Chapter Eighty-Seven: Run!

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Since the trick is the mastery of the old monster, the power can be imagined.

It's just the simplest first form, and if it can be played to the fullest, it should not be underestimated.

I only heard Han Xiaohei roaring, clasped his hands, and moved to both sides. Everywhere the two hands went, even the air turned into a stream of water.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiaohei's whole person seemed to be in a piece of clear water. The sluggish movements are also like being carried out in the water.

Suddenly, Han Xiaohei's hands folded again. Then, the whole person spun at a very fast speed. The faster and faster it turns, the faster it turns, and finally the faster it is dazzling and dizzy.

And the air that lingered around him like a stream of water also accumulated more and more. As he swirled, it was like a tornado on the sea.

A howling wind swept the sand and dust on the ground.

And Han Xiaohei's body gradually left the ground two or three meters high. Until he stopped rising, Han Xiaohei opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes seemed to burst out with two rays of light that were like substances, which was staggering.

"Wow!" Han Xiaohei snorted coldly again, and his arms were outstretched.

In an instant, the air flowing around him was faintly filled with a layer of white light. And that layer of white light is like a flower that blooms instantly. Although there are no bright petals or green leaves, it still looks so beautiful.

Looking at it carefully, the blooming petals seemed to form a defensive shield, tightly wrapping Han Xiaohei inside.

And Ru Nan and Yi Luofei who were present, including Ouyang Wudan, all expressed shock after seeing this scene.

Martial arts master?

Runan and Elofe have never met, is this it?

After Ouyang Wudan showed a hint of surprise, he held his right hand on crutches and turned it slightly. Invisibly, the countless silver needles he fired seemed to be much more violent.

It's just that, next, Ouyang Wudan's face became a little solemn. Because the next scene was even more unexpected to him.

I saw that countless silver needles came in an instant.

Bang Bang Bang!

One by one, the sharp silver needles were blocked after hitting the petals wrapped around Han Xiaohei's body.

No, it's not just blocked, it looks more like it's being adsorbed on it. Those petals, like magnets, firmly adsorbed every silver needle on it.

It's no wonder that Ouyang Wudan's face is a little dignified. Although this trick is not his forte, but in the entire rivers and lakes, there are very few people who can crack it.

Right now, it's easy to crack by a hairy boy, this kid is not simple!

"Not bad, not bad!" Ouyang Wu nodded with a smile, looking at Han Xiaohei's eyes, like a hungry wolf, looking at a little sheep.

"You still use you, of course Lao Tzu is good, take it, dead pervert/pervert!" Han Xiaohei shouted angrily, and the movements on his hands became unpredictable again.

The moment he stopped, the petals wrapped around his body were completely in full bloom.

The countless silver needles that were attached to it also burst towards their owners as if they had been ordered.

Give somebody a taste of his own medicine? It seems that this sentence is not appropriate, it should be borrowed from strength.

Looking at the countless silver needles that were overwhelming, Ouyang Wudan obviously didn't expect Han Xiaohei to do this. However, it didn't make him panic.

I saw that his toes were light, and the person had already flown several meters above the ground. Then, with a wave of his right hand. The crutch with the big lantern on his hand, in his hand, is like Sun Wukong holding a golden hoop stick, making it to the peak.

Bang Bang Bang!

Countless silver needles were all knocked down by Ouyang Wu's gall in a few blinks of an eye. It's just that Ouyang Wudan didn't have time to be complacent, and his face was shocked again.

Because, Han Xiaohei has already forced over.

Han Xiaohei's whole person, like a flying arrow, burst out. And the petals wrapped around him also seemed to form the shape of a palm at this time. It's just that this shape is larger than the size of an adult.

This is the flower hand, this is the flower alone!

Han Xiaohei came suddenly, and the offensive was extremely fierce. Ouyang Wu, who was a little caught off guard, scolded loudly, then raised his cane and spun it quickly. The speed of rotation makes the crutches seem to form a wall. And Ouyang Wudan also wanted to use this method to resist the opponent's extremely fierce blow.

The two collide!

Boom!

This sound is not earth-shattering, but it also caused hundreds of tiles on the roofs on both sides to slip down.

And Elofe and Runan were even more shocked by this sound, and their ears were a little ringing.

They couldn't take care of themselves and looked at Han Xiaohei worriedly.

Elofe didn't understand, but Runan did.

Those two are purely a contest of internal forces!

Internal force, for a person who practices martial arts, the depth of internal force is somewhat related to the age of the individual.

is like an old-timer who has been practicing martial arts for decades, Rao is in front of a genius junior who is against the sky, and in terms of internal strength, he definitely has the upper hand.

It is precisely like this, the young Han Xiaohei, in front of Ouyang Wudan, who is seventy or eighty, does not seem to lose a cent.

That's why Runan was even more shocked.

Not only Runan, but also Ouyang Wudan, was never expected. I thought that this kid would be lightly beaten away by him, but now he has been held on by this kid for so long.

"Keep going, boy, you're going to die!" Ouyang Wudan reminded with a sneer.

"Death is death, even if you want to die, I will pull you on your back!" Han Xiaohei was like crazy, and his eyes seemed to be washed with blood.

"Bastard! The old man still has to study you well, how can he be willing to let you die! Break! Ouyang Wu screamed, and more internal force was injected into the crutches.

It's just that while Ouyang Wugu knocked Han Xiaohei away, he himself stumbled back more than ten meters.

Before he could stabilize his body, he heard a harsh scolding from the other side.

"Dead pervert/pervert, I still have something to do today, I'll play with you another day. Spiral Nine Shadows! ”

Sou!

Han Xiaohei used another mastery taught to him by the old monster, the Spiral Nine Shadows, took Yiluofei and Runan, thought about the other end of the alley, and disappeared.

"Little bastard, I'm ......" Ouyang Wu wanted to catch up, but his chest suddenly hurt. The internal qi was in chaos, and he had to temporarily recuperate.

A few seconds later, Ouyang Wu was as bold as before. It's just that there was a look of consternation on his dead face.

That kid is not simple, not only did he break his tricks one after another, but in the end, in the contest of internal strength, he even made him suffer a little loss!

Who the hell is that kid? Under whom?

Ouyang Wu sneered, on a dead man's face, I don't know if it was anger or excitement, anyway, it was extremely hideous.

There are not many people in the world who can escape the clutches of his poisonous venerable!