He Has a Dragon

This dark cloud, Wang Le knew, was Lu Xuan's fist, and he could also guess that it was caused by the opponent's pair of iron fists running at high speeds along a unique line, and this was the art of ancient attack. [More exciting novels please visit]

For example, this is like the dragon and eighteen palms in the martial arts novel. It has a unique set of attacks. One move is set, the moves are connected, and the routines are unified and unified.

At this moment, Wang Le finally threw a killer in the moment that flashed this thought in his mind! Directly open the eye of breaking delusion, Jin Mang's eyes flashed vaguely, looking at the dark cloud that enveloped his sight, breaking it open!

It was said that this time later, the thick "black cloud" finally came over Wang Le's body.

Seeing the perplexity and helplessness on Wang Le's face, Lu Xuan's eyes flashed with confidence, as if he had already seen Victory's mother beckoning to him.

Just when the "black cloud" had touched the skin of Wang Le's chest and arms, Wang Le moved, and by breaking his delusional eyes, he caught the weakest link, and flickered away, breaking through the "black cloud" that had enveloped him. ,Disappeared.

Everyone did not see how Wang Le escaped from Lu Xuan's overwhelming offensive, including Lu Xuan.

When the crowd hadn't responded yet, Wang Le was already standing on the steel bars behind Lu Xuan, poking out his hands, turning them into eagle claws, grabbing Lu Xuan's shoulders, pulling and pulling, and a rattle sounded.

At the same time, don't forget to kick, between the electric light flint, successively point to the joints of Lu Xuan.

For a while, everyone in the venue knew that Wang Lesheng had won, and some were happy and disappointed.

At this time, Lu Xuan was like a little chicken. Wang Le grasped it with both hands and swayed around the ring fence. When he responded, he had no power to fight back.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Lu Xuan was thrown to the ground in front of the spiker who was still standing not far from the platform.

The spiker's eyes were full of fear. At this time, he no longer dared to look directly at Wang Le's eyes, and lowered his self-recognized noble head.

The whole venue was very quiet. Everyone stared blankly on the iron pillar at the corner of the platform, covered with blood Wang Le.

"Today you don't want to hurt people. With your strength, you can recover in a few days."

Wang Le looked at Lu Xuan, who had collapsed on the ground. After speaking lightly, he jumped off the platform and walked to the entrance of the passage.

At this time, Lu Xuan was a little stunned, his joints were dismantled, and there were several pains in the fracture of bones. To him, these were nothing to do with itching, because the whole scene was still thinking about the last scene.

But I can't figure out how Wang Le broke through his ancient techniques. The only certain thing is that Lu Xuan was fooled. When Wang Le faced his ancient techniques, he was confused and confused. Fear is false!

However, the successful person called the king, and the loser was the invader. Lu Xuan could only recognize it, and Wang Le did not fight him hard, leaving him with an unrecoverable serious injury, which was merciful.

In this way, after a short period of silence, the entire venue boiled again, and began to discuss this exciting and varied eye-opening battle.

As for Wang Le, he was accompanied by Chen Sheng into the passage and returned to the locker room.

When Chen Shenggang, excited, wished to congratulate Wang Le on his victory, Wang Le, already covered in blood, spit out another blood, and the whole person was paralyzed and sat on the sofa without moving.

"Uncle Chen, don't ask why, let me rest."

After Wang Le said softly, she closed her eyes and rested on the sofa.

When Chen Sheng saw this, he had to exit the locker room and stayed outside.

"I'm really trying to suckle this time. Otherwise, I'll hurt him like this, and it's no wonder you don't waste yours!"

Wang Le, resting with his eyes closed, thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, there is also a taboo about Lu Xuan's roots. Wang Dasuo didn't want to play a small one, but he ran to an old one. By then, Wang Le planted it if he couldn't make it. The escape was left.

Well, another factor is that Miss Mu is sitting in the box and watching it!

Wang Le didn't want to let himself be glorious and invincible, and then be covered with a perverted color, so as to scare his woman.

Previously, Miss Mu only learned from the rumors that Wang Le's perverted achievements were the only one I had ever seen, which was to single out some horses on the Dongshan Expressway.

The premise of this perversion is that Wang Le is on the side of justice.

If she was really allowed to see Wang Le's ruthless and ruthless behavior towards an innocent and vengeful opponent, she wouldn't be able to remember what Miss Mu would think!

Therefore, these various factors let Wang Le's rare men show mercy and let Lu Xuan be ignored.

At the same time, because Wang Le's mercy was not sympathetic to his usual style, some people were also puzzled in the box. Mu Xihu was one of them.

"Why is your brother-in-law making a big deal today, and why not make that guy completely obsolete?"

In the box, when the old people put down the telescope in their hands, Mu Xihu said in doubt.

Mr. Mu's eyes glared, and he scolded angrily: "Why there is no revenge on life and death? Why are you not afraid that parents will come to you? How do you grow your brain?"

"Eh!" Mu Xihu was made a big red face in the large court, and he didn't dare to say a word.

At this time, the junior didn't say anything, it didn't mean that the older generation didn't say anything. I only saw the grandfather of the Zhao family, and said meaningfully: "You granddaughter, you never care about the rules, often you are vicious!"

Both Mr. Mu and Su Zhendong flicked their eyes, and both knew what the old man meant by Zhao.

The grandson of Zhao ’s grandson, Fang Zhuo, was violently exploded overnight, and the murderer has not yet found it. The interested person actually has the answer, but there is no evidence.

Since interested people can guess that Fang Zhuo was killed by Wang Le, of course, he can also find out that the killer behind the assassination of Wang Le in the beginning of the year was Fang Zhuo.

In the final analysis, Fang Zhuo typically does not die if he does not die ~ www.ltnovel.com ~, deserve it!

Closer to home, Father Mu did not respond to the words of his old comrades-in-arms, and Su Zhendong didn't make up for it.

"The good show has come to an end. It's not too early today. Those with old arms and legs, let's go back and rest!"

At this time, the father of the Liu family came out with a smile and eased the atmosphere.

Immediately, the old Chen family smiled and said, "Lao Mu, the old guys are all here today. Are we going to let the juniors go out, let's talk again."

Mr. Mu swept away a few old comrades-in-arms, and Pi smiled and said, "Don't be bothered, and you want to set up a torii. When you blink a few old ghosts, I know what you are thinking."

"Eh!" The juniors in the box were directly told by Master Mu's rude remarks to Leide Waijiaolinen, because it was too inconsistent with his tall identity.

After seeing his own father smile with a smile on his face, he didn't take it seriously at all. He could only say with emotion that when he was old, his face would be lazy.

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