In the corridor, it suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Zhou was dead, and the endless noise had no source.

Everyone, including Mr. Zhao, was frightened.

Xiao Zhou... Why did the Tianzi coach who was in his year of fighting die?

Everyone was confused!

Even Ye Zimei, who was holding a long whip and shattering Xiao Zhou's head, was stunned.

What about striking a car?

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened to the extreme, and even burst into tears of blood, which was full of disbelief.

grass!

Ye Zimei killed Xiao Zhou alone?!

That's right, this is a real single kill!

Unbelievable single kill!

Although Ye Zimei still has an ark beside him, Mr. Zhao still has no idea about the strength of the ark?

Seeing that boy hugging his waist and smiling, it looked like a vase!

Besides, Ark is just a new martial artist, and it can be basically ignored!

When did this girl Ye Zimei become so powerful and evil?

Could it be because of the human emperor spirit given by Ye Qianjue?

Maybe that's all I can explain...

Mr. Zhao was so confused... except for himself, there were all monsters around him!

When the great martial artist faced the Wuzong, the gap was not very small.

However, Xiao Zhou was dead and his head was blown out!

Although Mr. Zhao was one-eyed, he was not blind. As he saw with his own eyes, Ye Zimei twitched the whip and blew Xiao Zhou's head, ending Xiao Zhou's sinful life!

Although it is unbelievable, it is true to see it!

"Awesome, Ye Yatou!"

Mr. Zhao roared excitedly, and his old face was full of redness.

Xiao Zhou is dead and Ye Zimei's safety is guaranteed, so Mr. Zhao doesn't need to detonate the Dantian Qihai anymore. This life can survive for a while!

far away.

The boxing champion and several boxers who followed Xiao Zhou's name, and the faces of several boxers, turned completely terrified.

They looked at the dead Xiao Zhou, and were shocked at first, but after that, they thought of their own situation and understood that they would suffer next!

They turned around and wanted to escape.

However, Mr. Zhao was like he was injected with chicken blood.

With a breathless shout, the smoke pole suddenly slashed out like a knife, smashing the boxers, and their heads were bleeding!

Master Zhao can't beat Xiao Zhou, who was in his year of fighting, but can't beat these boxers?!

He is the teacher of Tianzi, and the Qi Refining Wuzong!

On the other side, Ye Zimei came to her senses, she pursed her red lips, her eyes full of complexity.

Only she herself truly understands what Xiao Zhou’s death is!

It wasn't her who killed it at all!

She did nothing, waved her whip and Xiao Zhou died!

Ye Zimei is still self-aware of her strength, and it is impossible to defeat Xiao Zhou, let alone kill the opponent!

What really killed Xiao Zhou was the strange power that controlled her body. Ye Zimei couldn't help but turn her head and look at the wandering poet with a gentle smile beside her.

"Fang Lang..."

Ye Zimei whispered.

However, Fang Zhou shook his head, his eyes deep and full of vicissitudes: "Bao, don't talk, let's do the right thing."

"Any bad guy who threatens your life safety..."

"I have to let him die if I go up to the qiongbi and fall down to the underworld."

"Even if the God Emperor Immortal Emperor Ghost Ancestor comes, I will kill them for you."

"Tonight, I'll dance with you."

Familiar sweet words.

Ye Zimei's mind became more and more confused. The force that poured into her body controlled the circulation of the qi in her dantian, giving her a sense of novelty and giving her a new understanding of the circulation of the qi in the whip method!

"Bao, your body is mine, because you and I have a heart-to-heart relationship."

"This is our secret, you...must keep it confidential."

Fang Ao held Ye Zimei's waist, put it in her ear, and whispered softly.

Ye Zimei's ears, covered with slender fluff, suddenly turned red and her eyes circulated.

"I...I promise you."

Ye Zimei said firmly.

She wouldn't tell anyone about this secret, even grandpa!

The next moment, the wandering poet Fang Zhou smiled brightly, held Ye Zimei's remote finger, controlled her body, and the whip in his hand was beaten out again under the control of the energy.

It is like a water dragon that stirs up rivers and lakes, twisting its body and shaking the void.

"Bao, you are Feng'er, I am Sha..."

Ark smiled.

Bang!

The whip suddenly pulled out, and a boxer brought by Xiao Zhou screamed, and half of his shoulder was thrust into a slump, his skin was bursting!

"You and I will linger to the ends of the world."

Gentle words fall again.

With another whip, the boxer's head was blown out!

Red, white, splashing all over the ground.

The rich blood filled every corner of the corridor!

This is a unique killing!

The boxing champion with a font size of the earth was frightened to the face of earth!

Ye Zimei...is she so strong?!

The name of the Rakshasa of the Poison Hand is indeed extraordinary. Killing people is like eating and drinking water!

Too deep!

This woman is hiding too deeply!

It's poisonous and deep, terrifying!

Without hesitation, the champion of the font size of the earth boxing box turned around and wanted to escape.

Mr. Zhao was also shocked by Ye Zimei's ruthlessness and strength. However, he looked at Fang Ark holding Ye Zimei's waist. The boy looked full of enjoyment. He hugged his waist. The man and the woman seemed to be dancing.

Kill people while dancing.

The boy from Fang Ark was still saying stingy love words...

Dancing in the killing.

Going wildly in love words.

Although it is beautiful, the dog food from this shop tastes...

Mr. Zhao felt a little unbearable!

The Ark boy is a little shameless.

Ye Zimei is showing off her power and killing her. What's the point of that kid hangs on Ye Zimei's body to assist?

When the boxing champion with local font sizes exploded like a broken watermelon.

The entire corridor became completely quiet.

Mr. Zhao stood there, took the tobacco, stuffed it into the cigarette pole, and inhaled and exhaled.

Between the corridors, blood flowed all over the ground and corpses were everywhere.
To be continued...