He Has a Dragon

Wang Le wiped away the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the white-haired old man who was three meters away with cold eyes.

Although Wang Le was finally defeated after the white-haired old man showed his true strength, he did not feel depressed because of it. Instead, the aura exuded from his body became more and more compelling, like a sky-killing blade unsheathed, with its sharp edge revealed!

Looking at Wang Le's bloody hands and the special military thorn he was holding tightly, the white-haired old man shook his head and said: "Looking at the material of this military thorn in your hand, I know that your skills are not simple, boy, but now everything has changed." It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly flashed his body. Because he was too fast, he pulled out a long shadow and quickly closed the distance between him and Wang Le. Then he suddenly swung the woodcutter in the space between the two of them. Walking out of the weird route, like an antelope hanging its horns, it struck Wang Le's face with the wind of a sword as if it were made in heaven!

In the blink of an eye, the woodcutter came twenty centimeters in front of Wang Le's forehead, and he was ready to swing the special military thorn tightly in his hand to block the woodcutter!

The white-haired old man wielding the knife was numb to this, because from the beginning to now, any ancient extreme attack technique he used, and no matter how he changed his moves, could not hurt Wang Le.

Why is this happening? The white-haired old man could only tell himself repeatedly... This child is a monster and cannot be treated with common sense!

Of course Wang Le understood that if he didn't have the power of the Deception Dharma Eye, he would have been defeated long ago.

"boom"

The old man suddenly stretched out his kick and kicked Wang Le's thigh and knee. Just when Wang Le was about to avoid it, the old man's kick suddenly turned into a black shadow and lifted slightly, changing from a kick to a kick. Stomp hard on Wang Le's belly!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Wang Le, who was unable to dodge, was kicked to the ground by the white-haired old man and stuck behind him on the ground. He was tied with a black gauze as a long stick for an awning. The whole person and the black gauze fell directly into the dug grave. Inside the big pit.

"Boom"

"crunch"

The moment Wang Le fell into the pit, he heard the coffin board beneath him crack.

At this moment, Wang Le's mind went blank. It wasn't because of the defeat that he lost his confidence and had no more thoughts about his life. You must know that the opponent in this battle was bullying the small, which was not an upright thing.

It was because the moment Wang Le, who had suffered a heavy blow, pressed down on his mother's coffin, a gust of cold air went straight from the tailbone above his buttocks to his forehead along his back.

At this moment,

Unexplained fear and ominousness shrouded Wang Leqi's body, scaring his brain to the point of short-circuiting on the spot. His hair stood up like steel needles, and his whole body was completely stiff, and he didn't dare to move any more!

The white-haired old man strolled to the tomb, looked down at Wang Le in the pit, and showed a relieved smile... He finally suppressed this monster!

"My arms can't hold my thighs. Boy, you're still too young after all. So what if you're a genius? A genius who dies midway is just a pile of withered bones!"

Looking down at Wang Le who was lying in the pit with dull eyes, as if he had lost his soul and could not move, the white-haired old man thought that this boy could not bear the blow of defeat, so he spoke with a sense of accomplishment.

After all, the person being suppressed today was an extraordinary talent. Although it took some effort, the white-haired old man was still very satisfied with the final result!

At this time, blood slowly flowed from the wounds on Wang Le's hands to the yellow soil, and then soaked into the black coffin lid...

But neither Wang Le in the pit nor the white-haired old man standing in front of the pit noticed all this, because it was too insignificant.

"Run away! Aren't you very good at escaping? Why didn't you run away this time? The one who ran away last time was a quick thief. I spent half the night and couldn't find him."

The white-haired old man chuckled, squinted his eyes, and said to Wang Le with a mocking look on his face.

At this moment, Wang Le gradually came back to his senses, and the cold sweat on his body became more and more intense, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Mom, you have been dead for more than 20 years, don't scare your son like this!"

Wang Le, whose scalp was about to explode, had a look of tears on his face and said silently in his heart.

The reason why Wang Le was so frightened was because he could clearly feel the slight sound in the coffin underneath, like the ticking sound of falling water drops. There were even gusts of breeze blowing through the coffin. The breeze blew down his spine...

The white-haired old man standing on the pit saw Wang Le's expression changing and looking like he was about to cry, so he thought it was because Wang Le knew he couldn't escape and felt desperate.

Immediately, the white-haired old man said: "Take my heart-wrenching pill and tell the truth about the thief who stole my treasure. I will ensure that you are safe and sound!"

When the old man said this, he smiled and said: "After all, your martial arts talent is so high that I have never seen it in my life, and your physical constitution is even more unique. I will study you carefully after , I will definitely set you free."

After finishing speaking, the white-haired old man saw that Wang Le was silent and felt very bored, so he was too lazy to continue talking nonsense and jumped into the pit.

"Oh, I really don't like retribution, so I have the consciousness that murderers will always be killed, and I have also thought about the scenarios and possibilities of being killed countless times, but I didn't even think that I would be killed in my own mother's pit. ah!"

"Oh my God, Mom, I'm your biological son! I don't want to play such outrageous tricks!"

…

Wang Le had a sad look on his face, and he was chattering silently in his heart. He raised his head and asked the sky without words.

The white-haired old man in front of him blocked the sun, and the shadow completely covered Wang Le who was lying on the coffin lid.

"This kid is too vulnerable. One defeat has turned him into this. After all, he is still too young and his character needs to be tempered!"

Seeing Wang Le's devastated look, the white-haired old man thought disdainfully.

Immediately, he saw the white-haired old man stretching out his big feet wearing yellow rubber shoes and quickly tapping the vital acupuncture points on Wang Le's body.

At the moment when the old man tried to control Wang Le with acupoints, his Taoist heart, which he had cultivated to the point of returning to his original nature, suddenly began to throb, and the hairs on his back suddenly stood up!

"Danger!" The old man couldn't hide his horror. He sounded the alarm in his heart and was about to jump out of the pit and escape from this place!

"crunch"

"crunch"

…

The sound of tearing coffin boards was loud and intense in just a short moment, like water slurry bursting out of a silver vase, or the sound of cavalry swords and guns exploding suddenly in Wang Le and the old man's ears!

With a "boom", a thick bright white light pillar burst out from the coffin, covering Wang Le and the white-haired old man who was about to escape, rushing straight into the sky and reaching into the clouds...