The Best Fake Eunuch

"You guys shouldn't take it lightly, this man is good at martial arts." Wu Luolan knew that Tie Kunlun was capable, and he was the one who captured him last night.

So I deliberately used fresh words to remind my subordinates not to underestimate the enemy.

"Compare, chat and play, click as far as you can, don't hurt people." Xiao Chen also knows Tie Kunlun's ability.

"Don't worry, Commander, I'm just playing with them to sober up, how can I be serious?" Tie Kunlun stretched out his hand to greet the eight people, "Come up together, I will stand still, and I will lose with my feet off the ground. "

It would be too insolent.

The eight strong men showed anger on their faces, they shouted in unison, stepped forward and surrounded him, first walked around the place, and then exchanged winks.

The four of them rushed out together, hugged his hands and feet tightly with lightning speed, yelled a chant together, and prepared to lift him up and leave him behind. !

See if he is still in a good mood?

However, a strange thing happened, the four of them almost exhausted their breastfeeding strength, and their faces turned red, but Tie Kunlun's feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and he just didn't move at all.

"This is the White Tiger Fist of the Kongtong School of martial arts. This is the starting move, called 'Tiger Crouching'. He will punch them in the stomach later!" When she is the host.

In other words, if she guesses it, can we, Tie Kunlun, continue to pretend?

"Hehe, Ling'er, you are wrong. The white tiger boxing technique is an injury punch. As long as you hit it, it will definitely hurt people's hearts. This is a martial arts competition, not hurting people..." Tie Kunlun laughed, and suddenly the tiger's body shook. A huge elastic force was sent out, shaking the four of them out together, they couldn't hold their feet, and they all landed on their buttocks with repeated thuds.

I wanted to throw someone's butt, but was countered by others...

"Ah, this is the Wudang School's inner strength mentality, it's called Zhanyi Eighteen Falls, tsk tsk tsk, Tie Kunlun, you know how to do inner strength!" Duan Linger clapped her hands and applauded, fortunately she could see it.

"Then look at this again!" Tie Kunlun flew in front of a strong man, raised his palm, walked around the strong man's arm from a very strange angle, and lightly stabbed him on the neck.

"Hey, this is Kongtong School's martial arts again. It is the Xuantian sixteen-style dagger and short knife sword technique evolved from the Tongtian Sword Art... Do you know this?" Duan Linger expressed admiration, because the girl I will not.

But she won't, but she also recognizes all of them, because the master, Master Ciyun, knows all the martial arts of all schools and schools in the world like the back of his hand, and told her precious apprentice all about it.

Duan Linger is quite serious about martial arts. Even though it has been many years, she still remembers all the martial arts that her master explained to her.

"Little girl really knows a lot." Tie Kunlun also knows a lot. He has used more than a dozen martial arts moves in a while, but Duan Linger knows them all.

"Then look at this!" Embarrassed, he suddenly tilted his body, and his whole body obliquely penetrated into the crotch of a strong man. Because his posture was so weird, the strong man had no time to react. He only felt a local pain in his crotch, and he was terrified and screamed out loud.

Fortunately, Tie Kunlun was just playing with him, and didn't intend to really hurt him. He just stretched out his finger and flicked lightly, but didn't pick his peach off.

"Is this a monkey picking peaches?" Duan Linger frowned, "It's not like that, it's the teasing claws of the little capture, it doesn't seem to be the case, it's the sparrow tail of the Wudang sect, right?"

This time she really didn't see it.

"Haha, finally there is something you don't know!" Tie Kunlun was very proud, "Look, I'll catch you..."

The figure is like a ghost, and the hand is like a yaksha. He grabbed the chest, back neck, vest, dantian and other important points of the eight strong men, and the internal force penetrated into the meridians. It seems to be eight clay sculptures of King Kong with angry eyebrows.

He didn't want to embarrass the other party too much, and then he patted them lightly to dissipate his internal strength, and these strong men started to continue the work just now...

Wu Luolan's complexion was already quite ugly, and she was about to drink away a few people, but suddenly heard an old voice say, "This is Yasha Eighteen Catch, where did you learn it from?"

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, a thin lama wearing a red monk's robe suddenly appeared on the scene, with a pair of small eagle-like eyes shining brightly, staring at Tie Kunlun firmly.

"Yeah? You, a great lama, actually recognized my Eighteen Yakshas? Who are you!" Tie Kunlun was taken aback.

"Hehe, this is my master's unique skill, how did it become yours?" The old lama sneered, and stretched out a skinny hand like an eagle's claw, grabbing Tie Kunlun's chest, but it was also the same as Tie Kunlun just now. Kunlun used exactly the same technique when catching the strong man.

Tie Kunlun reacted very quickly, and blocked with his palm, but unexpectedly, the old lama's grab was a false move, and his figure flashed behind him, grabbed the vital point of his back, and lifted him up. He lifted it up high.

When Tie Kunlun was caught at the key point, all the strength in his body disappeared instantly, and his limbs were paralyzed like a puppet that lost its string, unable to move.

"Put him down!" Duan Ling'er yelled, flew up, pulled out the lancet in mid-air and pointed at the back of the old lama's neck, this is called attacking him and saving him!

The old lama didn't turn his head back, he just slapped his backhand, the wind of the palm was strong, with the sound of whining wind.

Duan Ling'er only felt a strong force rushing towards her face, she screamed in her heart that it was not good, she hurriedly flew backwards to dodge with a deft leap.

Although he avoided the frontal attack of this palm, he was still swept by the palm wind. After landing, he felt a wave of disgust in his chest, and he bent over and spat it out with a wow.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Chen flew over and hugged her.

"It's okay, just finish vomiting." Duan Ling'er's face was only a little pale, but her voice was full of anger, and she didn't suffer internal injuries, because she was wearing silkworm clothes.

Xiao Ye and Lu Fei got up and were about to charge up, but they were stopped by Xiao Chen. This old lama's martial arts skills are so high that he has never seen in his life!

Moreover, now that Tie Kunlun was in this person's hands, he dared not act rashly.

But do not know where this lama came from?

"Eh? It's really handsome lightness kung fu, and the inner strength is really good at such a young age." The old lama looked at Duan Ling'er with an incredulous expression.

It seemed that he was surprised that his palm didn't kill her or seriously injure her.

"National teacher, these Chinese people are friends, you don't want to hurt them." Wu Luolan stood up and smiled, "This is Marshal Xiao Chenxiao of the Great Zhou, Marshal Xiao, this is Master She'etu, is Our fresh national teacher."

"Hehehe, little prince, the lord is looking forward to your return day and night at home, but you are lucky to drink and eat meat with the enemy here. What's the reason?" The old lama rolled his small eyes and sneered.