Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

On the other side, Ding Zhang'an, who was frowning tightly, had already used three or four completely different exercises in an instant.

Walking around the old celestial master stepping on the simple steps, the supernatural powers of the fingers are condensed, but there is not even a ripple on the golden light of the celestial master.

Afterwards, he switched to broken-Qi needles, and after hearing a few muffled hissing sounds, five or six black short needles pierced into the golden light, but the penetration was not deep, far from reaching the level of penetration.

"Boy, you have some skills! In my impression, it was 40 years ago that someone was able to attack the golden light of the old way. You are good, very good!"

While exaggerating about Ding Zhang'an, the old master raised his hand and gently picked his nostrils. Meng Lang, who was on the sidelines, doubted the sincerity of the old man's words with his casual look.

"Tch, is this the best Golden Light Curse in the world? Is it really that hard?!" Muttering in his mouth, Uncle An decided to take it seriously.

"Ha!" He let out a long breath, and then he ignored the laws of the world set by Mr. Newton, and sat up in the air just like that.

Seeing this scene, the old Tianshi who had been a little bit out of interest just now finally looked serious, frowned slightly and said:

"Yo? The younger generation is a bit interesting. This seems to be the yoga technique at the Buddhist Holy Land, right? You can practice to the point where your mind is like a mirror at a young age. Your talent is limitless. Why do you want to be with Quan Xing's gang of shit-stirring sticks? "

Uncle An's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and he didn't answer the old Tianshi's question, only to see him floating in mid-air suddenly stretch out his arms and raise them flat to his side.

During this process, his hands seemed to have the function of splitting, two into four, four into eight, and eight into thousands of kung fu in just a moment, while he was sitting in the air, he seemed to be transformed into a thousand-handed Tathagata, with awe-inspiring power violation.

Staring at the opponent not far away with his eyes burning, an imperceptible ecstasy flashed in Ding Zhang'an's eyes, but in the state of yoga tantra, he still maintained his calm state of mind, and said calmly:

"This is the thousand-hand splitting palm created by the younger generation. Please taste it."

Immediately following his calm words, there were bursts of strong wind-breaking sounds similar to helicopter propellers.

From Meng's point of view, Ding Dan'an's countless straight, straight, noodle-like arms were swung from countless completely different angles almost at the same time, hitting hundreds of terrifying splitting palms. into the golden light of the old heavenly master.

hiss!This palm strength is probably better than Hu Yifei who ran away?But what's more interesting is that this kung fu can turn your hands into tens of millions, straight and straight, and ask Lao Ding how to practice it another day. As long as I can learn this magical skill, why worry about my family and house? !

I secretly sighed in my heart, but Uncle An over there had already ended his offensive, and his feet landed on the ground and returned to Teacher Newton's arms again.

With his two arms lying limply on his sides, Ding Zhangan fixed his eyes on the smoke and dust not far away, eager to know whether his life-threatening blow would work.

But he was obviously deluded by the authorities, and Meng Lang, who had been watching coldly in the corner, swallowed hard under the domineering observation.

Uncle An, this is too hip, isn't it?The old heavenly master obviously didn't mean it, and he was already about to lose his hold.

It seems that he, Meng, is still going to be the protagonist after all.

Thinking in his heart, Meng Lang secretly tightened his legs, and at the same time put the phone to his ear again.

"Hey"

Sure enough, the law of smoke without injury is an unassailable truth in any world. I saw the figure of the old celestial master slowly walking out of the smoke and dust as if nothing happened.

Not only that, Meng Lang and Ding Zhang'an, who had extraordinary eyesight, even saw that the old heavenly master had spread a layer of golden light spell on the ground within a radius of more than ten meters where he was standing just now, so that the natural features of Longhu Mountain would not be affected in any way. Man-made damage.

"Junior, aren't you being kind? The old man is kind enough to play with you, but you actually want to dig a hole in the old man's territory? If that's the case, then you can use me to try."

Saying that, the old heavenly master smiled and took back most of the golden light of the body.

Immediately afterwards, in Meng's perception, he "saw" that the old celestial master had repeatedly hammered and compressed his part of the golden light through a rather complicated and special law, turning the originally stable and peaceful golden light into a golden light. It became a series of berserk, flat-core golden lightning bolts, and then he waved his finger in the direction of Ding Zhangan.

Uncle An felt the destructive thunder and lightning in the hands of the old celestial master from a distance, and his expression, which had been quite tense since just now, became calm instead.

He even faintly saw a marquee appear in front of him, and the most memorable scenes in his life were replayed on it

Born in a foreign family, he is different from his elder brother. He yearned for the world of foreign people since he was a child, but his mother did not allow him to practice martial arts because of his father's death.

After his mother died of illness, his insistence on dropping out of martial arts aroused his brother's fury, and he even punched him for it.

But seeing that he still did not change his belief even after a good beating, the elder brother sighed and locked himself in the house for a day and a night without coming out.

When he walked out of the room the next day, his brother's first words were that he wanted to sell the property.

Afterwards, the elder brother gave him most of the money from the sale of property, and asked him to use it to learn martial arts from a teacher.

There is no way, poor and rich in martial arts, how can it be so easy for a poor boy with no money and no power to practice martial arts?

After that, the elder brother took a little money that was only enough for tuition fees to go to a distant university, and the contact between the two brothers became less and less. We only know that the elder brother later married into the famous Zhuge family, and he also had a smart and lovely daughter.

But at that time, he, Ding Zhang'an, was already a notorious all-sex monster, he couldn't and didn't dare to appear beside his brother's family as it would disturb them.

But now it's all right, it's coming to an end.

Looking at the increasingly blazing golden thunder in front of him, Ding Zhang'an endured the severe pain and set up the escape light, ready to resist this extremely terrifying blow with a smile on his face.

If he accepts it, he will be able to see his lovely niece according to what the kid said, and if he can't accept it, then even if he goes to the underworld, he will not let the brat who fanned the flames go!

Even if he is really his niece and son-in-law!

At this critical moment, a figure in a suit and leather shoes who was raising his hand and talking on the phone suddenly appeared between the two of them like a flickering

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Chapter 218 Meng Lang: 'Anyway' you want to 'talk'

Meng Lang's sudden appearance startled Ding Zhuan and Lao Tianshi at the same time.

"Oops! Is Dali going to be a widow at such a young age?"

"It's broken! This distance can no longer be recovered, how should I explain to the company later?"

But at the moment when Jin Lei was about to hit Meng, his next move surprised Ding Zhang'an and Taoist Rongshan behind Lao Tianshi.

Facing the five thunders rectification by the world's top heavenly master, he just raised one hand casually, while at the same time he was even holding his mobile phone and making a call with his other hand.

In fact, Lao Tianshi and Rong Shan had already discovered that Meng Lang was watching the battle while talking on the phone not far away. Rong Shan, who had good hearing, could even hear him cut into What I said to my phone before the battle

"Hey, Sanwa, Zhao Haitang, you can figure out what to do, isn't he going to leave Shanghai tomorrow for business, so let him go tomorrow morning.

I don't care what method you use"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Lei's justice was approaching, but Meng Lang didn't dodge or avoid it as if he didn't see it. What's more, he still kept talking loudly to the person on the phone:

"In short, we have to play with him clearly anyway, let him go, but he is not allowed to come back to harass Dali, understand?

You are all grown-ups now, so be safe and don't let me, the boss, worry about you all the time!That's it, I'm done! "

After hanging up the phone, Meng was still looking at the screen of his mobile phone on the surface, but in fact he was admiring the expressions of several people in the field with full of knowledge and admiration.

At the same time, he was still mentally scoring 118 points for the wave of force that he pinched the stopwatch to pretend, and the extra 666 points were because he was afraid that he could not help but commit the old habit of being humble and refined.

Meng Lang here is calm and calm, while Rong Shan's eyes are so wide that they almost pop out of their sockets, and his mouth is wide open as if he could stuff a fire hydrant.

I am not dreaming, am I?