"How many recruit? ！”

"Yeah, who the fuck knows how many tricks? I’m dying."
"Looking back crazily … not looking at the Great Xia." Some Wulin people who are eager to know how many moves have been made now are afraid of annoying Wang Hui and don’t tell them the specific moves. Speaking of sweet words, "Wang Xia, how many moves have you got? ！”
Looking back, like thunder, echoes in sound stage.
"nineteen strokes! Nineteen strokes … If you say it three times, who will ask the old man to break his mouth again! "
Nineteen tricks!
So Lin Tianshu’s eleventh move will be over.
And Lin Yi wants these eleven strokes to completely defeat Lin Tianshu, and Lin Tianshu will be finished.
Who would have thought that one was the king of the south and the other was the priest of the pastoral days, and the two giant arms in the rivers and lakes were now killed in these eleven strokes!
People’s nerves are more tense like strings.
Actually, there are still a few people whose hearts can’t bear the stress any more. Two fell to the ground and died, and three fainted.
People are no longer shouting at random.
Everyone is holding their breath and staring at the field, waiting for the last eleven moves!
At the moment, it’s not just Sue who is angry with them.
Qin Dingfang and others have also reached their throats.
Qin Dingfang felt that his heart was about to burst out.
Previously, his "dad" could make it to 150 strokes.
Now he hopes to stand eleven more strokes!
And Lin Tianshu can insist on eleven strokes again!
Previously, I was confident in the North House, and all the people were really nervous at the moment.
Hu Ling’s eyes have also become extremely dignified at the moment.
Qin Dingfang said, "Can I … my uncle hold on?"
Hu Ling hid the soul and said, "Leave it to fate!"
Small five frightened tunnel "we have to find a way?"
Hu Ling hid the soul and asked, "There is still hope that the whole Wulin people will return before them. What can Su Qinghou do?"
And relative to them in the southern camp at the moment Sue light hou eyes glowing!
He seems to have foreseen the result!
He looked back and said, "Pig ring! The masters of the Northern Mansion are especially Hu Ling’s Tibetan Soul, Qin Dingfang, Blood Monk and others. You must keep an eye on them with me and never let them cheat! "
When Su Qinghou and Lin Tianshu fought in Taibai Mountain, Hu Ling hid the soul and secretly helped Lin Tianshu.
Have to guard against it!
Looking back at this moment, those red meridians are twisted with excitement. "Good monkey, I listen to you and we stare at them intensely! Stare at them and stare at them … "