"Sure enough, my elder brother is better than me!" Du Jinlong's younger brothers said with heartfelt emotion.
Myth, after all, is a myth, which can not be easily broken by any individual. If other people can't, this old man can't!
"Boy, who is your teacher and who is your master? Maybe I'm an old friend of your school." The old man in Tang costume has some disordered breath. He looks at Han Fei and says.
The so-called old friend theory is nothing more than a tactic of delaying the war. Try to buy more time for himself to adjust his breath as soon as possible. At present, he is manic of Qi and blood, and his meridians are not smooth. If Han Fei starts at this time, he may not have the strength to fight back.
"Old man, you seem to have acquaintances in all aspects. What did you do in your early years?" Han Fei joked.
Seeing that Han feizhen is not in a hurry to fight, the old man in Tang costume is suddenly happy. At present, as long as he tries to stabilize the other party and fight for the time to adjust his interest as much as possible.
"When you were young, you had a lot of friends. You had a lot of friends with Tianjiao of all the major sects. If you can make such achievements when you are young, maybe you are an old friend.
Young man, you might as well tell us where your school is. Maybe the flood has washed the Dragon King temple Said the old man in Tang costume.
"Who's going to rush to the Dragon King Temple, isn't it?" Han Fei joked.
When people around them saw that they were chatting with each other as if they were alone, they were sweating in their hearts.
One of them is an old monster who has been famous for a long time, and the other is the myth of invincibility in their hearts. They can't get involved in such a battle.
Even if some people want to remind the old man not to give him a chance to breathe, they are still afraid that speaking rashly will interrupt Han Fei's calculation.
Zhang Xu is nervous looking at the two men in the battlefield. He can see that the old man in Tang costume is fighting for time for his own breathing adjustment. Even he can see the way. There's no reason why elder brother can't see it!
Zhang Xu hesitated for a long time. After all, he didn't talk much. He was afraid that Han Fei wasn't as relaxed as he seemed. While the old man in Tang Dynasty quickly adjusted his breath, Han Fei was also controlling his Qi and blood.
If you open your mouth rashly and break the balance, the result is really unexpected.
"Why don't you say that the minister is in no pain? The old man vomited two mouthfuls of blood just now. It's time to take advantage of his illness to kill him!" A little guy murmured.
"You can think of everything you know. How could Minister Han not have expected it? I think he must have his own plan."
"Yes, even if we go up now, we'll make a mess, but after all, the old man is really powerful! If the chapter he just wrote hit us, I'm afraid nine lives would not be enough for us to die! "
"That is to say, our minister is extremely talented. Otherwise, if the old man gets mad, I'm afraid we'll have to explain it here today."
The guys around talked about it. As long as the old man didn't fall down for a moment, their nerves would not relax. After all, he was a famous old monster.
Although Zhang Xu suffered a lot of internal injuries in the previous competition, he still couldn't leave for his own morale.
At the moment, five minutes have passed since Han Fei and the old man in Tang costume started. The old man's face has finally returned to normal, and his breath has become longer and longer.
Han Fei sees all this in his eyes, and a sneer appears at the corner of his mouth. It takes five minutes for the three-stage breathing adjustment to recover his Qi and blood. Han Fei can also judge where the old man's limit is now.
For example, although there is enough gas on the stove, if the gas inlet valve is so big, the fire will not break out.
Just now that seemingly meaningless gossip, it's obvious that the old man in Tang costume took advantage of it and took the opportunity to adjust his internal interest to the peak. But how could it not be that Han Fei found out his background?
Before the Tang Dynasty, the old man said that Han Fei had a secret injury on his body and his strength was damaged. That's right, but it's true that he can't give full play to his strength right now.
Of course, Han Fei doesn't have to do his best to deal with the old man in Tang costume. He can only use a few percent of his strength to knock him down. Han Fei also needs a rough judgment, otherwise it will be more than the loss.
After all, after leaving that place, Han Fei can not use the internal information as much as possible without using it. Even when he has to use it, he can also try not to waste a bit.
Otherwise, the balance in his body will be broken, and he has to go back to that place to rest for a while. If Qingxue hadn't broken the ancient jade he used to suppress Qi and blood, Han Fei would not be so tied up as he is now.
It's just an old man. Just slap him to death.
At the moment, the old man in Tang costume consciously occupied the advantage, which has a little old friend's friendship appearance, directly directed at Han Fei is just a fierce slap.
Han Fei laughs and raises his hand to greet him with a fist. Both sides are shocked again and step back a few steps. It's just that at this time, the old man in Tang costume is obviously energetic, and the fun on Han Fei's face becomes more intense.
"Boy, I've lost my sight before. In my early years, I had a deep understanding of the true legend of esoteric school. I thought that no one could match the three-stage interest rate adjustment. I didn't expect that your interest rate adjustment speed was not lower than mine. Only this, you should be the best among the younger generation!" Said the old man in Tang costume.
Although his mouth was full of praise, the old man in Tang costume didn't dare to be careless, and his face became more and more serious.
After all, he is a well-known senior figure, and he uses secret methods and deceit, but he has always been in a stalemate with Han Fei, a young man, which has made him feel a great shame.
Think about when I heard the following people mention this Han Fei, he only thought that Han Fei was a jerk with Kung Fu, just a flick of the finger could make him go to hell.
But now he can't get the upper hand with all his means. The shock in his heart can be imagined. It's the first time that he has met such a powerful enemy since he came out of the world!
"Is the three-stage interest rate adjustment great? After all, you're just a frog in the well. I thought you were an old generation of people in the Jianghu. You should have some skills to press the bottom of the box, but you let me down after all. You're too weak. " Han Fei light mouth way.
The old man in Tang Dynasty can't help but twitch his lips. He places Han Fei, the younger generation, at the same height as him. He thinks that he respects his opponent very much. Unexpectedly, he doesn't take himself seriously from the beginning to the end.
As for the Kungfu of pressing the bottom of the box, he clearly moved it out at the beginning. The secret method that can instantly enhance the combat power several times is the same in that sect, but it can't be changed. Han Fei, how can he do it!
Of course, this can't be said in front of Han Fei's face, or he will hit himself in the face. Fortunately, he learned a set of domineering boxing with an ancient Indian boxer when he was exiled abroad.
Although this set of fists hurt the enemy by 1000 and hurt the enemy by 800, it's a bit similar to the meaning of seven injury fists written by master Jin. He never uses it lightly until the critical moment.
But now ordinary means can't let him win, and he can only fight for the risk of losing Shouyuan to show this set of domineering boxing!
"Boy, I admit that you are very strong, but you are just a young generation. I don't know how thick the sky is, and how many tricks the old generation of people in the Jianghu have. It's beyond your imagination.
Congratulations on your success in angering me. I'm lucky to see this powerful killing fist. With only five moves, I'll take your life in my hand! " The old man in Tang costume said coldly.
"Noisy, kill you, one move is enough." Han Fei said with a faint smile.
"You are arrogant
The old man in Tang costume was very angry. At the moment, he clenched his fists, and a lot of fighting spirit gushed out of him. His thin body suddenly expanded.
A piece of muscle foam from the thin trunk up, just three breathing time from an old man in his twilight years into a man in his forties.
Apart from the white hair on his head and the old man's spots on his face, it was impossible to connect him with an old man. When people saw this scene, they could not help but scream.
Only Han Fei, with no sadness or joy on his face, looked at each other so lightly. This secret method of burning essence and blood is no different from magic. After this war, the old man will lose at least five years of life.
However, from the moment when he was ruthless, his death was doomed, and the loss of Shouyuan was insignificant now.
"Boy! I've only used my fist three times in my life, and I've killed one of Tianzong's arrogants every time. It's worth your life to die under this set of fist Said the old man in Tang costume.
This feeling of returning to the peak made him confident. No matter how evil he was, he would die under his fist!
"I said that if you really do it, you must be the one who falls down here. Originally, you bowed your head to admit that there was nothing wrong, but you didn't know how to cherish the opportunity. Next year, today, I will send people to your grave to worship." Han Fei said.
"Lizi is arrogant! You're all going to die today! " The old man in Tang costume was angry, and then he drank like a meteor.
As for Han Fei, he clenched his fist and rushed to the old man with thunder.
The speed of the two men had already exceeded the limit of visual capture. People only felt that the two long dragons collided with each other. A circle of air waves spread from the place where they met in an instant, and lifted them to the ground in an instant.
When the smoke dispersed, they helped each other to get up from the ground. Han feizheng took out a bag of big Su and lit a cigarette. He looked a little tired.
As for the old man in Tang costume, he was still the same as he was in his prime, standing motionless in the same place, still holding the boxing posture, like a fresh wax statue.
"Is this... The end of it?"
"No... no, it doesn't look like the old man has nothing to do with it."
"No, it's not that our elder brother is really overwhelmed! Guys, copy! This old thing is at the end of the storm. Let's cut it down one by one, and we'll cut it to pieces! "
At this time, the old man in Tang costume moved. His arm, which had been pushed out like a steel gun, suddenly dropped down, and a bloodstain fell from the corner of his mouth.
"I lost. You are more powerful than I expected. I'm not wronged to die in your hands. I just want to know what kind of fist you just used." The old man in Tang costume said calmly that the vitality in his eyes was gradually fading away.