Chapter 2789

Er... Because of his lack of height, although the cub's side kick had been lifted over his head, he still couldn't kick Ma qianxiao. Instead, it fell between his legs with great accuracy.

"Well..." Ma qianxiao's face was stiff, and his sword fell to the ground with a clang sound. He covered his lower abdomen and arched his body like shrimp, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"Ah... Fight!" As soon as the cub's body tilted, it turned over in a very strange posture, and the other foot kicked Ma qianxiao's face. The latter is just like a shrimp bowing body, its height is barely enough.

"Ouch..." Ma qianxiao took a cool breath, and let out a shrill scream.

"Ah Da... Ah Da... Ah Da..." then, I heard the little bear scream, and his short arms and legs fell on Ma qianxiao like a storm.

Its action is so strange, just like being drunk, but it has a wonderful beauty and seems to be so harmonious.

All around, everyone was stunned: could it be that it makes drunk boxing, but is drunk boxing really so powerful that it can beat a master of nine grades? Wuji holy heaven has many combat skills, and drunk boxing is also one of them. But usually only low-level holy masters can practice it. As their accomplishments gradually improve, holy masters will choose more exquisite combat skills and holy methods to practice. In their impression, drunk boxing is not so powerful at all.

Gu Fenghua and Luo en also have dull faces. They have already seen that cub is not using drunken boxing, but the boxing they practiced in the past. I remember that cub learned from them at that time, but was not successful. Either cub tripped over his left foot and fell over his right foot and hit him in the face, Make them laugh up and down. But I didn't expect that with the change of time, the little guy actually realized such a powerful "drunken boxing" by relying on those boxing techniques.

Looking at Ma qianxiao, who has been beaten into a pig's head by bear cubs and is like a willow in the wind, Gu Fenghua can't help but sigh in secret: it's true that pandas know kung fu, but heaven can't stop it!

Well, although they already know the true origin of bear cub's iron eater, they know another name from Gu Fenghua's love story books that they don't know where to bring back, and they prefer it. It's like a bear and a cat. It's more appropriate and lovely, isn't it?

"Ah... Fight!" Finally, with another side kick from the panda cub, Ma qianxiao flew out with a bloody nose.

Bang, Ma qianxiao flew five feet away, then fell to the ground heavily. He got up and wiped a nosebleed, but he was not in a hurry.

After this beating, he finally regained his consciousness and knew that he was not healed and his blood was not even level. He was not the opponent of the iron eater at all. More importantly, Gu Fenghua hadn't done anything. If they did, he would not even have the chance to escape.

"In the face of a school and Zen Buddhism, I'll let you off for the time being. If I meet you next time, you won't be so lucky." Although the face has long been lost clean, Ma qianxiao still stealthily pasted some gold on his face. With these words, he flew up and ran away.