Chapter 5: How old are you?

Chapter 5, how old are you?

"Hey."

Jing Hao was also stunned for a while, Rao is her, just did not notice how Jing Yunqi suddenly came to himself, she always felt that this day's own nephew seems different from before.

Before, Jing Yunzhen was able to take a look at the leopard, and the analysis of the current situation was the beginning of the road. Now, Ming Ming has just been seriously injured and awake, but can calmly pick up the seven-fold whip of the next round?

Jing Yunyi didn't care about the rest of the people's horrified eyes. He crouched down and grabbed the distracting arm of Jingzhu. The arm of Jingzhu immediately picked it up. At the same time, he patted the shoulder of Jingzhu. Authentic: "Pillars, good brothers, you should rest on the side first. These few dog things will be handed over to me. Today, no matter who dares to move the scene, anyone who moves me, I will let He regrets his life."

Starting today, Jing Yunyi will become a nightmare for those who want him to die.

Whether it is Luo Luo in front of him, Lin Biao of the Emperor, or the great emperor who betrayed him.

Jing Yunqi said that he could not be firm, but this words fell into the ears of Luo Ao and others, but he was a joke.

Although Jing Yunzhen has just inexplicably caught a whips of Luo Ao, Jing Yun Yi is still only a five-wheeled warrior who is in full force, and these warriors are still only a waste of useless in their eyes.

"Haha, I didn't get it wrong. This waste actually wants to deal with our young master? I saw that his head was kicked before he was 80%."

"It’s time for this, this kid is still thinking about dreams. It’s ridiculous, ridiculous."

"Let us regret for the rest of our lives? You don't scatter your urine and look in the mirror. It's really not self-reliant."

After Luo Luo, several other people followed the class and laughed. Xiaojing Yun was a waste. Xiaojing Yun was not self-sufficient. He also laughed at Jingyun’s words too much.

Even Luo Luo listened, and his face hangs a sneer of contempt: "You waste this long-lived, even provoked Laozi? It seems that I was not enough to kick you off yesterday."

For Luo Luo and his ridiculous words about the dog legs, Jing Yunzhen did not take it easy. He stood up and took a few steps forward. He said without fear: "Less nonsense, you alone, Or are you all together?"

Although Jing Yun's current martial arts repair is only a minor and inconspicuous pulse, but his past life is also a reincarnation of the great emperor, overlooking the existence of the world.

There are endless martial arts combat experiences in memory, as well as countless mysterious martial arts. He is not in the eyes of the chakras in the area. Even if he is a martial artist, he is not necessarily able to discuss anything under his eyes. benefit.

"Haha, the tone is not small. Let Laozi kill you personally today. One trick is enough to make you die."

Luo Ao snorted and moved.

I thought that Jing Yunqi had already inexplicably caught his iron whip. This time Luo Luo did not use the iron whip to attack, but exerted a set of martial arts that was not weak.

Fu Hu Quan.

In the Longyu continent, there are also grades in the martial arts of the Confucianism. They are roughly divided into four levels: Tiandi and Xuanhuang. Each level is divided into upper, middle and lower three.

Although this Fuhu Boxing is the most low-level Yellow Martial Martial Arts, it is also a high-level martial art of the Yellow Emperor. For the chakras, it is definitely a strong move, and it is displayed with the strength of Luo Ao, even if it is one. The Tigers are in front of them and can be put down by a punch.

Feeling the cold fist of Luo Ao's fist, Luo Luo's several followers are looking at the Jingyun 一 looking at the dead, and Jing Hao is also extremely worried.

"The young master even showed this martial arts, and he really can afford this waste."

"Under the martial arts of the young master, this waste is hard to die."

Taunting again and again, endless.

"Glyphs are small."

Seeing the other party's shot, Jing Yunqi did not show the fear that everyone expected. On the contrary, his mouth twitched a cold arc, scorned coldly, and finally his hands were around the chest, and there was no need to fight back. .

"Idiot, go to hell."

Luo Ao saw it, the chill was even worse. A waste that had been stepped on his feet before, dared to despise himself?

court death!

No longer delays, Luo Luo body is like a cheetah, and the violent fists bring a violent wind, and it is like a broken bamboo to the face of Jingyun's face.

"Be careful."

Jing Hao exclaimed, the flower is eclipsed.

She is most clear about Jing Yun's martial arts strength. How can the five-heavy warriors fight with the five-wheeled? What's more, Luo Luo is still a set of high-level martial arts?

"boom!"

A dull slammed sound suddenly spread, and Luo’s body suddenly stopped in front of Jing Yun’s body, and his fist was already attached to the face of Jing Yun’s face, but what made Jing Jing’s surprise was Jing Yun’s face. Indifferent, without any painful color.

"wrong!"

Jing Jingkong fiercely shrank, he discovered that Luo Ao’s fist did not attack Jing Yun’s face, but a few centimeters away. On the contrary, Jing Yun did not know when he lifted his right foot and even kicked Luo Yao's crotch.

"what!"

A scream, like a slap in the ear, made everyone shocked, because this scream was actually transmitted from Luo Aokou.

I saw Luo Luo’s expression twisted, and the body fell to the ground, and the arch became a shrimp-like shape. The hands were painfully licking the parts of his crotch, and the cold sweat of the beans was infiltrated on the forehead.

"This……"

Jing Hao’s eyes suddenly glimpsed, and his face was incredible.

Just Luo Luo that punch is so fierce, she is clear, even if it is a pulse of eight martial artists, it is not so easy to escape, but Jing Yunzhen seems to have already calculated the position of Luo Ao Luo boxing, even arbitrarily escaped And unexpectedly hurt the key parts of Luo Ao.

This self-confidence, this eyesight, this reaction ability, even her former martial arts masters sighed.

The nephew is really different.

"Ah... you... you have a waste... I... my egg... I’m finished."

Luo Ao fell to the ground and painfully mourned. A smell and a sticky smell came from Luo Luo’s squat. He was kicked by Jing Yun’s foot and incontinence. He immediately yelled: “Ou Shu, killed him, Kill me for him soon."

As soon as the words fell, the fierce middle-aged man behind him immediately stood up.

If the gas is stunned, this middle-aged man is a martial artist who is a martial artist. One of the Luo family is enshrined: Luo.

Presumably, it was because of his existence that Luo Ao was so swaying into the landscape, such as entering the unmanned environment.

Luo O looked at Luo Luo, who fell to the ground, and immediately let him take a medicinal herb to avoid the worry of his life. Immediately, his eyes looked at Jing Yunzhen with great chills and shouted: "Good courage, dare Injury my young master Luo, looking for death."

"I want to die? How old are you?"

The eyes are like eagle, and the sound is like a knife.

Jing Yun霄 is not humble, not screaming.