They fought each other, breaking a heavy and one void.

“Bang!”A violent blow carried the power of crushing the void and rebuked Yang Rui, which was really terrible for the strength of the purple-haired youth.

“Bombing!”

On the sky, Yang Zhiqiang black hair like a waterfall, in the state of heaven and war, he is in the real peak, invincible posture, every punch can break into a space, the blood-haired youth's face is finally gloomy to the extreme, before joining forces with the purple-haired youth, has not felt so difficult, and now alone in the battle, only to know this guy is really terrible.

“Today, I will make you wait for the blood to splattered here.”

Overbearing voice, such as thunder, the real invincible posture, this is him, this is Yang Zhiqiang, Yangmen boss!

"Four children, you go down to help, strange camel labor, young master today to let these guys know how to know!"

“One of the laborers!”Simapie and Naiva were carried to the top of the sky by Qiqi.

"Let's start with you, purple hair to kill Matt, just you!"Naiva sat on Chichi's back and pointed to the purple-haired youth.

The purple-haired young man heard the words, his eyebrows slightly picked, "Is this hairy talking to me?"He looked at Yang Rui, seems to ask him, the attack, strong and unrivaled, so that Yang Rui difficult to have the strength to fight back, eight products two turn to the peak, if the ordinary master, has long been Yang Rui instantly solved, but this guy's strength, but enough to be comparable to eight products three turns.

“No, no, no, no. I’m talking to you?”Yang Rui cold voice, the hand of the offensive did not relax at all, he evolved the tai chi way, tai chi and tai chi back and forth switch, driving the power of the road.

“The throir!”

Suddenly, a bloody knife appeared in the void, scarlet, full of boundless anger and killing.

“Hush it!”

The blade swept away, Yang Rui suddenly pulled out, was scraped a little by the blade, but still was broken by the front to protect the body, and a shallow mouth appeared on his chest, with blood spilled.

Yang Rui's eyebrows were condensed, and the back was slightly cold, "good risk."

If the reaction is slow, he is afraid that he has been cut off.

“What a sharp knife!”

There was a tingle of shame on his face.

“Do you think I’m the weakest of these guys?”The young man grinned, smiled, and looked at Yang Rui with fun.

"Not sure, but judging by your tone, you'll say you're the strongest one!"The non-dead black intrusion swept through the wound, flesh and blood came out a scorching sound, followed by a black smoke, Yang Rui green, by his own immortal black inflammation burning burn mouth, which is also quite painful.

These people who call themselves gods, the dark forces in their bodies, are extremely corrosive, and his body is injured by that force, and it is difficult to repair for a while.

“Smart!”He smiled coldly, and finally put on the bloody knife in his hand, and finally put on a serious appearance.

Yang Rui took a deep breath and tried to keep himself sane and calm, this master is the most powerful opponent he has encountered in his life.

“Come on!”Yun Luo sword is firmly in his hand, and the latter's strength is so powerful that he wants to deal with the softness of the tai chi sword.

Between the swords, it is very high.

Naiva and Simappi, the look is a slight, "two dogs, this time I am afraid to meet the opponent."Naiva's heart.

"Neva, treat foreign tourists, we can't point out people, we can't discriminate against people because of people's hair."Sima Pi's speech is long-heavy, a serious way.

“So what should we do?”

"Isn't that nonsense, we're going to keep pointing at him, pointing to his face, starting to discriminate against him from his ugly face!"Hahaha!"At a turn, Simapi suddenly smiled, laughed loudly, and the demonic voice, accompanied by hiccups, suddenly let the atmosphere of this void change for a moment.

Listening to this voice, Yang Rui could not help smoking.

"It makes a little mean, want to use words that excite me, make me angry, and then lose my mind?"That trick doesn’t work for me!”The young man smiled at the pride, did not care about Simapi's words, and cultivated to this point, he was most proud of his state of mind, and this is also the main reason for his strength.

There is nothing to fear, and nothing to shake him.

“Pippima, don’t you think this guy looks a bit like a thing?”Naiva pushed her chin, staring at the purple-haired youth in front of her, with a low voice, a straight path.

“Like what?”

"The hammer, the head is big, the bottom plate is small, grab his feet in one hand, carry the chickens like a big hammer, live off is a stick!" 」

“What is the hammer used for?”

“Uh...it’s probably shit.”

“Well?Isn't that shit?"

“Well, if you say that, I think he’s like a shit stick, that is,

"There's something wrong with the color of this shit."

“What’s wrong?”

“Aren’t all our shit yellow, why is it purple?”

“This.”Simapie was slightly staggered, as if thinking, "We eat grain and grains, maybe they eat different from us, the color of the shit pulled out is not the same, so when he stirs, his head becomes purple."

The two people are serious there like academic research sitting there in a deep discussion, from the purple-haired young man's head to the feet studied, a series of vulgar and disgusting words, said Yang Rui some can not help but want to smoke these two guys.

Chichi on the side of the claws, the little guy does not know with whom to learn, nor adult, two back feet standing, the dog claws against the purple-haired youth a vigorous ass provocation, from time to time also hum two times.

The most let Yang Rui speechless is that he is standing, suddenly his ass is against the purple-haired youth, the tail suddenly erects, the ass is prying, rushing to the front, a non-stop fart, pulling out a disgusting thing, he can also point out the disgusting thing that is green and not a ball.

Such a scene, simply amazing to the extreme, by a brute patted ass, farts, and even shit and then vertical finger, no matter who lived in the presence of how many years, has never been so provoked.

This wave of operation is almost tingling.

“Oh . . . .”Simapi and Naiva saw that this scene was simply, and both of them were on their foreheads, "brain shell pain."

"Big brother, my little brother can't speak, but he wants to express it very simply, as your father's brother, is also your father's father's me, whether out of duty, or out of duty, or out of love for children with intellectual disabilities, uh, maybe the latter is a little more, you don't mind too much, don't mind,

However,

None of this is important,

The important thing is that I feel the need to translate it for you.”

(End of this chapter)