Monarch Overlooking the Starry Skies

77. Chapter 77 Proof (below)

    The street where the street light is dim.

    Who are you?

    This black shadow actually speaks?

    Han Dong’s brow slightly wrinkled, his right foot was in the air, and he was in doubt, but it was still difficult to see the true face of the shadow.

    The faint light, flashing and flashing, looks like a human figure, but Han Dong can only be regarded as a bright-eyed person. Under such dim light, it is difficult to see.

    After the moment.

    Han Dong only hesitated for a second, then he stepped forward, and his right fist was lifted up high. It was like a hanging raindrop hanging high in the sky, and instantly fell to the earth!

    No regrets and no regrets!

    Falling down!

    The essence of the violent rain and fall, triggered in an instant! !

    Han Dong rushed to the black shadow, and the right fist carried the whistling wind, and he flew a black shadow on the spot: “Take what you are, give me the true face first!”

    “Bang!”

    This smashing fist with the meaning of the technique is even comparable to a galloping car, which collides with the shadow and instantly repels it.

    Puff

    The black shadow screamed again, and it was smashed two or three meters and crashed into the tree on the side of the road.

    “What is this?”

    “Surgery? Is this the real surgery? ? ”

    The black shadow pulled off the black mask and revealed the yellow face. The ghost cried and said: “You and I have no complaints in the past. There is no hate in recent days. Who are you, what do you want?”

    This time, Han Dong finally saw the true face of the shadow.

    The dim light illuminates the shadow, and it was a middle-aged man in black trousers, wearing a black mask and a cloth cap.

    “Who are you?”Han Dong coldly said: “Why are you lying in the tree?”

    The middle-aged man with a bright face is madly crying: “Is this road yours?” I want to kneel on the branch, what is the relationship with you? ”

    Words.

    He snorted, licking his arms and stepping to the right, leaving.

    “wait!”

    Han Dong stepped forward.

    The middle-aged man asked coldly: “What? What do you want to do in broad daylight? ”

    Hey.

    Han Dong’s left heel, approaching the middle-aged man: “You are sneaking in the tree, if not I will knock you down, who knows what you have? Moreover, ordinary people can’t hold me these two punches. What exactly are you doing? ”

    Or—

    “Are you a person, or something?”

    Bah.

    The middle-aged man spit out his mouth and spit, and he whispered: “Well, it’s so good, did you take the probe? Then there is nothing to talk about, we are all dependent on the ability. ”

    Han Dong blinked his eyes: “I am asking you, what are you?”

    The middle-aged man is very angry and laughs: “What am I, you are not aware of it?” Do not think that you are stronger, you are unscrupulous! ”

    Hey!

    When Han Dong’s right foot stepped, the street bricks on the street were all trembled slightly, giving birth to a loose gap, followed by a punch to the middle-aged man.

    This punch did not make a meaning.

    But the middle-aged man’s arms slammed forward and backward, as if he had thrown a pair of iron whip, and there was a hidden black mist on his arms. It’s strange and difficult to name, just like the gauze that hinders the strength, and barely blocks Han Dong’s punch. .

    “Stop it!

    “I am a martial artist who is a martial artist. The mission is not allowed to attack each other. Do you want to defy the iron law!”

    The middle-aged man was very angry and almost hysterical.

    Black fog?

    Han Dong flashed a flash of light and took the opportunity to scan the surrounding area. By the way, he asked: “How to prove?”

    The middle-aged man wiped the blood from his mouth and said coldly: “How do you want me to prove it?” I am not those things, can I still have a fake? ”

    Between the words, reveal the chill.

    Han Dong blinked his eyes and rubbed his head, faintly said: “Oh, how do you prove that you are a human?”

    His emotions gradually rolled, just like the undercurrent under the mirror lake, the surging flow, about to erupt.

    The black mist above the arms of the middle-aged man is quite similar to the monsters in the memory of previous life, so no matter how the middle-aged man defends, he can’t eliminate his doubts.

“……”

    The middle-aged man was suddenly silenced and his face was pulled twice.

    Hey.

    He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Is this young man in front of him a young bird who entered the martial arts world, but still does not know the specific situation of demons and ghosts?

    Questions abound.

    How does he prove that he is a human?

    “I, I am really a human being, not those things. But how can this be proved? Do you want me to prove it to you? I was originally a human! ”The middle-aged man shouted low and was crazy.

    “Can’t prove it?”

    Han Dong sneered, his right foot stepped forward, and he went out on time: “Then you still give me the first, then say the other!”

    Hey!

    Han Dong made three punches in a row, just like the cheetah attack. He did not give the middle-aged man the opportunity to escape. The middle-aged man was trembled and swollen.

    collapse

    The heart is filled with collapse!

    Middle-aged man wants to cry without tears, trying to justify…I am a human being, and I have no certificate when I give birth. Where can I prove it to you? You don’t know how to distinguish yourself? ?

    “Run first!”

    “What can’t be proved, I want to prove it?”

    The thought must be, the middle-aged man instantly swayed a trick, and the black mist rose between his arms, which was like gauze, which offset some of Han Dong’s strength.

    Han Dong’s eyes flashed coldly, and he did not hesitate any more. The right arm was backwards and crossed, and the semi-circular arc was drawn along the curve. The wind screamed to the middle of the middle-aged man, preventing him from fleeing.

    Hey!

    The fists and the feet collide with each other and are extremely fierce.

    The middle-aged man went backwards again and again, and the black fog between his arms gradually became thin. It seemed to be exhausted. His face was even more blue, and he couldn’t beat the inexplicable youth in front of him?

    The power gap is huge.

    Han Dong’s internal strength is too thick and too majestic, like an indestructible steel.

    The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and his left foot slammed into the ground. He flipped a handful of earth and stone, and his right foot slid half a meter across the ground, slamming into the street like a rabbit, trying to escape.

    “Take me a punch!”

    Han Dong secretly drank, the center of gravity that was about to pounce to the front suddenly swayed, relying on the cooperation of the waist and the leg, and the direct electric shot generally chased up.

    Dozen

    Han Dong’s right fist was raised high, as if the rain fell to the ground, his body was slightly raised, and he punched a middle-aged man!

    “Wind! BACK

    The middle-aged man noticed the movement behind him, and his heart suddenly disappeared. He immediately turned his body and his center of gravity fell down, trying to block the fist.

    But the pain of this, there is the meaning of the surgery!

    “Surgery!”

    The middle-aged man’s face was furious, and he couldn’t avoid it. He watched the fist easily break up his arms defense, and then he hit a foot and hit his stomach directly…The stomach cramps are incomparable, and the eyes are also black.

    “Bang!”

    Han Dong’s left foot was like a tiger, and he was on the soft belly of a middle-aged man. He flew for five or six meters and fell heavily on the street.

    Flop

    The middle-aged man fell on the street, his head was worried, and he was dizzy.

    “You!”

    “you you you!”

    The middle-aged man barely supported his body and pointed to Han Dong. His face was distorted to deformation, but it also contained strong sadness and anger. There was tears in his eyes.

    Wronged!

    Simply bent to the extreme!

    “To add sin, why, why, why!”

    He shouted slyly, then his eyes turned.

    The body was hit hard, coupled with the incomprehensible feelings of incomprehensibility, tears and tears, actually fainted on the spot, the back of the head fell on the ground, slightly bounced, and finally fell on the asphalt road.

    “Call ~~~~~~”

    Han Dong gasped for two breaths, and the light flashed doubts.

    Are you really wrong?

    Yet.

    Since this middle-aged man can’t prove that he is a human being, and there is evidence of a strange black fog, even if he makes a mistake, the responsibility does not blame himself.

    Thinking of this, Han Dong secretly sighed and relaxed, and could not help but feel secretly, reading the books on self-cultivation day and night, it really helped.

    Books are the source of spiritual progress.

    Hey.

    Summer warm winds, boasting streets, and occasionally a few street lights flashing.

    Different from the previous one, there was a middle-aged man lying on the street. Han Dong looked around and took out his mobile phone. He sent a video invitation to Ning Mo: “Tell the teacher and ask the situation.”

    Soon,

    The video is connected.

    Ning Mo left the old face and showed the screen: “What is it?”

    “Please look at the teacher.”

    Han Dong took the mobile phone and filmed the scene, and described the situation in detail, and waited for the teacher’s answer.

    Inside the screen.

    Ning Mo smiled and apparently praised the apprentice’s behavior: “You are doing right. Since he can’t prove that he is a human being, then he should play a meal first, and his ideas are correct. He is worthy of the painstaking teaching of these days.”

    Han Dong couldn’t help but say: “Master, is he really a person?”

    Ning Mo left his head, faintly said: “The shape of the demon is strange, the ghost is invisible and inferior, he is obviously a person. The black fog should be a poor skill. ”

“……”

    Han Dong is speechless.

    Since he is wrong, how does Master respect him? This is what a strange way of thinking.

    Ning Mo left the sentence: “There are countless dangers in the martial arts world. The teacher is still worried that your determination and meticulousness are seriously lacking. Now they are relieved, and Ning is not letting go.”

    “But you still have mistakes, you can’t talk about perfection.”

    The old voice, the sorrowful teaching, the sensation of gentleness and affection: “The best solution is very simple, that is, you must kill him first, and then consult as a teacher.”

    Words.

    Hey.

    WeChat video hangs up, leaving only the messy Han Dong in the wind, full of mistakes.