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Eight hundred and six chapters black street dragon

When everyone heard Leng Feiyun's words, they wanted to play one-on-one. Everyone stopped moving because everyone had heard of the skills of Huo Qilin, Bingfeng Wolf and Anle Hou, who were better than the other! They had absolutely no chance of winning when they went up. Instead of being embarrassed in the past, it would be better to watch the show quietly and see who is more powerful in this new famous young player? This is a peak battle!

"Brother Nangong doesn't have to be afraid. Let me try this Anlehou first?" After Lei Jingyu said that, he kicked the ground and rushed forward with a steed step, grabbed the lion's head with one hand, and punched it out with both legs, and fists and feet, heading straight for Leng Feiyun's lion's head.

Leng Feiyun smiled slightly, hurriedly dodged and took a step away, avoided Lei Jingyu's attack, and then kicked Lei Jingyu's lion head with a whip. Lei Jingyu hurriedly lowered his body to avoid it, and then he quickly stepped forward and punched him! Leng Feiyun turned around and kicked Lei Jingyu's all, and the four people and two lions fought together!

Everyone was staring at it. Although Lei Jingyu's street skills were not very good, it did not mean that his skills were very ordinary. Lei Jingyu's skills were better than his street skills!

Leng Feiyun jumped up and kicked the mountain leg from top to bottom. Lei Jingyu hurriedly flashed by. Lei Jingyu looked at it. He had only ended in these two moves, but he couldn't end it. Lei Jingyu took two steps back and shook the lion's head [swish swish swish swish...!] Three paper fans flew out of the lion's mouth and hit Leng Feiyun directly.

Leng Feiyun jumped up quickly and kicked out three feet in the air [Bao!] and kicked three fans off. "I said... Isn't you not let the hidden weapons be brought? How did you bring them in?" Leng Feiyun looked at Lei Jingyu and asked.

"What hidden weapon? This is a fan of Tian Tropical, what hidden weapon is that? Okay, it's boring to continue to attack. Nangong Mu, let's see you next!" Lei Jingyu said and retreated to the side!

Leng Feiyun looked at Nangong Mu, "Okay, we're the only one. Come on, let me see how capable the Fire Kirin, which has become famous recently, is!" As soon as Leng Feiyun finished speaking, he headed straight for Nangong Mugong.

Nangong Mu and Nangong Lin slipped, and hid more than five meters away with a meteor step. Leng Feiyun's eyes flashed in front of him. Nangong Mu's lion was gone. After a closer look, he actually went to the other side. Leng Feiyun smiled, "It's worthy of being Heixue, amazing!" Leng Feiyun said and attacked Nangong Mu again.

When Nangong Mu saw it, he couldn't always use the meteor steps to avoid it? There was no way, and he had to fight. Nangong Mu turned around and said, "Brother, just control the ball!" Nangong Mu said.

"Okay!" Nangong Lin said.

Nangong Mu raised the lion's head with one hand and fought with Leng Feiyun. Both of them raised the lion's head with one hand and then punched each other. Leng Feiyun had practiced ancient martial arts, so his fists were very strong. Every time he punched, Nangong Mu could feel Leng Feiyun's fist was carrying the fist wind.

Nangong Mu smiled. Since the strength cannot compare to you, then compare something else! Nangong Mu waved one arm quickly, and one hand suddenly turned into two hands, and then slowly turned into three hands.

Later it becomes four hands, forming a hand shield up, down, left and right!

Leng Feiyun saw that he was confused. What is this? How fast does one hand need to be waved? To achieve this level? But no matter how you change, you still have one hand in the end. As long as I attack quickly enough, I can knock you down! Leng Feiyun thought of this and suddenly punched her legs and kept kicking Nangong Mu. But what surprised Leng Feiyun was that every time he punched and kicked her legs, Nangong Mu could actually stop her.

Nangong Mu's hand was like a shield, and he couldn't attack it no matter how hard he attacked. What kind of kung fu is this? When Leng Feiyun attacked again, a special sound suddenly came from the sky!

"Boom..." Everyone was shocked by a roar similar to a wild beast. Not only were the players in the field, but also the people watching the fun in the audience. Many times the sound was scared, and everyone hurriedly searched for the source of the incident!

Just as everyone was looking for it, a player heard a shouting "Dragon...Dragon...!" [Bang!] A lion dancer suddenly got knocked away by something!

"Ah...!" All the lions immediately separated in panic and let such a giant run into the field!

When everyone looked carefully, it was an emerald green dragon dancing! The dragon head was open with a big mouth, its long beards fluttered, its two big eyes were staring at everyone, the dragon horns on its head were majestic and domineering, and ten people waving the dragon into the arena!

"How could there be a dragon? Isn't this a lion dance conference?" asked a golfer.

"I don't know! I haven't heard of this!" said another golfer.

The five old men on the platform also stood up, "What's going on? Who arranged the dragon dance?" Xiang Qinghe asked.

"I don't know, no one can arrange it!" Luo Yulun said.

On the field, the huge blue dragon kept attacking the lion dancer. The lion dancers didn't know what was going on, and they ran away one by one. Several unfortunate lion dancers had their blue dragon heads shattered!

"Steel, the faucet is made of steel!" a golfer whose lion's head was broken shouted.

"What: made of steel? This is not in line with the rules!" Lei Jingyu said.

Nangong Mu and Leng Feiyun looked at each other, "You actually shake people?" Nangong Mu shouted.

"You actually asked for help?" Leng Feiyun shouted.

The two shouted at the same time, and were both stunned, "Aren't you the Nansect looking for?" Nangong Mu asked.

"I thought it was found by your Northern Sect!" Leng Feiyun said.

"No, then... who are they?" Nangong Mu asked.

"Haha...My people are finally here!" Liu Chuhao, who was standing beside him, shouting with a loud laugh.

When Nangong Mu heard that it was Liu Chuhao's man, he was the player of the Northern School, but... something was wrong! If the players of the Northern School were at this time, they should only attack the Southern School's lion dance! Why did even the Northern School's lion dance attack?

As Nangong Mu thought about it, he suddenly had a bad idea in his heart. Nangong Mu looked at Liu Chuhao. Liu Chuhao found that Nangong Mu was looking at him. Liu Chuhao smiled slightly, and Nangong Mu's eyes widened instantly, and indeed confirmed his guess. This bastard actually used such a method?

"Don't doubt it. This dragon is not from the north and south, but from the black street. Everyone starts to form a new team and attack together. Now is not the time to compete for basketball. Let's attack this dragon dance together!" Nangong Mu shouted.

When everyone heard this, what? This dragon dance is from the black street? They are not angry at each other, and the war in their hearts ignited. They did not attack directly, but instead pushed them all over the outside. About fifty lions were surrounded by the giant dragon in an instant.

"Don't be anxious, don't panic, surround it and trap it to death!" Leng Feiyun shouted.

"Yes!" everyone shouted.

The lion group has become a circle, surrounding the dragon. At this time, everyone will no longer compete for basketball, no longer divide the north and south factions, nor will they fight each other, but instead nail the target to the dragon!

When the dragon saw that dozens of lions surrounded him. How could the player on the Black Street do it? He danced the dragon head and attacked in one direction. The player on the Black Street waved the steel dragon head and bumped into it like a lion dance, trying to break a hole, but the lion dance knew that he could not fight head-on, so he jumped up, kicked the dragon head with both legs, and kicked the dragon head back.

The player on the Black Street changed direction and wanted to rush out, but the two lion dancers worked together to kick the player on the Black Street dance head, but the dragon still didn't go out.

The black street baller who danced the dragon looked at it, "I advise everyone to give us the basketball so that we can shoot it in and everyone will have a good time. If you still want to resist, we can't guarantee the consequences!" The black street baller who danced the dragon and shouted loudly.

"I'll go to you, don't scare people. You are also lonely in the dark street. You actually sent a dragon dancer, just like fighting dozens of lions! Who are you the controller? Are you clamping your head? You just ten of you want to challenge us? I think you are looking for death!" a yellow southern lion shouted.

"Yes! Really think that there is no one in our hell basketball world? Just send a dragon dance and want us to surrender obediently. Have you not woken up? Alas, I heard that your Slaying Concubine is beautiful and black street. Otherwise, let your Slaying Concubine come out and dance a few undressing dances for brothers. The brothers naturally put down the lion dance and take off their pants and surrender!" said another man.

"Haha..." Everyone in the middle laughed.

Only Nangong Mu didn't laugh because Nangong Mu knew that killing the Concubine... It was Tang, let Tang dance for you to show? Impossible!
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