Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fighting Methods
"You dare to do it first?.." He Qi reacted quickly, and with a lift of his right hand, he actually blocked Wang Anyuan's punch, but the whole person took two steps back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I'll go, it's quite strong." He Qi looked at Wang Anyuan with a look of surprise and sighed.
As everyone knows, the shock in Wang Anyuan's heart is even worse.
He just punched with anger, although he didn't bring spiritual power, but with his current physical strength, it was enough to knock a strong man several meters away. I didn't expect that He Qi, who looked like he didn't pull a few points, would be able to follow.
"Boy, it looks like you're still a practitioner, no wonder you're so crazy. It seems that the Seventh Master can't teach you a good lesson today. ”
He Qi snorted twice, thrust the iron rod in his hand into his waist, and also put on a posture.
"I'm not bullying you either, empty-handed."
This is a particular person.
He Qi screamed "I'll fight" like Bruce Lee, and kicked Wang Anyuan with a kick.
Wang Anyuan stretched out his hand to block it, his hands and feet touched, and his body was shaken fiercely.
Nimbus! Immortal cultivator! Wang Anyuan's gaze changed suddenly.
No wonder you can block your own punch, since everyone is on the same path, then you don't have to be polite.
Wang Anyuan's face was cold, the aura in his body surged, and with a force in his hand, he grabbed He Qi and pulled him over.
Although He Qi had aura on his feet, he was extremely weak, and he scattered after a beat. At that moment, he exclaimed in a panic, and was pulled to him by Wang Anyuan.
Wang Anyuan showed no mercy, first hit him in the stomach, but this time he shot with all his strength, almost didn't knock out his eyeballs, and then opened a few big slaps left and right, and finally kicked him out with a kick.
He Qi knocked down a few tables and chairs all the way like a rolling gourd, and then slammed on the wall with a "bang", his head full of stars.
"Wang Anyuan, you start lightly, don't make trouble." Xue Bing couldn't help but speak, she was a policeman after all, although her heart was on Wang Anyuan's side, she was still a little unbearable.
"Don't worry." Wang Anyuan sneered, "This guy is very grass-tolerant." ”
He Qi finally came back to his senses at this time, he shook his head, stood up as if nothing happened, looked confused, and looked for a long time to find Wang Anyuan's position.
"I'll go to your uncle's, it turns out that you are a cultivator." He Qiwa shouted, so angry that his eyes became bigger.
"The seventh master is not polite to you, suffer death, boy."
He Qiyi pulled out the iron rod on his waist, and he didn't see how he moved, but he saw the iron rod spinning and flying staggeringly.
"Ahh Li Xiaoting was so shocked that she covered her mouth suddenly, and Xue Bing was also shocked, but she had just seen Wang Anyuan fight against man-eating monsters yesterday, and her mental endurance had already risen several notches, and she was a little surprised.
Wang Anyuan was also startled, and then quickly reacted that this should be a magic weapon.
Then the iron rod changed again. I saw He Qi pinching a few tricks in his hand, and the iron rod slowly melted like a popsicle, turning into a puddle of molten iron, and then condensed into a blue light shining short knife again.
"Xue Bing, you guys quickly hide in the corner." Wang Anyuan turned his head and said a word, looking at the blue short knife as if facing a great enemy.
When Xue Bing heard this, he hurriedly pulled up the stunned Li Xiaoting and hid to the side.
He Qi seemed to have a little difficulty manipulating the short knife, sweating profusely, and it took a long time to hold back one word: "Go." ”
He Qi probed his fingers, and the short knife in mid-air suddenly flew towards Wang Anyuan like a remote-controlled plane.
The speed of the short knife is so amazing that it is impossible to capture the trajectory of flight. When Wang Anyuan heard the sound of "go", a hint of alarm suddenly flashed in his heart, and his hair stood on end, and he didn't even have time to think about it.
When he looked back, the short knife was straight into his original position, the hilt was sinking below the ground, and there was a "snort" sound on the floor, as if it had been corroded.
Damn, it's still poisonous. Wang Anyuan scolded secretly, and his mind quickly thought of ways to deal with it.
He Qiyi couldn't hit it, his face was distorted and deformed, and his hands were even more difficult. He gritted his teeth, stared at Wang Anyuan and shouted again tremblingly.
"Go."
I'll go to your uncle's. Wang Anyuan is also on fire, there is no magic weapon to bully my brother, my brother took it out and scared you to death.
Seeing that the tip of the short knife turned and was about to follow again, Wang Anyuan simply let it go, opened his mouth, and shouted.
"Uhhh
Good guy, I saw a big mouthful of saliva flying out of the distance, spraying He Qi all over his face.
He Qi was stunned.
What's the situation, the fighting method still has spit?
His face turned green with anger: "You bastard, dare to insult your seventh master, go to death." ”
Wang Anyuan is also stupid, I don't fucking want to spit, I want to squirt out my "chocolate ball".
Why didn't it work?
At this time, the blue short knife had already flown over with He Qi's anger.
Wang Anyuan rolled an old donkey and dodged in embarrassment, and he was about to cry in his heart.
My little ancestor, why are you not working at the critical moment, buddy, I am going to be forced to a dead end. Hurry up and come out and kill this ugly man with kidney deficiency.
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He Qi was so angry that he wiped the saliva all over his face, and for a while, he used his blue short knife to dance like a windmill, and Wang Anyuan, who was in a hurry, was running around the house.
Seeing that he was cornered, Wang Anyuan, who had a dry mouth, subconsciously scolded: "Grass." ”
This sound of "grass" seemed to touch an invisible silk thread, and the natal fairy ball in Wang Anyuan's dantian trembled slightly, and suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, Wang Anyuan's mouth bloomed before he could close it.
The next moment, I only heard the sound of "bell", as if jade resonated, and it seemed like blades were connected.
Before everyone could see what was happening, they saw that the blue short knife in mid-air had broken in two and fell to the ground, dim.
Wang Anyuan swallowed the "chocolate ball" of Zaili Miraculous Gong into his stomach, but He Qi in front of him was hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"You.." He Qi's already pale face became like paper, his eyes were as big as copper bells, his hands trembled like sifting chaff, he trembled and raised his hand to point at Wang Anyuan, and before he finished speaking, his eyelids rolled and he fainted.
Wang Anyuan walked up and gently tossed He Qi with his foot, like a dead fish, motionless.
He was shocked and probed He Qi's snort.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's gasy." He turned around and shouted at Xue Bing, who walked forward.
"Wang Anyuan, what are you going to do with him?" Xue Bing asked.
Wang Anyuan thought for a while and said, "He broke into the house and destroyed property, and he also intended to murder me, the shopkeeper, you can arrest him." ”
"Hmm." Xue Bing thought about it for a while, but this was not too much.
She was about to handcuff He Qi and take him away, but Wang Anyuan suddenly stopped her.
"Wait a minute."
"What's wrong?" Xue Bing glanced at him suspiciously.
Wang Anyuan's hands burst out with bright thunder, rubbing his fists, gritting his teeth and hating:
"This bastard just made me like a grandson, I'm going to get out of my anger..."
Xue Bing was stunned and laughed dumbly.
This careful-eyed man.