Chapter 1918: A Punch to the Face

While they were talking, Yin Donglou staggered up from the ground with a confused look on his face.

"My head hurts!"

He held his head in his hands, a look of pain on his face.

"What happened?"

Yin Donglou tried his best to recall the scene that just happened.

"I was dueling with Zhang Xing just now. When I used the sixth level of the White Tiger's Roaring Heaven Technique..."

"It's Zhang Xing, it must be Zhang Xing who did it!"

Yin Donglou suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw Zhang Xingzheng looking at him with a smile on his face.

"mean!"

Yin Donglou said two words from between his teeth.

"Zhang Xing! I fought you justly, but I didn't expect you to resort to such despicable means.

If you have the guts, fight me openly! "

As soon as he said these words, the deputy leader of Mexico couldn't help but shake his head.

Why! Yin Donglou's performance is getting worse and worse.

"He was never on the stage."

Hei Bao said disdainfully from the side.

"Yes! I usually behave well, but my true nature is exposed at critical moments."

Moxi sighed.

"Tsk! You only have this little quality to pay off to my senior brother. What do you all look like?"

Hei Bao mocked rudely.

"Yeah, what do they look like..."

Moxi stopped talking.

He had nothing to say in front of Hei Bao.

Yin Donglou's qualifications and cultivation were impeccable.

Even compared to the top ten true disciples of the Suzaku Sect, he is still number one.

But compared with Zhang Xing, there is simply no comparison.

Zhang Xing belongs to that kind of evil genius who is rare to see in a thousand years.

These ordinary people cannot be compared with him.

"Yin Donglou, do you still want to show some respect? If I wanted to kill you just now, it would be easy.

Do you believe that if I kick you again, you will still faint? "

Zhang Xing sarcastically said.

"Me! No! Believe it!"

Yin Donglou gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

At the same time, the sixth level of Xiaotian Kung was unleashed again, and he concentrated more on guarding against Zhang Xing.

"Since you don't believe it, let's just have fun again!"

Zhang Xing spread his hands and said relaxedly.

"Okay! I don't believe it, come on!"

Yin Donglou felt very aggrieved.

This didn't seem to be a duel with Zhang Xing, but rather like being teased by Zhang Xing.

"Yin Donglou, watch out, I'm going to kick you!"

Zhang Xing tapped his toes on the ground, grinding back and forth.

Yin Donglou's eyes and thoughts were naturally focused on Zhang Xing's toes.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Zhang Xing's figure disappeared.

At the same time, Yin Donglou's body also disappeared.

He has also learned to be smart. I am not a wooden stake, so why do I stand there and let you kick me?

You want to kick me a second time, and I want to kill you the first time.

But I will never show mercy.

That's pretty much it!

Moxi nodded. Yin Donglou's brain was not as stupid as a pig.

But then his expression froze.

Snap!

Only a particularly crisp sound was heard coming from the air.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Donglou's figure appeared.

He covered his nose with one hand, blood dripping from between his fingers.

Tears were pouring out of his eyes.

A fist was slowly withdrawn from his face.

Then, a person's shoulders, half a head, a head, and even the whole body appeared.

Zhang Xing put down his fist and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Yin Donglou, how does it taste?"

"Zhang Xing, you cheated. You said you were using your feet, but you used your fists instead!"

Yin Donglou shook off the blood in his hand, and with a turn of spirit, the blood stopped and the tears disappeared.

"Hey! How can a person like you be a senior brother? You are just like a flower in the greenhouse.

No! At best, it’s just a weed in a flower pot in the greenhouse! "

Zhang Xing shook his head.