C23 (1/2)

”Hua!”

The curtained door outside the bar was pulled down, and two subordinates stood guard on both sides. Occasionally, a passerby who used to come here for a drink would be stopped, and the bar would be closed for the day.

Susan sat inside the car and waited for a long time, when she suddenly saw that his car had been dragged away by a few people. Those people suddenly felt enlightened and felt relieved;

He waited for a while, but still didn't see him come out. Instead, he saw two hoodlums close the door of the bar. He got out of the Lincoln and quietly leaned against the window as he peeked through the crack.

The bar was quite spacious. The hoodlum moved the billiard tables and swept the floor to make room.

Duan Hong and Old Daoist Juehai stood in the middle, watching each other.

Fan Tong sat on the soft sofa with a cup of martinis in his hands as he watched silently.

The old Daoist handed the horsetail whisk to a Young Hooligan, took off the Eight Trigrams Immortal Robe, and agilely tidied it up.

With light steps, he started moving around Duan Hong, with his feet touching the ground. At the same time, his two large hands intertwined and intertwined with each other.

< p > Eight Trigrams Palm?

Duan Hong was overjoyed. During the period of training in Ku Chan Temple, when the Second Master s were at the withered grass and the dried roots, they would often tell him about the other techniques needed to remove the Shaolin.

The Eight Trigrams Palm was also known as the Swimming Eight Trigrams Palm. It was mainly composed of palm technique transformations and walking movements.

The eight trigrams were similar, but he didn't expect to run into one here.

Duan Hong spread his legs, and started moving in different directions. His eyes were fixated on the two changing palms.

The speed of Suicide Swamp suddenly increased, and very soon, this group of hooligans felt dazzled.

< p > ”What is the Daoist priest doing?”

”He's running so fast at such an age, don't run so fast.”

”That's right. It's not appropriate for me to injure myself before I do anything.”

He was like a roving dragon, and he looked as if he were guarding its prey. He was like a tiger that had taken up position. He was like an eagle that had turned into an eagle!

The Eight Trigram Palm was indeed impressive. It was likely that Old Daoist Juehai must be a person with the eight trigrams Grandmaster Level.

Duan Hong felt his head sink a little. Completely disrupted by his chaotic footwork, he closed his eyes, relied on his superhuman hearing, and carefully distinguished the sounds of the wind.

This was the moment he was waiting for. He used his nimble movements to disrupt Duan Hong's mind, and when he saw that had closed his eyes, his body was like a flood dragon coming out of the water. He quickly moved up, leapt a meter high, and slashed down with his left hand.

With his right foot as the axis, Duan Hong immediately turned around and swung his left foot.

< p > Tiger Tail Swinging!

One of Tan's kicks, focusing on catching people off guard, swinging his legs like a tiger's tail.

< p > ”Pa!”

They parted as soon as they touched.

Jue Ming Dong started to wander again, taking back his left palm that was still numb from the shock.

He didn't expect that he would have such skills at such a young age. He could be said to be a genius!

What if he was given a few more years?

”Boss, do you think this Taoist can win?”

Li Niu asked Fan Tong carefully, his face pale.

I remember that two years ago, when the Black Dragon counterattacked from the Black Dragon Society, they found an assassin, who was holding a gun to my forehead and was pulling the trigger. When he pulled the trigger, the moment the gun shot out, his hand went off course and when I opened my eyes, I saw a nail sticking out from his head. ”

< p > ”Nail?”

”Yes, the Dao Lord's ultimate technique, the Penetrating Bone Nail!” He hasn't taught me in ten years. ”

Fan Tong was actually a little nervous in his heart, to the point where his hands were slightly trembling.