"A good thing we can't get? Do you have a gun?" Ma Hu smiled playfully after hearing Zhu Peng's description, and asked jokingly.

"There are no ordinary guns, but there are enchanted witchcraft guns. If you shoot one shot, the bullet will be accompanied by voodoo, and there will be a flame explosion. The bullet will explode directly after it hits the target's body and gets bleeding. There is also vitality recovery potion. If you drink a bottle, Ma Ye can recover from his physical strength from the age of 70 to the peak of thirty or forty. Although the effect lasts for only one year, it will not damage the body. Moreover, this is a low-level vitality recovery potion... Although Teacher Kidd is extremely vicious in killing people, he has to admit that the things he can get are really no channel for ordinary people on earth." After Zhu Peng's words, Ma Hu and the bald old man's eyes shine. He smiled in his heart, but he was sure that he had already pulled a group of strong support.

Next, Ma Hu told Zhu Peng about killing the werewolf by himself. The process was not complicated. Ma Hu himself was not good at telling stories, so a thrilling battle was extremely simple by his words: a werewolf transformed and appeared in China City. There was a lot of trouble at that time. Ma Hu rushed to kill the werewolf, and the body sank into the river, and ended.

After hearing this description, Zhu Peng only felt extremely scratching his head. However, just as he was about to ask more details and dig out as many clues as possible, there was a sudden noise and even a fight outside.

It was not the two doors behind the bald old man who had just walked in, but the side door that Zhu Peng had just walked in, and there were constant sounds of fighting from far to near.

Bang, a bunch of thorny ball sledgehammers formed from thorn plants directly smashed the door into a big hole. The next moment, a disciple in the arena in strong uniform broke through the door and smashed it in.

Zhu Peng was closest to the door. When he saw the disciple smashing in, he pushed his arms forward with both hands and swung his natural force, and gently placed it on the carpet. However, after just this delay, Ma Hu had turned into a black shadow and rushed to the wounded woman outside the door.

He stepped on the ground and rushed hard. When he rushed out, he was full of fierceness and courage, and he really seemed like a tiger coming out of the cage with a proud roar.

"Stop..."

Facing Ma Hu who rushed toward him fiercely, Yi Wen frowned slightly, but when she heard Zhu Peng's urgent shout, she still took a slight step back from attack to defense.

The hammer of thorns in her hand hovered into a circle of light green energy walls blocking her. Fortunately, under Yi Wen's unbelievable gaze, the demonized thorns that would not break even when facing the steel knife, which seemed like fragile cardboard under the impact of the middle-aged boxer's fists in front of her.

All the obstacles were broken when the fists were aimed at, so that when Ma Hu swept his fierce legs, there was no trace of defense in front of Yi Wen.

Facing the heavy legs that were so fierce that they could sweep the lamp post with one blow, the silver-haired elf gritted his teeth and hugged his head and squatted down and closed his eyes to death.

Bang... Kaba, Kaba.

After waiting for a long time, the expected severe pain never came. Yi Wen raised her head and opened her eyes hesitantly, but she saw the familiar man blocking her from time to time.

At this moment, Zhu Peng's muscles swelled all over his body, and the blue-black muscle membranes that were like dragons even broke the collar of his upper body. At this time, he used his elbows to seal the powerful and heavy legs of the middle-aged man opposite, and even a faint blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Ba-One" When he saw that Zhu Peng was injured in order to protect himself, Yi Wen's eyes turned red. Her pupils were already red, and her eyes seemed to be burning and igniting. As soon as her left hand spread, a light golden revolver fell into her hand, but the next moment, the girl's arm was held down by Zhu Peng.

"Don't worry, a little bit of bleeding gums is not caused by any injury." Zhu Peng let go of his blocked arms, and Ma Hu slowly retracted his swept-out heavy legs with a strange look.

"The direct inheritance of Wudang Chunyang is well-known. Junior Brother Zhu, let's take the initiative another day?"

Yi Wen didn't know anything, but Ma Hu knew how much advantage he had. Ten punches were worse than one elbow, and ten cubits were worse than one knee. In the same case, the strength of the arm was definitely not as strong as the thigh. However, unless the death-fighting moves were killed, there were few boxing techniques that were high-lifting attack techniques. Even if the legs were mostly trampled, stepped, cut, hook, swept, and swept. Because one leg was off the ground, the body had no center of gravity and lacked agility. Therefore, unless there was a special situation or was sure to win, the movement of leap kicking at will in the same level would be equivalent to seeking death.

Of course, practical masters who are truly unrestrained in boxing will also deal with problems according to situations. For example, when Zhu Peng faced several Nords a few days ago, he could naturally use powerful kicking movements to quickly solve the opponent. For example, when Ma Hu faced Yi Wen, who had no ability to resist or even held his head and squatted in defense, a fierce sweeping leg was used without any psychological barrier.

This is the absolute control of the martial arts in the martial arts world in combat and even fighting scenes. To put it bluntly, it means to attack the weak with strong force, fight whatever you want, and win whatever you want.

Under normal circumstances, Ma Hu's heavy leg was definitely not afraid to show Zhu Peng, otherwise he would make mistakes in one step, and Zhu Peng would throw him to the ground and press him to the ground until he died.

But under abnormal circumstances, Ma Hu made a heavy leg and was blocked by Zhu Peng who rushed to the scene with his arms. Ma Hu felt very clear. His legs just now seemed to sweep a Taoist temple bell with iron and copper on the outside, and his body was strong and tough. Zhu Peng had a solid foundation. With a stake, the force penetrated the inside and outside, so that the force of his legs just now was eaten by him and then transmitted to the ground. Zhu Peng told Yi Wen that he was bleeding gums was not a lie, but because Ma Hu's extremely fierce leg was shocked so that his mouth teeth were loose, and his gums were bleeding.

Faced with Ma Hu's invitation, Zhu Peng waved his hand without hesitation and refused. He joked that the guy in front of him seemed to have killed more people recently, and was a little violent. He fought with him, and maybe he accidentally became a fight with his life, and there was no need.

"Senior Brother Hu, are you embarrassed? You are the master of martial arts in the Huajin Realm, and you are competing with a low-handed player like me who is not as dark as possible? You are almost the same in teaching me."

"It's different. You can catch it with all my strength with you. This means you are definitely not the peak of Mingjin. What's more, Junior Brother Zhu, you were a recognized genius in the national martial arts world. I have no confidence in winning when I fight you."

Just as two fools were chatting and communicating, a scream suddenly came from afar. The sound was no longer clear when it passed through the noisy fighting arena. However, the warriors were keen and the elves were gifted, so the three of them were very clear when they heard it.

"Ahhhh, don't say anything I don't understand anymore, Zhu Peng." In a scream, Yi Wen put the silver cross in front of Zhu Peng, and saw a micro-eagle of a giant wolf on the cross, which was as red as if it was about to burn. Not only Zhu Peng, but Ma Hu's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene.

"I just went to see the Gladiator. I don't know when it lights up. I don't know how long it has been light up. When I come in and they don't let you go, so I put them down." Yi Wen explained the reasons and the consequences. Zhu Peng and Ma Hu looked at each other. The two of them immediately ran towards the direction where the screams came. Yi Wen hurriedly followed, leaving behind the disciples in the arena who were injured by her on the ground and the broken and messy door.

He moved step by step and walked out as if he was walking. Master Ma looked at the three people running away, frowned and murmured: "Hu'er..."

When Zhu Peng and the other two arrived at the scene where the screams were heard, many people had gathered now, and a doctor was stopping bleeding from the attacked and injured disciple.

The disciple of the arena was not seriously injured. Zhu Peng was an expert in martial arts. Naturally, he could see that the knife on his back was only slender, but his strength was not enough to condense and he would not cut into his bones. Or if he was really a master, he would not give this disciple a screaming.

"Tiger, Master Hu... I just inspected here, and then someone slashed behind my back... No, I didn't expect that I would even alarm you." The disciple of the arena was undoubtedly a low-level disciple. At this moment, he saw Ma Hu running out for his own affairs, and he was flattered and seemed a little stuttering.

(Will the werewolf take action be so gentle?)

Zhu Peng was puzzled and looked at Yi Wen with a little surprised. He suddenly felt lenient when he had committed several murders.

"You turn over and I'll check your wound."

After a little hesitation, Zhu Peng suddenly walked to the disciple of the arena and asked him to lie down. Then he used his right index finger and middle finger to pass through the slender blade on the back of the disciple of the arena. With this connection, Zhu Peng used the meager power of fate generated by changing the fate of Hemeizi and her daughter to slightly promote the wheel of fate...

Twisting the blood in his hand, Zhu Peng closed his eyes and vaguely saw several blurry fragments, the past was only, but the future was infinite, so pushing the wheel of fate was much more expensive than reversing. Fortunately, this happened in a very short time: a disciple who was patrolling the arena casually, a blond girl with a happy smile and a black-haired man, hiding a shadow in the dark corner, sneaking and slashing out... the green wolf eyes hiding in the dark.

Just as he had accumulated, the meager power of fate was instantly exhausted, Zhu Peng had suddenly turned his head and looked at him, and was seeing a pair of dark plaques with a pair of green eyes flashing behind the dark plaque.

After the owner of the faint green eyes and Zhu Peng looked at it, it turned into a shadow and rushed into the distance. However, after finally getting the opponent, how could Zhu Peng let her go and leave easily?

"In the room, chase."
Chapter completed!