Chapter 89

The Golden Dragon's claws shine with a cold light.

On the other side, Liu Xiaoer rubbed his fist and wiped his heel, and a pair of sharp thorns in the meat palm burst out suddenly.

They looked at each other, their eyes were trying to extinguish each other's flame.

Tang Muchen's eyes coagulated and took the lead. Even if Liu Xiaoer was a soul respect with himself or even higher level than himself, Tang Muchen did not advise at all.

There is no fancy attack, just a straight line fist.

As we all know, straight line is a faster and more direct means than curve.

Although the curve is beautiful, it is not as strong as the straight line.

Tang Muchen gathered quick, accurate and cruel strength and hit Liu Xiaoer's head hard.

Liu Xiaoer laughed in his heart that you still want to break through the grade gap.

Simply put your hands horizontally on your head to drive your soul and prepare to solve this wave.

Unfortunately, belittling the enemy is Liu Xiaoer's biggest loophole.

The fear didn't alert him.

This straight fist completely broke Liu Xiaoer's mouth and damaged his palm.

The whole right hand is bloody.

It would be a pity that Liu Xiaoer might still have a chance to live if he had been serious about the enemy just now.

There is no doubt that he will die this time. Liu Xiaoer only felt that his right hand was unconscious and realized that something was wrong. Tang Muchen completely leaped the level and challenged him as simple as killing a chicken. What should I do.

The answer, of course, is scrambled eggs with cold sauce.

Liu Xiaoer was not gifted at all. His current strength is improved by the genius treasure secretly taken from Yuexuan.

The power of a fist is so terrible.

Another punch hit him in the face.

If you want to beat others, you have to beat them here.

Tang Muchen knows the truth here.

A punch fell on his face, and Liu Xiaoer's already ordinary face changed color in an instant.

Oh, no, it's more color.

Red blood flowed from his nose, eyes and mouth.

The whole person looks like a bloody man, some ferocious and terrible.

"Asshole."

His voice was a little shaky. Maybe a punch just now broke his teeth and swallowed it.

He had to look unspeakable.

This is a battle of great disparity in strength.

After receiving a punch, Tang Muchen jumped up, made a 360 degree rotation in the air, and threw a whip leg directly into his face.

Liu Xiaoer staggered and reluctantly raised his bloody tiger palm to resist.

Hello, everyone, this is the commentator. Yun Shenhua sees the moon. There is no accident. Three seconds later, we can easily see a guy who spits blood from the corners of his mouth and falls out of his teeth. The guy who started radio gymnastics stretching in the air flips two large circles in the air and falls to the ground. Unfortunately, the landing failed. Referee Tang Muchen gave him a sympathy score.

Back to the point, Tang Muchen's foot infused his strong strength, which can be said to kick him into a pig's head.

"Cough, poof." Liu Xiaoer fell to the ground and spewed a mouthful of blood.

He was covered with blood, his teeth were broken, and his face was beaten like a pig's head.

Unable to see the look just now, he was forced to crawl on the ground and couldn't get up.

Dada dada.

Slight footsteps.

Tang Muchen walked slowly to his side.

Step directly on his face.

"Who came to you?"

Tang Muchen forced him to ask.

Liu Xiaoer was stubborn and didn't intend to say.

"Even if I die, I won't say it. Tang Muchen, I'll kill you sooner or later."

He yelled, totally ignoring Tang Muchen's mood.

This kind of person is true. There are some sand sculptures. His life is in the hands of others. He dares to be so crazy. I really don't know how to write the word death.

Tang Muchen doesn't think so. He's not a murderer, but he won't let go of any enemy.

"Oh, really?" Tang Muchen smiled.

He went to the other side of Liu Xiaoer and said with a smile, "Xiaoer."

His feet fell heavily.

Click.

The sound of fracture and fragmentation.

It's not so crispy to eat those puffed foods.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

"It hurts so much."

Liu Xiaoer whirled wildly with his broken leg.

He rubbed the mud on the ground.

"The soul is light."

He squeezed the words out of his mouth.

"Oh, why, are bad people called good people now?"

"It seems that we still have to see what the honest man and the good man do. I'll help you correct it."

"If you succeed, I will die even worse, waiter."

Repeat the same action with a heavy kick.

Card eraser.

Crunchy.

Liu Xiaoer didn't struggle this time.

His eyes rolled over and fainted.

"Gee, that won't work." Tang Muchen tutted.

Then, take off your trouser belt.

Wake him up first.