Chapter 150: Helping Hands Again

Blown away by Wang Lao's punch, Duan Long retreated to the corner of the wall, then covered his chest with one hand, and slowly stretched out his ankle with the other, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.

This Wang Lao is really also a master, and the strength is also something Duan Long did not expect, this crisis, if there is only one Wang Chen, maybe Duan Long still has a chance to bite back, but now, with the addition of a Wang Lao, there is basically no chance.

The power of this person's punch was able to hurt Duan Long to this point, even Fang Zheng really couldn't do it, so, coupled with Duan Long's current situation, there was really no need to fight back.

Thinking of this, Duan Long's hand suddenly stopped, looking at Wang Lao, who was getting closer and closer, Duan Long smiled bitterly and said, "It's really a good body to come out for a walk when you're old." ā€

"The old man has his own miraculous power to protect his body, and he is stronger than you no matter how old he is. Hmph, Duan Long, now you know what an irrational decision it was to provoke me Tianshoutang, right? ā€

Listening to Elder Wang's words, Duan Long sneered, and the hand that stopped at his leg suddenly swiped upward, and a shining dagger was swung out by him under the moonlight.

Wang Lao was stunned at first when he looked at Duan Long's movements, as if he didn't expect him to continue struggling, but when Duan Long swung out the dagger, Wang Lao grabbed his wrist with one hand, and then looked at Duan Long, but found that the latter had a cold face.

"Japanese word punch!"

With a shout, Duan Long's hand covering his chest suddenly hit a straight punch, the speed was simply amazing, in such an environment, Duan Long could be said to have hit the strongest punch in his life.

However, Wang Lao didn't seem to lose his mind anymore, as soon as he raised his hand, he also punched out, and he was about to touch Duan Long's fist.

Suddenly, Duan Long closed his fist and turned into a palm, and after dodging Wang Lao's fist with his head, he glanced at the latter's hand that had entered the wall, sneered, turned his palm into a fist, and punched out.

"Intercept the pulse!"

Wang Lao held Duan Long's hand holding the dagger with one hand, and the other hand had already hit the wall, and at this moment, the empty door was wide open, and Duan Long's straight punch hit his chest impartially and crookedly.

Maybe Duan Long doesn't have his miraculous internal strength, let alone a magical ancient Chinese martial arts, but the key to victory or defeat in a battle and a death match is often not necessarily the level of martial arts and the level of ability.

Duan Long's combat awareness is outstanding, and his combat wisdom is even more unique, so he can always bargain in front of some difficult enemies.

Seeing that a punch hit Wang Lao's chest, Duan Long sneered and withdrew his fist, and then punched out another Japanese punch, aiming directly at Wang Lao's face.

"You think you're amazing? I'm going to ask how good you are! ā€

With a loud shout, Duan Long's punch had already hit Wang Lao's face, however, there was no unexpected blood splash on the spot, and as a result, Duan Long's face was hideous.

Duan Long looked at the old man in front of him unwillingly, cursed in a low voice, and slowly lowered his hand, and then he found that his hand was already a little dislocated.

It turned out that Duan Long's punch just now, after hitting Wang Lao's face, it was like hitting a steel plate, not only did his face deform, but his hands were shocked and dislocated.

"Young man, you have a lot of ideas, and your sense of battle is not comparable to my old thing, but have you ever heard such a sentence, in the face of absolute strength, a false thing is useless."

Listening to what the old man in front of him said, Duan Long was shocked, thinking about what he was saying now, but he thought of it, he had heard this sentence before, but the situation at that time was a different situation.

Wang Lao slowly withdrew his fist, and then Duan Long found that the strength of the pulse interception that he had just killed with one blow did not hurt him a single hair.

Duan Long was shocked, he remembered that when the battle was square, he and Cheng Hao both hit him, and Fang Zheng was also injured at that time, but why now, when this move reached Wang Lao's body, it was not powerful at all.

"It doesn't have to be how high the martial arts are, perhaps, it may be that the level of internal skills practiced is different, and the practice is different."

Thinking like this in his heart, Cheng Hao once told him about the knowledge of Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Internal Strength, Duan Long snorted coldly and said, "Old thing, count you as powerful." But I tell you that I'm not so easy to deal with. ā€

After saying this viciously, Duan Long's other hand holding the dagger suddenly bent, and then brandished the dagger to break away from Wang Lao's control, and then the dagger turned and stabbed at the old man fiercely.

Wang Lao chuckled, raised his leg and kicked Duan Long's wrist, then kicked his dagger away, then grabbed his shoulder and threw it, and punched him in the back of the heart.

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his back, Duan Long gritted his teeth and took this opportunity to touch the ground with his shoulders, spin his feet, and then perform a roundhouse kick like this.

Wang Lao didn't expect Duan Long's perseverance to be so strong, he was stunned for a moment, then sneered, grabbed the soles of his feet with one hand, and then hit Duan Long hard, knocking Duan Long to the ground, and then he fell in the air, and his feet stepped directly on Duan Long's back.

Feeling the pain all over his body, Duan Long's eyes were wide open, his mouth opened and closed, and then he completely lost his strength.

Seeing that Duan Long finally gave up resistance, Wang Lao chuckled lightly and said, "You, a descendant, really don't want me, an old man, to save your effort, haha, I have to wronged you." ā€

After speaking, Wang Lao glanced at Wang Chen, who was repelled by Duan Long in the distance, and said to his subordinates, asking them to take Duan Long away, and walked over to see Wang Chen.

Walking to Wang Chen's side, Wang Lao first held his shoulder to check his injury, and then frowned slightly and said: "Second Young Master, you are brave and hesitant, your resourcefulness is insufficient, and you will fight with others in the future, don't just use brute force, even if the other party is not as good as yourself, you must be more cautious, this time this incident can be regarded as a lesson." ā€

Listening to Wang Lao's words, Wang Chen gritted his teeth unwillingly, then nodded, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly raised his head to look at Duan Long in the distance, and said, "Is he dead?" ā€

"No, but there's only half a life left."

Listening to Wang Lao's words, Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then sneered and said: "Great, I want to kill him with my own hands, no, I can't just let him die, I want to torture him well and make him regret being born in this world!" ā€

"What a big breath, are the people of Tianshoutang so arrogant?"

As soon as Wang Chen's words were finished, a loud shout suddenly came, Wang Lao was startled for a moment, and hurriedly protected Wang Chen behind him, and then saw that there was a person standing in the corner of the wall, a person wrapped in white clothes and masked with a white cloth.

It's this mysterious master again, and he has helped Duan Long several times, but he doesn't know if he came to save him this time.

No matter what the intention of this person is, in short, Wang Lao is really shocked, there is no need to fight, just by the shock just now, Wang Lao can already hear it, the depth of the internal strength of this person in front of him is by no means idle.

"I guess it's a person from several major families, otherwise there would be no such a nameless master, but listening to his words, it seems that the person who came is not good."

Thinking like this in his heart, Wang Lao took a step forward, clenched his fists and arched his hand and said, "Where is Your Excellency, why don't you dare to show your true face?" Could it be that we know each other? Also, what did you mean by what you just said? ā€

Listening to Wang Lao's words, the mysterious man didn't seem to hear it at all, didn't pay any attention to him, jumped directly to Duan Long's side, and then stepped on the ground, only to see that in an instant, the air flow around his body was surging rapidly, and all the black-clothed thugs around Duan Long were shocked back.

With just this hand, Wang Lao was shocked again, looking at the mysterious person in front of him, he was speechless in surprise.

"This man's inner strength is so deep! It's just chasing the hall master, well, this person definitely can't be provoked, as long as he doesn't embarrass us, it's better to be careful and cautious. ā€

The mysterious man looked at Duan Long who fell to the ground, squatted down and helped him into his arms, and then patted his face.

Duan Long had already fainted a little in pain, but when he was slapped by this mysterious person, he was much more awake.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the person in front of him, and after seeing who this person was, he actually chuckled.

"Senior, I, I was just now, still thinking about you, what taught me"

Before he finished speaking, Duan Long couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

And the mysterious man looked at the situation of the person in his arms, one hand involuntarily clenched into a fist, and then slowly stretched out to Duan Long's chest and slapped it violently.

I saw that a burst of dark cyan air in his palm continued to condense, and then it slowly flowed into Duan Long's body, and Duan Long's face maintained the smile just now from beginning to end.

The mysterious man looked at Duan Long's appearance, he didn't know what he thought of, or what he cared about, he was a little stunned, and then smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Looking at the mysterious person's actions, Wang Lao could already confirm that the relationship between this person and Duan Long should be unusual, so he was shocked in his heart, and he had already had the idea of retreating.

Taking a step back to protect Wang Chen behind him again, Wang Lao clasped his fists and arched his hand, and said: "There may be some misunderstanding in today's matter, I hope that Your Excellency will not hurt the young master of my family in the face of Tianshoutang, thank you." ā€

As he spoke, he glanced at Wang Chen and motioned for him to leave quickly. And Wang Chen glanced at Duan Long, and then at the inexplicable Wang Lao, and asked puzzledly, "Wang Lao, just forget it?" ā€

"Second Young Master, you"

"Haha, this kid is right, this matter naturally can't be left like this."

Listening to what the mysterious man said, Wang Lao thought in his heart that Wang Chen was really unsophisticated, and then pushed him back, and then put on a fighting posture.

Looking at Wang Lao's appearance, the mysterious man slowly stood up, looked at him, and said, "You think you can leave like this?" Hmph, how can there be such a good thing in the world. ā€

"Your Excellency, you have to think clearly, behind me is the second young master of Tianshoutang!"

"Whoever you are, leave me today!"

Listening to Elder Wang's words, the mysterious man shouted, and an arrow step had already rushed in front of him in an instant. Wang Lao saw that the mysterious man's movements were so fast, and he was shocked and punched straight out with his fists.

And the mysterious man watched Wang Lao's movements, and his palms came out together, hitting his fist. And after a look, Wang Lao's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief, then spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back.

The power of the mysterious man's blow is so powerful! And he succeeded in one move, and another arrow stepped forward, and the hand knife was swordsman, and the male swordsman was jealous

The mysterious man then punched out a palm, hitting Wang Lao's wound and knocking him back, and then turned around, and the knife in his hand was slashed

Wang Chen finally knew the strength of the mysterious man now, but it was too late. I saw him staggered his fists, then returned to normal, and then struck hard, heading towards the mysterious man.

The mysterious man looked at Wang Chen's movements, didn't dodge, shouted and broke his kung fu directly, and then used a knife to swear uĆ n Sakura Zai Pan Nayuan Orange

Wang Lao was already shocked when he looked at this situation, but he was seriously injured and had no time to take care of it.

Just as the mysterious man's hand knife was about to fall on Wang Chen's head, suddenly, a hand stretched out, pulled Wang Chen back, and then hit it with a palm, facing the mysterious man's hand knife.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at the help that suddenly appeared, first stunned, and then his brows were already slightly furrowed.

"Is that you?"