wildly arrogant
If you dare to dismiss Jiang Yifeng, this man will surely die miserably.
Even people in a small city dare to say this.
If we can’t let him suffer today, you and I will lose face with the princess.
Jiang Yifeng has a good hand to teach this little boy a lesson so that he can know his little talent.
Princess Yinchuan, the followers, angrily denounced her face and showed anger. Even Princess Yinchuan, who was sitting on the throne, frowned slightly. Chapter nine hundred and seventeen The source of the beast’s soul.
Jiang Yifeng’s face was cold, although his heart was full of anger, but he was not swayed by anger. His mood was a pair of eyes that became more solemn than his body, and his name was Meng. Today, you will be stupid and pay the price of your life.
The ginger family is young, strong and growling, and the physical strength of terror explodes from other bodies, and the rich light reappears again, and the shadow of a sacred bear in China roars upwards.
This is a vision that will be triggered when the blood vessels of the Jiang family are stimulated to the extreme. Obviously, this Jiang Yifeng has already moved his hand.
Jiang Yifeng’s little breath is stronger. It seems that it is not far from breaking the limit and respecting the land.
Although it’s a great peak practice, it’s limited to display talent, supernatural powers and body blood, and Jiang Yifeng’s strong blow is approaching the limit.
I’m afraid the little one will suffer greatly even if he doesn’t die this time.
A crowd followed and sneered.
St. Beargguy’s fist, Jiang Yifeng’s low drink, is the same avatar, but at the moment, compared with the former power, it has soared several times, and all the strength has gathered in the left hand to make a fist and brazenly boom forward.
rub-a-dub
The same muffled thunder suddenly exploded, and the mighty energy suddenly broke out from one point, and the waves fell forward and swept away crazily.
Meng Fei’s blue robe was aroused by the strength, and his black hair was roaring, but his dark eyes were calm.
Raise your hand, clench your fist, and blow forward in your breath.
The heavy mountain breath suddenly broke out from it, and a boxing shadow crashed and went forward.
Hard work is not tricky.
bang
Two boxing shadows meet instantly, and the terrible noise suddenly erupts from two contact points. It is in the gathering of several eyes that Meng Fei’s boxing shadow reverses and flagrantly blows Jiang Yifeng’s boxing shadow to pieces and goes straight to Jiang Yifeng.
Jiang Yifeng’s face is hard and his eyes are desperate.
Meng Fei face calm robe sleeve at the moment.
The shadow of that fist suddenly fell at a place less than an inch away from Jiang Yifeng, and then it was as crazy as a river burst its banks, but even if this fist carried momentum, it still exploded.
puff
Jiang Yifeng’s face turned white instantly, and he looked up and sprayed blood. His body was hit by a mountain pledge and was directly smashed to disturb the off-court. He was seriously injured before the off-court.
A large tinker suddenly burst into an avalanche after a few breaths of silence.
In the eyes of everyday people, the representative of Meng Fei’s adult’s hand is a daily life, and he gave a good lesson. This arrogant Jiang Jiadi earned a big face for everyday life. At this moment, it is heartfelt.
On Hao Ri, the duke’s eyes were stunned, but his face was hidden by his smiling face.
Although I don’t know the background identity of Meng Fei, his present surface represents the face of the city of the sun, and Meng Fei wins the honor of the duke with a clean face.
Princess Yinchuan didn’t shine at the moment and looked at Jiang Yifeng, who had suffered heavy losses. Looking at Meng Fei with a look of interest, she could easily seriously hurt Jiang Yifeng. This person’s strength is absolutely serious.
Behind her, all the followers are still looking at each other with the same grip on the neck. It’s still hard to believe.
Jiang Yifeng was defeated, and he didn’t strike back at all. At this moment, no matter what they want to look at Meng Fei, they are all in awe.
At this time, a young man wearing a silver mask in the crowd behind Princess Yinchuan frowned and his eyes were gloomy, and then he sneered at one hand and hit Jiang Yifeng hard. Even if he was cold and secluded, his teacher younger brother was always wrong, and he was absolutely out of it today.
Cold hands, I’ll wait and see before I decide to act. I want to be the core of Princess Yinchuan. Follow me, Xiao Yilong, to see if you are qualified.
Meng Fei looked calm and meant that he had no place to boast about, but at this moment, he suddenly had a low drink and wanted to ask Meng Xiong for advice and return the temple’s permission.