Duan Hong tried his best to avoid his sharp edge and stopped him with a dagger from time to time. Jueming's whisk is like a bottomless hole. Every time the dagger touches the whisk, its powerful power is immediately removed. However, it has a continuous soft force on it, and its action is not very fast, but it can always properly block Duan Hong's attack and counterattack at the right time. This is the strength of the master level figure of the eight trigrams leader. He can swim in the eight trigrams and bring softness in his hard work. He not only has unique insights in boxing, but also is extremely strong in internal Qi. His physical quality has long exceeded the limits of human beings. This kind of person can't be compared with ordinary people, which is why there is a rule that the hidden middle and senior people don't fight with the world. They are not at the same level at all. But after a while, Duan Hong's forehead was sweating. Generally speaking, his kung fu was still not high. Under normal conditions, ordinary people could not fight him. For example, Jueming, who had been a monk since childhood and practiced Taoism, was still a big gap! Duan Hong's Dragon catcher and 24-way Tan's legs are all close attack. The old Taoist played the dust into a ball of white light, and he couldn't get close at all. In addition, his footwork is no worse than Duan Hong's, so it's hard for him to stick to the two kinds of Kung Fu. If it goes on like this, Duan Hong thinks: old Niu's nose is probably an old virgin, but my mother is not breathing. If it goes on like this, I will lose, and I will fall into the hands of Red Phoenix. I don't know what punishment I will suffer. Will I drop wax whip and take off? Peeking at the Red Phoenix, she looks at herself with a smile. Duan Hong doesn't want to fight. The old lady steals her knife and grabs her brother. If she catches her, she has to be whipped! Duan Hong looked at Jueming again. His whole face was twisted together. Three strands of beard were flying, and his Taoist robe was bulging. It was obvious that his strength was at the peak. Duan Hongmeng gritted his teeth and said in secret: fight! Holding a simple dagger in his left hand, he suddenly concentrated his internal strength on his right arm through the three channels. The lotus pattern immediately appears in the palm“ Lotus seal Jueming looked up to avoid the dagger and exclaimed excitedly, "I've been waiting for many years at this moment. Come on!"“ Niubi, you really know the lotus classics. " Duan Hong thought to himself: he has dealt with "grandfather" many times, and it is not too much to know lianhuadian. Jueming threw away the dust, opened his two flesh palms, and said, "I don't believe it. The eight trigrams palms I've studied for so many years can't reach your lotus seal?"