He Has a Dragon

bang bang bang

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Boom boom boom

When Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan were fighting fiercely, they couldn't help but cause damage to all the luxury cars around them while they were moving around. The window glass of the car was broken piece by piece, and the car body was even bumped by the fists of the two men. , even penetrated into holes. , with you all the way! Basket. color. Book. bar,

At this time, father and son Zhao Quanhui and Zhao Mike also came over after hearing the news. When they saw Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan fighting to the death, they immediately looked at each other and were speechless.

"Looking at this situation, the pretty boy has completely gained the upper hand. But logically speaking, Nan Huaiyuan should not have been beaten so miserably. What is going on?" Mike Zhao asked Zhao Quanhui with a look of surprise and shock.

Seeing that Zhao Quanhui was no better, he shook his head and asked: "Ask me, who should I ask?"

After a pause, Zhao Quanhui said with a stern face as he speculated: "There was such a commotion not far from Sijiu City this afternoon. It must be related to Nan Huaiyuan and Wang Le."

Mike Zhao's expression changed, and he couldn't help but show fear. He saw with his own eyes a fighter jet flying over the sky this afternoon, and then large dark clouds appeared strangely, walking along Sijiu City towards the place where the commotion was. It spread like an overwhelming force.

Of course, he also heard a deafening shout that resounded to the bottom of his heart and made people feel boundless fear.

All these things now make Mike Zhao shudder when he thinks about it. Facing the unknown existence, he feels his own insignificance, like a tremor in the sea, and he deeply understands one word, that is awe.

When Mike Zhao was a little distracted, Zhao Quanhui suddenly shouted in a deep voice to the nearby spectators: "If you don't want to die, go back quickly."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Quanhui was too lazy to talk to everyone anymore, turned around and walked into Tianxiang Pavilion.

Seeing this, Mike Zhao glanced at Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan who were still fighting. His scalp felt numb for a while. Then he glanced at the people watching and sneered: "My father has already warned you. When the time comes, If you suffer a disaster and lose your life, don’t blame Tianxiang Pavilion."

After a pause, Mike Zhao continued in a deep voice: "You have also seen that the battle in front of you is not an arena match in Tianxiang Pavilion. In the end, the two of them will definitely fight for life and death. Don't just watch the fun, because it will It’s not a good thing to suffer a disaster and be dragged away to be buried together on the road to hell.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mike Zhao ran faster than a rabbit like a god who avoided plague, and ran into Tianxiang Pavilion in a flash.

It is said that the richer a person is, the more he cherishes his life. Those who are present are either rich or noble, and of course they cherish their own lives. Zhao Quanhui and his son did not remind them before, and everyone watched in front of the excitement.

Now that Zhao Quanhui and Zhao Mikel had given warnings one after another, everyone's expressions changed greatly, and they all ran towards Tianxiang Pavilion, fearing to avoid them.

However, Zhao Quanhui and his son, who had already returned to Tianxiang Pavilion, arrived at the top floor with time. Each held a telescope and stood in front of the window to look at the life-and-death struggle between Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan outside.

At the same time, Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan, who had already been killed in the fierce battle, as time passed, both sides used their trump cards without reservation.

Wang Le once again opened his Dharma Eyes to detect flaws in Nan Huaiyuan's moves, thereby finding good opportunities.

As for what would happen to his already overloaded body, Wang Le had no time to worry about it.

Nan Huaiyuan finally found a gap in the continuous attacks between the two and took out his natal magic weapon, the Dao Sword, and held it tightly.

However, it would be delusional to want to use the sword light at will like he did during the daytime fight with the four elders of the Hong family, because the innate power in his Dantian was almost exhausted and he could not activate the sword style.

In addition, after a fierce battle during the day, Nan Huaiyuan was injured again and again, and his entire physical body was about to be shattered. If it were not for the support of his strong martial arts cultivation, he would have fallen down and never stood up again.

As for Wang Le, although his body was exhausted due to the long-term activation of the Dharma Eye of Deception, the innate power of his Dantian was still extremely full.

So as time slowly passed, Nan Huaiyuan gradually fell into a disadvantageous period under Wang Le's fierce and fierce attack.

Even if he was holding the Taoist sword, his natal magic weapon that allowed him to show off his power during the fierce battles during the day, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was almost becoming a decoration at this moment.

boom

Taking advantage of Nan Huaiyuan's slow movement, Wang Le, who had circled behind the opponent, hit his lower tailbone with a powerful fist.

Nan Huaiyuan was hit by this heavy punch and staggered forward, almost falling to the ground.

"You little bastard, don't push others too hard, it's not good for you."

Nan Huaiyuan stabilized his figure and turned his head to face Wang Le who was about to rush forward and said in a deep voice.

Wang Le snorted coldly and replied: "Raising tigers is dangerous. I never do such stupid things."

Before the words were spoken, Wang Le shot out like a sharp arrow and rushed towards Nan Huaiyuan, not giving the other party a chance to try to delay time with words.

Nan Huai saw this, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. At the same time, he held the Dao sword tightly in his hand and followed Wang Le, who was holding a military stab in one hand and a fist in one hand to launch a fierce offensive.

"Dang Dang Dang"

"Bang bang bang"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The clash of Dao swords and specially-made military spurs, the clash of flesh and bones as fists and palms were exchanged, and the sharp squeaks of luxury cars that had suffered damage due to the fight between the two sides all resounded under the night sky and spread far and wide. at.

The guests who hid in the Tianxiang Pavilion, and the brave ones all crowded to high places to watch the wonderful show of the pretty face versus the bull-nosed old man.

But soon they were disappointed, because Nan Huaiyuan was resisting Wang Le's overwhelming offensive, and finally suffered a heavy palm from Wang Le on his chest. He used the strength to fly back and then turned around into the darkness in the distance. Run away quickly.

When Wang Le saw this, he chased him all the way from rabbit to falcon, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

In the attic at the highest point of Tianxiang Pavilion, father and son Zhao Quanhui and Mike Zhao put down their telescopes one after another.

The reason for this was because Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan quickly deviated from the direction, causing the father and son's sight to be blocked by obstacles.

"Dad, do you think that veteran Nan Huaiyuan can escape the pursuit of the pretty boy?" Mike Zhao looked at Zhao Quanhui and asked.

Seeing Zhao Quanhui walking to the sofa and sitting down, he took a few puffs and then asked slowly: "You know this son-in-law of the Mu family better than I do. Have you seen or heard of any precedent for his failure?"

"Uh" Mike Zhao froze, suddenly speechless, and could only silently shake his head to express no.

Of course, this is also because Zhao Mike didn’t know that Hong Burang had escaped Wang Le’s killing twice in a row~ You can read the full text of the following chapters by searching the basket color

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