Sitting on the white tiger, the handsome man is fat and full of spirit. He completely takes himself as a wrist. It's very sad. He wipes his messy hair back and sends out a flower in front of the great hero of reducing the tiger. Huayu's fists have been shrouded in all directions, and the terrible vigorous wind roars. These fists are smashed out in a series at a terrible speed, just like a giant beating a giant hammer and smashing them out continuously!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!..."

Hua Yu screamed and wanted to dodge in an instant, but he couldn't do it. The mud art under his feet was still strongly supported!

The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look directly at it!

In an instant, Hua Yu was hit by Cui xiaopang's fierce iron fist, and his whole body was in great pain! Even his handsome face was not spared. He was severely punched, and his face was full of peach blossoms. He was completely stunned and dizzy.

He cried sadly. Hua Yu, a great and powerful genius, didn't even exert his true yuan power, so he was directly turned over!

Adhering to the principle of beating a drowning dog in pain and never giving the enemy a chance to breathe, Cui xiaopang's iron fist did not stop, continued to smash with high-frequency frenzy, and vowed to turn over the proud Shenwei dragon group genius!

"Puff!..."

I don't know how many stuffy punches he received. Hua Yu screamed a few times and didn't even have time to show his true strength. He fell to the ground and fainted completely.

"So weak?"

Cui xiaopang, who won Huayu in one fell swoop by a sinister sneak attack, said to himself, very surprised.

If Hua Yu didn't faint, I'm afraid he would faint with living Qi? You shamelessly set up a trap, and then you made a sneak attack and knocked me unconscious. Okay, it's like you're strong!