Meng Zenji smiled with his hands in his hands, and his crane hair was childish, he didn't look like an old man at all, but just a middle-aged man who had lost his blood.

"Boy, don't get me wrong, I don't like to owe others, since you cooperate with our ability group, I naturally won't treat you badly." The corners of Meng Zenji's mouth smiled, and he squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Zifeng a few times, not to mention, this guy is too much like and too similar.

It was so similar to the Holy War back then, whether it was from his eyes or from the aura that emanated from his body, Dream Zen Machine could feel that they were like a person.

However, Dream Zen Machine is sure that the future of this kid in front of him will not necessarily be worse than the holy war.

It's just that his current cultivation strength is still much weaker than that of the Holy War back then.

At the age of twenty, the Holy War Angel was almost invincible in his cultivation among his peers!

At the age of twenty-five, he stepped into the first heaven of the sub-holy realm early, and the seed of Yuan Li was condensed in his body, which can be described as the pride of the sky......

"Then thank you Dream Senior." Lin Zifeng arched his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a wicked smile, and said, "I wonder if the dream seniors can help me fulfill a small wish?" ”

Lin Zifeng had already secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Wish? What wish?! ”

Meng Zenji burst into eyes and looked at him seriously, he could feel that the strength in this kid's body was already condensed.

"I want to challenge the dream seniors, I hope you can fulfill me!"

Suddenly!

Lin Zifeng spread his feet apart, kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground, and his fists gathered unparalleled strength, and smashed towards the Dream Zen machine.

In the past half a month, he has had a lot of opportunities to contact with Mengzen Machine, but this old guy always feels so leisurely, no different from an ordinary person, so he wants to give it a try to see if the handsome guy is more powerful, or the cultivation of Mengzen Machine is higher.

"Boy, isn't it too much for you to treat the old man like this?" The corners of Meng Zenji's mouth twitched, and he finally moved when Lin Zifeng's unstoppable fist hit the tip of his nose.

Immediately, a fist that was three points faster than Lin Zifeng had already poked under his armpit, and Lin Zifeng couldn't help but be shocked, and the opponent's fierce punch shook him back three or four meters away!

Two deep black marks were slashed by the tip of his foot on the ground!

"Boom-"

Lin Zifeng had just been shocked a few meters away, and the ghost-like figure of the Dream Zen Machine quickly counterattacked.

Palm!

Bang!

Smoke and dust rose and an incomparable wind howled all around.

"Boy, old man, I haven't touched anyone for a long time, can I understand your behavior today as an offense?" Meng Zenji grinned lightly, but his speed did not decrease, he stretched out his right hand, and his palm was wide open and closed, grabbing it straight towards Lin Zifeng's chest.

Lin Zifeng's pupils dilated, and he could see with his own eyes that the five fingers of the Dream Zen Machine were shaking in front of his eyes, and they were particularly slender, dangling like five big pillars, the more this happened, the more his eyes spent, and he could see clearly at all.

"That's amazing!" Lin Zifeng's heart was secretly frightened, and his body shook immediately, and he moved backwards, but he still couldn't get rid of the five fingers of the Dream Zen Machine that attacked in an instant.

"Fight it!"

Lin Zifeng gritted his teeth, and once again condensed his strength to punch the root of the hand that came from the dream Zen machine.

"Poof!"

The wave of energy broke through, and a big palm quickly broke through the wave of qi, grabbed Lin Zifeng's chest clothes fiercely, and then rubbed the palm in front of his chest, and finally pressed it hard in front of his chest with the back of his changing hand.

Boom!

The chest was not painful or itchy, and it was broken by a soft force.

Lin Zifeng was horrified to find that his body had flown out.

"Boy, are you still playing?" Mengchan's fuselage was shaped like electricity, turning into a purple ray that was faster than lightning and rushed straight towards him.

I rub! the fart!

Lin Zifeng is about to shout mother, as soon as this old pervert makes a move, Lin Zifeng has already guessed the depth of his cultivation.

Lin Zifeng didn't have the strength to fight back at all, so he deduced that his cultivation combat power was not inferior to that of the handsome guy!

This is what Lin Zifeng is very sure of.

If Dream Zen Machine really wanted to kill himself, a few moves would be enough to kill him.

"Boy, do you still want to play?" Meng Zenji was kind and kind, and fell on him with a strange gaze.

"Thanks to the dream seniors for letting me, forget it, with such a powerful character as the dream seniors, and I am a young man, even if I win, if it is publicized, it will not be a victory." Lin Zifeng's eyes rolled slightly, and he hurriedly gave birth to a topic and said: "Dream seniors are such powerful characters, I think, in Huaxia, I want to find a character comparable to you, I'm afraid there are very few." ”

Damn, if it weren't for you hitting me, would I say something like this that even I find disgusting? If I had beaten you, you old glass, I would have ked you a long time ago!

Although Lin Zifeng was unhappy in his heart, he was helpless, and he couldn't beat others.

But I'm still too weak.

"Hahaha...... Boy, say it so beautifully, do you think I don't know what's going on in your heart? ”

Meng Zen machine closed his palm, inhaled, his demeanor was calm, and his simple shot did not consume much of his strength, and the whole person regained his calmness as before.

"Uh...... I don't know what Senior Meng's words mean, why can't I understand a word? Lin Zifeng is relaxed now, although he hasn't been with Mengzenji for a long time, but this old guy feels very good to Lin Zifeng.

There is a sense of affection, and what he has done is both from the starting point and from the point of view.

Didn't use Lin Zifeng.

After all, in this cannibalistic society, it is already a blessing to be able to live well. What's more, the status of Mengzen Machine is so high, and it is still very clear how many catties and taels he has.

"Hehe, with your cleverness, you shouldn't understand." Meng Zenji raised his head, his eyelids trembled, and he continued to maintain the posture of holding his hands, and said with a smile: "Boy, have you thought about going to Fusang this time?" ”

"How did you know I was going to Fuso?!" Lin Zifeng was stunned, only a few high-level leaders of Nantianmen knew about this matter, could it be that the dream Zen machine could also know this?

Meng Zenji smiled and said nothing, immediately glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Do you think there are still things in the world that the ability group is not clear?" ”

"You peep into my Nantianmen's intelligence?!" Lin Zifeng is unhappy again, this damn old glass is too hateful, bullying people are bullying this head.

Damn, forget about voyeurism, and say it.

"Hey, hey, boy, how are you talking, what do you mean by peeping? The Abe family itself is under the surveillance of our ability group, okay, they sent you a telegram from Nantianmen, if they want to crack the information between you, why is it difficult. If it weren't for my old man helping you stop the catastrophe, would you still be standing here safe and breathing with me? ”

“……”

Your second uncle's! Voyeurism is also forgotten, and this kind of reason is still said.

Hey, I really don't know that this old Wang Ba is really bad.

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