Meng Xiaoan came to the front of the old man step by step.
There is only one distance between two people.
The old man's eyes showed a trace of weirdness and he said: "How is your close combat ability?"
Meng Xiaoan knew what he meant, put down the dragon tooth knife in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's probably okay."
The old man said: "Well, it's been a long time since I fought with a young man like this. I hope you won't disappoint me."
Meng Xiaoan said seriously: "I will try my best and I won't let you down."
The old man smiled and performed Tai Chi. In an instant, he was in front of Meng Xiaoan.
An irresistible force surrounded Meng Xiaoan.
It was a kind of shroud from the inside out.
Hard and soft at the same time.
The power of Tai Chi is really weird.
As soon as Meng Xiaoan's fist struck out, the old man made another semi-arc, and Meng Xiaoan's arm was glued on, and his body began to lose control of himself.
The old man moved sideways from left to left.
Meng Xiaoan's body also moved sideways to the left.
Meng Xingxin was slightly frightened. This old man had practiced Tai Chi to a very high level.
If you can't break away from this Tai Chi, you will definitely be injured next.
This thought just crossed Meng Xiaoan's mind.
The old man suddenly drank softly and stepped back. The old man's hands were drawing circles from left to right.
Meng Xiaoan's chest was suddenly hit by the old man with one hand.
Meng Xiaoan's body flew out.
With a sound of wow, he spat out a mouthful of hot blood.
The old man said with a not so happy look: "Young man, it seems that your close combat ability is not that great."
Meng Xiaoan quickly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Well, then you will see my close range ability next."
Meng Xiaoan takes one step.
It seems like just one step, but it has already exceeded human speed.
When the person is in mid-air, he punches out with both hands.
The old man avoided Meng Xiaoan's move.
When Meng Xiaoan landed, the old man performed Tai Chi again.
Meng Xiaoan was obviously not as embarrassed this time as he was last time.
His left hand is also a Tai Chi exercise.
The old man looked slightly surprised.
Meng Xiaoan's Tai Chi is just a scratch, the real lethality is Tang Quan.
Tang Fist came out.
The fists of Meng Xiaoan's hands seemed to be shrouded in a rare light.
The fist is erratic.
The old man stepped back repeatedly, and then exclaimed: "Tang Quan? Are you from the Tang family?"
Meng Xiaoan stood there without giving an answer: "Do you think I am from the Tang family?"
The old man glanced at Meng Xiaoan and wondered: "How can you know Tang Quan if you are not from the Tang family? Only people from the Tang family have the opportunity to do Tang Quan."
Meng Xiaoan had no intention of giving him an answer, and said, "Now is the chance to decide the winner."
The old man said: "Do you think you can defeat me?"
Meng Xiaoan said calmly: "My ability is to defeat enemies who are stronger than me. This gives me a sense of accomplishment."
After Meng Xiaoan finished speaking, the Huo family walked in front of the old man.
"You have learned a lot." The old man avoided Meng Xiaoan's attack easily and casually.
Meng Xiaoan was not surprised at all. It would be a bit disappointing if the old man was hit like this.
Meng Xiaoan and the old man fought for a minute, and Meng Xiaoan could barely figure out his routine.
It is undeniable that this old man's Tai Chi is very powerful.
If Meng Xiaoan hadn't practiced Tang Quan, it must have been Meng Xiaoan who was lying down right now.
Meng Xiaoan suddenly stopped.
The old man's Tai Chi wrapped around Meng Xiaoan's arms.
Meng Xiaoan immediately activated his body and took two steps back.
The old man was also surprised to see him out of his control.
"Punch me."
Meng Xiaoan's fist punched out. Meng Xiaoan knew that with this punch, either he would be defeated by the old man, or the old man would be defeated.
There was no remaining strength, and the power brought out by the fist this time exceeded the strength of any previous fight between Meng Xiaoan and others.
The state of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.
The old man's Tai Chi uses softness to overcome hardness.
He lost most of his strength.
But it was only most of it, and the remaining part still attacked his body. Meng Xiaoan did not have any mercy in his heart, and mercy was of no use at this moment. When the old man was hit by his remaining strength,
, Meng Xiaoan once again came to the front of the old man, and his hand was already holding the dragon tooth knife that he had just dropped. He didn't believe that even the dragon tooth knife could not restrain the old man's Tai Chi. Maybe this was a bit ineffective, but he won.
He is king, what's the point? Seeing the dragon tooth belt in Meng Xiaoan's hand glowing red, and the old man's eyes looking like a god of death, Meng Xiaoan simply cut off one of the old man's arms.
He kicked him out. As soon as the old man's body hit the ground, Meng Xiaoan put the dragon tooth knife against the old man's neck: "You failed."
The old man's face looked extremely ugly.
"who are you?"
Meng Xiaoan lowered his voice, "Meng Xiaoan."
The dragon's tooth knife cut off his head, and the old man's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Although he has not made his debut, Meng Xiaoan is the leader of the Dragon Gang. Why would he kill him?
Meng Xiaoan finally met Lei Pili.
Lei Pili sat there as if he was surprised that such a young man came.
"Are you coming to kill me?"
"What do you think?" Meng Xiaoan approached step by step.
"I am Lei Pili. The leader of the Dragon Gang."
Meng Xiaoan sneered: "Fake."
The fake Thunderbolt showed a fearful expression.
"Of course I know you are a fake, because I am a fake too."
Meng Xiaoan raised his dragon tooth knife.
"Don't kill me. Did Lei Pili ask me to do this? I really don't want to die." The fake one immediately begged for mercy.
Meng Xiaoan said: "Death is also a kind of liberation."
Meng Xiaoan effortlessly chopped off his head. Then he took it out and said loudly: "Here is Lei Pili's head. Kill all the people from the Dragon Gang."
Meng Xiaoan stood on a high place holding Lei Pili's head.
The head is bleeding.
Zhang Meng came from the other side and killed the most people this time.
"I have no strength in my hands."
Meng Xiaoan laughed: "Brother Zhang, you need to exercise."
Those who were waiting outside rushed in.
The shouts of killing are endless.
Meng Xiaoan was undoubtedly refreshed by them when he killed Lei Pili.
People on this side are actually afraid of thunder and lightning.
Now that I heard that Lei Pili is dead, I feel so happy and excited.
The killing god died like this.
Meng Xiaoan asked: "Meet the Red Lady? A very touching woman."
