"So manly, so domineering, I like it very much."

"Black Dragon, Black Dragon, Black Dragon!"

"Haha, this little Japanese devil is really too weak. With this little strength, he dares to call us sick husbands in East Asia? Isn't this asking for abuse?"

The audience was boiling and everyone cheered.

Tang Long slapped Nakajima Village a few more times before hanging up the phone.

At this time, Nakajima Village was beaten to death, and this martial arts was probably completely useless.

"Baga!" Finally, Duanki Jiro, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but slapped the plaque with the words "Sick Man from East Asia" with his palm.

Looking at the flying plaque, Tang Long used his fingers and stroked hard, and then he heard a "puke" sound, and the wooden plaque was split from the middle by Tang Long.

At this moment, Duanki Jirofei shot out three flying needles and shot directly into Tang Long's eyes.

"It's so despicable, you actually use a hidden weapon?"

"Shameless villain, black dragon, make trouble for him!"

Seeing Duanmu Jiro secretly shot out three flying needles while Tang Long was distracted, his purpose was very obvious, just to shoot Tang Long blindly, and his intention was really vicious.

In fact, with Tang Long's strength, he could completely avoid those three flying needles.

But the person standing behind Tang Long can't escape. As long as he is hit by a flying needle, he will definitely die.

Tang Long used his perspective eyes and saw a purple shield barrier condensed in front of him, blocking the three flying needles.

Palala.

Without any warning, the three flying needles fell in front of Tang Long's eyes and made a crisp sound.

Duanmu Jiro exclaimed: "How is this... this? Gang... Gang Qi is released?"

hiss.

Duanmu Jiro took a breath, no wonder people say that China is a place where the tiger is hidden and the dragon is hidden, but this is not wrong at all.

The release of the qi is a strength that only the Danjin masters have.

I'm afraid there is no Dan power in the entire island country.

Too scary!

No wonder the senior in front of me could easily kill Nakajima Village!

Tag.

A drop of cold sweat fell, Duanmu Jiro looked at Tang Long with fear.

"So amazing, what kind of kung fu is this? Just glance at the flying needle, and the flying needle fell to the ground."

"It's so cool. I've never seen such a domineering look."

"Can't your eyes really kill people?"

Everyone was amazed and looked at Tang Long with admiration.

At this moment, two monks, one fat and one thin, came in at the door, followed by Bald Master and Luo Hou.

Oops!

Tang Long's face changed and he grabbed the marble pillar and climbed up "stop".

"Wandering the wall?"

Hiss, the thin monk Kongzhi took a breath of cold air and said, "It's indeed the Nine Yang Sutra."

"It's interesting, it's actually the Wanwu Youth." At this time, the fat monk Kong Yu walked forward. He pulled a few Buddhist beads from the Buddhist beads, and with a force, he heard a "whoosh". The Buddhist bead hit Tang Long's crotch and finally shot into the marble pillar.

The skinny monk Kongzhi said angrily: "Junior brother, who asked you to take action?"

The fat monk Kongyu curled his lips, jumped, stepped on the marble pillar with his toes, jumped up in the air, and grabbed Tang Long's back behind him.

"Young brother, no!" The thin monk Kong Zhi said in secret and was about to go forward to stop him, but it was too late.

Bang.

A crisp sound came out, and the fat monk Kong Yu's dragon claws directly grabbed into the marble pillar. He twisted it hard, and then there was a "click" sound. There was a claw print on the marble pillar, which was about an inch deep.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand?!

hiss.

He is truly a great monk in the Arhat Hall, and his strength is really terrifying.

Judging from the age of the fat monk, he is only about twenty years old?

No wonder people say that the world's martial arts are made from Shaolin!

"Ding, the Scud Talisman LV1 is being activated, and the speed doubles."

There was no choice but to activate a scull talisman. He saw that his speed suddenly doubled, grabbed the railing with his right hand, and his whole body soared into the air and landed steadily on the corridor.

And at this moment, Huang Xie rushed forward and waved his palm and slapped Tang Long.

"Master, why is this kid worthy of your attack? Let me do it!" Huang Xie smiled sinisterly and slapped Tang Long in the face with a palm.

Tang Long snorted angrily: "You want to stop me, because you want to stop me?"

puff!

With a point of guidance, a stream of blood spurted out from Huang Xie's palm, splashing Huang Xie's face.

"Ah, Master save me!" Huang Xie covered his right hand and shouted with pain.

And at this moment, Tang Long shrank and crawled out of the club's air window.

The fat monk Kong Yu held Huang Xie back with one hand, and his face changed: "It's actually the bone shrinkage skill? Who is this person? It seems that there is no such a monster among the younger generation, right? It's obviously just in the middle stage of the dark energy, but he can easily defeat the master of Huajin. It seems that this kid must have practiced the Nine Yang True Sutra."

"Master, hurry up and chase, that kid is about to escape." Huang Xie shouted with a resentful look on his face as he looked at the direction of the air window above his head.

The fat monk Kong Yu glared at Huang Xie fiercely and cursed angrily: "Chasing your sister, Master Buddha, I am so fat, do you think I can get through it?"

At this time, the thin monk Kongzhi chased after him and said angrily: "Junior brother, who told you to do it? Can't you be gentler? Now, you are chasing me, right?"

The fat monk Kong Yu curled his lips and said, "Don't I want to find the Taoist of the Wine as soon as possible?"

"Hey, I really regret taking you down the mountain. I would have brought Kongruo if I had known it." The skinny monk Kongzhi sighed and said helplessly.

No one expected that the fat monk would chase Tang Long?!

And as soon as he took action, he was hard qigong, which made everyone hold their breath.

Even Xia Bingyao couldn't help but open her mouth wide. It's so amazing? She can't get rid of Tang Long several streets in anger?

It seems that Tang Long has to be low-key in the future. If he meets a master like Fat Monk, wouldn’t Tang Long be the only one to be abused?

The fat monk Kong Yu looked disdainful and leaned his head on the 45 degrees. He didn't take the thin monk's words to heart at all.

Seeing that Tang Long suddenly escaped, Duanmu Jiro also breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, this time he came to Donghai to become famous and challenged Chinese Kung Fu.

Of course, Duanki Jiro's real goal is Sakura, because he had lost to Sakura.

However, compared with the Sakai Taoist, Duanmu Jiro wanted to defeat the two Shaolin monks in front of him.

In Duanmu Jiro's view, defeating the Shaolin monk is trampling on Chinese martial arts!

Looking at the two fat and thin monks walking towards the lobby on the first floor, Duanmu Jiro held his arms and smiled arrogantly: "Haha, everyone says that the world's martial arts are from Shaolin, and I, Duanmu Jiro, are the first to dissatisfie!"

"What do you mean?" Before the fat monk could speak, the thin monk was the first to come forward. His eyebrows were all put together, and a few blue veins were raised on his face. The sound of "KaKa" floor tiles shattered at the soles of his feet.

hiss.

What a powerful hard qigong. It seems that this thin monk is still stronger than the fat monk.

Duanmu Jiro said wildly: "Haha, what I mean is very simple. Your Shaolin martial arts are just rubbish. You don't even deserve the qualification to carry shoes for me Duanmu Jiro?!"
Chapter completed!