Just as Ge Dazhuang and Lan Sangkun were fighting, in the No. 22 box on the top floor of the Demon Capital Gymnasium, there was an old man with gray hair, wrinkled face, and a dry body, as if he was about to die, and on the table in front of the old man, there was a small closed gray clay pot.

The clay pot is narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, the style is very strange, and the appearance of the clay pot is carved with some blood-red runes, and there is a crumpled rune paper pasted on the mouth of the pot.

"Haha, my son, have you also smelled that the soul of Tai Chi Xia is full of pure power, that is the power of the Oriental monk, I really didn't think that in this ancient and mysterious East, I actually met a lone monk, and when you suck the soul of Tai Chi Xia, you will be able to condense the entity, and from then on immortal and immortal. The old man's voice was harsh, like the noise of an iron block cutting through glass.

The small gray clay pot, like a living thing, shook itself on the table a few times, and the runes outside the clay pot and the rune paper at the mouth of the pot showed a blood-red light at the same time, and the entire box was filled with an eerie and eerie atmosphere.

"It's not time yet, the Eastern monks have a lot of mysterious techniques, some just restrain you, although Tai Chi Xia has only refined Qi at the first level, he has just become a monk, and he may not be able to use spells, but he can't take it lightly, wait for Lan Sangkun to fight with Tai Chi Xia again, it is best to seriously injure Tai Chi Xia, so that I can rest assured that I can let the baby go and devour the soul." The old man stretched out his right hand, which was full of spots, took out a sharp knife, cut his fingers, and blood flowed out, sprinkling all over the clay pot, and the runes on the clay pot seemed to come to life, flashing and flashing, absorbing all the old man's blood, and not a drop was wasted.

The old man looked at the blood-sucking clay pot kindly, and gently stroked the clay pot with his pale right hand covered in skin and bones, as if he was caressing his own greedy child.

This old man's name is Sawan Susi, is Thailand's most famous black head lowering master, he was originally just an ordinary person who likes to gamble, because gambling lost a lot of money, in order to win money, Sawan Suxi found a head lowering master who is related to him, Ba Song, asked Ba Song to perform the head lowering technique, to help himself win money, Ba Song agreed, but said to Shawan Suxi to pay some price, at that time Sawan Suxi did not think much, just wanted to win money, regardless of agreed.

After Ba Song finished his head reduction, Sawan Suxi went to gamble again, and sure enough, he killed all sides, winning every hand, and after Sawan Suxi won a lot of money, he returned home in a hurry, only to find that his three-year-old child had turned into a crumpled dry corpse, and the flesh and blood of his body were gone.

Sawan Suxi went crazy and asked Ba Song what was going on, Ba Song smiled coldly and said that the price of performing the head-lowering technique is to turn Sawan Susi's three-year-old son into a little ghost, and from then on, this little ghost will follow Sawan Susi and help him do a lot of things that ordinary people can't do.

At this point, Sawan Suxi had no other way, so he followed Ba Song to learn the head-lowering technique, and after the head-lowering technique was completed, he drove the little ghost and killed Ba Song.

Before Ba Song died, his demeanor was serene, as if he had already known his end, and looked at Sawan Suxi a little strangely, and said: "The head descender will not die well, this is the fate of the head descender." ”

In the crowd in the Modu Gymnasium, there were several men in black suits and sunglasses, one of whom was a man with short hair, who said with a headset: "Head, it has been confirmed, Sawan Suxi is in the twenty-two boxes on the fourth floor, according to the latest information, Sawan Suxi will exorcise ghosts and evil arts, and will also descend on the legendary Hundred Flowers Flying Head, a detachment is not an opponent, ask for expert support, ask for expert support." ”

"The task of the first detachment has been completed, and it can be retreated, and the subsequent capture task will be completed by the dragon group. A deep, determined voice came from the headset.

"The non-humans in the dragon group have all taken action, and it seems that the big people above attach great importance to Sawan Susi. The short-haired man said excitedly.

"Sawan Susi is an international terrorist, not only caused a lot of killings in Southeast Asian countries, but also slaughtered the village in a frenzy after entering our country, with the lives of more than 500 people, sacrificing his damn imp, which is challenging the bottom line of our country, and the big guy above gave a death order to kill Sawan Susi at all costs. ”

"The perverts of the dragon group made a move, and this time Sawan Suxi was dead. ”

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Lan Sangkun attacked frantically for fifteen minutes, but he still couldn't attack Ge Dazhuang's spherical internal strength, which made Lan Sangkun a little angry, "Damn, what kind of weird power is this, soft, but very resilient, I hit it with all my strength, but it seems to hit the water, and after the water surface fluctuates, it returns to its original state, it's really a strange power." ”

"The way of Tai Chi is really broad and profound, and the mystery is endless. Ge Dazhuang woke up from that inexplicable realm, and felt that his understanding of Taijiquan had deepened a lot, and the spiritual power in the dantian qi sea had increased a lot unconsciously, although he had not yet broken through to the second layer of qi refining, but it was also very close, Ge Dazhuang felt that after the game, he would use the spirit stone and Huanglong Dan given by the master to practice for a period of time, and he would definitely be able to break through to the second layer of qi refining soon.

"I've been attacking you for so long, it's my turn to attack. Ge Dazhuang's right hand was tightly clasped, forming a crane's beak shape, as if it was slow and fast, crossing an arc, and pecking at Lan Sangkun's fist, a magical real force entered Lan Sangkun's left hand.

"Ahh

"Could it be the point in Huaxia martial arts?" Lan Sangkun thought in his heart, and before he had time to carefully check what the strange power in his left hand was, Ge Dazhuang turned around and moved to block and beat again.

Lan Sangkun shouted, his expression was hideous, his body jumped up suddenly, his knees were like a ram crashing into the city, and with the strength of Lan Sangkun's whole body, he crashed into Ge Dazhuang.

"It's like a seal!" Ge Dazhuang looked at the oncoming knee, not in a hurry, holding the ball with both hands, and lightly resting on Lan Sangkun's knee, the true qi surged, and with a turn of the trend, Lan Sangkun's powerful impact was easily dissolved, and Lan Sangkun's body was like a spinning top, and he involuntarily turned several times.

"Twin peaks pierce your ears!" Ge Dazhuang bowed slightly, his arms arced, and his fists buckled inward, like two cannonballs, blasting towards Lan Sangkun's temples on both sides.

The temple is one of the death points of the human body, once it is hit, it will be comatose at the lightest, and it will be fatal at worst, Ge Dazhuang's fists are as fast as lightning, Lan Sangkun's body is unstable, and he can't avoid it at all, seeing that Ge Dazhuang's fists are about to hit Lan Sangkun's temples, Lan Sangkun suddenly shouted towards the four-story box of the Demon Capital Gymnasium: "Master, save me." ”