Just as they talked, Yin Donglou stood up swaying from the ground with a stunned face.

"My head hurts!"

He clasped his head with both hands, his face full of pain.

"What the **** happened?"

Yin Donglou tried hard to recall the scene just born.

"I was dueling with Zhang Xing just now, when I used the sixth strength of Bai Huxiao Tiangong ..."

"It's Zhang Xing, it must be Zhang Xing (dry gan)!"

Yin Donglou turned his head sharply to look behind (body sh n).

I saw Zhang Xingzheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

"mean!"

Yin Donglou jumped out of his teeth.

"Zhang Xing! I fought against you in a fair and honest way, but I didn't expect you to use this despicable means.

There is a kind of serious battle with me! "

As soon as he said this, the deputy lord of Messi couldn't help shaking his head.

Hey! Yin Donglou's performance is getting worse.

"He couldn't get on the stage."

Hei Bao dismissed from one side.

"Yeah! I usually perform well (tinging) well, but at the critical moment, I exploded (exposed)."

Messi sighed.

"Ah! What kind of eyes do you all have in this quality?"

Heibao taunted rudely.

"Yeah, what do you look like ..."

Messi stopped talking.

He had nothing to say in front of Heibao.

Yin Donglou's qualifications and repairs were impeccable.

Even compared to the top ten true biography disciples of Suzaku.

But to compare with Zhang Xing, then ... it is simply incomparable ((xing) xing).

Zhang Xing belongs to the kind of wicked genius that is difficult to encounter for thousands of years.

These ordinary people cannot be compared with him.

"Yin Donglou, do you still have to point your face? If I wanted to (kill sha) you just now, it would be easy.

Believe it or not, if you kick me, will you still faint? "

Zhang Xingxi satired.

"I do not believe!"

Yin Donglou gritted his teeth and said word by word.

At the same time, Xiao Tiangong's sixth emphasis was put on display again, and his spirit was more concentrated to guard against Zhang Xing.

"Since you don't believe it, let's play it once!"

Zhang Xing spread his hands and said lightly.

"Okay! I don't believe it. Come on!"

Yin Donglou feels particularly aggrieved.

This doesn't seem to be dueling with Zhang Xing, it's like being played by Zhang Xing.

"Yin Donglou, you are optimistic, I'm gonna hit you!"

Zhang Xing tiptoe, running back and forth.

Yin Donglou's eyes and devotion naturally focused on Zhang Xing's toes.

Huh!

Suddenly, Zhang Xing's (body sh n) shadow disappeared.

At the same time, Yin Donglou's body disappeared.

He also learns savvy, and Lao Tzu is not a stake, why do you stand on the spot and let you kick.

You want to kick my second kick, and I want to (kill sha) your first time.

But I will never stay with me.

That's pretty much it!

Mexi nodded, but Yin Donglou's head was not stupid like a pig.

But then his face (color) froze.

Snapped!

Just listening to a special (dry gan) crisp sound from the air.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of Yin Donglou (body sh n) appeared.

He covered his nose with one hand, and blood was flowing from his fingers.

Her eyes burst into tears.

A fist slowly retracted from his face.

Subsequently, a person's shoulder, half a head, a head, and even the entire body appeared.

Zhang Xing lowered his fist, and his corner of the mouth was tilted.

"Yin Donglou, what is it like?"

"Zhang Xing, you cheated, you said you used your feet, but you used your fists!"

Yin Donglou shook the blood in his hands, the aura turned, the blood stopped, and the tears disappeared.

"Ah! How can a man like you be a big brother? It's just a flower in a greenhouse.

Do not! At best is a weed in a pot in the greenhouse! "

Zhang Xing shook his head.