Douluozhi Has Been Stained with Red Dust Since Xiao Wu

Secondly, the other party warned him yesterday that he must not destroy his plan, otherwise Ah Yin

Just as Tang Xiao was about to fly down to say hello to He Congliang, Fudo Mingo's figure was reflected in his eyes, and he stopped walking for a moment.

He decided to observe secretly first.

He Congliang's eyes were very sharp, and he saw Zhao Wuji passing by at a glance.There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly thought about it.

Zao Wou-ki is a level 76 Soul Sage, although his cultivation level is a little bit higher, it doesn't matter

It just allows me to measure my cultivation base.

"Ms. Zhao, come here." He asked with a smile.

"Why?" Zhao Wou-ki was puzzled, and came over reluctantly.

He Congliang waited for a while, seeing that the other party was still walking slowly, he frowned immediately.

"Why are you moaning?"

"You are a soul sage and you are afraid that I will kill you?"

"" Several black lines appeared on Zhao Wuji's forehead, he didn't speak, but walked a little faster.

You usually call me "bad old man", why do you suddenly call me "Ms. Zhao" now?

Did you make a mistake?Please forgive me?

Or are you plotting something wrong?

It's just that no matter what the other party wants to do, he can do it. After all, the other party has two Title Douluo subordinates.

If He Congliang knew that his inner activities were so rich, he would probably give him a thumbs up.

This bad old brain is too good to mend.

I respectfully call you teacher, but you still don't want to, so you insist on being cheap and let me call you "bad old man".

"Come on, old man."

"Let's discuss it."

"Discussion?" Zhao Wuji was puzzled for a moment, then shook his head immediately.

Although he thinks He Congliang is a genius.

But no matter how talented the opponent is, he can't beat me.

I am a level 76 Soul Sage.

how to spell?

Even if the opponent is the soul emperor, there will be no chance.

"Um"

"It's just a few punches with you, it's very simple."

"Two fists touch, and they will separate, no trouble." He Congliang blinked his eyes and said seriously.

Zhao Wou-ki frowned, and said softly:

"But, you can't beat me!"

"How do you know if you don't try?" He Congliang smiled, revealing a pair of pure white teeth.

Smile very benignly.

"Then let's try it!"

"I will try my best to control the strength so as not to hurt you." Zhao Wou-ki said softly.

In the past year, he was really scared by the opponent.

Relying on the two titled Douluo, the opponent is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, the key is that he can't teach him whether he can fight or not.

Sin!

"Without further ado."

"Look at the fist."

As he spoke, He Congliang raised his right fist together and swung out like lightning.The fist "whistled" through the air, pointing directly at Zhao Wou-ki's face.

Its power is so great that it penetrates the space, countless air is compressed, and there is an explosion with a "boom".

suddenly,

A gust of energy rushed over.

The stabbing made Zhao Wuji's face ache.

Only then did he put away his carelessness, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Because he felt a breath of death from this punch.

This punch can hurt him.

"drink!"