The scorching sun was shining brightly, and strange scenes were taking place inside and outside the courtyard. Xue Wensheng, the dignified former master of the Donghua Gate, was kicked around like a football by Ximen Lang and the green-robed ancestor, unable to resist.
Many members of the Julang Gang were amazed. The leader of the gang was truly unparalleled in his skills, and his master was also getting stronger with age. His unpredictable kung fu was unparalleled in the world!
Xue Wensheng was even more frightened. Damn it, there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Looking at the world, who can be the opponent of their master and apprentice. Severe pain came from his body from time to time, like a giant hammer.
When he hit it, he felt that his internal organs were about to be broken into pieces, which made him scream unbearably.
As the saying goes, a good man does not suffer the consequences of his immediate losses. Under this situation, the cunning and cunning Xue Wensheng was afraid that the two masters and apprentices would kick him to death, so he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Stop kicking me... I'm convinced, I'm really convinced...
...please spare me..."
This time, the green-robed ancestor did not kick Xue Wensheng out, but let him fall to the ground with a frown on his face.
Ximenlang smiled and said: "Master, this is another gift I give you, a slave with strong martial arts. From now on, he will follow you and be controlled by you. If you don't obey, you will beat him severely." He agreed.
Xuewei's request was not to kill her father and grandfather, but
, if he keeps these two people, he feels that they will always be a serious problem. Based on this, he decided to hand over the Xue family father and son to his master and his wife, and give them two elders as slaves, which can not only adjust the monotonous life of the master and his wife, but also make the two
Look, it’s the best of both worlds.
A smile appeared on the ugly face of the green-robed ancestor, and he said angrily: "Very good, I like it. This gift is better than anything else. It's so fun."
The older he got, the more childish the green-robed ancestor became. He tilted his bald head like a big winter melon and squinted at Xue Wensheng's lush white hair. He touched his bald head with his hand, feeling rather unhappy.
Said: "Master doesn't have hair, how can you have..."
As he spoke, the green-robed ancestor stretched out his big palm-like hand and pressed it irresistibly on the top of Xue Wensheng's head. In an instant, Xue Wensheng felt as if his Tianling Cap had been burned by fire. It was extremely painful and he panicked.
Get out of the way.
Seeing that he was showing signs of escaping, the green-robed ancestor yelled angrily: "Where are you running!" He pinched it with five carrot-like fingers, which made Xue Wensheng's head tend to deform like a curse. It hurt so much that he killed the pig.
As if screaming, "Ah...it hurts me to death..."
For a moment, Xue Wensheng felt that his head had been crushed by the opponent. Life and death were at stake. He struck out his right palm without thinking, and slapped the old monk on the chest with a loud bang.
The green-robed ancestor's feet stood on the spot as if they had grown roots, but his upper body swayed slightly, feeling the cold air invading his body, bringing a slight chill. He grinned widely and said: "It's so cool, your palms
It's a little weird, give me another slap to cool me down for a while..."
Xue Wensheng was stunned. He didn't expect that the ice-cutting palm skill for which he was famous had no effect on the old monk. The other party just felt cool and wanted to hit him again. He secretly gritted his teeth and thought bitterly, old monk
If you slap me again, I won’t believe you. I can’t turn you into a lump of ice!
The cold air in Xue Wensheng's body kept surging and rushed towards the palm of his hand, causing the surrounding temperature to drop two or three degrees. The cold breath lingered. He gathered all his strength to attack again, and slapped the opponent's chest with his left palm.
The green-robed ancestor swayed slightly, with a pleasant look on his face, as if he was very comfortable. "Okay, this palm is strong enough, and it's a lot cooler!" He felt as if he had eaten hundreds of ice cream sticks, and it was extremely cool.
, and it works from the inside out, which is more exciting than being under air conditioning.
Xue Wensheng struck out with two consecutive palms with hatred, which contained all his lifelong skills, but could not shake the one-armed old monk standing on the spot like a green pine. For a moment, his heart went cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Extremely desperate, not daring to attack the other party again.
The palm of the green-robed ancestor rubbed Xue Wensheng's head back and forth twice. Under the influence of his overbearing internal force, the other party's white hair fell off one after another, and not a single one was left. In an instant, it turned into a shiny bald gourd, as if
Old monk.
Seeing that Xue Wensheng had also become bald, the green-robed ancestor was just satisfied. He removed his big hand and said happily: "You are not suitable for growing hair. A bald head looks good. You are my slave. From now on, you will be called Big Bald."
"
Xue Wensheng felt that his head was cold and he almost vomited blood with anger. He thought that I was once the overlord of a party, covering the sky with one hand, but now I am reduced to a slave, and I am called a big bald man. It is really a shame and a great humiliation!
Hong Jiao and Wen Ziling, mother and daughter, couldn't help laughing. They felt that Xiaolang's gift was really original and extraordinary.
Seeing that her husband became extremely happy because of this slave, Hong Jiao looked at the middle-aged man Ximen Lang was holding in his hands and asked: "Xiao Lang, he is also a slave for our old couple, so just throw it over to me."
"Okay!"
Ximen Lang agreed, casually opened the sealed acupuncture points on Xue Mo's body, threw him out with both arms, and said: "Go!"
Xue Mo's body was thrown out, drawing an arc in the air, and arrived in front of Hong Jiao in an instant.
Hong Jiao shook her arm, and swung out her right crutch, making a sound of wind, and hit Xue Mo's leg.
Xue Mo was furious and cursed: "Old woman, go to hell..." He struck out fiercely with his left palm, turning the iron crutch and swinging it to the side.
Hong Jiao scolded, "Damn slave, you still dare to be so arrogant, let's see how I deal with you." She used her left arm hard, her body swayed, turned right and struck again.
Xue Mo dodged her attack with a somersault and landed on the ground. Seeing the woman turning right on the ground, he jumped up and rushed towards her. He roared wildly, "Smelly bitch, go to hell..." He seemed to
It rushed over like a ferocious lion and fought with the opponent with a pair of fleshy palms.
In the open space in the courtyard, two people were fighting each other. Although Hong Jiao was severely disabled, she used the two crutches very well, and they were two unique weapons. After three or five moves, she gained the upper hand. Suddenly, she strangely
He dodged, rushed over from an incredible direction, turned left and hit Xue Mo on the crook of his leg, yelling: "Kneel down!"
Xue Mo suffered a heavy blow to his leg. He grunted in pain and fell to the ground on one knee involuntarily. Due to the severe pain, fine cold sweat broke out on his face.
Hong Jiao seized the opportunity, turned right and swept over again, hitting the crook of Xue Mo's other leg, and shouted: "Kneel down for me..." Then, she rolled forward and landed lightly in front of Xue Mo, her body
The flexibility of the law made the Julang Gang members who were watching secretly wonder, is she really disabled?