In the end, as if it was lonely, Mo Waya gathered the strength of the whole body on top of the palm.

Everyone saw that Mo Waya below Tianhe, the whole body was like a strong bow.

Everything is powerful, and it is out of the moment.

"Beastmaster Fist!"

Boom ~

In the low drink, Mo Wuya punch a punch, almost tearing the sky.

That fist, fast speed, almost broke through the sound barrier.

In this way, Mo Waya smashed towards Ye Fan with a thunderous trend.

At the moment when Mo Waya's fist fell, the world of heaven and earth, if the boulder entered the sea, set off a huge wave.

"This ... this is ..."

"One of the six pillars of Huaxia, the famous martial arts of the King of Fighters, Mo Gucheng, Beastmaster Boxing?"

"At that time, Mo Gucheng used this boxing method to fight on the shore of the South China Sea in Huaxia.

"Enemy is outside the country!"

"At this point, the battle of God in World War I."

"It has completely established Mo Gucheng's leadership in Huaxia martial arts."

"I didn't expect, now the waves of the Yangtze River push forward."

"Mo Wuyao of the King of Fighters, but also mastered the beast King's boxing?"

At this moment, there was an uproar outside the sword god palace.

Shi Ye Long was trembling, and his heart was full of horror.

Previously, Mo Waya wanted to challenge the sword god to look at the moon.

But now it seems that he has underestimated this power.

"It looks like this, this is the endless, even if the realm is not the master of the title, I am afraid that it will approach infinitely?"

Ishino Long was in his heart, whispered.

"Haha ~"

"Vice Palace Lord, it looks like, killing this Huaxia child, no longer need us to take a shot."

"Under the beast King's fist, there is no living way for this son."

"He will die!"

Other observation strong people around me also said with a smile.

Shi Ye Long nodded: "Well."

"Pagatomy, it's almost time to end."

"Brother Sword God's hatred, but also let the son of the King of Fighters report it."

Everyone's discussion, looking at Ye Fan's eyes, full of mercy.

Obviously, no one thinks that Ye Fan will survive under the beast king boxing.

After all, the fist of the beast king is outside. At that time, the King of Fighters Mo Gu was relying on this unique learning.

And Ye Fan, an unknown junior, according to the Sword God, even if the battle of Dongchang Lake, he only injured the Wanyue River by relying on the wheel warfare method and conspiracy.

How can this despicable adulterer be able to block Mo Waya's beastmoral fist?

"Huh ~"

"You talk!"

"My master will not be so easy to lose?"

Everyone around him said that Ye Fan was under this punch, and his defeat would die.

Yingyue Yueyue was like a kitten that fried, and suddenly argued.

"Um?"

"You dead Nizi, do you know what you are talking about?"

"Could it be that you have to betray the sword Shen Palace and bet on your teacher?"

In the words of Yingyue, the Yugong Yueyue was almost angry with Shi Yelong, and the smoke was born.

They also thought about letting the Yueyue Yueyue cooperate with them to kill Ye Fan together?

It's okay now, let alone kill Ye Fan, this dead Nizi still maintains Ye Fan.

While Ishino Long scolded and scolded, Mo Waya's fisting strength had already taken the momentum, and to Ye Fan's in front of Ye Fan.

In the fist, between the storm, Ye Fan still has no fear.

He stood up with his hand, and he sneered.

On the corner of the lift, there was an inexplicable smile.
Chapter completed!