Volume 7 Kanglong has regrets (1) 44 Xiaofeng Hands
bj, western suburbs, top of Huju Mountain. Time, 2:36 am on November 10th.
Wan Keliu stood with his hands behind his hands. At this time, he had changed into a set of blue casual clothes, but standing there, he still exuded an elegant atmosphere.
Even Han Zi had to admit that this man was born with the conditions to pick up girls. Just by looking at his elegant demeanor, he could attract many famous ladies. Coupled with his appearance in his thirties and forties,
It is the age when a man is in his prime, whether it is a young woman in her twenties or thirties, or a young woman in her thirties or forties, it is difficult to escape his peerless charm.
Hanzi also stood calmly. Repeated tempering has made him mature to a point that is extremely inconsistent with his actual age. However, he can also maintain his innocence and be serious like a Confucian scholar.
, he can be a complete scoundrel even when he laughs.
Confucian scholars are elegant, scoundrels are cute, which is why these two types of men are most popular among girls in this world. Hanzi is uniquely endowed with both, so it is natural for him to be favored by many girls.
"Boy, I heard that you have been missing for a long time. You must have gone to practice. There are also those two annoying old men. I haven't seen them snooping in secret during this period. It feels very unnatural." Wan Keliu looked up.
Looking at the crescent moon in the sky, he suddenly asked.
bjThe night wind of late autumn ruffled the hair on his temples. Late autumn, moonlit night, the top of the mountain, the Confucian scholars, and the breeze formed a unique painting that seemed to have come out of the dust.
If he hadn't known that this person was actually an evil python monster, and if he hadn't seen him doing disgusting things, even Hanzi might not have easily believed that such a person could be an evil monster.
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Hanzi thought to himself: "This is probably the worry in his heart at this time. Firstly, he is afraid that I will learn some skills that can deal with him during this period of time. Of course, the skills that he fears must be the skills of the Shenlong clan that make him afraid;
Secondly, he is afraid that the two old men Huhui and Beishan are deliberately hiding and thinking of some conspiracy to deal with him. The strength of the two old men cannot be underestimated. If the two sides fight hard, he may not be able to escape unscathed."
As soon as his thoughts changed, Hanzi smiled lightly and said: "Why did Mr. Wan suddenly care about these little people? Is he afraid that we are secretly thinking of ways to deal with you?" His answer cleverly avoided Wan Keliu's question.
The question gave him a sense of mystery, and at the same time it hit the opponent's psychological weakness sharply, causing his mentality to fluctuate greatly. It was a countermeasure that killed two birds with one stone.
Sure enough, Wan Keliu's condensed breath fluctuated slightly after hearing his words, and all of this could not escape the spiritual consciousness released by Hanzi's concentration.
At this moment, Hanzi took action.
He was not polite to Wan Keliu, and offered the blood ax in his hand. Where the light flashed, a cold ax blade gathering his surging dragon energy struck towards Wankeliu's weakest point in his spiritual consciousness.
"hiss--"
There was a sound of tearing clothes, and Wan Keliu's figure had already swept ten meters away, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and a big hole was ripped in the abdomen of his clothes.
It turned out that although he retreated quickly just now, Hanzi's deliberate attack still almost hurt him.
"Hey, good boy, let's play sneak attack." Wan Keliu was not furious because of his sneak attack. He shook his body, and with a "pop" sound, the torn casual clothes on his upper body were shaken to pieces.
The debris was blown by the autumn wind and scattered into the air, scattering down the Huju Peak.
As soon as Han Zifu saw the close-fitting jacket under his casual clothes, he suddenly burst into laughter with a "poof-" sound.
Wan Keliu didn't know why he was laughing. He thought he was playing tricks again. He just said calmly: "Boy, what's so funny? Have you never seen a man as strong as me?"
Hey, he is indeed very confident and arrogant. If it weren't for his otherworldly appearance and demeanor, he would probably become narcissistic.
Han Zi really couldn't help but laugh this time, because he could no longer figure out why the elegant Wan Keliu would buy a coat with a cartoon cat printed on it, which made his elegant demeanor go away. It became extremely funny between the two.
Neither fish nor fowl. This was the feeling Wanke Liu gave him at this time.
Wan Keliu followed the direction that his finger pointed when he was laughing, and then discovered the reason for his laughter. He couldn't help but blush, and said awkwardly: "Hey, Rose's masterpiece, little girls nowadays like this tune."
Hanzi didn't know who the rose in his mouth was, but he could tell that it must be one of his flesh-bloods. He took a deep breath and stood up slowly.
As if feeling the sharpness of the blood ax in Hanzi's hand, Wan Keliu didn't know when a claw-like weapon appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, there was a crisp sound of "clang", and the dark claw-like weapon was shaken by him. He must be straight, "Boy, come on, let me see which one is better, your ax or my Sao Feng hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the "Sao Feng Hand" in his hand suddenly come to life, swaying in the shadow of the moon, swelling several times, like a giant claw grabbing at Hanzi.
The wind was strong and the chill was overwhelming.
Han Zihe let out a low roar, slashed Huashan with one force, and launched a dazzling ax blade, roaring towards the giant claw.
"Gah——"
The white blood axe's light and the black Xiao Feng hand's light collided passionately in the center of the two people, making a harsh sound of metal scraping against each other. Then there was a loud bang, and sand flew and rocks flew away in an instant. , the top of Huju Mountain rolled up a sky full of dust, covering half of the sky.
Amidst the mad rush of energy, I saw a figure taking four steps back, the ax in his hand flashing, and his arms trembling slightly. It was Hanzi who was at a disadvantage in this first head-to-head encounter.
However, although he was obviously at a disadvantage, his face showed excitement, his eyes flashed, and his whole person burst out with endless fighting spirit.
"Take my axe." Hanzi's figure suddenly flew up, he was in the air, holding an ax in both hands, and a strong ax blade struck Wan Keliu straight down.
Under the moonlit night, I saw his figure covering half of the sky, and the light shining from the blood ax was like a thunderous strike from the God of Thunder.
"Let's see how much Shaolong is capable of." Wan Keliu suddenly laughed loudly, holding the Xiaofeng hand across his head, facing Hanzi's shocking blow.
"Boom - crackle - whoosh -"
After a huge explosion of energy, the hard rock under Wan Keliu's feet could not withstand the huge pressure and suddenly exploded. In an instant, the sky was filled with rocks splashing and dust flying.
As soon as Hanzi's blood ax touched his Xiaofeng hand, his body was aroused by the huge force and bounced more than ten meters high. He took a breath in the air, roared, and suddenly slashed downwards. Four ax blades.
In the autumn night, I saw the shadow of the axe, the shadow of the claw, and they wanted to meet each other again.