The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, as promised, turned into a mighty dragon

Chapter 15 The air he slapped became sticky

"Cook? Haha!"

Zhong Zhen came not far from Li Dazui and did not say any excessively mocking words.

But the disdain contained in the word "haha" can be felt by any normal person.

As we all know, the Thirteen Taibao of Songshan are masters of cross-training. Most of the Henglian masters are good at fists and kicks, and clues can be found from the gangsters such as Fei Bin of Da Songyang, Ding Mian of Tota, Lu Bai of Crane, Lehou of Da Yin Yang, etc.

But there are surprises.

At this time, Zhong Zhen, who was killing Li Dazui, was an exception.

He is called the Nine-curved Sword and is naturally the best at swordsmanship.

Right!

The Songshan Sword Sect is, after all, one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects. It doesn't make sense that they are all good at boxing and kicking.

However, at this time, Zhong Zhen, known as the Nine-curved Sword, gave up using the sword.

His idea is also very simple.

To deal with a cook, you still need to use your best sword, and you will lose his face for nothing.

I saw that Zhong Zhen suddenly lifted his feet, and the soles of his feet were already raised to the top of his head.

Immediately, his body turned 360 degrees, and his bloated, non-human-shaped thighs crashed down like a windmill.

The extreme speed caused violent explosions in the air, like howling ghosts and wolves.

Within a breath, he was already in front of Li Dazui.

"This cook will be disabled even if he doesn't die!"

In fact, Zhong Zhen had already figured out that when the sole of his foot fell, there were two loud cracking sounds, and the cook didn't even have time to scream, and flew out like a cannonball. Eventually turned into a pile of mud.

In fact, not only Zhong Zhen thought so, but also the onlookers, why didn't they think so too?
After just a moment, Zhong Zhen woke up from his thoughts, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted: "Not good!"

not good?

What exactly happened?
It turned out that at this moment, the surrounding air became thicker than liquid.

It was so viscous that Zhong Zhen felt a suffocating feeling.

By the way, how could the air become thick?

And such a scene happened because the cook he despised took action.

Earlier, the fat man looked a little silly.

However, the moment he took action, he changed.

It was obviously just a push with both hands, but almost substantial Qi was shot out of the cook's hands.

When it came across the sky, it turned into a ferocious and terrifying real dragon.

This real dragon is too fast, and its cross-section is a bit large. The real dragon squeezes the void, making the thin air thick and sticky. Even turned into a yoke of terror.

The violent breath made Zhong Zhen's face tremble wildly. He opened and closed his mouth vigorously, and the internal energy in his body exploded. He wanted to forcefully twist his body.

However, the distance between the two was so close that nothing could be done in time.

With a bang, the dragon-shaped zhenqi hit Zhong Zhen's right leg as he pushed forward.

Click!

Without any hesitation, Zhong Zhen's right leg was beaten in half on the spot.

Some people said that Zhong Zhen's leg was only broken in half.

He still has hands.

He also has the best swordsmanship.

It's just human beings, after all, not made of steel.

Even Zhong Zhen of Lao Jianghu, when his right leg was folded in half, the pain made his whole body tremble and his face turned pale.

Even the sword in his hand cannot be held firmly, so where is the fighting power?

"One palm strikes a dragon-shaped aura. Could it be the legendary Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms with invincible external power?"

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look horrified.

Dongfang Bubai was also startled. However, she had more on her mind.

Su Qing said that the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms that were randomly spread were true, but what about the so-called Wushuang City?

Are the heavens, the underworld, and the imperial dynasty also real?

Just as she was thinking, another burst of incredible exclamations came one after another.

"How unwise!

This Bai Yutang is a thief saint. He is obviously the best at Qinggong. He can completely use his unparalleled Qinggong to defeat Bu Shen.

Because of Bu Chen's provocative words, he flew directly towards Bu Chen, wanting to confront him head-on. "

"Seeing the Thief Saint who is very good at Qinggong colliding with the Thirteen Taibao who is practicing horizontal training and whose body is like a rock, isn't this just throwing an egg against a rock and getting killed?"

……

It turned out that when Bai Zhantang rescued Liu Zhengfeng's family, he used the sunflower acupoint technique to reveal his identity.

Just like this, it also caused ridicule.

The bursts of discussion also interrupted Dongfang Bubai's thoughts.

At the same time, she also cast curious eyes over him.

The scene that caught his eyelids was Bai Zhantang rushing towards Bu Chen.

At first glance, Bai Zhantang is like a moth rushing to the flame, as if he is really asking for death?
However, Dongfang Bubai remembered that Su Qing just said that Thief Saint Bai Zhantang had practiced the Golden Bell Shield of the Thirteen Taibao of Henglian.

"Let me see from this head-to-head confrontation how good the quality of the Henglian Thirteen Taibao Golden Bell is compared to the popular Thirteen Taibao Golden Bell in the world."

Thinking of this, her eyes were fixed on Bai Zhantang, but she was very much looking forward to the next scene.

To be honest, in Bu Chen's eyes, this Thief Saint has a pretty good reputation among the world.

This kind of skill is not bad, but it is just a light skill without any real powerful fighting ability.

If so, he could close the distance with Bai Yutang and finish him off with one punch.

"Just wanting to close the distance with the Thief Saint is not easy."

Zhong Zhen wanted to kill Li Dazui, but Bu Chen's original plan was just to contain the Thief Saint Bai Yutang.

Even though he had already made up his mind like this, he still instinctively wanted to ridicule him just now: "Thief Saint Bai Yutang, whose Qinggong is just okay, is different from our Songshan Thirteen Taibao, a real man who practices horizontal martial arts." , there is no possibility of comparison at all.”

When speaking, Bu Chen spoke with disdain, and obviously also had thoughts of provocation.

Of course, he didn't think that his provoking method would work.

After all, the Thief Saint can be regarded as an old man.

However, he did not expect that the Thief Saint opposite him was really a bit stupid.

He just said simple words, but the other party actually rushed towards him.

For a moment, there were only two words in Bu Chen's mind, and that was mentally retarded.

What made him even more ridiculous was that Bai Zhantang, who was willing to die on his own initiative, actually said this: "What are you, the Thirteenth Taibao? You don't even understand the real Thirteenth Taibao, Heng Lian, yet you dare to call yourself the Thirteenth Taibao.

Today I will let you see what the real Thirteen Taibao Henglian is! "

Forehead!
Bu Chen felt that it was ridiculous.

To say that they, the Thirteen Taibao, do not know how to practice cross-training is not a joke.

Bu Chen laughed absurdly.

But he quickly suppressed it again.

Because the clown who had thrown himself into a trap, when his body swept across the air, a golden light suddenly burst out from his chest.

Then, a golden bell like a substance condensed around his body.

Bai Zhantang is extremely fast. It rubbed violently with the air and seemed to be ignited.

What was ignited at the same time was the fear and horror in Bu Chen's heart.

A huge sense of crisis arose spontaneously, making him tremble all over and almost unable to move forward.

I could only watch helplessly as the golden bell came across the sky.

(End of this chapter)