I really don't want to live with the female president

Long Taizhong also saw Brother Stick.

After seeing his face, his expression also became serious.

He underestimated Taohuawu.

In Taohuawu, what kind of gods and men are there?

There is Martial God Wen Yuanqing, there is Mu Linfeng—is it true that in Taohuawu, there are still many bigwigs who have disappeared from society?

Taohuawu has not been inactive for many years, and people have gradually ignored Taohuawu's record and deterrence.

Long Taizhong took a deep breath, but soon there was a hint of sarcasm and determination in his eyes.

Today, Xiao Yi must be killed!

Long Taizhong turned his head and looked into the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow slowly walked out from the distant forest and came to the gate of Taohuawu.

The man was covered in loose black clothes, and even had a hat on his head. At first glance, it was impossible to recognize who he was.

There seemed to be gravity on him. After he appeared, even if he didn't say a word, he still attracted eyes.

From him, everyone in Taohuawu felt the danger.

Breathtakingly dangerous!

"Leave Mu Linfeng to me." The man in black said, his voice was hoarse, as if there was phlegm in his throat.

The words were spoken to those masters.

Then he turned and walked towards Mu Linfeng.

"King Zhenxi." A cold voice sounded.

Mr. Zhao stared at the man in black sharply, and revealed his identity in one word.

The man in black stopped and turned to Mr. Zhao.

King Zhenxi? !

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank.

The old Patriarch of the Long Family, who died with the old beast—King Zhenxi?

Is he still alive?

But before, the Long family had done funeral affairs for King Zhenxi.

Xiao Yi stared at the man in black, and then saw him slowly lift off his hat.

When everyone saw him, they were either surprised or surprised and unbelievable, even the members of the Long family were the same.

"It really is you. Although my eyes are blurred, I am still very familiar with you." After seeing the other party's face, Mr. Zhao said expressionlessly: "You are still alive."

"I didn't say I was dead." King Zhenxi said.

"Where is the old beast?" Xiao Yi stepped forward, staring at King Zhenxi and asked.

King Zhenxi, the old head of the Long family, is not dead. Does that mean that the old beast is still alive?

Xiao Yi's heart beat faster.

"He's dead." King Zhenxi glanced at Xiao Yi: "Fall off the cliff, his body was smashed to pieces."

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, his expression as profound as ever.

He looked at Brother Stick: "Brother Stick, he gave it to me, please Brother Stick help me stop those guys."

"Okay." Brother Stick nodded with a smile.

Xiao Yi wants to fight King Zhenxi?

He's crazy?

Not only the Long family thought so, even the people in Taohuawu were anxious to persuade Xiao Yi.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and you are not a newborn calf anymore, are you still so courageous?" King Zhenxi said with interest in his eyes, looking at Xiao Yi.

It's just that the eyes are full of contempt.

It seems that the superiors are looking at the poor.

"How powerful can you be?" Xiao Yi continued imposingly: "Do you really think you are invincible?"

"It seems that you are not brave, but ignorant." Zhenxi Wang said coldly: "Ignorance is ridiculous."

"Don't be stubborn, there is nothing tough about your Long family other than being tough." Xiao Yi's tone was full of murderous intent.

He's not stupid. Although King Zhenxi is very powerful, if he fights against the old beast, his own situation is definitely not much better.

This is his trust in the old beast.

It didn't take long for the old beast and King Zhenxi to fight each other. In such a short time, King Zhenxi would definitely not be able to recover much.

It looks like a pinnacle grandmaster, but in reality, he can only display half of his true strength now.

"Then try whether my fist is strong or not." King Zhenxi moved quickly in front of Xiao Yi as if his feet were on pulleys, but he couldn't see how much his legs swayed.

He didn't get up, and he didn't move his arm back to accumulate strength before punching. He just threw out a simple and ordinary punch, and the length of the fist's force was very short.

A punch without power should not be able to exert much force.

But a fierce punching wind had already arrived in front of Xiao Yi.

boom!

A muffled sound sounded!

Fist hurts!

Xiao Yi frowned.

The wind driven by punches can have the power of a master!

King Zhenxi's punch was so fast that he could only see an afterimage, and he didn't have extra movements, making this punch even happier.

After Xiao Yi was hit by the fist wind, he was in a daze before his eyes, and the fist of King Zhenxi had already come to him.

He crossed his arms over his chest.

boom!

King Zhenxi's fist landed on Xiao Yi's arm.

This punch is twice as powerful as the punch just now!

Not only that, after the fist fell, there was also a dark force that broke out.

Xiao Yi's body backed up uncontrollably, even at the very beginning, his feet left the ground, and when he landed, he staggered back.

The soles of the feet stepped heavily on the ground, making a 'dong dong dong' sound.

When he stabilized his body, the place where his arm was hit was shaking violently.

This punch can be said to have triple gravity!

The wind of the fist is heavy, the fist is heavy, and the dark energy is heavy!

"It seems that you are the one who speaks hard." King Zhenxi looked at Xiao Yi contemptuously.

Shen Chumo, who was in the distance, felt his heart ache.

After staying in Taohuawu for such a long time, she naturally knew about the Martial God Wen Yuanqing and Longjiazhen Xiwang.

Xiao Yi might have a hard time dealing with a master who even the Martial God can't handle.

Just by looking at it, you can see how terrifying the power of King Zhenxi's punch just now is.

It simply cannot be described with common sense.

Xiao Yi shook his hands: "I'm still standing here, why are you beeping?"

King Zhenxi's eyes turned cold: "I don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin."

The next moment, he rushed towards Xiao Yi again.

No one was optimistic about Xiao Yi.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Yi is now trying to hold on.

Just defense, it seems so passive.

They are not on the same level.

It's like a strong man compared to an ordinary person.

No matter what you do as an ordinary person, you can't make up the gap with the other party.

It can be seen that King Zhenxi's punch is even more fierce.

Fist wind, so that everyone present can clearly hear it!

Xiao Yi stared intently at King Zhenxi's ever-enlarging fist in his sight.

He calmed down and let out a heavy gasp.

In the next second, his arms stretched out as soft as bones, and his arms seemed to be blown by the wind, looking light and fluffy.

He held King Zhenxi's fist with both hands, and at the same time he kept retreating, and after retreating a long distance, he stopped suddenly.

At this moment, the power of Zhenxi Wangquan has disappeared a lot.

Xiao Yi seized the opportunity, leaned close to King Zhenxi, and smashed the side of King Zhenxi's face with his elbow.

The taiji turned into strength, which dispelled most of Zhenxi Wang's fist strength!

This is the charm of Tai Chi, and also the strength of Tai Chi.

You are strong and you are strong, in front of Tai Chi, even the monstrous power can be dissolved softly.

boom--

Accompanied by a heart-shattering pounding sound, Xiao Yi's elbow hit the side of King Zhenxi's face, sending him flying!