An old man with cross-eyed eyes in blue and white Tang suit walked in from outside.
The collar clouds are clustered into a ball, and the two words Kunlun are outlined with golden threads on it.
"Father!"
Wang Luo Changge shouted after seeing the person coming.
The old man cross-eyed walked in slowly.
Holding your hands behind your back, watching the situation inside.
Following the old man in.
Luo Changge and his wife were about to be pulled out and finally retracted into their bodies.
The old man cross-eyed looked at Wang Han.
"Little Director! Ni Bai has made a fuss. Come back by yourself, can you win?"
Wang Han stared at the old man with cross-eyed eyes and showed an irritable expression for the first time.
The evil spirits are rising all over the body!
A wicked laughter came from the mouth.
"Kunlun Dao's head!
When you see the Lone King, why don’t you worship me?”
“Hey~
It has been reform and opening up for decades! What are you going to pay homage to? Red tape is not advisable!”
As he spoke, the old man cross-eyed stood a few meters away from Wang Han.
Put your hands behind you.
Looking at Wang Han.
I am very curious about Wang Han's condition.
Wang Han suddenly raised his hand and punched the old man!
Countless evil fists appeared in front of the old man with cross-eyed eyes. A ferocious dragon head appeared on his fist, and it hit the old man's body like a rain hitting a banana.
But the next second!
The air ripples rippled in front of the old man with cross-eyed eyes.
Just like raindrops falling into the water.
The air seemed to boil at this moment.
The old man cross-eyed still stood with his hands behind his back, and said in surprise.
"Huh? Xiaolong Fist? It's not seen for many years!"
Wang Hanjian did not have any substantial blow to the cross-eyed old man.
Stand up with arms!
A vague figure of the evil aura appeared behind him!
Behind the figure, nine evil dragons with tail-like tails appeared, swaying casually.
Wang Han's body was shocked and he punched him out again!
"Hey! Tender mother's legs! Big Dragon Fist?"
The old man cross-eyed, said in surprise.
The air in front of him made waves again!
This time the ripples were more than ten times more intense than before.
Others could clearly feel the wind in their ears.
The two-armed Xiang Feng dared not get too close. He was far away and wanted to see it. He held his cell phone and pulled the camera, and could only see a few blurry shadows. Even so, he still looked at it with relish. That spirit
Just like the audience that color TV was popular for the first time.
The old man cross-eyed watched Wang Han's every move and spoke after a while.
"The turtle grandson of the emperor is really bad! He sucks tenderly and has a lot of evil spirits! Most people will die long ago!"
The words fell.
Wang Han let out a low growl from his throat.
Another punch!
The fist wind is like a tide!
The strips of cloth hanging in the prison hall were swaying.
"My dear mother! Tianlong Fist? This set of ancient boxing skills has not been lost? Hey tsk tsk tsk! This set of boxing has five layers, small dragon fist, big dragon fist, Tianlong fist, demon dragon fist, divine dragon fist, small Taoist master will know how to do it.
How many layers?”
Wang Han suddenly stopped taking action and stared at the cross-eyed old man in front of him calmly.
Smile, turned around and jumped off the top of the mountain and left this place!
The old man cross-eyed raised his hand and flirted up casually.
The Qi body that appeared out of thin air condensed nine giant Qi swords!
The giant Qi-body sword penetrated obliquely on the ground, forming a conical cage that trapped Wang Han in it.
Wang Han roared angrily, trying to break through the cage, and the nine swords became tighter and tighter as they hit.
The old man cross-eyed looked at the east side.
"What time?"
Yue Hongzhuo glanced at the time and replied, "It's six:50."
The old man cross-eyed looked at Wang Han who was trapped in the sword formation with his hands behind his back, "The sun is about to rise! The little path master! Be anxious! Wait a little longer!"
"Dad, has this trapped him?"
The old man cross-eyed, shook his head, "No, the imperial young turtle grandson doesn't do anything to admit his affairs!"
As he spoke, the old man cross-eyed took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one, and tamped it on the cigarette box. Then he shook the cigarette box at Yue Hongzhuo and the others, "Do you smoke mud?"
Yue Hongzhuo and others shook their heads, "Lao Luo, aren't you going into seclusion?"
The old man cross-eyed, took a sip of cigarette and stuffed the cigarette box into his pocket.
He cursed, "What are you shutting up? You've been plotted against me!"
Yue Hongzhuo asked after a little consideration, "The imperial figure was plotting?"
"Is there any other way around the world that can be more calculating than the turtle grandson?"
Yue Hongzhuo didn't say anything and expressed his strong agreement.
The eastern sky is white.
Widths of light emerged from under the horizon.
The whole world is filled with light little by little.
The old man cross-eyed stood up and walked towards Wang Han.
"The Master of the Tao! I'll beg you! I'll take action very quickly! I'll hit it in one go!"
Talk!
The old man cross-eyed with his index finger and middle finger together, forming a sword finger and pointed towards Wang Han's eyebrows.
The other hand was raised high.
There is still a cigarette in his mouth!
He shouted, "Purple Qi comes from the east!"
The vast Qi body gathered towards the old man!
The old man cross-eyed eyes is like a conductor!
Qi body penetrated into Wang Han's eyebrows.
Visible to the naked eye!
Between the black evil qi lotus platform on Wang Han’s head, those strands of colorless qi began to grow, wanting to replace the evil qi!
Wang Han, who was trapped under nine swords, suddenly opened his eyes!
The evil eyes stared at the old man with cross-eyed eyes.
"At the sunrise, although the yang energy is strong, have you forgotten it! This is also the time when the yin and yang meet!"
Five fingers one!
Push to the ground!
"You are waiting for the sunrise! Isn't I waiting for the sunrise?"
Pull your five fingers upwards!
Evil spirit emerged!
The old man with cross-eyed eyes changed his expression and the cigarette butts in his mouth shook!
The evil qi lotus platform above Wang Han's head began to force the Qi body to go out!
The old man cross-eyed, anxious for the first time, was calling out like a soul, "Lord Taoist! Come back quickly!"
Seeing this, Yue Hongzhuo and others hurried over and guided the Qi body to inject Wang Han's body.
But several people were shocked to find out.
The five of them were not as fast as Wang Han to absorb it alone.
The evil qi lotus platform above Wang Han’s head was not only not replaced by the Qi body, but instead dissipated with the wind.
After seeing this scene, the cigarette butt in his mouth fell directly to the ground.
Wang Han smiled freely!
"You said it wrong just now!
That boxing technique!
Not the fifth floor!
But sixth floor!
Because the sixth level orphan was not taught to anyone!
Today I am happy, so I will let you see this sixth floor!
Demon God Fist!”
Wang Han, who was sitting cross-legged, rolled his evil spirit, and one leg was suddenly wrapped in evil spirit, and the evil spirit turned into dense dragon scales. Wang Han swept his legs!
The nine swords that trapped him were broken!
Wang Han escaped from trouble!
When your arms are raised!
The evil spirit wrapped the arms around and formed dense dragon scales!
Five fingers form a fist!
One punch!
A simple punch!
A fierce punch!
A simple punch!
This punch!
Ignore the distance!
The old man cross-eyed flew backwards like a cannonball out of a barrel!
After landing, roll and roll!
My face became solemn for the first time!
Wang Han stood there.
The whole person seems to be a human-shaped weapon!
Punched under your feet!
The ground cracked and the body rushed out with a bang!
Go straight to the old man with cross-eyed eyes!
The old man cross-eyed turned over!
The Qi in the sleeves is swelling!
The dense sword energy poured out from the sleeves!
The old man cross-eyed roared loudly.
"Dean!
Dear auntie!
What a mud, why don’t you come yet!”
As the words came, a cursing voice came.
"I'll just let you drag it for a while, so many things will come from! No matter who dies, you're the old turtle! Young mother, her legs!"