Meng Lang didn't hang up the phone, just holding the phone and looking at the battle not far away, he couldn't help frowning.

I saw the old heavenly master over there standing with his hands down, his eyes looking straight ahead, as if this was just a simple walk out, rather than a hand-to-hand fight with others.

On the other side, Ding Dao'an, who was frowning, had already used three or four completely different exercises in a row in an instant.

Walking around the Heavenly Master, he flicked his fingers and fingers, but he didn't even raise a ripple on the golden light of the Heavenly Master.

Then he switched to a broken needle, and after only a few muffled sounds, five or six jet-black short needles were pierced into the golden light, but they were not deep inside, far from the extent of penetration.

"Boy, you're a little capable! I have the impression that the last time someone could attack the old way of this golden light was forty years ago, you are good, very good! ”

While exaggerating Ding Dao'an, the old heavenly master raised his hand and gently dug his nostrils, and that casual look made Meng Lang, who was watching from the sidelines, doubt the sincerity of the old man's words.

"Hey, is this the world's number one golden light spell? It's really that hard?! With a low murmur in his mouth, Uncle An decided to get serious.

"Ha-" I only heard him let out a long breath of turbidity, and then he ignored the laws of the world set by Mr. Newton, and just sat up in the air.

Seeing this scene, the old Heavenly Master, who had been looking a little lacking in interest just now, finally looked more serious, frowned slightly and said:

"Yo? The junior is a little interesting, this seems to be the yoga technique over there in the holy land of the Buddha, right? You can practice to the point where your heart is like a mirror at a young age, your talent is limitless, why should you be in the company of those-stirring sticks of the whole sex? ”

Uncle An's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he didn't answer the Heavenly Master's question, only to see him suspended in mid-air, he suddenly stretched out his arms and raised them to his side.

In this process, his hands seem to have a splitting function, two into four, four into eight, eight into thousands of ...... In just a moment's effort, he sat in the air, as if he had become a thousand-armed Rulai, and his divine might was inviolable.

Staring at the opponent not far away, a trace of imperceptible ecstasy flashed in Ding Dao'an's eyes, but in the state of yoga tantra, he still maintained the state of mind of the ancient well, and said indifferently:

"This is a thousand-handed splitting palm created by the younger generation, please taste it by the Heavenly Master."

His calm voice was followed by a strong sound of breaking wind similar to a helicopter propeller.

In Meng's perspective, Ding Dao'an's countless straight noodle-like arms swung out from countless completely different angles almost at the same time, striking out hundreds of terrifying splitting palms that struck into the golden light of the Heavenly Master.

'Shhh I'm afraid this palm power is better than the rampaging Hu Yifei, right? But what's even more interesting is this kung fu that can turn your hands into thousands of straight and straightforward hands...... Ask Lao Ding how to practice another day, as long as I can learn this kind of magic skill, why worry about the restlessness of the house?! ’

I secretly sighed in my heart, but Uncle An over there had already ended the offensive, and his feet landed on the ground and returned to the arms of Mr. Newton again.

The two arms were weakly spread at the sides of his body, and Ding Dao'an stared at the smoke and dust not far away, desperately wanting to know if his life-sacrificing blow had worked.

But he was obviously fascinated by the authorities, but Meng Lang, who had been watching coldly in the corner, swallowed a mouthful of saliva under the domineering observation.

Uncle An, this is inevitably too stretched, right? The Heavenly Master obviously didn't really move, and he already saw that he couldn't hold it anymore.

It seems that in the end, I still want him to appear as the protagonist~

Thinking in his heart, Meng Lang secretly tensed his legs, and at the same time put the phone to his ear again.

"Hey ......"

Sure enough, the law of smoke and no harm is an unbreakable truth in any world, and I saw the figure of the Heavenly Master slowly walking out of the smoke and dust as if he was nothing.

Not only that, Meng Lang and Ding Dao'an, who had extraordinary eyesight, even saw that the ground within a radius of more than ten meters where the Heavenly Master was standing just now was also covered with a layer of golden light spell, so that the natural features on Longhu Mountain were not damaged by any man.

"Junior, you're not kind like this, are you? Lao Dao is kind enough to play with you, but you actually want to dig a pit on Lao Dao's territory? In that case, then you can also borrow a trick from me. ”

As he spoke, the Celestial Master smiled and withdrew most of the golden light of the protective body.

Immediately afterwards, in Meng's perception, he "saw" that the Heavenly Master had repeatedly hammered and compressed his own golden light through a rather complicated special law, turning the originally stable and peaceful golden light into a series of violent golden lightning, and then shook his finger in the direction of Ding Dao'an.

Uncle An felt the violent thunder and lightning in the hands of the old heavenly master from afar, and the expression that had been quite tense from just now became calm.

He even faintly saw a marquee appear in front of him, and the scenes in his life were replayed on it-

Born in a family of aliens, he is different from his brother, and has longed for the world of aliens since he was a child, but his mother did not allow him to practice martial arts because of his father's death.

After his mother died of illness, his insistence on dropping out of martial arts caused his brother's anger and even kicked him for this.

But seeing that he still did not change his faith even after being beaten well, the elder brother sighed and locked himself in the house for a day and a night without coming out.

When he walked out of the house the next day, the first thing my brother said was to sell his property.

Subsequently, the elder brother gave him most of the money from the sale of his property, and let him use it to learn martial arts.

No way, poor and rich in martial arts, how can it be so easy for a poor boy with no money and no power to practice martial arts?

After that, the elder brother took a little money that was only enough for tuition fees and went to a distant university, and the contact between the two brothers became less and less, only knowing that the elder brother later joined the famous Zhuge family and had a smart and lovely daughter.

But at that time, he Ding Daoan was already a notorious all-sex demon, and he couldn't and didn't dare to appear by his brother's side...... That would disturb them.

But now it's okay, it's almost over.

Looking at the increasingly blazing golden thunder in front of him, Ding Daoan endured the intense soreness and set up a retreat, smiling and preparing to resist this extremely terrifying blow.

If you take it, you can go to see your lovely niece according to what the kid said, and if you can't take it...... Then even if he goes to the Netherworld, he won't let go of that kid who fanned the flames!

Even if he is really his niece and son-in-law!

At this moment, a figure in a suit and leather shoes who was raising his hand and making a phone call suddenly appeared between the two of them......

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