The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 886: Brother-in-law is really cow

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Seeing Wang Meng's wretched and trivial expression, both Long Feifeng and Long Feisheng realized the differences in the words, and they were all annoyed, embarrassed, and angry.

"Hit him!"

"Cut him!"

Long Feifeng and Long Feisheng yelled almost at the same time, and rushed towards Wang Meng together.

The two brothers and sisters were so impressive that they were more than one meter in front of Wang Meng in the blink of an eye.

The two shot at the same time, Long Feifeng kicked Wang Meng's head, and Long Feisheng blasted Wang Meng's chest with a straight fist.

The sound of the dragon's roar is faint in the action of the two. This is the aura that only reaches a certain level of strength.

Wang Meng's body, body, patterns, silk, and silk were not moved behind his hands, but he suddenly shouted: "Pour it down!"

Plop!

Plop!

Long Feifeng and Long Feisheng’s body shape before the two of them suddenly lost their strength, and they fell to the ground almost at the same time. Because of their inertia, they went forward after they fell. He slipped several tens of centimeters and stopped at Wang Meng's feet.

Long Feifeng, because it was Wang Meng who was leaping up and kicking, hit the ground at this time with a big split.

Long Feisheng wanted to give Wang Meng a cannon to the sky. At this time, his right arm stretched forward and lay on the ground.

"Let me go! Do you learn Astro Boy with Iron Arms? Are you a dance practice? You are doing well with this ma skill! You two are too weak!" Wang Meng said with a disdainful face, bang bang Two feet, he kicked Long Feifeng and Long Feisheng aside.

Wang Meng is really welcome.

People around. were taken aback. Suddenly there was silence.

At this time, Long Feifeng and Long Feisheng were completely weak. They didn’t even have the strength to speak, but their minds and wisdom were clear. They were awake. They both looked surprised and shocked because they looked. To be clear, Wang Meng simply kept his hands behind his back and never made any shots. But the other party did not make a move, but they lost. What kind of weird martial arts is this?

The two were completely defeated. At this time, they were both ashamed, angry and unwilling, but they couldn't move, and they could only hold back.

All the dragon people around looked at Wang Meng in surprise. Because they also didn't see how Wang Meng made the move.

Long Feiyun wiped his nose at this time. Among the people present, except Wang Meng, she knew what Wang Meng did just now.

"Gah? Sister? Brother-in-law is so good? What kind of kung fu is this?" Long Feiyu's big eyes flashed with excitement, looking at Wang Meng, and asked Long Feiyun.

"After a while, ask your brother-in-law yourself!" Long Feiyun smiled bitterly, she was embarrassed to say it.

At this time, Long Zaitian was waiting for the older generation, and he looked at Wang Meng in surprise, even they didn't see how Wang Meng made the move just now.

"I said? What are you doing in a daze? Come on? Come on? Come on! The more people come. Come on, the better, it's best to come together. Then I will save trouble!" , Wang Mengniu coaxed out his right hand, hooked his fingers to all the young people in the crowd, and urged.

"Wipe! Boy? You are too crazy, let me try. Try!" Whoosh, a figure suddenly flies, shoots, and shoots towards Wang Meng, very fast.

This person is the sixth uncle of Long Feiyun, the son of the sixth elder Long Zaipeng, Long Feihu.

Long Feihu sounded like a tiger roar, rushing to Wang Meng, and while galloping, Long Feihu Gabagaba clenched his fists, and shook it violently at Wang.

Wang Meng gritted his teeth at Long Feihu, did not speak or move.

"The tiger leaps over the dragon!" Long Feihu suddenly accelerated at a distance of five meters from Wang Meng, with an aura like a rainbow, rushing towards Wang Meng like a tiger descending from a mountain.

One meter away from Wang Meng, Long Feihu suddenly jumped up and leaped towards Wang Meng like a tiger.

"It hurts. Ah!" Seeing Long Feihu leaping up from Lao Gao, Long Feiyun covered his eyes and said.

"Why. It hurts?" Long Feiyu didn't understand.

"You fall free from high, don't you hurt?" Long Feiyun said.

"Inverted!" At this moment, Wang Meng suddenly said the word "inverted".

Plop!

Long Feihu fell freely from a height of three to four meters, bang! On the ground. The ground trembled and the dust rose.

"It hurts!" Long Feiyu grinned when he saw this.

"Cough cough cough! When you are all right, you can sweep the floor and pour some water? The dust is too big!" Wang fiercely waved his hand and moved aside two steps to avoid the dust.

Long Feiyun wanted to laugh, but stopped.

The unknown is the most terrible!

At this time, everyone around was stunned, eyes, tongued, stunned, dumbfounded, shocked and shocked.

Everyone was stunned by Wang Meng's weird martial arts, and they looked at Wang Meng in horror.

"Let's get on, right? Okay? Such a car. Rounds and fights. You can't fight until dark? Time is life. Time is wasted. Life. How about? My lord. Move some?" Wang Meng said that he was writing. The momentum is about to rush in. The crowd will lead the attack.

Huh!

Long Zaitian suddenly flashed. He blocked Wang Meng's path.

"Hehehe, Wang Shaoxia? I don't think we need to continue the competition. Please, please come in. Dragon!" Long Zaitian looked at Wang Meng appreciatively and made a please gesture.

"Don't challenge anymore?" Wang Meng's expression seemed to be over.

"Wang Shaoxia is already qualified to enter the dragon clan! No need to compare!" Long Zaitian smiled bitterly, and said to his heart, we don't know how you beat our people, how can this be compared? Our old folks didn't understand it, and didn't dare to try it easily, otherwise, if we lose, we will lose people! Knowing oneself and one hundred wins, not even knowing anything about the opponent, and the opponent is magical/ghost/not very weird. That must be the result of defeating how many games you have defeated. Is it necessary to go on than trying?

When Long Zaitian was the captain of Longxingtianxia, ​​Wang Meng's reputation was also as thunderous. This kid has been famous since the storm team. After entering the officialdom, he is even more triumphant. Unstoppable. When I saw it today, this son was really extraordinary.

"So? Then I'm already the son-in-law of the Dragon Race? Do you agree?" Wang Meng Kaba asked with his eyes looking at Long Zaitian.

Long Zaitian is also very embarrassed at this time, but he can't do it if he doesn't want to admit it, because no young man will pick. The king of war is fierce, even if it is hard to pick and fight, it is only a laughing matter .

The old guys like them can't attack Wang Meng, a junior. The key is that after the shot, they have no bottom, how can they easily shot?

In this way, Wang Meng picked up the bag and passed all the levels after only playing two games.

"You have passed!" Long Zaitian glanced at the ugly faces of the old and the young around him, after all, he said helplessly and unwillingly.

"Brother-in-law is mighty Wu? Brother-in-law is good enough! I like it!" At this time, Long Feiyu ran over and came to live with Wang Meng's arm.

"Hey, my brother-in-law still has eyesight, not like those eyes, masters and low-end goods!" Wang Meng barked his white teeth, smiled and patted his brother's shoulder, admiringly said.

Wang Meng's words made the younger generation of dragons around them all face, red, ears, and red, and they were angry and looked at Wang.