"Are you Lu Mohan?" The old man in gray clothes in front stared at him and made a cold voice.
Hanzi knew that they must be coming for him, so he said calmly: "Yes, I am Lu Mohan, why are you two in my room?"
Two old men walked out, and no footsteps could be heard from them. They did not answer Hanzi's words, and stood two meters away from Hanzi. The old man who spoke before said expressionlessly: "I don't want to disturb the others. Just go to the top of the building." After saying that, the two of them suddenly disappeared like ghosts.
Hanzi was worried that something would happen to Liu Xinyi and the others, so he rushed to their door with a flash of lightning, knocked on the door and asked loudly: "Xinyi, are you okay?"
Xie Jiaying's voice came from inside: "It's okay, we are doing laundry and bathing, do you want to come in?" There was a joking tone in the voice.
Hanzi felt relieved knowing that they were fine, knowing that the two people were only here to target him. But he loudly said: "No more, I'm going to sleep too." He turned around and rushed towards the stairs.
The Jinglong Hotel is twenty-nine floors high, and Hanzi and the others live on the seventeenth floor. Hanzi used his Qianlong Jue, and one step was half a flight of stairs. It only took him a short while to reach the top of the building.
From the 29th floor, you can already enjoy the night view of BJ City, but everywhere you look there are bright lights and flashing neon lights, which is so charming.
There was a huge platform in the middle of the roof, and the two old men in gray were standing side by side, waiting for his arrival.
After Hanzi reached the top of the building, he slowed down and walked slowly towards the middle. As he rushed up, he was thinking about who sent these two people to deal with him. Few people knew about his arrival in Beijing. There are even fewer people. Apart from Ji Haozhuo, there will be no one else except him.
"I don't know you two. I don't know what you want from me." Hanzi asked calmly as he walked slowly within four meters in front of them.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's win before we talk. I heard that you are very powerful." The old man with no beard under his chin suddenly took a step forward and slapped Hanzi's chest with his right palm. There was a hot breath in the palm. The wave is deliberate and ready to go out, holding it in but not spitting it out.
Hanzi's figure flashed slightly, and he dodged to the left. There was no need for the old man to press forward, and his left palm suddenly shot out. Hanzi suddenly kicked his foot, and backed away five or six meters away, saying calmly: "I This person is very reasonable. If you force me to take action, I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."
The old man without a need snorted coldly: "You crazy boy, let me send you to see the King of Hell." He stepped forward and reached in front of Hanzi. He slapped his palm flatly, as if there was no effect. When he was a foot in front of Hanzi, He suddenly burst out shouting, and struck with overwhelming force.
Hanzi suddenly punched out, hitting the palm of his hand. He felt a stream of extremely hot air rush out from the palm of the old man without a beard and rush towards his meridians through his fist.
This punch Hanzi only used 30% of Qianlong's Qi. Feeling that the old man's internal strength seemed to have been used to the extreme, he sneered in his heart. The Qi in his body suddenly increased, and the six layers of Qi rose up suddenly. He rebounded the hot inner energy forced by the needless old man.
Only a muffled sound of "porphyry" was heard. The old man Wu Wu suddenly closed his palms and flew back three or four meters in the air. After landing, he took three steps back with "thump thump" and then stood firm. His face suddenly turned pale. Suddenly red, it is obvious that he was counterattacked by his own inner strength, and at this time, he was under the pressure of luck.
Han Zi was calm and composed, with no changes on his face or body. He smiled and said: "I never thought I could meet you two masters of the evil sect in modern society. It's really interesting. Hey, that old man with a beard, you
My companion can't do it alone, so why don't you come along too, so as to save me the trouble of having to fight twice."
Under the strong pressure of luck, the old man without a beard had already suppressed Hanzi's own hot inner energy that had been counterattacked by Hanzi's true energy into his body. Although the old man with a beard saw that his companion suffered a loss in just two moves,
But he didn't show any expression on the face, and said coldly: "Young man, you are not ashamed of your words. I, brother, brother, and the Holy Sect have been in the world for decades, and no one has dared to say such things to us. Since you are looking for death, you will arrive at the Palace of Hell later."
Don’t say that we use the more to bully the less, or the strong to bully the weak. Junior brother, let’s deal with this kid quickly so we can finish the work.”
After saying this, he suddenly flashed forward and rushed towards Hanzi at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
However, Hanzi could clearly see his lightning-fast movements. He saw the bearded old man in the air, his palms constantly moving up and down, left and right, imagining the direction. If he couldn't see clearly, he could
It played the role of confusing his own eyes. He remained calm and stood motionless. He had to wait for the bearded old man to finally determine the direction of the palm before taking action. He had never heard of the Holy Sect Shuangsha, which was strange.
He has never been a disciple of anyone in the martial arts world, otherwise he would have known that these so-called holy sects are indeed two of the few masters of the evil sect in the martial arts world. This old man with a long beard is called Ye Wu.
Ya, known as Yin Sha, is unique in the world with his dead body Yin skills, and has few rivals. The old man without need is called Yang Chihuan, known as Yang Sha, and is dominant with his red evil palm, and few people can defeat him. Although the two are brothers.
relationship, but in fact they are not martial arts taught by the same master.
Seeing that Hanzi was not moving away, Ye Wuya thought that he was deceived by his psychedelic palm shadow, and was overjoyed: "Hey, you are still young, I will send you to see the King of Hell right away." His palms were changing.
The right palm suddenly shot out, and the withered corpse skill reached its peak, and the palm hit Hanzi's left chest and heart.
At this moment, Yang Sha Yang Chihuan also rushed up from behind him, and struck the Lingtai acupoint on his back with a Chi Sha palm containing 100% of Chi Sha palm power.
Hanzi smiled indifferently. He also wanted to test how powerful the so-called martial arts master was. He didn't dodge or dodge at the moment. He shot forward with his left palm, just in time to meet Ye Wuya's palm, and threw it backhand with his right palm.
He came out, as if he had eyes, and was right in contact with the palm struck by Yang Chihuan.
Ye Wuya and Yang Chihuan both sneered in their hearts, seeing that he actually used his own strength to take over their two completely different palm powers. This time, even if he was immortal, he immediately became a cripple.
It was too late to say that, but soon, he heard a "bang" sound, and the four palms on the front and back were connected at the same time. Hanzi only felt a gloomy Yin energy coming from the front, as if coming from the underworld, and behind him was
A red-hot palm force came.
Since he mastered the Hidden Dragon Technique, the meridians in his body have been dozens of times wider than those of ordinary people. He could have used the Qianlong Qi to guide two completely different internal energies to attack each other, which is what is mentioned in martial arts books.
He had never experienced the art of guidance or the art of great movement of the universe, but he wanted to try whether he could cope with these two completely different internal energies at the same time. At that moment, the eighth level of true energy suddenly divided into two streams, facing the front and rear sides separately.