Yan Xiaoyi guessed that this panda would definitely not be easy to deal with, so he pointed at Pops to be cannon fodder. But he didn't expect that even the Panda, the little brother of Pojun Martial God, was so extraordinary, and he really knew how to do kung fu. Don't look at his short hands and feet, his punches were really good!

But even if it is not vulgar, it is necessary to slaughter it when it is time to slaughter it. Yan Xiaoyi drew his sword and slashed at the panda!

The panda was actually very good and flexible. The helpless thing was that it was too big and it was not easy to avoid it. Yan Xiaoyi drew the Thunder Sword and swept it. The white hair on the panda was rolled up by electric current and turned into burnt hair, which emitting a scent.

The panda was very unhappy. She was not happy who was burned, and Yan Xiaoyi was not happy. So, when the Thunder God Sword was swept again, the panda suddenly grabbed the metal rod from the cloth pocket behind her back, swept across, and when the Thunder God Sword was blocked, Yan Xiaoyi was in the chest and knocked Yan Xiaoyi back several steps!

"Your sister!" Yan Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and said, "You are a panda, not a monkey, playing with a hairy stick, oh, it's quite rhyme!"

Yan Xiaoyi was proud of his talent, but the panda swept his stick again. Yan Xiaoyi quickly raised his sword and blocked it. Then he danced his wrist and grinned. His sword was not as heavy as a stick. This collision made Yan Xiaoyi numb his fingers to his shoulders. He gritted his teeth and held the hilt of the sword so that the Thunder God Sword did not fall to the ground. Then he raised his legs and kicked it. As a result, he stepped on the panda's belly, it was like stepping into mud. The panda's belly shrank and bounced, and Yan Xiaoyi was arched out and staggered directly backwards. He just hit the edge of the pool of the ocean ball. His soles slipped and he fell into it and was instantly flooded by the ocean ball!

"Bah!" Yan Xiaoyi spit out a sea fair that almost stuffed into his mouth and said, "Help, I can't climb out!"

Pops covered his face, it was embarrassing. With this virtue, he was so embarrassed to say that the masters came!

The panda was also very happy to see it, scratching his ears and heads, grinning as if he was smirking. After walking around it twice, he was about to jump into the ocean ball pool.

"No, don't, don't jump!" Yan Xiaoyi said quickly: "Don't come over!"

The panda weighed at least three or four hundred kilograms, and it was about to jump down. Yan Xiaoyi felt that he would have to suppress himself if he could not suppress himself. It was not that he could not lose. The problem was that he turned around and hanged out. Su Tian asked how he lost? He said he was crushed to death by a panda, so how could he have the face to see Jiangdong's elders? Besides, if he was suppressed by a beauty, he could still be said to be a ghost under a peony flower and a romantic person. What's the matter with being suppressed by a panda? Is it impossible for humans to fall into an animal?

Yan Xiaoyi quickly pulled the ball hard, but the ocean ball became harder and harder. Yan Xiaoyi struggled for half a minute, and before he could pull it forward half a meter, he looked back and saw Yan Xiaoyi was shocked again. The dead panda not only wanted to jump into the ocean ball pool, but also had to play around for three and a half weeks. The fat body twisted in the air and rotated beautifully. Then a pair of short hands spread to both sides, pressing down like a big bird. Yan Xiaoyi was scared on the spot, because he was afraid that he would not be able to play with himself to death!

Gritting his teeth, watching the body covering the sky and falling towards him, Yan Xiaoyi quickly slapped the side with a palm and said, "Jue!"

The power of the Tree of Jue is to destroy everything, and the pool of the ocean ball is no exception. When Yan Xiaoyi slapped his palm, the pool immediately cracked into countless pieces with a "click". The ocean ball scattered around and rolled all over the ground. At this moment, the panda fell to the ground with a bang.

Boom!

The whole floor trembled for a moment, and Yan Xiaoyi's heart trembled. Seeing the panda lying on the ground with a large font, Yan Xiaoyi couldn't help but wiping out the cold sweat. It's really a sin. Yan Xiaoyi felt pain when he saw it. He probably would have fallen into a frying pan face!

After a while, Yan Xiaoyi stood up and took the toes bucket and said, "Isn't it just dead?"

"It's hard to say, I feel that the Hokkaido earthquake is only at this level." Pops glanced at the panda's tail and said for no reason: "Is the panda meat delicious?"

This made Yan Xiaoyi feel stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said: "Panda is also a first-class protected animal in the United States!"

The two of them were nonsense there. After a while, Yan Xiaoyi drew out the Thunder God Sword. Anyway, those who are not dead will be killed. If they die, they will be treated as whip corpse. If they are not dead, they will be brought down by buckets and death!

Yan Xiaoyi trembled and climbed onto the panda's back, aiming his sword at the heart, but at this time...

"Fat Da!"

Zong Zheng appeared at the elevator entrance, watching Yan Xiaoyi be ready to abuse the animals, and quickly shouted. The panda slid and jumped up from the ground, threw Yan Xiaoyi two meters away, then ran to Zong Zheng, stretched out his tongue to lick Zong Zheng's palm. Zong Zheng smiled and threw the popcorn that he had touched from somewhere into the panda's mouth.

After feeding the panda, Zong Zheng stepped forward and smiled, "We're meeting again!"

Zong Zheng said that Yun Ning Feng Qing did not pursue Yan Xiaoyi's crime of abusing his panda pet. In general, Zong Zheng is quite generous, and his every move is indifferent. When he first met, he occasionally felt like the elegant hermit in ancient China. He only carried wine and looked at the world with a smile. Sometimes he felt like the monk who retired in the wild. He pursued the ethereal way of heaven and had already become an ordinary person. He seemed to be open-minded and carefree when talking and laughing.

Yan Xiaoyi still has a good impression of Zong Zheng. Besides, the ancestors have the saying that if they don’t hit people with smiles, if the other party is five or six, Yan Xiaoyi will naturally not be polite. However, Zong Zheng is so happy that Yan Xiaoyi is embarrassed to draw the sword and chop it. Speaking of which, Yan Xiaoyi is also the kind of person who respects me one foot and I respect people one foot. However, if someone cuts off Yan Xiaoyi’s finger, Yan Xiaoyi will destroy the whole family. If Yan Xiaoyi should be cruel, it’s right to be cruel enough.

After walking around in place for two times, Yan Xiaoyi scratched his ears and cheeks. Just as Pops was about to ask Yan Xiaoyi if he was possessed by a monkey, Yan Xiaoyi inserted the Thunder Sword into the ground, no longer had the constipated hesitation expression, and spread his hands directly towards Zong Zheng: "I won't say nonsense. Actually, I really don't want to fight you. I think it's better to be friends with you than to be enemies. Moreover, I feel that I owe you favors in the Fighting City, and I'm really embarrassed to fight with you. However, Shi Shi was helpless, there was only one golden box, and today there was only one group of people who could walk out of the dungeon alive. Let's draw a way to make it happen? I won, don't fight with your panda, you win, I'll take people out of the dungeon to repent."

In fact, to put it bluntly, you still have to fight, but Yan Xiaoyi felt that it was called a competition after he started, so he started a fight without saying that. He was yelled at the slap of his shoes and asked for a beating. Hey, it was rhyme again?

"Okay!" Zong Zheng agreed very simply, lifted his sleeves and said, "I was adopted by my master when I was young, and I was with tigers and wolves in Kunlun Mountain. When I grew up, I went to the north of the Saibei, climbed the snow-capped mountains, walked through the grasslands, climbed the Tianshan Mountains, and pursued the peaks of martial arts throughout my life. I am looking forward to being able to fight with you!"

Yan Xiaoyi said curiously: "You really don't use any ability?"

Zong Zheng smiled and said, "I came here to practice and I also hope to see how strong I am. If it weren't for what I learned, it would be meaningless if I used it. But you don't need to worry about this. I have told you a long time ago, what is the purpose of learning martial arts? It's just a fight, as long as you can win. You can use whatever you have!"

Yan Xiaoyi took a deep breath, then crossed the Thunder God Sword in front of his chest, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'm here!"

Zong Zheng halfway up his horse stance and spread his hands to Yan Xiaoyi and said, "Please!"

Yan Xiaoyi raised his sword forward, and began to circle around Zong Zheng casually, one circle and two circles. When the third circle was about to go, Yan Xiaoyi's body suddenly became blurred and stretched to both sides. Two phantoms appeared, and they suddenly turned into three Yan Xiaoyi!

Mirror clone!

After Yan Xiaoyi suddenly activated the mirror clone, he had a very good grasp of the position of his clone. He formed a font shape and just wrapped Zong Zheng in the center. Then he took action at the same time. The two clones raised their swords to chop Zong Zheng's head and the lower three routes, while Yan Xiaoyi raised his sword and stabbed Zong Zheng directly on his waist!

Zong Zheng's eyes lit up suddenly. If Yan Xiaoyi competes with Zong Zheng, then Zong Zheng can definitely beat Yan Xiaoyi into a scumbag. However, in the pure battle, Yan Xiaoyi's performance still lit up Zong Zheng's eyes. Although it was just a simple stab and slash, combined with the mirror clone, it completely blocked Zong Zheng's retreat, with nowhere to hide, and could not defend it!

Of course, it is still very simple to use game methods. If the person standing in front of Yan Xiaoyi is Makoto and directly releases a blood-colored energy, Yan Xiaoyi will have to be forced to retreat. However, now the person standing in front of Yan Xiaoyi is Zong Zheng, and he does not use any game ability.

However, this does not mean that Zong Zheng has no choice. Almost in the flash, Zong Zheng suddenly took action and pulled out the wrists of the two clones. Just one pull and one pull, the two Thunder God Swords suddenly stabbed, and it didn't count the passing of Zong Zheng, but it also stabbed directly on the other party. Then, Zong Zheng twisted his ankle and smashed the two mirror clones at Yan Xiaoyi's body!

Yan Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows and immediately removed the mirror clone. The two clones turned into light and disappeared before hitting Yan Xiaoyi. Then, Yan Xiaoyi decisively gave up the stabbing, slid out of the toes, and then slid out to the rear. There was no mirror clone as cannon fodder. He thought he had a long life and played close-knit fight with Zong Zheng. However, Zong Zheng did not intend to let Yan Xiaoyi go. He twisted his waist and turned around in a circle, and fell down with a single palm!

"Oops!"

The slap of this palm was really powerful. Yan Xiaoyi could hear the howling wind from his palm half a meter away from his palm, and his face was chilly, but he was really relieved. After all, the slap of this palm was misaligned, at least half a meter away.

However, Yan Xiaoyi was thinking about it again!

Zong Zheng didn't go to Yan Xiaoyi, but he turned over and slapped it on the ground. With a "click" sound, Zong Zheng was cracked!

Yan Xiaoyi was frightened, and then a donkey rolled to the side. You know, this is a building, not a flat-screen house, the ground under his feet is the ceiling below the floor!

Sure enough, Yan Xiaoyi looked back and saw a big hole cracked on the ground. If he hadn't run fast, he would have fallen down. After Zong Zheng had a palm, he quickly approached Yan Xiaoyi again. He raised his fist and smashed it down with a heavy hammer. Yan Xiaoyi quickly spread the sword. Zong Zheng could only stop. The fool knew that he could not hit the blade with his bare hands, not to mention that the blade of the Thunder God Sword was still emitting electric current, and he couldn't stand the paralysis!

After Zong Zheng paused, Yan Xiaoyi found an opportunity and rolled on the ground. Yan Xiaoyi raised his foot and kicked Zong Zheng directly on the calf!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t kick it. After kicking it, Yan Xiaoyi’s face turned green. He covered his legs and rolled on the ground, then half-squatted and rubbed his body hard there!

"This is called an iron horse!" Zong Zheng said with a smile: "Stand like a slack, don't move the clock, and practice your legs as hard as iron!"

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Chapter completed!