He Has a Dragon

"嘣"

With a crisp sound, the fists bumped into the air between the two, the air waves rolled up, and the surroundings were incited by the two. The leaves and hay on the ground were swept away. The branches and leaves on the nearby low trees were rattling. Incessantly, the fat man in the distance and the old farmers were terrified, and retreated down the mountain, gradually away from the battlefield.

Wang Le did not retreat, a long howling, shaking this side of the mountain forest, waved the palm that had just been blocked in an overbearing manner, and instantly turned into an iron fist, reorganized the offensive, and straightly pounded the white-haired old man's chest!

The old man with white hair flashed an unexpected look. He did not expect that Wang Le's combat power was so strong. Although the confrontation was also between two or two moves, he also estimated that the other party ’s young age was already a martial arts. .

But what about this? I saw the old man humming, throwing away the machete, freeing his right hand to clenched into a fist, and the whole arm seemed to burn up instantly, and a dark red appeared, as if to burn the air around the arm and meet Another punch to Wang Le.

"嘣"

The yellow-gold fist was like the roar of the tiger king, with the hunting hunting wind and the fiery red, thin-bone fist colliding between the electric light flint.

For a time, Feisha walked away.

The blood that collided, like a spark from an iron collision, splashed out in all directions, and it was extremely gorgeous.

"His!" Wang Le took a sip of air-conditioning, and their bodies were finally shaken by the reaction of the fists, and they quickly backed away, and then stood still, breathing involuntarily a bit heavy.

Wang Le did not look down to see that his fist had been blown open, twisted and deformed the **** fist, and shrugged and pulled to the side of the waist without force. This hand was obviously unable to enter the battle.

"After all, it's a difference!" Wang Le's face did not show any sorrow, and whispered to himself.

Because he knew that the white-haired old man didn't do his best, he was just defensive from start to finish.

Of course, there is also that the other party did not come up with their own destiny to fight against themselves, like Hong Bujiang and Fat Camel. The strength of this is obviously very different.

At this time, the white-haired old man standing opposite his eyelids twitched slightly, and the right hand that collided with Wang Le shook slightly, and then returned to normal again.

Although on the surface the old white-haired man seemed to be light and windy because he stood firmly on the wind, he felt a big storm in his heart.

"This son of evil!" The old white-haired man first thought of this.

"It ’s a weird innate power, so destructive that it hurts meridians really tightly. If it wasn't for the old man's martial arts level, he would be able to suppress these foreign innate powers that invade meridians in time and remove them. It's really planted today. "

"This kid has a strong physical body. Isn't it that the practice of ancient methods directly gave birth to innate power from Dantian, but to take the wild road, and the kung fu of the day after tomorrow came to the top, thus giving birth to innate power?"

"If you take wild roads, how could this martial arts practice be so fast? It's been more than 20 years old and has already completed the martial arts Xuanjie period, really ..."

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Although the white-haired old man thought a lot, it was just a blink of an eye.

Between the thoughts, the old white-haired man looked at Wang Le with interest, his eyes showed excitement, envy, jealousy, and so on. In the end, his eyes were full of intricate complexities.

"Boy, you are very good ..." The old white-haired man half said, shook his head, and said, "It's more than good, it's a miracle. It's nothing like this once in a thousand years!"

Speaking of which, the old white-haired man turned sharply and chuckled: "However, even if you are excellent, you have the talent of sky in the martial arts. The future! "

Looking at Wang Le, who was standing indifferently on the opposite side, the old white-haired man couldn't help but ask curiously in his heart, "Can you tell the old man, why is your little guy who was born on the road to martial arts cultivated so fast?"

Before Wang Le came back, the white-haired old man waved his hands, as if looking at a peerless gem, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and possessiveness, and said, "You don't need to say anything more, until the old man catches you, everything will be known naturally."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Le's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "You didn't catch me last time. This time you can't even think about it. Even if you are captured, it is just a corpse."

The old white-haired man didn't reply immediately, but narrowed his eyes at the grave that had been dug open, and asked with a smile: "This is an old grave. The last time I saw the inscription, it has been more than twenty years since, The deceased was still very young. Who was you? Mother? "

Wang Le's eyes narrowed, and his indifferent face finally changed. Shen Sheng asked, "So what?"

I saw the old white-haired man grinning and said, "Then I will play a game. As long as your kid dares to escape, the old man will smash the coffin."

Wang Le smiled, made a look that didn't care, stared at the white-haired old man with the same look as an idiot, and responded with sarcasm: "Take a bone threat that has been dead for many years Little Master is so amazing, it ’s ridiculous! ”

The old man with white hair took a deep look at Wang Le and said, "Boy, although older people have many disadvantages, but there is also a benefit, that is, they have a lot of knowledge and are not easy to be deceived by external appearances. Muddle through."

After a pause, the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "In fact, it's useless to say too much. Use action to test whether your statement is true or false, then it's clear."

Wang Le's face sank ~ www.readwn.com ~ With all eyes in his eyes, Han said: "What do you want?"

I saw the old white-haired man smiled silently and didn't answer. When he started, he would walk to Wang Xiaodie's grave not far away.

When Wang Le saw this, he rushed over in a stride, stopped in front of the grave, and did not let the old man with white hair pass, and his face was completely pulled down, saying slowly: "Old thief, little master and you have no injustice Chou, being a man, you ca n’t be too much. You think you have accumulated too much ethics, are you going to destroy it today? "

The old white-haired man taunted, and said, "Why don't you run away? You have to leave. The old man destroyed the tomb first, and then chased your kid to the ends of the earth!"

Speaking of which, the old man thought that the boy from the opposite side escaped from the palm of his hand last time, and was even depressed and displeased. He sneered and continued: "What is innocent and innocent, if you catch you, you can find the stolen husband That thief! "

What else can Wang Le say at this time, only recognition, because he is so old and his eyelashes are empty that he cannot fool him at all!

"Grandpa! You always give your grandchildren no benefit, but there is no such bad thing!" Wang Dashao said quietly in his heart.