He Has a Dragon

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When one of Wang Le's long legs turned into a wrath like an angry dragon, tarts toward the middle-aged man's waist, the middle-aged man still did not evade as before, and the double dragons went to Wang Le's chest as before!

"Boom!" The collision of the two fists and the chest muscles rumbling like a cannonball. "Bang! Pop!" The angry dragon-like long-legged whip lashes between the loins and flesh, as if whipped on diamonds, and the loud sound cut The night curtain just covered this evening!

"Pedal! Pedal! Pedal!"

After the two members intersected, a sudden sound of various muscle collisions broke out, and then each backed away. Copy this address to browse% 77% 77% 77% 2e% 62% 69% 71% 69% 2e% 6d% 65

Wang Le's eyes burst with starlight colors, and he was shocked at the physical endurance of middle-aged people. Did this man really become an iron cloth shirt with a golden bell?

The same is true for middle-aged people. The accident in his heart can no longer be hidden in his face. He did not expect that Wang Le was safe and sound with his all-out fists!

I can't believe that Wang Le's so thin body would be as hard as steel, and the chest muscles that he double-boxed made his hands extremely painful and trembling.

However, the masters are too tricky, and at this time, they can still be shocked and think about other things.

When I saw the two people on the lawn, the bodies that were waiting for each other to stand still stopped, and then rushed to each other again. The mysterious power in Wang Le's body was boiling, permeating the muscles and bones of the whole body, and the palm was like a knife. With only one hand cut to the middle-aged man's right-hand iron fist, he wants to cut Huashan!

While the middle-aged man attacked Wang Le with his right-handed iron fist, he kicked and kicked to Dan Le's acupoint on Wang Le's belly. Wang Le was not slow, and his left foot immediately met.

At the moment when the fists and feet were about to intersect, Wang Le's hands and feet changed direction at an incredible angle, the hand knife was cut and cut to the middle-aged man's wrist, and the left foot toes below it also slammed at the same time, and the direction changed. , Point to the most vulnerable part of the ankle.

Middle-aged people are about to change their tactics, but at this time Wang Le has entered a state of complete combat, coupled with the strange mysterious power, the speed of his hands and feet has been invisible to the naked eye, as light as electricity kicked the opponent's wrist With ankle.

Concentrating the mysterious force of the hand knife and toe, looks like a sword and sharp gun tip, becoming the sharpest weapon of attack in the world, coupled with the invisible speed of the naked eye, the accumulated power can be said to be all things are not broken, Wang Le Do not believe that this can not break the middle-aged man's diamond mask!

"Click, click"

In the sound of the two cracked bones, the middle-aged person's eyes flashed with pain, and he would step back again, and Wang Le would let the other party do as he wished. I saw that he didn't want to bully himself forward, turning his sword into a fist like a hail, He kept slamming on the opponent, and his feet kept on, even kicking various acupuncture points on the legs of the middle-aged person, causing him to lose his physical balance.

"boom!"

Wang Le put away his hands and feet and retreated. The middle-aged man couldn't hold it anymore. He sprayed a bite of blood and sat down on the ground. His face was bloodless, and only sweat like pearls remained on his face. Asthma.

After a long while, the middle-aged man sitting on the ground looked up and said to Wang Le: "I lost."

Wang Lemo was silent and looked at the man in a black sun suit.

"Just now, you should have countless machines that can kill me ?!" said the middle-aged man with complicated eyes.

"I won't kill you, as I have said before, it will make you return to Beijing intact, I believe this little injury, with your strength, you can recover in a short time." Wang Le said lightly.

After speaking, Wang Le was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, the middle-aged man shouted with pain from his body and said, "Wait a minute."

Wang Le looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "What's the matter?"

"Who is your master?" Asked the middle-aged man with his eyes staring at Wang Le.

Wang Le said with a smile: "I pursue killing. Where do you think I learned from?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but hesitated, and then he was a little bit surprised. At last, he had an answer to why Wang Le always had a hard time with himself, and murmured, "No wonder when I'm fighting with you, I always feel that you haven't used your You are good at moving. It turns out that you are killing. The best way to kill is to kill, and I am not the one you want to kill. "

Immediately, he shivered and showed fear, because he heard Master said that since ancient times, the man who killed the Tao is a natural killing machine. The so-called kung fu master, in front of the killing machine, followed him at all. The average person doesn't make much difference.

Seeing how a middle-aged man looks like this, Wang Le knew that the other party would not dare to bother himself in the future, so he went to the path outside the lawn.

"Slow!"

When Wang Le hadn't gone two steps yet, he was stopped by the middle-aged people. Wang Le, who turned his back on the middle-aged people, rolled his eyes and muttered secretly: "Uncle, it's dark, don't be like Tang Seng Yes, Li, it's endless, okay ?! "

"What's wrong?" Wang Le turned around again, somewhat helplessly, and asked angrily.

"You haven't said your master's name yet!" The middle-aged man asked a little nervously.

Wang Le was speechless, shook his head, and looked at the middle-aged humanity like Bai Bai's idiot: "Looking at your skills, it must not be simple. I didn't expect to ask such a stupid question."

This sentence made middle-aged people a little embarrassed, but Wang Le left the last sentence blindly: "Uncle, go back and ask your master, does the killer still need a master? It only needs to be able to kill and be able to kill. . "

After speaking, I would lazy ignore the other side, just like the **** of avoiding plague, and left quickly.

Middle-aged man stared at the back of Wang Le leaving quickly,

"Killing, Huang Yunpeng actually turned against the killer. I really wouldn't die if I didn't do it ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Zeng Qing, a little rabbit, almost killed my brother!" The middle-aged man looked depressed. Scolded.

After a while, the middle-aged man waited for the pain to ease, and then slowly stood up, and saw that he still couldn't believe himself: "Killing Tao only exists in the legend, even in those ancient school families. No one dares to take the path of killing. This young man is either ignorance or neurosis. I do n’t know if anyone on the killing path will end well? ”

Suddenly, Huang Yunpeng felt that something was wrong, and secretly pondered: "Stop killing, how many people have killed him this year to kill the evidence, it must be crawled out of the blood of the corpse mountain."

"It seems that I can only go back and ask Master his old man." Huang Yunpeng, who had been confused by Wang Le, could only think so.

"Mountains outside the mountains, people outside the people." Huang Yunpeng was a thorough understanding, Wang Le told him with his fist, this is not rampant, it is a fact, he is the mountain outside the mountain, people outside.

It turned out that the Supreme People's Congress was hidden in the city. An ordinary young man who seemed harmless to humans and animals turned out to be a killing machine. It was shuddering to think about it, at least Huang Peng now thinks so.

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