"Brother Fang!"

Zhang Junming and Fang Xi stood side by side, looking at the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold under the cloudy world.

During these days, he and Fang Xi joined forces to kill Yuanheshan's outing teams, and killed Yuanheshan's turtle and could not hide. He had already let out a fierce breath and felt relieved in his heart: "Now Yuan is now

There are not many disciples in Heshan, only Qiao Wuchang can fight, but he can't hide. What should we do next?"

"It's very simple. Kill in from the main gate. You hold Qiao Wuchang and I kill Linghu Yang. It's that simple!"

Fang Xi calculated the strength of both sides and made a decision.

At this time, both sides are changing their positions. If it is time to take action, you don’t have to hesitate at all!

Nowadays, there are not many disciples left in the Yuanheshan branch, which cannot satisfy the premise that many ants can bite the elephant to death.

"It's just right! Someone wants to be a pioneer!"

Zhang Junming laughed loudly, stepped out, and came to the main entrance of Yuanhe Mountain stronghold.

He exhaled and started to make a sound, his muscles wriggled, and sarcoma grew one after another on his arms, as if he had gathered all his strength in a punch and smashed it out!

A punch opens the sky!

Bang!

The thick and strong door split instantly.

Then, Zhang Duanming rushed into the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold like a chariot, and a large number of disciples screamed.

“Huh?”

Fang Xi took a light step and jumped several feet and got on the wall.

He sat down and watched Zhang Duanming slaughter the disciples of Yuanheshan, but he was a little surprised.

‘Where is Linghu Yang?’

‘And Qiao Wuchang didn’t even take action?’

Something went wrong, Fang Xi resisted not taking action, lurking all the way, following Zhang Junming, who was killing all over the world.

"Haha...a group of cowards dare to surround me and kill me?"

Zhang Junming punched a Yuanheshan disciple and stepped on him hard.

The head under his feet exploded like a watermelon, and the red and white flowed all over the floor.

This scene looks terrifying, but as a true martial artist, he cannot move his mind.

Even if he is a little kinder, he will never have the heart of the Virgin when encountering such an enemy who wants to kill him.

In this era where you may starve to death at any time, kindness to others is cruelty to yourself.

Zhang Junming fought a bloody road and rushed to the inner courtyard. He also felt something was wrong: "Linghu Yang, Qiao Wuchang...get out!"

The next moment, a door shattered.

Among the countless wood chips flying, a figure hit him and slapped out with a palm.

Zhang Junming's muscles were squirming, and he was connected with fists.

Bang!

The moment the fist and palms were intersecting, Zhang Junming felt a terrifying force, like a tide of overwhelming force, breaking through the true power at his peak.

puff!

His cloud whale was broken and flew backwards, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhang Junming half-kneeled on the ground, looked at a figure in front of him, and shouted out word by word: "Ling, Hu, Yang?"

The only one who can easily defeat his true power burst out in his body is the true martial artist!

"You're the mouse that has been hiding outside?"
Chapter completed!