C81 (1/2)
”F * ck you, this poor monk will make a trip for you.”
Duan Hong struck out with seven red lotuses.
The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.
The frost above could be vaguely seen as the temperature of the room dropped significantly.
Seven red lotuses bloomed, and like a red disk, they collided with the handsome man's Ice Fist.
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< p > ”Boom.
The powerful energy instantly dissipated and the entire box began to shake. The handsome man had clearly underestimated the power of the Lotus Seal. His cold body felt as if it had been struck by a fireball.
His entire body flew up into the air and heavily crashed into the wall behind him.
The temperature in the room returned to normal. Duan Hong's sweat, which had just calmed down, appeared again. He had overused his strength, and the Lotus Seal exhausted his internal energy completely.
The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.
Blood dripped from the corner of the man's mouth, and his smile was twisted. He slowly stood up from the ground and stretched his body as he coldly asked, ”What's your name?
Duan Hong was panic-stricken in his heart. After expending all his inner Qi, his four limbs were trembling and his brain was trying to figure out a way to escape. Otherwise, he would definitely beat this handsome guy to the ground.
> < ”Sure, but it's the same if I sit down and don't change my name. Your grandfather, the Segmental Large Intestine, is also one of them.”
Duan Hong suddenly thought back to what Withered Grass had said. If he met an opponent he couldn't defeat, he would drink a mouthful of Wumu Divine Wine s from the silver wine bottle.
He immediately reached into his pocket and grabbed the bottle of wine, thinking that this pretty boy was also injured.
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< p > ”Madman.
The handsome man cursed angrily and patted off the dirt on his body. Suddenly, his entire body emitted a freezing cold aura, as if he had turned into a cold stick.
The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.
Duan Hong thought in his heart, and immediately escaped from the silver bottle and gulped it down. He knew the power of Wumu Divine Wine, so he didn't dare drink too much, and only took a sip.
As the fiery and fiery chili wine entered his intestines, the colorless wine had already entered Duan Hong's body and merged with his blood, transforming into a bloody snake in heat, scurrying all over his body.
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Duan Hong felt his consciousness become dizzy, and he felt like he was about to faint. He knew that feeling was about to come again, and the strength in his body started to rise sharply.
< p > < p > ”I'm going to explode!
Duan Hong shouted, as waves of red light flashed across his body.
”He!”
With a low roar, Duan Hong charged towards the handsome man like a leopard from a mountain. Using both his hands and feet, he did not have any moves, but rather, it was a kind of fighting style that belonged to the king of the eight punches.
The handsome man was shocked. He stared at the blood-red eyes of the man in front of him, so scared that even his lips were dry.
The other side's strength was growing, and the handsome man found it difficult to resist. He no longer looked as confident as he did before, but rather a bit frightened.
The handsome man was not paying attention as he punched Duan Hong once. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a little tiger tooth mixed within.
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< p > ”Pa!
Another punch landed on the handsome man's cold eyes, and huge dark circles appeared under his eyes. Tears flowed uncontrollably out of them, and he couldn't open them again.
Duan Hong kicked the handsome man, who let out a howl like a pig being butchered.
His body collapsed on its own.
How could Duan Hong, who was close to going crazy, let him go? His body's strength seemed to be tens of times stronger than normal, and if he did not release it, he seemed to be able to explode.
Relying on his little bit of consciousness, he rode on the handsome man. His two fists rained down on the handsome man's face. He didn't even have the time to check the vibrations on his phone.
The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.
Duan Hong's saliva splattered everywhere, his entire face was twisted from his excessive strength, and he looked like a visitor from hell with a pair of black and red eyes.