Wild Dragon

For decades as an ascetic monk, he only sleeps sitting cross-legged in meditation, but never sleeps in bed.This perseverance alone is powerful enough.Although this is a must for monks, in this day and age, there are still a few monks who can play like this.

Ka Ka Ka!As Master Yanqing stood up, the thin old monk's muscles and bones exploded, and he felt like Chen Hutu.This is a manifestation of the great heat of outsiders' kung fu practice, which is quite terrifying.But Yi Jun knew that this old monk who guarded a rich collection of martial arts would certainly not only practice foreign martial arts.like that which is said to have the effect of purifying the essence and cutting the marrow

But at this moment, Yi Jun suddenly stuck out his left hand.Not a punch, but a "snap"!

Huh... a group of intense flames suddenly rose.In a pitch-dark environment, the sudden appearance of such a dazzling light is of course unbearable.What's more, the fire thing is also very bluffing, and it happened to appear a foot away from Master Yanqing!

Because Master Yanqing who touched the bench was a little caught off guard, but now he was confused by this fire.But before he came back to his senses, the whole environment immediately returned to pitch black, and the flames went out!As a result, Master Yanqing's eyes became even more temporarily blind.Tete Mom is so exciting, I can't stand it!

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Yi Jun smashed his right fist straight at the old monk's face!

"83 strokes!" Yi Jun shouted.

In this night battle, the real Nima is shameless.