MTL - Global Gaowu-v2 Chapter 1359 Right or wrong (wank for subscription)

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The stick is dead, and the death is dead.

The first martial arts broke.

At this moment, the strong people are not convinced.

And Fang Ping, pouting, some regrets, whispered: "It's a blow, it's dead."

What a pity!

Dead two broken eight, you are not shaking?

You don't shake the source?

You are moving!

As a result, the death is not as good as a static, Fang Ping feels too sorry, this is my first time to kill eight.

The **** was not killed by him. The tree that was killed before was broken.

Broken eight... first kill!

Fang Ping had some regrets. He held a long knife and looked at the few people who were sluggish there. He smiled and said: "Why do you see me? Big dog, palm of your hand, big cat, gun god, your god, I will play with you. play?"

As he said, Fang Ping came forward with a slap in the face, and a bang, a broken seven was directly split into two halves.

Above the body, blood appeared.

Fang Ping's long knife provoked, directly picking the fly, and fell into the old man's head again.

The square plane is smiling, but it is like a demon.

Killing is not too easy!

His avatar, at this moment, quickly rushed to the broken kings.

A few people in the arms were dull, and soon, the gods reacted and shouted: "No, Fang Ping, they don't know anything. They just came out of the grave, Fang Ping..."

Fang Ping smiled and said: "Since it is so stupid, it will kill! God, we are still friends, is the beginning of Wu, or they are out... I believe you have a good choice."

"Fang Ping..."

Desperate color is revealed in the eyes of the gods.

He didn't want to kill them, really, there are not many strong men.

Eight broken eight is their heritage, but also everything about them.

Now... two dead.

The boxing **** is closer to breaking the nine, which is the hope of Chuwu.

But now, it’s over, it’s really over.

Fang Ping is the top nine!

The boxing **** also returned to God at this moment, and suddenly it seems that the old is a lot.

Looking at Fang Ping, the boxing **** then looked at the slain and the stick, and the voice was a little hoarse. "Are you broken?"

Fang Ping smiled and said: "Guess?"

"You... why didn't you say it before!"

The boxing **** is a little crazy!

Before Fang Ping said, he would not shoot.

Fang Ping smiled and said: "People, why are these virtues! I broke nine, shut your ass, why tell you!"

Laughing laughter!

Why are you telling me?

Can I leave one hand?

The boxing gods have **** eyes. He and the sticks were suppressed for eight thousand years before they came out for a few days. In the past, the emperors did not have them. Today, five people have died!

"Break the nine... how to break the nine!"

The boxing **** violently screams and burns with blood!

Bang!

At this time, the boxing **** was a powerful monk. He burned the blood directly. How about breaking the nine?

Fang Ping, he wants to kill Fang Ping revenge!

"Good!"

Fang Ping praised it.

"Really strong!"

"The road tree is alive, and it may not kill you. Hopefully you will escape."

too strong!

The boxing **** is close to 40 million calories, and at this moment, it burns blood and there are signs of breaking the nine heavens.

The Taoist tree resurrected, and the boxing gods played against each other. Even if the boxing gods were not defeated, there was hope for escape.

But now... the beginning of the world is broken.

The limit of Fangping exceeds 60 million cards!

This is the result of tens of thousands of years of cultivation after the success of the emperor's testimony. This has reached the point of Fang Ping.

The gap exceeds 20 million cards!

Fang Ping is not in a hurry, not panic.

Laughter Yingying, with a knife, will break a six-day king, once again pick, and fly to the iron head.

"I am a demon! The Nine Emperors are practicing with Chu Wu, then I am not too polite, thank you for the gift!"

Fang Ping laughed openly.

The boxing gods are red-eyed, and they no longer say anything. They punched Fang Ping.

Fang Ping’s face is full of fun. “Don’t say, I haven’t tried the East Emperor’s means. Do you want to practice your hand today?”

Saying, in the void, some vitality and mental strength emerge.

The spirit of the boxing spirit is not strong, and Fang Ping can capture it quickly.

The fist shadow instantly fell into it, and the sound of a boom, like a chemical reaction, in the blink of an eye, the three forces merged, the next moment, a large number of original forces emerged.

Fang Ping smiled, this move is really easy to use!

Powerful force, which is all provided by the boxing god!

Fang Ping long knife picks, the original force group flies out, a broken seven strongman just wants to fight with Fang Ping, the original force group is coming!

The boxing spirit that goes all out, the blood is only part of it, and it is conceivable how strong this original force group is!

Bang!

A blast, this broken seven directly fried crush!

Fang Ping slightly frowns, "too strong, but unfortunately, the bombs are gone, even the weapons are not fried, boxing, don't be too hard!"

The **** of both eyes is **** red, and it is bleeding!

"Awkward means!"

The boxing **** is like a beast, this is the means of the East Emperor!

That broken seven, can also be said to die in his hands!

Impossible, how could Fang Ping be so strong?

Even if he broke the nine, he faintly broke nine, Fang Ping did not deal with himself so easily!

No, he can't believe it is true.

The means of Fang Ping is even stronger than some of the emperors of thousands of years ago!

Not 30,000 years ago, it was 10,000 years ago!

The boxing **** roared and once again rushed to Fang Fang. This time it was not a **** bombing, but a direct killing of the party. He wanted to fight close!

"Fang Ping..."

It’s too complicated to look at.

No... dead too many people!

In a blink of an eye, two of the dead eight, two broke seven, several broken six.

No, if you die, the loss of Chuwu is too heavy.

Over there, the Tengu completely suppressed the palm of the hand, and the cat was almost playing with the guns.

The cat, the long stick with the tail of the stick, is knocking on the head of the gun, knocking on a bag, as if to want to knock the gun **** into Sakyamuni.

The gun **** is going crazy!

Crazy roar, shame!

The cat is humiliating him!

"Heaven arm..."

The **** of sorrow suddenly looked at the arm of the heavens, revealing the color of prayer.

Don't kill anymore!

Killing again, the boxing gods are dead, and the first Wu is abolished.

But now, he understands.

Fang Ping broke nine, and it is not a simple just broken nine!

The cat... seems to have broken nine.

Tengu broke two doors.

These people are too strong!

Unless they are three shots, join hands with them.

But... he is afraid.

He is not afraid of death, but is afraid that the first military will be completely destroyed.

Fang Ping is much stronger than the emperor who appeared before. He is afraid that he will kill a few people and will die.

"No... heavenly arm, heavenly arm..."

The gods look at the heavenly arm, the heavenly arm and the square are well, this is the only hope!

The arm is also awkward, but at this moment it is sober, and hurriedly shouted: "The king, the first Wu is willing to surrender! The boxing gods have just left the grave, they do not know the king is powerful, the king, spare them, the first wish Surrender!"

"Submission?"

Fang Ping asked interestingly, the next moment, the boxing **** suddenly angered: "Submission? Go away! Since the old man has no eyes, then he will die from his hand, and Chu Wu will not surrender!"

"kill!"

"Fist town Wanjie!"

The boxing fist was punched out, and the entire hall was instantly split and completely shattered.

With a bang, this continent is shaking.

Between heaven and earth, a fist shadow covers the three realms.

Fang Ping glanced and smiled.

"It's still a bit moving!"

This moment's boxing **** has even broken nine!

The qi and blood are burning fiercely, and in an instant, the Fangping has thousands of punches.

Fang Ping said faintly: "Before dying, there are some geniuses, that is, the brain is too stupid. I am so easy to provoke, is the Sanjie still afraid of me?"

It is a matter of course.

Everything is good, it’s been shut down for a long time, and my mind is not clear!

Fang Ping believes that this is also trying to fight for the first time... but my square is not your stepping stone.

kill!

Fang Ping is not polite, and he does not care about the Tianzhu, a few people, he will kill!

After killing a few, and then giving up, that is really leaving trouble.

The faces of these people can only buy their own lives, not their fists.

At this moment, even if the three people also shot, Fang Ping is not afraid.

Because Fang Ping has crushed Yu Pei again, Zhen Tian Wang is really coming.

Although I don't know if he will smash the street, it is useless even if you are on the street. This old guy should still get his hand.

Three emperors, come to kill you in the early Wu, enough to see you?

Fighting with the boxing god, Fang Ping has a knife and a knife, and the punching **** is smashed into the blood.

Fang Ping, who walked on the battlefield, completely controlled the overall situation.

Hey!

Another broken seven was killed!

"Go!"

Boxing gods, jade bones, flesh and blood, are burning!

"Go! It’s the old man who can’t help you, go!”

The boxing spirit, the voice is mixed with pain.

He judged the wrong situation!

The strong who follow them are being slaughtered.

These people are purely martial arts!

The source of the revision is almost always on the side of the gods. This battle is defeated, and the first Wu really has to decline.

On the other side of the gods, there are more than ten purely preliminary martial arts.

The rest are on his side!

"grown ups!"

"Master!"

Those who are strong are also bloody, unwilling, unwilling, grief, resentment...

However, is it useful?

"Boom!"

A broken six-peak strongman, slammed down, screamed like a sobbing blood, screaming and screaming: "The **** of the gods, adults, save the boxing gods adults ... adults ..."

The **** of the gods is struggling.

Can you save?

The three of them shot, there is still some hope.

but……

Will let the first martial arts completely destroyed!

While fighting with Fang Ping, the boxing **** yelled: "Waste, who let you kneel down? Go away! If you don't fight to death, don't run away, get out!"

The boxing **** is not really stupid!

He did not mention the help of the gods, he felt, this is the hope of the beginning of the military, the last hope.

Can't let them shoot!

At this moment, the boxing **** suddenly moved in the heart, suddenly looking to the gods, the color of prayer in the line of sight.

A little glimpse of the gods.

"I beg you……"

There is a weakness in the eyes that has never been seen before, and there is no desire for it.

I beg you!

In the eyes of the gods, the sadness flashed away, and suddenly he shook his head and glanced at the side of the sky.

The boxing **** stagnation, then it seems to be clear, angry roar!

"kill!"

boom!

Like a madman, the boxing **** burned himself completely, and madly bombarded Fang Ping. Even if Fang Ping’s strength was strong, he also stepped back a few steps.

At this moment, the boxing **** broke through the blockade.

No escape!

Straight into the sky!

The face of the heavenly arm changed, but it saw the eyes of the gods, the weak eyes, and the death.

There is also a sad flash in the eyes of the sky, and then focus on the head.

"Thank you!"

The fist of the **** of the gods moved slightly, but did not say anything.

At the rear, Fang Ping just had to kneel down.

The boxing **** suddenly laughed and laughed. The whole body was burning. He smiled and said: "The old man should leave. He should have left eight thousand years ago. He lived for eight thousand years. In the past, Yang Shen said that I would destroy Chuwu. I don't believe it... ...I believe today, hahaha!"

"Yang Shen, Emperor, 昊, 穹, 斗..."

"The old guy of Chuwu is gone, I am waiting for you to go on the road!"

At this moment, the boxing **** was a little embarrassed, thinking of 40,000 years ago.

At the beginning of the martial arts, some of the human races were different and went out of their own martial arts.

Among them are the five people he called, and he also has swords, swords, gods, and gods...

They are the oldest people.

Later, many people died.

Later, he was suppressed.

Later, he came out... Chu Wu... because he almost disappeared.

Crazy, unwilling, everything, let him be crazy.

Chu Wu should not be defeated!

Chu Wu did not lose to other people and lost to himself.

Heavenly Emperor, they are their own brothers, friends, but they betrayed Chu Wu!

Bang!

The strongest force of blood and blood instantly poured into the heavenly arm.

Yes, this is the last hope of the boxing god.

He originally wanted to be integrated into the gods, but the gods know, can't!

He blends the boxing spirit and may break nine.

He was worried that he would be beaten by Fang Ping and thus be killed.

Only fusion to the sky arm!

The arm has not broken two doors, even if it is combined with the boxing god, it can't break the nine. Tianhu and Li Hansong have a good relationship, and Fang Ping also has a good relationship. Fang Ping may not stop, nor will he kill the arm.

This is why the boxing **** chose the arm!

The boxing **** already knows that there is no way to go.

Fang Ping is not a general broken nine!

Instead of dying in Fang Ping’s hands, it’s better to make up for some of his own faults. He shouldn’t have to flatten them, but now it’s too late to regret it!

Rumble!

The bones of the celestial body are changing, and the blood is strong.

The boxing **** and he are both strong fighters, but the weapons before the arm are blew by him. At this moment, a pair of fists in the hands of the gods are instantly integrated into his hands, and the rifle is melted with the blood of the boxing god. Incorporate into the glove!

He is forging the gods for the arms of the sky!

At the rear, the square face changes.

Boxing, very strong.

He does not need to help himself with the boxing spirit. If the boxing **** is integrated into the old man, he may let Li Laotou have the ability to break the eight-force and become the peak power.

But now, he is in the fusion of the sky arm.

Do you want to stop it?

Do you have no complaints about the killing of the early Wuqiang?

These people are strong, will they start against the Terran, revenge and hate?

Fang Ping had a thought in his heart, "kill them... kill them..."

Devil!

Killed these people and slaughtered the first Wu!

Including the arms and the gods!

Scribbled roots!

At this moment, the shoulders were slightly sunk, and the cat rolled his stick with his tail and knocked on his flat head. He was curious: "What is he doing?"

"..."

Fang Ping looked at the cat from the side and his eyes changed.

Is it intentional, or is it really unintentional?

Just the moment, he killed the machine!

He even wants to destroy the first Wu!

This cat interrupted his thoughts.

Fang Ping’s face changed for a while, and he didn’t control the boxing spirit. He felt a little flustered in his heart. He didn’t know why he had such a thought, but Fang Ping knew that now he is indeed more magical than before!

Without paying attention to this side, Fang Ping was cold-faced, and his long knife smashed out. Before the break of the six, he was cut off by a knife!

The bodies, drifting toward the iron head.

Hey!

Another broken six was killed!

Beside him, a strong follower of the gods, his eyes reddened, looking at Fang Ping, holding his fists, and he looked down and said: "Come back!"

A violent drink awakened the man.

Seeing that Fang Ping is like a chicken, it is easy to kill the king, and the six broken eight are dead. This person suppresses all emotions and hurries to fly toward the gods.

Other people who follow the gods have also flew over there.

The illusion, the gods, the three arms of the heavens are all around them.

As for other strong people who follow the boxing gods, they cannot save and cannot save.

At that moment, Fang Ping murdered, other people did not notice, but the illusion was sweating under the rain, he felt it!

The breath of death!

Fang Ping moved the heart of the extermination of Chu Wu!

Because the boxing **** is merging the blood to the heavenly arm, Fang Ping is worried that they will die of fox sorrow, will retaliate, will avenge, so I want to kill all of them.

At this moment, several people no longer dare to act rashly.

Today, it’s a matter of martial arts!

Inherited the 40,000-year-old martial arts, and today it is extinct with a little carelessness!

Over there, the gun **** has no crows of cats, and he is free to move.

He saw the choice of the boxing god. At this moment, the gun **** is also full of despair and ending.

We... should we leave?

A choice of mistakes, ruined a number of friends!

Are they waiting for us?

The gun **** looked at the gods and showed the same look as the boxing god. At this moment, a sorrowful color appeared in the eyes of the god, and he shook his head slightly, and glanced at the old man Li.

Use your life... for a small Wu for a small person!

Even if the original Fang Ping wants to kill us, you can use your life, maybe you can get a different result!

The gun **** understands!

Showing a faint color, he is not willing, unwilling, and does not want to kill them, but he knows that this is the best choice.

Otherwise, the same is true for death.

Fang Ping will not let him become the first strongman!

"After the coming life!"

"lived for 40,000 years... worth it..."

One whispered, the next moment, the gun **** burned up and laughed loudly: "Fang Ping, we lost! The battle of the avenue, life and death, misfortunes, family!

The strength is not as good as people, the loss is death, the old man has long understood this truth!

I am your teacher, you let me go, my brother did not follow us, he is innocent..."

"Ha ha ha!"

A laughter came out, the gun **** turned into a group of rich and extreme blood, and instantly flew to the old man Li.

Fang Ping felt a bit and didn't feel the murder.

The gun **** chose to gamble and lose!

They lost!

Lost, that is death.

How can they die, they have a choice.

If you can't complete the power of the first martial arts, then you will become the enemy. If you don't understand them, you can also know some of them. If you have a hatred, you will report it.

Is this a kindness?

they do not know!

But they still want to bet once!

boom!

Li Laotou just came into contact with this group of blood, full of anger and blood, a strong two-door strong, ranked top eight eleventh top strong, burned himself, and fulfilled him!

Li Laotou quickly sat down and the body burst.

However, the gun **** voluntarily burns himself and fulfills him, which is much smoother than forcible integration.

On the other side of the Tengu, the palm of the sky was suppressed and could not be looked up.

At the moment, it is also a fascinating color.

All are dead!

In the blink of an eye, several old friends who have been trapped for 8,000 years are dead.

Not only did they die, but several of them broke through seven, and more than a dozen broke six. At this moment, they were killed by Fang Ping!

I am left!

Zhang Tian looked around, he did not want to choose Li Hansong, he wanted to choose a junior martial art to break the seven, help him break eight.

But... when I saw the Tengu’s mouth open to him, when I saw the side of Fang Ping’s eyes...

He knows why the gun **** chose this way!

Palm is sorrowful, but he knows that maybe this is the best choice.

"Fang Ping... We lost..."

" Lost..."

Zhang Tianxiao laughed and looked at Fang Ping, ignoring the Tengu.

"You are unexpected, we didn't expect it, I really didn't expect..."

"We haven’t seen each other for eight thousand years, and we have no love for it..."

"As soon as the boxing gods came out, they said that they have seized the power of the first martial arts. These people have long fallen, and they are no longer purely martial arts. They are the shame of the first martial arts!"

"The source and the first martial arts are incompatible. They support the origin of the source in the early martial arts. It is not our first-time people..."

"They are cowards, they are shameful, and they don't deserve to be with us! Not to be called a junior leader!"

"You... must defeat the imperial, hahaha, the guilty of the source, is what we hope to see!"

Zhang Tian laughed and burned himself. At the moment when Tiangu’s mouth came, he broke through and rushed to Li Hansong!

The square plane does not change color.

what is this?

Before dying, humiliating them, are they afraid that they will stand together with the gods of the gods?

Are you afraid of destroying the first Wu?

Are some of the most powerful people in Chuwu a hero?

Maybe!

In the eyes of the early martial arts, they are heroes. At least many of the early martial artists are now unrecognizable.

Fang Ping is the devil!

Can be square... I don’t think there is anything wrong with it.

I am the devil!

If you don't provoke me, I won't slap you.

You are for the first time, I am for the human race.

have nothing to say!

Bang!

A loud bang came out. There was a sadness in the arms of the heavens. The **** of the gods burned himself and burned everything. At this moment, a virtual shadow appeared in the void, and the boxing **** smiled, some relieved, and some emotions.

"It has been four thousand years... It’s been too long, I am tired."

The fist **** laughed and was too tired.

Three thousand years ago, after the defeat, he felt too tired.

Today, he is liberated.

"please!"

He didn't know who to say with him, maybe they were gods, maybe Fang Ping.

With a touch of ease, as the day's Mo asked the sword, the boxing **** virtual shadow is empty, higher and higher, higher and higher, overlooking the Three Realms!

"You, treasure!"

The road was cherished, and a goodbye was said. The laughter of the gods and the gods spread throughout the Three Realms. The next moment, the shadows went to the endless void and disappeared completely!

Bang!

In the void, a fist collapses!

Broken eight first, the first person of Chuwu, boxing God, fallen!

"Hey..."

The whine sounds, and countless people are at a loss.

On the Chuwu continent, many people suddenly raised a sadness in their hearts.

There is a strong martial art!

who is it?

Boxing!

Below, the eyes are complex and with unspeakable feelings.

hate?

Not giving up?

Still something else?

Or is it envious?

Old friend, you are so free and easy!

But I... and the beginning of the military?

......

At this moment, in the middle of the sea, on a small island.

The wind and the clouds are people, standing in the void, and the eyes are complicated.

The fist shadow is broken.

The first fist of the broken eight, actually died!

Even if he is, at the moment is also awkward, who killed?

He didn't feel much movement!

Only the boxing gods go all out, only the fist **** projection collapses, which proves that the boxing **** is dead, not too fierce battle, so dead.

Who killed the boxing god?

Beside him, Xing Xing is also shocking, whispered: "This is... boxing god?"

"It's him."

The wind and the road sighed, and in the next moment, a mirror emerged, and the wind and the road people threw the mirror into the void and began to explore.

These martial artists are not strong in their own source, and he cannot clearly sense everything.

Only with the help of artifacts can you explore life and death.

This exploration... After a while, the wind and the clouds, people are shocked!

no, I can not!

Not a boxing god!

Chu Wu... Chu Wu died too many strong!

......

On this day, the three worlds of the caves violently shake!

Breaking the first, the **** of fame, the name is dim, and instantly disappeared into the broken list.

Broken eight 11, gun god, fallen!

Broken eight 12, palm, fallen!

Broken eight 19, stick holy, fallen!

Breaking eight 20, knowing, falling!

Breaking the seventh and second, Shura God fell.

Breaking the seventh and sixth, the rain **** is falling.

Breaking the seventh and eighth, the moon is falling!

......

On the sixth list, there are 10 people missing in an instant!

Three worlds vibrate!

On this day, the caves vibrated, the Terran vibrate, and even the emperor secretly received the message, which was also very shocking.

Between the first day and the beginning, the strength is weakened by 60%!

Who did it?

King!

Only the strength of the royal family can!

Unusually breaking the nine, can not instantly defeat so many to the strong, let alone the first eight strong players like the boxing god!