Chapter 874 (2/2)

The expulsion has been regarded as a good end, and more Lei Jing people have been sold to big families, families and colleges.

With such a strong body, it's best to be a martial arts player.

An old man no longer covered up his strength and smashed Jiang Hao with his fist as a weapon.

Jiang Hao resisted with a knife, and the shadow of the sword danced back a few steps. Originally thought Ann was always thunder friar, but he didn't think that the body was his most powerful weapon.

When he came to his senses, he found that juexie Dao was missing a small horn.

This physical strength is a little terrible!

An old one after another, moves are cruel, hit the key parts of Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao felt cold in his crotch. The old man was really crazy. It's impossible to stare at other people's crotch when they are fighting.

There is the weakest defense.

If you are careless, you may lose your children.

”What kind of Lei Jing people, it is clear that they are the people who cut off their children and cut off their grandchildren.” Jiang Hao couldn't help swearing.

However, an did not reply and continued to fight. He hated Jiang Hao thoroughly. If it was not for him, how could he expose his identity.

Jiang Hao is no longer playing games, and he is ready to show his real strength. The shadow of the undead bird leaves the distance, and the holy flame wanders along the blood, flowing all over the body.

He threw juexie sword aside, clenched his fists, and the flame lotus fluttered, and the fire snake danced wildly, condensed on his arm, and the divine text appeared.

Bang!

Jiang Hao's fist collided with it, the space was distorted, and there was halo. The flame collided with thunder and lightning, scattering countless light spots, hitting the shield.

With no fear in his eyes, he punched again.

He thought Jiang Hao used a knife, but he didn't expect his body to be so powerful. Even the physical training of human beings can't touch the fist of Lei Jingren.

Is he a monster?

At the moment of fist to fist collision, the mustache finally saw the shape of Jiang Hao's fist. That strange red light gathered together, condensed into arm armor, carved with unknown words.

At the first sight of the text, the canthus of my eyes were cracking, my ears were buzzing and my heart was beating violently. It was not until I got over my strength that I could see the shape of the armor.