Urban Carefree Immortal Emperor

Everyone in the martial arts in Jiangnan City knows that Longhutang can cross Jiangnan City for many years, relying on two powerful boxing and leg methods, which are Fuhu Boxing and Jianglong Legs, respectively! !!

Fuhuquan and Jianglong Legs are both top-grade exercises both internally and externally. It is extremely difficult to practice qigong internally and externally, but they are equally amazing!

Zhu Yunxiong is just the first form of Fuhu Qigong Xiaocheng and the successful practice of Fuhu Boxing. The black tiger punches can be freely stretched in one middle school. He is strong and powerful, and even a few students can't get close. .

The Wang Biao in front of him must be a little bit stronger. Not only did he practice hard to lower the dragon qigong, but also successfully trained the first three forms of the dragon's legs, and his internal force reached the peak of Ming Jin!

Many people predict that if Wang Biao has successfully trained the fourth form of the dragon leg, he should be able to break through into a dark master in one fell swoop, and he can immediately be promoted from a core disciple of Longhutang to a deacon, with bright future. !!

Fuhuquan and Jianglong's legs are extremely domineering skills. They are good at real strong onslaught, continuous moves, and fierce attack!

On the bus, I saw Wang Biao's imposing momentum, howling, his right leg was straight, and he came straight to Yan Huang like a dragon out of the hole. Before the leg arrived, a strong wind rushed to his face!

Facing this kick, Yan Huang stood up without even glancing at it, his body flickered a little, Wang Biao's overbearing and mighty kick passed Yan Huang directly!

Just as Wang Biao's body was about to fly past Yan Huang's body, Yan Huang suddenly shot, closed his fists, and elbowed. A sharp and elbow hit him on the back of Wang Biao! It looks like Wang Biao banged his hands on his back!

"Ah!" With the screams of Wang Biao, there was a burst of "咣 啷 啷" and "碎" glass breaking!

Yan Huang Xijing, as soon as he got on the bus, he usually sat directly in the last row of the bus. At this time, Wang Biao was flying faster because of Yan Huang's "help", and the whole person hit the bus straight. On the rear glass, the glass shattered suddenly, and Wang Biao flew out in a panic!

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At this moment, not far from the bus parked on the roadside, two beautiful shadows were walking slowly along the roadside. Their slender figure and beautiful appearance attracted passers-by around frequently.

One with long hair fluttering and one with short hair flying are Zeng Caixuan and Ruo Nan.

At this point, if the man frowned, he lamented: "Well, the power of Dragon Tiger Hall is too great, I'm afraid this time my dad should not be able to support it, the martial arts hall really has to close the door!"

"Ah, what should I do?" Zeng Caixuan also sighed. When a group of people went to Tao Ranju for dinner two days ago, if the man suddenly had something to leave, he didn't even sing on the KTV behind him. It turned out to be a family accident.

"But you have inherited the Roewe Martial Arts Museum for more than a hundred years, so if you say that it is off?"

"I don't want to," Ruo Nan sighed. "Longhutang sent someone this time but a master of dark power! My dad is afraid ..."

Just then, there was a loud bang, and I saw the rear glass of the bus not far from the two suddenly burst, and a figure fell out from the inside, scaring passersby around! !!

Zeng Caixuan and Ruo Nan were frightened, but when Ruo Nan saw the figure who fell to the ground, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is ... this is Wang Biao, Brother Biao!"

"Why, do you know him?" Zeng Caixuan asked inexplicably.

"Of course I know!" Ruo Nan shouted, "He is the person in charge of Longhutang in these neighborhoods near our No.1 Middle School, and nothing else, our brother's gang is his man!"

"These days, because Dragon Tiger Hall is coming to challenge the relationship between my home martial arts, I know all the warriors in Dragon Tiger Hall nearby!"

"What ?!" Zeng Caixuan couldn't help but startled, he didn't expect Wang Biao to be so big! After all, his dad is a foreign trade company, and all kinds of gangsters and underworld forces know a little, and Longhutang's famous name is naturally heard of.

At this point Zeng Xuan Xuan listened, looking at the two men's look a little surprised, because Wang Biao who fell to the ground at this time seemed to be a little embarrassed!

At this moment, as Wang Biao jumped off, a silhouette slowly jumped down from the broken rear window of the bus. Zeng Caixuan and Ruonan immediately looked at each other and could not help but stare, it turned out to be yellow!

Looks like that, Yan Huang beat Wang Biao off the car!

"Boom!"

A sunny thunder exploded from the heads of the two, and the two of them stunned, then looked at each other involuntarily!

Yes, Yan Huang can fight so well, can I ask Yan Huang to help, so maybe Rongwei Martial Arts Museum can't close the door!

Zeng Caixuan's mind could not help but think of the night before, Yan Huang was in the moonlight, the chic and extraordinary, a figure of three hundred ...

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Yan Huang stood on top of the rear window glass and stood high, and suddenly saw Zeng Caixuan and Ruo Nan, who were not far away, but Yan Huang's eyes swept away, and his eyes didn't stop at all!

Zeng Caixuan looked at Yan Huang and ignored him. I do n’t know why I just felt annoyed in my heart. Yan Huang, this bastard, did not come to a dinner with his parents last night, and was so angry!

In the bus, Yan Xinkan and Han Xinyue and Zhang Ziyun, who had already opened their eyes, were able to cope with these dozens of little punks and jumped directly from the air.

At this moment, Wang Biao, who had been lying on the ground, seemed to be suffering and embarrassed, but was still pretending to be dead. At the sight of Yan Huang's "fall from the sky", it was a burst of joy!

He yelled, his muscles were violently slamming, the dragon qigong rang in his body, his hands and feet tightened on his chest, and he rolled away like a monkey toward the yellow flames that fell from the sky!

"The second type of eighteen-legged dragon, roll the dragon!"

"Oops, Yan Huang recruited it!" If the man saw Wang Biao shrinking, and Yan Huang jumped out of the air, he shouted immediately!

"If the man, what's wrong?" Zeng Caixuan was not a martial arts man after all, and he didn't understand the kung fu moves of lowering the dragon's legs.

"Sure enough, Wang Biao has used the rolling dragon!" Ruonan screamed anxiously when he heard Wang Biao's voice, "Rolling Dragon is the second move to drop the dragon's legs. He can make the practitioners anxious Rolling into the opponent quickly, you can sweep the opponent's bottom plate, and you can also knock your upper body upside down. The speed is extremely fast, and it is very inevitable! "

"The most important thing is that Yan Huang was in the air at this time, and he didn't have the strength to move around. He could only accept Wang Biao's trick!"

"Haha, let's die !!!" Just like a thunder, he quickly approached the Yanhuang body that fell into the sky, and Wang Biao could not help but shouted in excitement. This time, Yanhuang must die!

Sure enough, at the moment when Yanhuang was about to land, Wang Biao, who had been waiting there for a long time, bounced from the bottom up, like a dragon, and kicked a dozen fast legs against Yanhuang in an instant. It's as fast as lightning!

Facing this eye-catching foot shadow, the Yanhuang face did not change color, and stretched out his right hand in the sky-flying foot shadow, carelessly fishing, and suddenly the countless foot-images were like bubbles, bursting!

"You ..." Wang Biao's eyes almost stared out of his eyes! He looked at his right leg in disbelief since Yan Huang was clutched in his hand!

Wang Biao was frightened and furious, twisted and flung, and the only left leg was whistling away as if whistling towards Yan Huang!

Yan Huang's eyes showed a slight disdain, and his left hand grabbed five claws. Suddenly Wang Biao's legs fell into his hands!

"Bang!" Yan Huang's hands re-strengthened, and Wang Biao was like noodles, with his head down, and Yan Huang's hands dragged to the ground!

"Bang!" First, Wang Biao's blood teeth were shot and flew out!

"Bang!" Second, Wang Biao's nasal bone was broken, and blood was flowing!

"Bang!" Third, Wang Biao's face was bloody, and he was completely inhuman, except that his legs were twitching from time to time like dead fish!

"Bang!" For the fourth time, Wang Biao was completely unconscious and completely fainted!

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On the morning of Thursday, March 4, there were ninety-four days before the college entrance examination.

Yan Huang defeated the core disciples of Dragon Tiger Hall, Ming Jin's peak master, and dropped the dragon leg Wang Biao!

Record, two moves to win!