Romance of Dragons and Snakes

[Title: snakes Kingdoms body for the first five hundred and eight chapters step to catch cicadas and grace of: the dream ecstatic machine]

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The bell that started the martial arts meeting sounded at the same time.

Wang Hongji and Tan Wendong, the fists of these two young masters collided together, and there was a huge sound of muscle fighting, and then they separated and took three steps each to catch their attention.

The scorpion-shaped fist in the hand of Wudang Wudu that Wang Hongji has used. The hook on his left wrist is really like a scorpion barb, but his right hand is squeezed into a snake shape, but it is different from the snake-shaped fist in form. , But swayed slightly in a mysterious posture.

The right snake and the left scorpion are staggered, which was originally a very vicious fist. However, under the impetus of Wang Hongji's Tongzigong force, it seemed extremely upright and has a grand and bright artistic conception.

And Tan Wendong is still a lazy look of a sunshine boy, with his hands under his arms, posing as a gossip palm of the Tang Men, standing on the pillar, not swimming, and staring at his opponent with interest.

Wang Hongji's eyes were sharp, and Tan Wendong's eyes were lazy.

The two young masters exhibited very different spiritual temperaments and their respective realms of boxing skills.

Have their own things.

Suddenly, Wang Hongji shot again, with one hand like a snake out of the hole, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced into Tan Wendong's eyes, **** like a hook, even digging people's eyes with a fierce force.

When Tan Wendong blocked it with his hand, Wang Hongji's other backhand with a silent backhand hook just hit Tan Wendong's waist.

This scorpion hook seemed weak. But everyone was watching. But they all have a kind of sharp edge. It makes people feel a hook on the ground. Venom will be injected into your hand.

This kind of evil. This is fierce. Non-toxic on hands. Boxing is poisonous. Wang Hongji can be said to have trained Wudang's five poisonous hands to the point of fascinating.

Tan Wendong faced this trick. Lazily look convergence. Eyes dignified. Suddenly turned around to pick. Go back to the palm with gossip, and lift the scorpion to fly. Enter at the same time. With a swift slap, "through the cloud chasing electricity", with a straight palm, stab the throat hard.

These two moves Tan Wendong makes straight can be described as elegant. Pick between. All are elegant and calm. There is no fireworks. even. even. These two tricks have no rounded taste.

Gossip palm like this. It's almost self-contained.

"what?"

Rao is the gossip palm of Wang Hongji's dispelling all his inner thoughts in the face of Tan Wendong's two completely disagreeing situations. I was also taken aback, and shook my head in my busy schedule. My hands were like scissors, and I cut them in front of my throat. A stroke of "scissors" collapsed into the palm of the opponent's straight line, and then pushed forward while flying a foot.

Tan Wendong hurriedly returned his hand, and also kicked up. After fighting for two, the two of them turned away and looked at each other, not letting each other out.

"so close!"

Wang Hongji called out in his heart. If he hadn't had a solid foundation, Tan Wendong had already gained the upper hand, and then he would definitely be attacked by the other party endlessly, and eventually lost.

The two were equal, and once the wind fell, it was difficult to get it back.

"Wang Hongji, be careful." Tan Wendong said six words lightly between his eyes, and suddenly the left and right of his foot were moving around like a weaving shuttle. The body is extremely fast. The blinking made Wang Hongji unable to grasp the specific location.

This is a step in the palm of the Eight Diagrams. Envoy Tan Wendong, enough to confuse the master's vision. It even felt that the other party could not find the direction of his attack.

After flashing left and right, suddenly, Tan Wendong's heel didn't know how to rotate, and even behind Wang Hongjidi, he hit hard with another palm!

This is not the elegant blow just now, but a row of mountains and seas, the giant waves are generally strong, and the palms have not yet arrived, the air will explode with a series of popping noises, and at the same time, the sharp chirping of the broken air, the sound of this palm , Seems to be able to pierce the human body! smash!

No one thought that such a sunny young man like Tan Wendong could actually play such a fierce palm.

Wang Hongji also felt a cold behind him, but he wasn't in a hurry. He took two steps in front of his body and put a big hug in his backhand. He even hugged Tan Wendong's hand and hugged him. At the same time, he stepped in and was a serial Hugging and inserting into the opponent's waist, you still have to hug the opponent's entire body.

"A month in your arms?"

At this time, Tan Wendong moved his eyes slightly, and felt that Wang Hongji's hug had blocked all his changes. Between his hands closed, he also blocked his hands and could not have any strength.

Faced with this move, he only backed away.

Fortunately, his footwork was very fast. When he stepped back, it was like five or six meters.

However, Wang Hongji's footwork is faster, it is like walking with the shadows, and Tan Wendong is not allowed to have any breathing opportunities at all.

One hug and one retreat, in a blink of an eye is thirty or forty meters.

Seeing this going on, Tan Wendong was in danger.

But beyond everyone's expectations, Tan Wendong suddenly stopped his body after tens of meters of withdrawal, and drilled down, like a "golden cicada shelling", but his body style was a little awkward, not authentic.

Naturally, Wang Hongji would not let him use the "gold cicada shell" to flash off his "moon pack in his arms". His hands were between arms, and he drew downwards, ten fingers wide open, bent into a hook, and caught Tan Wendong's body.

However, Tan Wendong's momentum of drilling down suddenly stopped, changed his body, obliquely grabbed eight steps, and suddenly left Wang Hongji's scope.

"Huh?" Wang Hongji didn't expect that Tan Wendong would actually get out. He stared at the other person's figure, and also saw the other party's eight-step snatching, and his legs flicked like a bowstring. Run to the law.

"Tan's long-lost leg technique is a secret trick to catch cicadas in eight steps?"

Wang Hongji flashed a classic trick in his head, but his body followed violently and continued to attack. Of course, he couldn't let Tan Wendong deal with it calmly.

However, when he rushed out of the body, Tan Wendong made another eight steps, and actually robbed him back, a long breath violently spitting out, his palms coming out together, as fast as lightning, and bombardment.

Wang Hongji only felt a mountain of palm shadow hit. Covers the vital parts of his body.

"He must have just used eight steps to catch the cicada, and he used the means of the giant snake in the Tangmen dragon and snake to attack the dragon, stimulating the potential, violently attacking, and knocking me down. If I can survive this wave of death Attack, his physical strength must not be supported. "

Wang Hongji instantly understood why Tan Wendong's attack was so fierce.

So he took a deep breath, stretched his muscles all over the body, released his strength, and punched his palms against each other. In an instant, the two fought hard, splitting hundreds of hands.

This is a real effort. Nothing fancy.

"Why is his fist getting heavier and heavier?" Wang Hongji only felt that Tan Wendong's palms were heavier and heavier than punches, and the storms and waves were chasing and chasing hard, making him unable to breathe. It just couldn't support it.

at last.

Wang Hongji couldn't hold his breath. Slowed down in his hand, Tan Wendong chopped it off with a series of hands, knocked off the hands blocked by the defense, and punched him on the shoulder.

Click!

The shoulders are dislocated and the arms hang softly.

"I lost!"

Covering his arms, Wang Hongji took dozens of steps in a row, his face pale. There was a voice of regret.

Whirring whirring.

Tan Wendong didn't answer Wang Hongji's words at all, because he was only busy panting and couldn't answer at all. The sweaty pulp on his body had already soaked his body to get water everywhere.

Wang Hongji was right in his guess. This round of fierce attack was exactly the limit of his explosive ground. As long as he passed hard, he was the end of a strong crossbow, and silk could not penetrate. Can only be arbitrarily slaughtered. Fortunately. Wang Hongji didn't resist this round of attack. At the last minute, he was exhausted. Lead to defeat.

When Wang Hongji walked out of the venue with his arms, Tan Wendong gasped for a few breaths before finally taking a step, one wet step at a time.

The sweat on his body seemed to be an unstoppable faucet, still dripping.

"You didn't pass this level in the end. It was really a victory or defeat. His physical strength was exhausted." When Wang Hongji walked onto the stand, Luo Xiaomeng looked at Tan Wendong in the distance and shook his head with a deep sigh.

"The victory or defeat is up to ~ www.readwn.com ~ We can't control it. You and Huo Ling'er still have a battle. It depends on how you are." Wang Hongji's face has returned to normal at this time, but it's a pity that he still hangs on his face. on.

After this round.

Another new battle.

Two huge bright red names appeared on the large screen of the computer.

Zhao Xinglong.

Liu Jiajun.

Seeing his name, the two young masters walked to the center of the field and nodded to each other, but unlike the previous situation of drawing swords and crossbows, they looked polite and seemed to be not competing for the top ten masters in the world. Brutal battle, but private and easy exchanges and discussions.

Seeing the demeanor of these two young masters, everyone present could not help but nod secretly.

Even those foreigners who kill as many people as **** can't help but feel the emotion of "Chinese people are worthy of etiquette."

Among the two young masters, Zhao Xinglong is relatively rude. Of course, this is only relative.

Liu Jiajun deserves to be the most beautiful in the young masters, the one facing the wind in Yushu, wearing a light blue dress, between his nods, arched his fists, and put down his hands, which pose is full of elaborate demeanor. I can't see it at all. This is the master of Taiwan's authentic eight poles, white apes, backs and long hammers, and dozens of tough martial arts.

Wherever he stood, there was a word called grace that was most vividly displayed.

Even the old aristocrats who spoke gentlemen in Western countries saw him as a barbarian.

"Such an elegant oriental master, it is best to recruit son-in-law."

At this time, the Western nobles who watched the martial arts conference through various channels had such thoughts in their hearts, and at the same time, Liu Jiajun had already become the idol of those Western giant girls. Gentleman Juyitang Novel Reading Network