Chapter 1221: Dane En of the Evil Gate
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I saw the Grim Reaper laugh wildly, spread his legs, raised his arms, and actually posed in a Tai Chi starting pose. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)
Yang Luo's figure pounced on him like lightning, raised his leg and buckled it towards the neck of the god of death, and the strong wind blew the clothes of the god of death.
"Bang!"
Yang Luo's feet were fiercely buckled on the neck of the god of death, the shoulder of the god of death shook, Yang Luo's body flew up in the air, rotating three hundred and sixty degrees in the air, the muscles of the whole body fluctuated strangely, the right arm was extended, and the five fingers clenched into a fist and went straight to the chest of the god of death, the fist cut through the air and brought a hot air current, and the sound of wind and thunder was faintly heard.
"Bang!"
The fist slammed into the chest of the god of death, only to see the chest of the god of death contract, and then straighten the chest, Yang Luo's body flew back upside down again, and fell to the ground with a thud.
At this time, the blood angels, ghost foxes, and scorpions also pounced, and their fists and legs came out together.
"Bang Bang Bang !!!"
The fists and feet were connected, and the collision sound of ** was like a muffled thunder in the clear sky, and the banging sound was endless. The figure flickered very quickly, and a gust of wind blew around it, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground, obscuring the sky and the sun.
It seemed like an instant, as if it was a century, and a few muffled snorts and coquettish voices were heard, and more than a dozen figures flew upside down in all directions like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, blood splattered in the air, and more than a dozen people fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Luo got up on the ground, his throat was sweet, and he forcibly swallowed the blood that was about to be spit out.
The Blood Angels stood up with each other's arms, blood stains on their mouths.
In this round of confrontation, the Grim Reaper is not very comfortable. The clothes on his body were already tattered, and after being punched by Yang Luo with all his might, his chest was swollen, he was already injured, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot. And his face was also blue and purple, and in some places the skin was broken, and I don't know how many kicks and fists he had received on that face.
Yang Luo shook his numb right arm, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "How are you doing?"
The blood angel said indifferently: "It's okay!"
Yang Luo glanced at her, nodded, and then looked at the others, Ghost Fox, Wu Ke and Wu Su stood there supporting each other, their heads scattered, their faces pale, and they were obviously not lightly injured.
"You three take a break, and then leave it to us. â
Nangong Feng and Scorpion slowly walked to Yang Luo's side with a limp, Nangong Feng rolled his throat and said, "Damn, it's really Xiaoqiang who can't be killed." â
Yang Luo looked at the Grim Reaper and grinned, "I have to say, you are indeed very perverted, and the punch I used with all my strength actually only slightly injured you." However, the taste of group beating is not pleasant. â
The murderous intent in the eyes of the god of death became stronger and stronger, and he didn't care about the wound on his chest, but just raised his hand and touched his face. What he cared about the most was this face, but he couldn't imagine that the other party was so despicable and greeted him in the face, and now it was a little swollen, how could he not be angry.
"You're all going to die!"
No one noticed that at the mouth of the alley in the west, Dai Enen and Song Wei were hiding in the corner and looking at this place with their heads ghosted.
"Oh, Sister En'en, hurry up and find a way, Yang Luo and they can't beat that monster. Song Wei's little girl was a little anxious, and took Dai Enen's hand and said in a coquettish voice.
Dainen's eyes rolled for a while, and then he lay on Song Wei's ear and muttered.
Song Wei nodded his little head violently, his face flashed with excitement, opened the small bag on Danen's back, took out something in it, and held it tightly in his hand, and then the two little girls stepped onto the motorcycle parked beside him.
On the roof of a private house not far away stood four people, the oldest was in his fifties, his head was gray, and the youngest was also in his forties, all wearing Tang costumes, looking at death with solemn faces.
A middle-aged man in his forties said: "What kind of kung fu is he practicing, it's simply invulnerable." â
An old man with a somewhat thin figure frowned and said, "It seems to be a combination of Tai Chi, Jiu-Jitsu, Yoga, and Bone Shrinkage, which is a series of its own." â
A tall old man nodded and said, "It's incredible to be able to train all the bones, joints and muscles in the body to this level. But I think he must have internal injuries in this kind of practice, maybe he doesn't show up now, but it won't take a few years to explode, even if no one kills him, he won't live to be fifty years old. â
The thin old man said, "It is estimated that it will take a lot of effort for the four of us to join forces to kill him. â
The tall old man said: "If you can't kill him, entangle him, let the young master and them leave, and then contact the masters in the gang, you must kill him, and you must not let him live." â
He didn't speak, and the short middle-aged man said: "Young master, they are not lightly injured, if they are fighting, the consequences are unpredictable, let's go down." â
The other three nodded, and were about to leave, when the tall old man waved his hand: "Wait!" and all four of them looked to the west.
The murderous aura on the god of death's body boiled, pressing down on Yang Luo and them as if it were substance. Just when he wanted to make a move, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly came faintly behind him, and after a short time, two snow-white headlights shone through the black curtain, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.
"I'm coming!" Dainen's shout sounded, and in the blink of an eye, a four-tire, very special motorcycle stopped not far away, Dainen and Song Wei jumped out of the car, and then walked over with a smile.
When the two girls came to Death's side, they stood there and looked him up and down, and then looked at Yang Luo and them.
Dane took the lollipop out of his mouth and stuck out his tongue and licked it with pleasure.
"Yang Luo, so many of you can't beat this foreign devil?"
The ghost fox was a little anxious, and shouted weakly, "You two hurry up." After speaking, he was about to rush up, but was grabbed by Yang Luo, and said softly: "Don't worry, this girl is very ghostly, and there is no one who can make her suffer." â
Dainen took the lollipop, looked at the Grim Reaper again, and suddenly screamed, and said excitedly: "You are so handsome!" After speaking, he raised the lollipop, "Handsome brother, give you a lollipop!"
The Grim Reaper's face was expressionless, and he looked at Dai Enen and Song Wei coldly. In his eyes, there is no distinction between beautiful and ugly men and women, only dead and alive.
"Little girl, you are so beautiful, why do you have to run here to die. â
Dane En grinned, stretched out his slender finger and shook it, "I can beat you with one finger, do you believe it?"
Hearing Dai Enen's words, the expression on Nangong Feng's face was very strange, and his body couldn't help but shudder. And Yang Luo's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly remembered Dain's secret weapon, and laughed.
"You can still laugh? Eun they're dangerous, hurry up and let them come. The ghost fox said angrily.
Yang Luo said softly: "Dainen has a secret weapon, but he doesn't know it, and it doesn't work against death." â
"What secret weapon?" asked the ghost fox suspiciously.
Yang Luo shook his head: "You'll know in a while." After speaking, his body suddenly tensed, preparing that in case Dain's things didn't work, he had to shoot as quickly as possible, lest death kill Dain's hands.
The Grim Reaper frowned, but he couldn't feel any danger from Daneen, he was just an ordinary person.
"I don't know whether to live or die, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. After speaking, there was a sneer on his face, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he slowly grabbed Dain's neck. In his eyes, Dane En was not even an ant, and two fingers could easily pinch off the snow-white little neck.
Dain's fingers lightly touched Death's hand, and time seemed to stand still. Dane En tilted his head and looked at the Grim Reaper. I saw that the body of the god of death froze there, the expression on his face was very strange, his eyes were wide, and then he roared wildly, flew back, and stomped on the ground with his feet to stabilize his body, and his body was still shaking slightly.
Except for Yang Luo and Nangong Feng, everyone was stupid, whether they knew the little girl or not, just now the god of death shot at her, and everyone secretly shouted that it was over. This is the battle between the ant and the elephant, and the little girl is dead. But the next exhibition was beyond their expectations, looking at Dain's petite body, slender fingers as green onions, it was estimated that they would break if they touched it, and they forced the god of death back so lightly, and the god of death seemed to have suffered a big loss.
"! what kind of kung fu is this?" said Mad Bull incredulously.
The Blood Angel and the Ghost Fox both looked at Yang Luo, their eyes full of doubts.
The corners of Yang Luo's mouth hooked up with a smile, and his tense body relaxed: "You will ask that little girl later." â
The four people standing on the roof were also stunned, and the middle-aged man's face kept changing, "What kind of kung fu did that little girl do, she forced death back with one finger, which is too evil." â
The tall old man said: "How do I think that girl doesn't look like a person who has practiced martial arts, it's really incomprehensible." â
The other two looked at Dane thoughtfully.
Dain En sighed, looked at his fingers, and then looked at the Grim Reaper, "You can actually resist my Yang finger and be fine, no wonder Yang Luo and so many of them can't beat you." â
Hearing what Dai Enen said, the muscles on Nangong Feng's face twitched, and he muttered, "Didn't she fight cattle across the mountain? â
Yang Luo said: "Idiot, you also believe her words. Today she said that it was a yang finger, and tomorrow she would say that it was the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and the day after tomorrow it would become a six-vein divine sword......"
The four people standing on the roof vaguely heard Dainen's words, and they all frowned, and the short middle-aged man said, "Yiyang Finger?
The tall old man shook his head: "Impossible, how can there be any yang finger." â
"But that's weird. The short, middle-aged man looked at Dane En suspiciously.
Another middle-aged man said, "Is it a special function?"
The thin old man said: "Although I have not seen a special function, it is indeed a zĂ i, and only this explanation can work." â
The tall old man said: "Whether it's a yang finger or a special function, that little girl is more evil than the god of death, and when I go back, I will inform my disciples that I will see how far away that girl is." â
Death's eyes shone with blue light, and there was a hint of excitement in addition to the murderous aura, "Yiyang Finger, is it your Chinese kung fu? â
Dainen blinked at the Grim Reaper with big eyes, and suddenly giggled, "I can also use the Six-Vein Divine Sword, which is more powerful than a Yang Finger, do you want to try it." With that, he raised his hand, and Death's face changed, and his body swept through the air with an afterimage, dodging Dain's finger pointing at him.
"Giggle......" Dainen laughed again, "I amused you, I saw that I scared you, so cowardly, I actually came to China to kill people." â
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