this moment, they were covered by smoke and dust.

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