"Hey...... How's that boy, this seat has enough fists, right? Ping Feipeng seemed to get endless pleasure from the process of torturing Wan Dong, and his face was about to be filled with a hideous smile.

Wan Dong patted his chest lightly while swinging, as if dusting. "You don't put gold on your face, just this little bit of strength, do you want to shoot me with ashes?" ”

"What a hard-mouthed boy! I think you can still hold a few punches? ”

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Wan Dong flew out of the air again.

Ping Feipeng's punch hit Wan Dong's body, and it also hit Xu Wenchuan's heart. With such a heavy fist, even if it was just one punch, he couldn't bear it, but Wan Dong didn't know how many punches Lu Dao had taken until now. The tears of heartache have long been lost. Even Wu Qiujun, who was holding on to him tightly, seemed to have reached the limit, grabbing Xu Wenchuan's hand, and he kept trembling.

And Duan Lengyan, Leng Yuecui, and Leng Yongsi had already turned their heads to the side, and they couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Even the sound of thumping fists hitting flesh reached their ears, and it was a great torture.

"Boy, if you beg me now, I'll give you a good time!" Looking at Wan Dong, who had been knocked down by himself many times and stood up again, Ping Feipeng said coldly.

"Ping Feipeng, you are also from the Daomen Great World Realm, how can you act so shamelessly? Facing the back of a mundane world, you are too graceless, right? If you still have a little bit of shame, don't torture him anymore, give him a good time, and let me fight you to the death! ”

"Grandma, you ...... What do you say? As soon as Leng Shuangrong's words fell, before Ping Feipeng could answer, Leng Yuecui shouted first.

Leng Shuangrong's face was full of bitterness, she shook her head, and muttered, "Yuecui, today is not only Yaoting going to die, but I'm afraid that each of us will leave alive." Rather than this, it is better to let Yaoting go first happily, so as not to suffer so much in vain......"

"Ah......" Hearing Leng Shuangrong say this, Leng Yuecui also fell into great contradiction and pain. She was reluctant to let Wan Dong die, but seeing Wan Dong suffering like this, she was even more heartbroken.

Leng Yuecui felt the cruelty of fate for the first time!

"Shut up! It's not your turn to teach this seat a lesson! Ping Feipeng scolded, extremely arrogant!

"Yes! I haven't had enough of it yet! As soon as Ping Feipeng finished speaking, Wan Dong also opened his mouth to say.

At this time, he really wanted to slap Leng Shuang Rong to Siberia, he acted so hard, teasing Ping Feipeng to play, seeing his cultivation improve at an astonishing speed, he was feeling enjoyable, Leng Shuangrong actually persuaded Ping Feipeng to give him a good time, what is this not looking for a pump?

She is still a martial artist of the Consummation Realm, and her vision is so poor! Ping Feipeng didn't see it, that's because the authorities are obsessed! You, Leng Shuangrong, a bystander, are also fascinated together, so it shouldn't be!

If Cold Frost Rong could be more careful, she would definitely be able to find a strange thing. That is, after Wan Dong was knocked to the ground by Ping Feipeng's punch, the speed at which he stood up became faster and faster. In the past, Wan Dong often had to struggle for a long time to get back up, but now, Wan Dong almost fell to the ground, and the next second he stood up again. If Wandong really reached the point of dying, how could such a phenomenon occur?

On the contrary, Wan Dongfei has not only reached the point of dying, but is getting better and better. With the invasion of a large amount of Dao Qi from Ping Feipeng, Wan Dong's cultivation was growing wildly almost every second, and the speed of Dao Qi transformation increased even more. If it used to take a minute or two for Wan Dong to transform and absorb the Dao Qi contained in Ping Feipeng's punch, then at this time, Wan Dong only needed a few breaths now.

And with the skyrocketing of Wan Dong's cultivation, the harm caused to him by Ping Feipeng's punch is also greatly reduced. At this time, Wan Dong is far less miserable than he seems on the surface!

To improve one's cultivation by being beaten, not to mention the mundane small world realm, even if it is in the Daomen Great World realm, Wan Dong is also one person through the ages!

Wan Dong scolded Leng Shuang Rong in his heart, thinking that the bystanders were clear, but he ignored the cares!

But this is not to blame Wan Dong, because I am afraid that even Leng Shuang Rong herself would never have imagined that she would care about Wan Dong so much that even her always sharp judgment and insight have been affected.

It is never easy to get a person who hates himself so much to take care of himself, but Wan Dong has done it with his unyielding will and strength!

"Yaoting! Leng Shuang Rong is right, since there is death after all, it is better to die vigorously! We're all fighting side by side with you, fighting this old bastard! Xu Wenchuan couldn't hold it back for a long time, and his roar was like thunder.

This time, even Wu Qiujun no longer stopped him, but was eager to try. As long as he got Wandong's approval, he risked his life to fly to the peace!

Duan Lengyan, Wang Yangde, Leng Yuecui, Leng Yongsi, the four younger generations, have nothing to say, they are gearing up, and they have to shoot at any time!

"Wow! Hahaha...... Let me get rid of you all at once, and save me the trouble! ”

"Don't even move!" Wan Dong suddenly let out a loud shout, no matter what, he couldn't let Xu Wenchuan and them come up to die, and gave Pingfei Peng a cushion for nothing!

Looking at everyone's suspicious and earnest expressions, Wan Dong's expression was unprecedentedly resolute, and he gritted his teeth word by word and said, "This old guy's life is mine, I'm going to make a decision!" None of you are allowed to come up and make trouble, so stand back for me!" ”

"Yaoting, don't ......"

"Grandpa! If you don't listen to me, I'll ...... I'm going to kill myself right now! ”

"Ahh Don't don't, I'm ...... I can't listen to you! ”

After retreating from everyone, Wan Donghuo turned his head to look at Ping Feipeng, and said coldly, "You and I will continue!" ”

Ping Feipeng frowned, waved his hand violently, and shouted, "Okay!" I've had enough of this seat, this boring game, let's stop here! Give me death! ”

"What!?" Wan Dong was afraid of this, and his complexion suddenly changed.

Ping Feipeng really lost his patience, and before Wan Dong's exclamation landed, his palms were launched at the same time. This palm, to say the least, also condensed Pingfei Peng's eighty percent of Dao Qi, a palm that was the thickness of a bucket, flashing with a terrifying cold palm, broke through the air, and actually rolled up the Dao Dao like a landslide-like roar, and hit Wan Dong's chest.

Wan Dong's mind suddenly sank to the bottom, and the power of this palm, to say the least, could withstand his previous dozens of punches, which made his scalp numb.

But at this juncture, Wan Dong has no choice but to fight hard.

His expression instantly tensed to the extreme, and the Dao Qi in his body was even more crazy like a stormy wave. Patches of golden light jumped out, making the whole world change color. At the same time, a vast and decisive power swept through the four fields, shocking!