Chapter 1882： 8 king punches (2/2)
”Hahahaha!”
Yu Feixiang and others couldn't help laughing anymore. A group of people were relieved and Lu Li couldn't blast them. That was equal to both sides, and it was a way to save some face. Waiting for the summit will allow the second peak of Erjie to play, and Lu Li will be bombed down the mountain in one attack.
”what the hell?”
The peak of the middle-aged two robbers was a bit inexplicable, and he also didn't feel any power. Is Lu Li playing a fake punch? What is his purpose? Is he the teaser that the monkey invited?
”Ok!”
Lu Li often exhaled, and said with a look of indecision: ”This little brother, I admit that your defense is not bad, and it is worth my use of the peerless **** fist of my Lu family ancestors. You must be careful and careful, I am afraid This punch is too powerful to kill you! ”
”cut…”
Yu Feixiang and the two young ladies mocked each other. Lu Li's attack was not so good. Little brother? An ancestral peerless **** fist? What is it?
”Hum!”
Lu Li's legs were slightly bent, and she displayed a sturdy posture. This time, he didn't wave his fist, but just slowly fisted his fist and smashed at the middle-aged two gods. The speed was so slow that he could vomit blood.
”Be careful!”
Lu Li yelled, but it scared a group of people. He shouted: ”Look at my ancestor's peerless **** fist-hit the king eight punches!”
Lu Li's fist was about to touch the body of the middle-aged warrior. At this moment, his gloves were lit, and the energy in the 720 acupoints in the body was whistling. At the same time, he used Spirit Burst, and his fist suddenly hit the warrior's chest. Part of the surging energy was blocked by Hongling Tianbao's armor, but part of it penetrated into it and burst directly inside the person's body.
”boom!”
A dull blast sounded like a landslide, the middle-aged warrior flew away like a sack, and the blood in his mouth did not swell with money, his face was pale like snow, his chest was recessed, and his internal organs were seriously injured. Now, the ribs on the chest were broken.
”boom!”
In the middle of the middle age, the second peak of the second calamity flew out dozens of miles and smashed into a large mountain west of Jielei Mountain. It also caused the mountain to collapse and the rocks to fall, and buried the second crest of the mountain alive.
”Uncle!”
Yu Feixiang exclaimed, his eyes were full of shock, and the rest were the same, his eyes were all confused. Why did Lu Li's last punch seem so slow and without any power, they could easily hit their uncle seriously? Could it be that Wang Baquan ~ ~ is really a peerless **** fist of Lu Li's family?
”Let you be careful, let you be careful, but not listening!”
Lu Liruo cleaned up his ragged clothes and took care of the cluttered buns, so he said lightly: ”Fortunately, I just regained 90% of my strength, otherwise the punch will go down. There is no blood scum left. Well you lose, go down the mountain, don't disturb the husband to cultivate! ”
”Old man?”
Uncle Li and Ma commanded an old blood spurt, Lu Li was so young, so dare to call himself an old man? Are they all immortal?
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PS: A few days ago, I spent a lot of money to find an artist to draw a q version of Lu Li's portrait. After a few changes, I was satisfied. I'll post it on the public account tomorrow. You can go to the public account to see if there is a bit of charm.
Search for the public number ”Fairy Night” without paying attention to the public number. It will be released tomorrow afternoon.