Chapter 162

Luo Tian only gave Xuanwu five minutes, so he didn't dare to delay. Although he was afraid, he also wanted to go. Otherwise, when elder brother was angry, the consequences would be even more terrible.

Anyway, it's a knife to stretch out the neck and a knife to shrink the neck. I recognize it.

Like a gust of wind rushed out of the nightclub, Xuanwu jumped on the car and drove towards the Tianrong Hotel, with a high speed.

At this time, Tianrong Hotel, Luotian, Li Lao, and Fahai were pushing cups and changing cups. Peirong and Lanlan couldn't stand being sleepy. After all, they had already eaten the rice. Lan Lan was so sleepy that they couldn't open their eyes. Seeing that they didn't start fighting, Luo Tian told her the result of the battle tomorrow, and then they followed Peirong upstairs, men's They don't understand and have no interest.

"Master, you've drunk a lot of wine. Drink less. I'm afraid you're drunk." Old Li's good advice.

"Alfotov, don't worry, old benefactor. You can't get drunk. I'll drink more wine, and the stronger my strength is." Fahai said with a smile.

"Oh, good, good, ha ha." Li was stunned. With his insight and ingenuity, he suddenly guessed the intention of Fahai. If what he expected was right, he would use drunk fist later.

Li old guess is good, Fahai is exactly this meaning, Luo hanzui is his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

Since Luotian asked himself to fight with this old man, the other party should not be simple, so Fahai dare not hide his privacy, and don't look at Hai with a look of indifference. When he heard Luotian calling Xuanwu, that is, the guy with long hair, he knew that the other party was really not simple.

"Brother, I'm here. Hey, it's not too late. Eh, monk, are you drunk again?"

At this time, Xuanwu stormed in and said hello to Luotian. Then he laughed and joked with the monk. Fahai couldn't help but stare: "you bastard, how many times have you said that you are called a master."

"Cut!" Xuanwu disdained to turn his lips.

"Well, Xiao Cong, there are distinguished guests today. Don't be rude. Come and see old Li quickly." Luo Tian smiles.

"Mr. Li?"

When Xuanwu heard this, he found that there was an old man sitting beside Luotian. His face was wrinkled, but he was very energetic. He had some doubts in his heart. However, he was still obedient and said, "younger Shao Yuancong has met old Li!"

"Not bad, not bad, what a young man." As soon as Li came in from Xuanwu, he was staring at him, and his eyes flashed with strange brilliance.

He didn't expect that there was not only the master monk but also such a young and powerful master around Luotian. Even the Xie family could not match this combination of strength. Luotian, a big evil, could not be possessed by any family.

"Well, old Li is polite. I'm sorry." Although Xuanwu has no proper shape all day long, it still knows how to do it.

"Well, it's not early, little friend. Since both of them are here, let's start. It's time to go to bed. When people get old, they are always sleepy." Li said with a smile.

"Well?" Xuanwu was stunned and looked at Luo Tian. Luo Tian picked up the towel on the dining table and wiped his hands. Then he said with a smile, "XiaoCong, old Li is a master. It's rare that he is willing to instruct you and learn something. Do you know?"

"What? Brother, you want me to fight him? "

Xuanwu was stunned, but he was very happy. He thought that Tiange was going to test his kung fu. It turned out that he was looking for an old man to fight with him. His heart suddenly relaxed.

He couldn't help it: "Hey, I said, Mr. Li, this one, you Are you insured? "

Hearing this, Mr. Li couldn't help but roll his eyes. At first, he looked at the boy as decent, but then he revealed his original form. How could he have the same virtue with the great monk and despise himself?

"XiaoCong, don't talk nonsense. It's good that you master can take ten moves in the hands of old Li." Luo Tian smiles.

"Amitabha, Lord Luoshi, don't grow up others' ambition and destroy your own prestige. The poor monk is quite confident in his own strength."

Fahai is not happy, and Xuanwu doesn't believe it. After all, the strength of the two men is amazing, and they are taking a hard way. It seems that the old man can't stand a single punch, so it's no wonder they don't believe it.

"Ha ha, you look too high on me. I think the two of them can do as much as eleven moves."

Now, old Li is not polite. He says with a smile that he must let the two guys know that the pot is made of iron. Bullying the old man is not such a bullying method, is it?

"Eleven moves?" Fahai and Xuanwu rolled their eyes at the same time. Although the old Li said more than Luotian, it was obvious that there was contempt in his words.

"Well, Mr. Li, please." Luotian stood up, and then took Xuanwu and Fahai to a huge conference room on the first floor. In fact, this conference room is a decoration, rarely used. It is used as a training ground by Luotian. At ordinary times, Xuanwu and Fahai compete here.

"Is this man really a master?" Seeing old Li's steady pace and calm, with Luo Tian walking in front of him, the Xuanwu in the back looked suspiciously at Fahai, which was also extremely dignified."Two, please. It's just a contest. We'll call it a day."

When he came to the meeting room, Li stood in the middle of the room, his momentum suddenly changed. His waist even straightened up. His bones all over his body crackled and his body suddenly lifted up a few inches. His face became ruddy, and his skin wrinkles seemed to be much less. His eyes were bright.

That kind of invisible momentum even wave by wave, there is a special rhythm, like the sea waves gently beating the reef.

Luo Tian's eyes suddenly narrowed, this momentum, this rhythm, there is a sense of harmony and resonance with nature, with the sound into the way, "is he..." Luo Tian suddenly thought of a person.

"Monk, let's go. The old man really has two brushes."

Seeing that Li Laoqi was calm and leisurely, he even had a sense of integration with the space environment. He was born all over his body, and his whole body was full of a unique charm.

Xuanwu's face became more and more dignified. He yelled at the monk and rushed forward, just like an eagle spreading its wings and hitting the sky.

Xuanwu is worthy of being a master under Luo Tian. He was a character in the middle of his career. This move was really terrifying. He shook one hand, hit his right leg with a sharp crack, mixed with the sound of the wind, and chopped him in the head of old Li.

"Hum, it's not bad. You've got speed and strength. You're the strong one among the experts in the mid-term." Old Li smiles and shakes his body slightly. He just makes a mistake at his feet and easily avoids the fierce blow of Xuanwu.

"Roar Old benefactor, be careful, drunk arhat

Fahai gave a big drink. His body swayed and leaned towards Mr. Li. He seemed to wake up but not to wake up. He was drunk but not drunk. His momentum was implicit and his steps were staggering. However, he had a taste of pulling out the thousand even Qi.

"Why? A thoroughly tempered drunken man is never hard to understand. He knows who created it, fused all the cream of the family, and melted it into a furnace, but it was like nature itself. Seeing the monk's hand, Li's eyes lit up and he couldn't help nodding his approval. His step did not change. He floated gently, like a butterfly wearing a flower. A withered hand pulled by him, he even hit Xuanwu.

"It's really a master."

Xuanwu was surprised. He came forward bravely with his young tiger. He took out the most excellent moves, such as point, cut, hit, smash and kick. The moves were mixed and refined, which made old Li equally marvelous.

If it is said that Hai's drunken boxing is powerful and has deep internal power, it belongs to a typical Buddhist foundation. However, the Xuanwu moves are too complicated, and it seems that there is no routine, and it is self-contained. Originally, I wanted to see the details of Nian Xuanwu, but how can you see who he belongs to.

Xuanwu called Luo Tian as his elder brother. Luo Tian attached great importance to him. He also wanted to see the details of Luo Tian from Xuanwu's moves. However, he didn't expect that the boy's moves were too complicated. However, he took a masculine and orthodox way. He was open and upright. He could also see that he was not an evil person.

"Boy, if you don't work hard at the bottom of the box, we'll lose." When Fahai saw that Xuanwu still used the common moves, he couldn't help drinking. He used all his real skills. Luo hanzui was drunk, but the boy still retained his strength. What's more, Fahai was shocked that every step he moved seemed to be stepping on some kind of drumbeat, which shocked him immensely.

"Step on the palace, walk the eight trigrams, take the rhythm as the root, and use the drumbeat to bless the amplitude. It's good and powerful. If you don't interrupt in the middle, your strength will continue to rise."

Luo Tian looked at old Li and nodded in his heart.

At the beginning, when he met the old man for the first time, he stepped on the drum and went upstairs. Fortunately, he was resisted by himself. Now, seeing the drum beat again, Luo Tian has a deeper understanding in his heart.

He couldn't help sighing: "if he was 20 years younger, he would not be his opponent. When he was young, he was definitely a master in the middle and later stages of entering the holy. Even though the boundary has declined a lot, it is still the peak level at the initial stage of entering the saint. With the combination of Xuanwu and Fahai, he is not an opponent at all."

At the moment, Xuanwu also felt impatient when he heard Fahai's cry. The old man's pace frequency was too strange. Every step was like stepping on his chest, which made him feel depressed and spit blood. He could not play his real strength at all, and was restricted everywhere.

"Brother..."

Xuanwu looks at Luo Tian, and he is ready to use his unique skills. The seven moves of hunting and killing are just too fierce. Their strength increases rapidly. They can only be used on evil opponents. This is just a contest. So Xuanwu hesitates. He is also forced to ask Luotian for his advice.

Luo Tian nodded slightly, his brother to be respected, also must have enough strength!

So Luotian acquiesced.

"Roar..."

Xuanwu suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, just like the howling of a war wolf. The momentum of the whole person changed, and the man became furious. His eyes turned red. His real strength stirred the air, and he even cracked. The strength soars, unexpectedly all of a sudden to the peak of the later stage of entering the house.

The moves have changed and the momentum has changed, just like a fierce tiger. They are fierce, weird and powerful.

"Seven hunting moves!"

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