Chapter 1912

The most important thing is that Liu misheng failed to attack successfully.

"Shameless..." Yinyu Shuang is about to explode.

Yinyu Shuang usually gets along with his master Gu Yunzhi. As a great master, Gu Yunzhi lives in seclusion, but his momentum is still the same. The so-called gas swallowing thousands of miles is not too much.

However, when I met Liu misheng, Yin Yu Shuang realized that even though the martial arts master was very human, he had a lot of calculation. Even in public, this is unexpected.

"What a shameless boy! But that's interesting. " Rosefinch said with a smile.

Hindi double anger stares at rosefinch, angry at rosefinch's unknown status.

Rosefinch said with a smile: "what are you worried about? No matter how shameless this boy is, he will fail."

This is the comfort of Hindi.

Liu misheng, on the other hand, disagrees. It is the truth to defeat the enemy. As long as victory is achieved, other so-called means are totally unimportant.

But what's important now is that he failed.

After all, he was a master. He was just stunned and immediately settled down.

No matter whether Han Zhen is luring himself, Han Zhen is now consuming a lot.

At this time, it's the best chance to beat Han Zhen.

Now Han Zhen is in front of Liu misheng, less than 10 meters away.

Liu misheng is a master of the close combat skills in the martial arts world of Nihong. All his joints, hands and feet are his unique weapons.

Xiaoliumisheng suddenly stamped his feet, and the land under his feet didn't even crack. The figure of little Liu misheng has popped up immediately.

Boom!

They haven't even seen the figure of little Liu misheng, who has already appeared in front of Han Zhenshen.

"This speed..." all the people were shocked.

Before they could digest this amazing speed, little willow gave birth to a punch.

Liu misheng just watched the battle and knew that Han Zhen's cultivation was profound. Now it's not clear how much strength Han Zhen has left, and Mitsuo Xiaoliu has directly used all his strength.

Before the fight, all the dragons came out.

It's just a punch. It's a white blast.

Boom, everyone's ears are temporarily deaf.

In the past 50 years, the power of Xiaoliu's cultivation flourished.

Han Zhen's face is extremely calm. Even after several wars, his remaining Qi is less than 30%.

Han Zhen's body suddenly sends out bursts of thunder. This kind of thunder from the depths of his bones adjusts the strength of Han Zhen's whole body.

In the thunder of concussion, Han Zhen slowly hit a punch.

Vientiane magic boxing!

If you practice to the depth, you will have the power of all things.

And the power of Vientiane, is a layer of strength, layer upon layer from the explosion.

Before Han Zhen's fist, layers of golden light bloomed.

The whole person is like a God in the golden holy land.

Han Zhen's fist intersects with that of Liu misheng.

Han Zhen burst out of boxing power, in an instant, all ignited.

Boom!

In his boxing, a powerful and explosive force suddenly gushed from Han Zhen's fist.

Liu misheng took several steps backward.

With a few steps back, Xiao Liumi understands Han Zhen's Vientiane magic fist.

All around a burst of consternation, because no one thought, Han Zhen even at this time, can burst out such a powerful force. Even forced back the momentum of small Liu misheng.

Hindi also relaxed a little.

Liu misheng stepped back a few steps, but he burst out laughing. His smile was full of arrogance.

"You are at the end of your rope!" He said.