The strongest boss: Lao Tzu is the hegemon

Poof.

Xiongba only felt a wave of heat rushing in, followed by a coolness.

The overlord lifts the top and weighs as much as a thousand pounds.

Lang Lixiang’s move was really fierce.

The next moment, I saw Lang Lixiang’s surprised voice coming, and she couldn’t help but bend down.

For a time, Xiongba only felt embattled, Yu Ji Yu Ji helpless.

What little reason he had left was about to be devoured.

The accumulated power will dissipate.

At this moment, Xiongba understood how powerful Lang Lixiang was.

This kind of woman, no one can stop.

But if you can’t stop it, you will die!

This person’s cultivation is Yinfeng Love.

This martial art, Xiongba has been fortunate enough to hear about.

This is a martial art that is to the highest level of yin and evil, and only women can cultivate.

After practicing this skill, a woman can turn the yin qi in her body into poison.

It is then dispersed between heaven and earth, and once the opponent inhales this poison, he will burn himself with lust and his power will subside.

Like a puppet puppet, let the opponent manipulate.

When Yinfeng Lian made a move, there was no trace, only the smell spread all over the world, which was impossible to prevent.

However, after this skill is completed, the practitioner must constantly collect yang and make up for yin with the man.

Because Yinfeng Lian will constantly absorb the yang qi in the practitioner’s body, once the yang qi in his body is sucked out, the practitioner will dry up and die.

And those who fall in love with the wind, once they are harvested by the sun, unless the caster’s subordinates show mercy, they will be directly sucked into dry corpses.

Xiongba doesn’t want to die!

When Lang Lixiang began to harvest the sun, when reason remained.

He finally struck!

Regardless of success or failure!

Gather the last strength and make a move!

Because if he doesn’t make a move, he will never have a chance to make a shot again.

For a time, the wind howled, and the hero punched out, as heavy as a mountain.

This punch is fierce and fierce!

Lang Lixiang was surprised, but it was too late!

Bang!

Xiongba punched her out, and the Frost True Qi spread directly on her body.

“Why! Why aren’t you afraid of my Wind Love! ”

Lang Lixiang spat out a mouthful of blood, looking puzzled.

With this punch, the frost qi entered her body.

There is an excess of yin qi, and the yang qi is covered, which is the power she is most afraid of!

The cold and ice qi triggered the yin qi in her body, and white frost began to appear on her whole body.

“I’m afraid of moaning in love, but I’m even more afraid of being sucked dry by you!”

“What’s more, a sword product like you that thousands of people ride, Lao Tzu can’t look at it!”

Xiongba said, struggling to stand up.

His eyes were all red.

The whole world turned red, and the figures became more and more blurred.

“If I don’t give you an antidote, you will die too!”

“Without women, you will explode and die like them!”

Lang Lixiang hated it, but the white frost on her body was increasing, and it was actually condensed into an ice sculpture.

And when her consciousness was dissipated, a beautiful voice sounded.

“No, Gongzi won’t die, because, I’m a woman!”

Lang Lixiang’s only remaining consciousness saw a woman walking out of the carriage.

This woman is dressed in black, and her body is wonderful, and she has the appearance of a heavenly fairy.

This voice fell, and Xiongba only felt that reason was completely submerged.

His eyes were already blood-red.

Then, a cold body hugged him.

It seems to be in the clouds, and it seems to be in the fog.

Xiongba feels like he is in a fairyland on earth.

I don’t know how long it took.

The blood-red color in Xiongba’s eyes gradually dissipated.

When Qingming returned to his sea of knowledge again.

Xiongba found that Fang Rong’s face was flushed.

But her hand hugged her neck deadly.

His expression was full of pain, but he was trying his best to endure.

Didn’t die himself?

Saved by Fang Rong?

For a moment, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and he looked towards the woods.

At this time, only one ice sculpture exudes a chill.

On the ground, there were only three dried corpses.

A foul smell emanated.

If it weren’t for Fang Rong, wouldn’t he also be one of those dried corpses?

The bully was horrified.

Looking at Fang’s face that was still enduring the pain, he couldn’t help but feel pity.

“Gongzi, are you all right?” Fang Rong opened her eyes and cultivated the red color infinitely.

“Thanks to you, my poison is solved!”

Heroes have infinite pity.