Chapter 1459

Yangxu listened to the young man's mouth, and he didn't know how many brothers he had.

"Come on, come on, give me two more punches. I didn't expect anyone to have so much strength except my west side!"

The simple and honest young man came out of the mountain as soon as he earned his body gently.

Bear the power of Yangxu's fist.

He didn't get hurt. He moved his arms. He stared at Yangxu eagerly:

"Come on, fight again."

Yang Xu shook his head:

"No."

"Why not fight? I like fighting best!"

The simple and honest young man stared and didn't seem to understand why Yang Xu refused.

Yang Xu looked at him with a smile:

"Tell me first, where is this place? Where are you from? What's your name?"

"This is the west side. I'm also from the west side. Where did I come from?"

He pointed in the distance:

"Everyone in the Western District lives there. Don't worry about the Dragon making trouble. By the way, my name is Dalin. You can call me Linzi."

"I've answered your questions. Let's play again. Will you play again?"

Stalin looked expectantly at Yang Xu.

"This is the west side. Is there also the east side, the south side and the north side?"

Dalin nodded and looked at Yang Xu curiously:

"Which district are you from? I've fought with the southeast and North District before. Why haven't I seen you before?"

Yang Xu did not answer and continued to ask:

"When you say that dragons come to make trouble, do you mean that there are dragons on the island? What kind of dragons are they? Climbing dragons, flying dragons, or the same dragon as the one just now?"

Pooh!

Stalin laughed:

"What kind of dragon was that just now? It's just a companion of an ordinary dragon. I'll hammer it with an axe... Eh, why don't you even know the companion?"

Stalin looked at Yang Xu suspiciously:

"Which district are you from? Even in the southeast and North, you don't even know the accompanying animals, let alone what the dragon is!"

"You must have never participated in the dragon fight. You don't belong to us, right! Right! Right!"

Stalin shouted "right or wrong" three times, as loud as thunder.

Despite his simple and honest appearance, he didn't react slowly and stretched out his hand violently:

HuLong!

A hundred meters away, the stone axe seemed to be summoned and whizzed into his hand.

A black belt was tied to the handle of the stone axe. Stalin grabbed the belt and swung the stone axe:

Hoo Hoo!

He suddenly flew up, stood in the air and shouted:

"Brother stone! Brother Bruce Lee! Brother tiger!"

"Come on!"

Yang Xu frowned:

This stupid guy knows how to call people.

Well, let him shout.

Yang Xu wants to see who this guy on Fengshen island is.

If the legend is true.

Stalin, they are probably descendants of a hundred nationalities.

In particular, looking at Stalin's physique, in his twenties, he had such a powerful power at a young age.

But his fighting style is also somewhat similar to that of Yang Xu now:

It doesn't use real power at all. It all depends on the power of the flesh.

Boom, boom!

After a while.

The ground rumbled and shook.

There is a figure approaching here quickly.

"What's the matter, Dalin, you won't hammer the companion beast to death again? Ah ye asked us to catch the companion beast and give gold as a training companion. You can't hammer it to death again..."

With a young man laughing, boom!

A thin figure like a monkey fell on the side of Stalin.

"Brother tiger, look at him. He's so powerful. He smashed me and the axe with one blow! But he's not from the west, nor does he seem to be from the southeast and North..."

When Stalin saw the thin monkey figure, he seemed to have a backbone. He stood beside him and pointed to Yangxu.

Seeing Yang Xu's dress, the skinny monkey boy frowned:

"Are you wearing silk clothes? Easterners? No, even easterners' clothes are not so bright."

"Say, where the hell are you from?"

He looked up at the sky, looked through the shelter of towering trees and landed on the seal array that blocked the sky:

"Did you come in from the outside?"

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows:

The thin man reacted quickly and shrewdly.

You can see your origin at a glance.

Yangxu did not hide, nodded to the thin man;

"Yes, I'm from the outside."

"What? Ah Yeh is really right. The seal is cracked. Someone will come in outside. Dragon Island will not be peaceful!"

"Dragon Island?"

Yang Xu's eyes flashed and looked at the thin monkey in surprise:

"Isn't this Fengshen island? Why is it called Dragon Island?"

"What Fengshen island? I don't know. I know Dragon Island."

The thin monkey young man stared warily at Yang Xu:

"Come with us. I'll take you to see Grandpa. Only he has the right to decide what to do with you."

"What to do with me?"

Yangxu smiled:

"No, no, no, no one has the right to deal with me. You can't, nor can your uncle."

The voice just fell.

Boom!

The thin monkey boy suddenly disappeared.

Next second.

A cold wind rushed behind the rising sun.

Buzz!

Yang Xu's right arm was full of vitality and swept heavily behind him.

Hiss!

An empty sound sounded.

Yang Xu's move failed, and there was a sudden change on the right side of his body:

Boom!

Yangxu moves to subdue the dragon, swings his tail and kicks it out.

Boom!

This kick, as fast as lightning, kicked the thin monkey boy.

He was kicked out directly, and his body rolled several times in mid air.

Standing on the ground.

"Hiss... It hurts!"

The thin monkey boy shook two arms:

Just at the critical moment, he blocked Yang Xu's foot with two arms.

But the power of this foot was beyond his imagination.

He bared his teeth in pain and clenched his fist, completely powerless:

"Stalin, bring me some herbs. My hand is broken."

His wrists drooped and he said, looking coldly at Yang Xu's eyes.

But Stalin couldn't help but take a breath and ran to the thin monkey boy:

"Brother tiger, you endure the pain..."

He didn't do any action. The green light in the palm flashed, and there was a palm sized spirit grass flashing green all over.

He took the spirit grass and touched the tiger's two wrists:

Hum.

With a flash of green light, tiger's red and swollen wrist subsided at an amazing speed.

The tiger son, however, was red with pain, sweating on his forehead and showing his teeth.

A few breaths.

Come on!

Tiger son moved his wrist, and his hands, which were broken by Yangxu's foot, actually recovered.

Yang Xu stared at the grass and his eyes flashed slightly:

What a magical spirit grass. It can recover the broken bone injury so quickly.

If it is used as raw material to extract the efficacy

Yangxu is thinking.

Brush!

Without warning, a green arrow suddenly burst into his chest.

The arrow was so fast that it blinked to his chest.

Boom.

The energy explosion at the foot of Yangxu pushes the body to the side.

Unexpectedly.

Brush and pull.

The green arrow changed and turned into a green vine, which wrapped around the body of Chaoyang Xu.