Wan Guiying kicked it, like an iron whip sweeping, tiger and tiger!

Huo Zongtang was in that kind of situation where his strength was exhausted, and he moved freely, and his body swayed lightly like a weak willow, and he avoided this kick very skillfully.

At the same time, his upper body was wrapped in circles with his hands, like two old vines, which suddenly clinged to Wan Guiying's calves.

Wan Guiying's brain buzzed, and she was a little stunned, and her face couldn't help but turn red!

The calf is a very sensitive part of people, let alone an untrained girl like Wan Guiying. Although her personality seems to be heroic and quite decisive and hearty, she is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl after all.

And as soon as this kid made a move, he grabbed his feet and touched his legs, and one paw even crossed the knee and buckled on the side of his thigh, which made people feel hot and soft.

She was ashamed and angry. Bastard, are you a joust or a hooligan, looking for death!

In her rage, she jerked her leg back. When the leg is retracted, it will be like a bow, and the next blow will be ten times more violent! What's more, seven or eight points of her kung fu are on this leg, and she has full confidence in her leg skills!

Huo Zongtang, you just wait to be beaten into a pig's head, this time I won't show mercy to my subordinates!

But something strange happened! As soon as she retracted her legs, she seemed to have no expected resistance at all - huh, so easy to pull back?

Wait, why did Mi Huo Zongtang's bastard also post it? His hateful claws, why is rice still tightly wrapped around his feet?

Wan Guiying's face was a little green, and she kicked her leg in shame and anger, wanting to kick Huo Zongtang away, but no matter how her leg moved, Huo Zongtang stuck to it like a fly, and she couldn't get it off!

And the weirdest thing is that that kid is such a big person, he suddenly became as light as a piece of paper, and he clasped his hands on his legs, as if he didn't feel any weight at all!

I'm going to-

I'm kicking!

I'm shook!

I sweep!

I'm shaking!

I......

But no matter how much she struggled, it was useless! She felt like she had stepped on a piece of gum-stuck paper, and she couldn't shake it off, and that feeling was so annoying!

This kind of indiscriminate kung fu is hated to death, and Huo Zongtang, who uses this kind of indiscriminate kung fu, is even more obscene and hateful!

"Huo Zongtang, you, you are shameless with this trick, touch other people's feet! There's a kind of you let go of a real knife and a real gun! ”

Huo Zongtang ignored her: "There is a kind of you pulling your feet out!" ”

"You!"

During the entanglement, she suddenly came to her senses, I was really dizzy, my attention was all on this leg, what are you doing with my hands idle, pumping him!

So he immediately pulled his foot back and put it down, and punched him in the chest! Who knew that Huo Zongtang had expected her to have this trick, as soon as she retracted her leg and put it down, Huo Zongtang immediately let go, her body did not retreat but advanced, and her arm coiled around her arm like an old vine!

For a while, the arms leaned against each other, and the fist that stuck to her was unloaded, and Wan Guiying's powerful fist power disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea!

Again! It's another disgusting trick!

Look at it, the whole person is desperately squeezing and leaning on himself, his hands are sticky, his body is close, he can't beat it, he can't shake it off, not to mention how annoying it is! Where is this girl's fair and honest competition, it's just a lewd man eating girls' tofu!

Wan Guiying's eyes were red with anger: "Huo Zongtang, you are not a man!" ”

I don't know how to indulge in bending and stretching, and I rely on all the entanglements.

I am the master of self-denial and subordination. Weak and weak, round and free, adhesion and sticking, not lost or topped.

At this time, Huo Zongtang had a steady stream of spiritual ideas in his mind, and he was in a kind of spiritual martial arts realm where he could do whatever he wanted and move with his heart, and what was echoing in his mind was all the theory of "sticky words" in Xinwu Taiji, and he didn't hear Wan Guiying's words at all.

His movements are completely instinctive, on a feeling that is deeply embedded in his bodily functions and memories. It's like a martial art that was sleeping in the body suddenly and slowly woke up.

This feeling of "martial arts restoration" is so gratifying and intoxicating!

And this sticky word trick of Xinwu Taiji is so important to Huo Zongtang today! To put it mildly, with it, at least in the face of a strong enemy, you can remain undefeated! In general, if he is exhausted and in a dangerous situation, this kind of sticky word trick is a life-saving trick that can help him escape from death!

Wan Guiying, who was almost rampant, tried his best to kick this nasty guy away and cripple him, but this kid's kung fu is really weird and weird, he is fast, he is fast, he is slow, he is slow; If you use your strength, the strength that feeds back from him is also fierce, and if you use your own strength, his strength is also weak!

That kid's kung fu is just a few tricks, sticky, leaning, squeezing, squeezing, spinning, not good-looking at all, not majestic at all, not upright at all, obscene, lewd, hooligan, but, I just can't do anything about him!

Wan Guiying was about to collapse, she felt like she was fighting with her own shadow, and it was like being tied to a puppet and dancing together in a clumsy dance.

That kind of grievance, that kind of unhappiness, that kind of powerful feeling that no one can't beat, is really too angry, too hateful, too hateful!

Huo Zongtang, this person hates hate, hate, hate, super hate!

I've never seen such a nasty person!

Syllable!

Wan Guiying, who was in a trance by a sticky word, suddenly fell to the ground by Huo Zongtang without knowing what was going on!

Huo Zongtang, who was still in that ethereal and mysterious feeling, also instinctively turned over and rode on Wan Guiying!

Tai Chi pushers are like Go, going back and forth about high and low. Surrounded to the end of the mountain and water, the male and female were suddenly judged.

The winner is decided.

Huo Zongtang's mind was still a little ecstatic, confused, and selfless.

Wan Guiying, on the other hand, lay firmly on the ground, her eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

Huo Zongtang rode on her lower abdomen and pressed her body tightly. One hand held her hand, and the other hand was across her throat. Complete suppression. As long as she moved slightly, her throat would be hit by Huo Zongtang's fatal blow.

In a trance, Huo Zongtang seemed to have returned to his ethereal past life. Back then, he relied on this trick to subdue many masters.

What an obsessive feeling.

However, when Huo Zongtang didn't notice it, Wan Guiying's face turned red, her small mouth twitched stiffly, revealing a trace of grievance, and the corners of her eyes also had a bright light.

At this time, she was like an ordinary girl who was bullied, her eyes were full of grievances, and there were some pitiful feelings, very feminine, and very good-looking.

Is this still the heroic and decisive Wan Guiying of that woman?