"You guys should not take it lightly, this person is good at martial arts." Uluolan knew that Tie Kunlun was very capable, and he was the one who captured him last night.
So he deliberately used fresh words to remind his subordinates not to underestimate the enemy.
"Compare and compete, chat and joke, stop talking, don't hurt anyone." Xiao Chen also knew Tie Kunlun's ability.
"Don't worry, Commander, I'm just playing with them to sober up, how can I be serious about it?" Tie Kunlun stretched out his hand to greet the eight people, "Come up together, I will just stand still, and if my feet leave the ground, I will lose. "
That would be too arrogant.
The eight strong men all had angry looks on their faces. They all shouted and stepped forward to surround him. They walked around in a circle first and then winked at each other.
I saw four people rushing out together, with lightning speed, hugging his hands and feet tightly, shouting a slogan together, preparing to lift him up and throw him down, and slap him in front of everyone. !
Doesn’t he still look good?
However, something strange happened. The four of them almost exhausted their strength, and their faces were all red. However, Tie Kunlun's feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and they did not move at all.
"This is the Kongtong sect's martial arts White Tiger Boxing. This is the starting stance, called 'Tiger Ju'. Later he will punch them in the stomach!" Duan Ling'er's little mouth is so arrogant, She considered herself the host.
By the way, if she guesses it, can we Tie Kunlun continue to show off?
"Haha, Ling'er, you are wrong. White Tiger Boxing is a hurting punch. As long as it is thrown out, it will definitely hurt people's heart. This is a competition, not hurt..." Tie Kunlun laughed, and suddenly his tiger body shook, A huge force of elasticity was released, knocking all four of them out. Unable to hold back their feet, they all landed on their butts with a loud pop.
I was planning to hit someone on the butt, but they countered...
"Ah, this is the inner strength method of the Wudang Sect. It's called Zhanyi Shibatuo. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Tie Kunlun, you know how to do inner strength!" Duan Ling'er clapped her hands and applauded, luckily she could see it.
"Then look at this again!" Tie Kunlun flew in front of a strong man, raised his palm, passed around the strong man's arm from an extremely strange angle, and stabbed him gently on the neck.
"Hehe, this is the Kongtong sect's martial arts again. It is the Xuantian Sixteen-style dagger sword technique evolved from Tongtian Sword Art... You can even do this?" Duan Ling'er expressed his admiration, because girl, I It won't.
But she couldn't, but she knew them all, because her master, Master Ciyun, knew all the martial arts of all the sects in the world, and she had informed her precious apprentice about them all.
Duan Ling'er is very serious about martial arts. Even though many years have passed, she still remembers the martial arts that her master has explained to her.
"Little girl, you know a lot." Tie Kunlun knew a lot. He had used more than a dozen martial arts moves in this moment, but Duan Ling'er knew them all.
"Then look at this!" With a competitive spirit, he suddenly tilted his body and penetrated the crotch of a strong man diagonally. Because his posture was too weird, the strong man had no time to react. I only felt local pain in my crotch, and I was so horrified that I screamed uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Tie Kunlun was just playing tricks with him and didn't intend to really hurt him. He just stretched out his finger and flicked it without picking his peach off.
"Is this a monkey picking peaches?" Duan Ling'er frowned, "But that's not how it is done. It's Xiao Jianlu's vaginal claw lifting. It doesn't seem to be the case. It's the Wudang sect's bird's tail, right?"
This time she really didn't notice.
"Haha, finally there is something you don't know!" Tie Kunlun was very proud, "Look, I will catch you..."
With a body like a ghost and hands like a yaksha, he grabbed the chest, back of the neck, vest, Dantian and other key points of the eight strong men respectively. The internal force penetrated into the meridians and immediately made the eight men freeze in place, unable to move.
It looks like eight clay sculptures of King Kong with angry eyebrows.
He didn't want to embarrass the other party too much, so he patted a few people lightly to dissipate their internal strength, and then these strong men began to continue their work...
Uluolan's face was already quite ugly. Just as he was about to drink away a few people, he suddenly heard an old voice saying, "This is Yasha Shiba, where did you learn it?"
Everyone's eyes were dazzled when a thin lama wearing a red monk's robe suddenly appeared on the scene, staring at Tie Kunlun with a pair of small eagle-like eyes.
"Yeah? You, a great lama, actually know my Yasha Shibazhao? Who are you!" Tie Kunlun was surprised.
"Haha, this is my master's unique skill, how did it become yours?" The old lama sneered, and a skinny hand like an eagle's claw reached out and grabbed Tie Kunlun's chest, but it was also the same as Tie Kunlun's just now.
Kunlun used exactly the same method when catching strong men.
Tie Kunlun reacted very quickly and used his palm to block. Unexpectedly, the old lama's grasp was a false move. He suddenly flashed behind him, grabbed the key point on his back, and lifted him up.
Lifted it high.
Tie Kunlun's key points were grasped, and all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant. His limbs were limp and unable to move like a puppet that had lost its strings.
"Put him down quickly!" Duan Ling'er shouted, flew up, pulled out a lancet in mid-air and pointed it at the back of the old lama's neck. This is called attacking him and saving him!
The old lama didn't even look back, and gave a palm with his backhand, the palm wind was strong and had a whining sound.
Duan Ling'er felt a strong force coming toward her face, and she screamed in her heart, so she quickly flew back and dodged a deft jump to avoid it.
Although he avoided the frontal attack of this palm in the electric light and flint, he was still swept by the wind of the palm. After landing, he felt a wave of disgust in his chest, and he bent down and spit it out.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Chen flew over and hugged her.
"It's okay, you'll be fine after vomiting." Duan Ling'er's face turned a little pale, but her voice was full of anger, and she didn't suffer any internal injuries, just because she was wearing a silkworm suit.
Xiao Ye and Lu Fei stood up and were about to charge forward, but were stopped by Xiao Chen. This old lama's martial arts skills were so high that he had never seen them in his life!
Moreover, now that Tie Kunlun is in this person's hands, he would not dare to act rashly.
But I don’t know where this lama came from?
"Huh? What a handsome Qinggong guy. He has really good internal strength at such a young age." The old lama looked at Duan Ling'er with a look of disbelief on his face.
It seemed that he was surprised that his palm did not kill her or seriously injure her.
"National Master, these Chinese people are all friends. Don't hurt them." Wu Luolan stood up and said with a smile, "This is Marshal Xiao Chen of Great Zhou. Marshal Xiao, this is Master She'etu, the
Our Xianbo National Preceptor."
"Hehehe, little prince, the prince is at home day and night looking forward to your return. You are so good, but you are here drinking and eating meat with the enemy. What's the point?" The old lama rolled his little eyes and sneered.