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Chapter 1629 Tsundere white tiger, there are four characters for the moon(3/3)

Bu Fang was wearing a magical artifact chef's robe, which was a magical artifact, and Bu Fang had an invincible defense.

But they don't admit it, it's not as good as Bu Fang.

They are the three supreme gods of the Three Kingdoms, how can they be weaker than the immortals of the Chinese Kingdom!

"What can I do?"

Bu Fang also lost his patience.

Taotie's arms were pinched, and the yin and yang flowed on his arms...

The terrifying roar resounded in the void, and the muscles trembled, causing the void to burst, which was shocking.

A punch was blown out.

The invisible power enveloped Vishnu and Shiva, both of which were shocked.

Vishnu raised his hand to block...

However, under this punch, it shattered inch by inch.

The silver flame was burning, burning Vishnu's body into nothingness.

It turned into a lotus.

Shiva's body also burst and a figure condensed again.

This figure turned into a woman's appearance...

"You...you..."

Shiva, who turned into a woman, was extremely frightened.

When he saw Bu Fang squeezing another punch, his eyes were bloody.

Turn around and run away...

"Brahma! Save me!!!"

Shiva screamed.

She was extremely frightened and felt a sense of death covering him.

This scene appears.

No one expected it.

Senior...so strong?

Those are the two main gods of A Sanguo. If you say you want to fight, you will explode?

Everyone was stunned.

Looking at Shiva's crazy escape, she felt a thrill of fear.

Bu Fang had a expressionless face and was extremely cold.

He punched himself and blew the gods and Buddhas all over the sky.

Um?

Sudden.

Bu Fang frowned.

The moment the Yin-Yang Taotie arm was smashed.

Void twist.

A white-haired boy with a bruised nose and swollen face was wrapped in heavy cold chains and appeared behind Shiva, in front of Bu Fang's fist.

The moment I saw this gray-haired boy.

Bu Fang's punch... came to an abrupt end.

"White Tiger?"

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows.

The tightly tied white-haired boy suddenly raised his chin and snorted.

Even if his nose and face are bruised, he must maintain his arrogant posture without wavering.

Blow and blow, blow and blow, he will never destroy his pride and indulgence!

Buzz...

Behind the White Tiger.

A golden light slowly emerged, one, two, three...

Thousands of rays of light surging, and Buddha's voice sings.

The next moment.
Chapter completed!
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