The Strongest Upgrade System

Long Fei knew that Mu Yun liked Mu Yao.

"You should be sober and know your own identity!"

He was a little worried.

"What's not a genius?"

She resisted.

The time was just right, and at this moment, Mu Yao's fist just appeared, and the two fists were connected...

Long Fei took a few steps with his legs, blood boiled under his chest, his internal organs were in turmoil, and he said fiercely in his heart, "Damn, what a powerful force."

but.

Long Fei's words were a great humiliation to her.

"Miscellaneous disciple, low-level Talent, do you think such a person is suitable for me?" Mu Yao felt anger in her heart, she started to think about a real fight with Long Fei, but now... She only thought about it. One thing is to tear Long Fei's mouth apart.

Long Kuang immediately said, "It's here!"

"The brother of the handyman disciple is of course a handyman disciple, who else could it be? I think he's a little crazy."

Long Fei's words made him embarrassed, but he knew in his heart that Long Fei was letting him see Mu Yao clearly, and such a woman was not worthy of his love.

Long Fei just needs to wait, and... he can't see Mu Yao's pace, but Long Kuang can see it.

"I don't agree!"

In his heart, Mu Yun is no longer the most important thing, the boss is everything.

The speed is extremely fast, and the Movement Technique is also extremely mysterious.

The Cultivation Technique he cultivated belongs to the skills in the system, and each skill has a cooldown time. He just used the Eight Explosive Punch, and the cooldown is not over yet.

"boom!"

as predicted.

A Cultivation Base person like Mu Yao must get close enough to fully explode his power.

"boom!"

A stride appeared under his feet.

There is no man in the entire East District that she likes.

Mu Yun also looked very embarrassed and uncomfortable. He looked at Long Fei and shook his head, just wanting Long Fei to stop talking.

"No matter what, I must win this battle today."

Long Fei wanted to play her.

Mu Yao definitely won.

Mu Yao's figure was constantly changing and flickering, and it was impossible to catch him.

He wanted Mu Yao to say a word for him.

How can there be a low-level Talent's handyman in the eyes of such a holy swan?

"Who is his brother?"

But now Mu Yao is about to attack, and he has no eight explosion punches to use.

Just like yesterday afternoon, her eyes were full of contempt, and she also looked down on Long Fei.

"but!"

even.

but.

Mu Yao has several brushes, not Mu Hai or Mu Shan's pustules.

"boom!"

It's just that the method is too direct.

Thus.

"With the power of inscriptions?"

"Well, it's the handyman disciple who was injured, and it's the handyman disciple named Mu Yun."

He never imagined that Mu Yao would be his woman.

The wind blows.

"Kill him."

same.

As soon as she made a move, Mu Wufeng showed a smug smile, "Win!"

Many people are upset.

No one has dared to say that to her since she was a child.

"The goddess shot."

He thought that Mu Yao would fully use the power of the Eight Explosive Fist, but no, she used other strengths to combine it with the Eight Explosive Fist.

feeling bad.

Just then.

Mu Yao's face sank, a little ugly, stared at Long Fei coldly and said, "Do you think you, a handyman disciple, can do whatever you want with a little knowledge of Cultivation Technique?"

"The skill is still cooling down."

At that time, as long as Mu Yao said a word, Mu Yun would be fine, and so many things would not happen, but Mu Yao did not.

Long Fei said again, "Have you really thought about it?"

He also knew about Mu Yao's strength. She had just burst out her power, and she was already at the pinnacle of the ninth rank. Such a Cultivation Base can be said to be an invincible existence in the Divine Moon Realm.

Mu Yun had previously made an eight-explosive punch just to win no one's attention.

After all, Cultivation Base is there.

Long Fei's heart froze, "Oops!"

Long Fei was not kidding.

Just now, he was talking about a lot of time delaying and cooling skills.

Mu Yun shouted, "Boss, be careful."

The breath on his body surged and he moved violently.

It is impossible for the fifth rank of the gods to win the ninth rank of the gods.

"Hahaha... That kid will be kneeling on the ground soon."

Attacks are always the same.

so.

on the ring.

so.

Long Fei's eyes suddenly glared, and he shouted, "Nine burst punches!"

She wouldn't even think about dying.

A handyman disciple likes her? She felt a little sick.

Long Kuang's Cultivation Base is not the fifth rank of Long Fei's gods.

Mu Dafu's eyes were also tight, and the power under his feet was surging. He protected Long Fei at any time and could not let him die.

Long Fei's eyes kept moving.

But.

"I must tear his mouth apart."

"Is this guy crazy?"

...

have to say.

With a move of the right fist, it slammed out directly.

The boiling breath was suppressed, Mu Yao's eyes locked on Long Fei, she moved quickly, and quickly attacked, this time her speed was even faster, and she said loudly, "One more eight-bang punch!"

Mu Yao also retreated, and eight explosions erupted from her body, in the same way as the eight explosions, but the power of each sound was increasing.

In the end, he simply looked straight ahead, regardless of Mu Yao's garish steps, he just stood there and waited for Mu Yao to come over.

...

at the same time.

"who do you think You Are?"

This is his task.

The power erupted with a strong roar.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, the sea of ​​consciousness... are all agitated.

Even if she took it down, she was incomparably horrified, "His eight-explosive punch is really too strong, why can't my power be released even with the same eight-explosive punch?"

The whole practice hall laughed.

In Mu Yao's view, this is humiliating him.

Long Fei said, "Think clearly, this is the only chance in your life, to be my brother's woman, you can have whatever you want."

He spoke to Mu Yao very seriously.

Long Fei smiled lightly, "Of course I know my own identity, don't pretend to be arrogant to me, my brother likes you, that's your ancestor's burning incense, there's only one chance, I'm telling you very seriously now, I hope you will seriously consider it."

Ha ha!

Mu Yao became angry with shame, her eyes tightened, and her steps moved, "Om!"

Useless!

No matter whether Long Fei is injured or half dead, he can ignore it, but he must not let Long Fei die.

Unable to lock Mu Yao.

to be his woman?

Mu Yao has a very high reputation in the Eastern District, and many elders think that she will be able to enter the Southern District this year and become a blue card disciple.

The roar came, and Long Fei's eyebrows tightened slightly.

It can be seen that in her eyes, Mu Yun is just a low-level handyman disciple.

Mu Yao said coldly, "I'll answer you now without thinking about it, it's impossible!"

"The handyman disciple doesn't even have the qualifications to lift my goddess' shoes."

He only thought that it was enough if Mu Yao could look at him seriously.

After all, Long Fei desecrated their goddess.

She should look down on Mu Yun.

"The woman who made my goddess a handyman disciple, bah."