"Hum, just try." Duan Hong roared and pushed out with his right hand. The seven red lotus flowers in full bloom were fresh and delicate, which was clearer than in the Shura arena. Red Phoenix in front of a bright, in the heart secretly hate: as expected is he, is this move! If it had not been for the lotus, my grandfather would not have died on the battlefield - the lotus came out of the mud and did not dye it. In some turbid air, seven red lotuses kept spinning like illusions, shaking off the surrounding atmosphere and flying to Jueming with a holy breath. Red lotus seems to be slow, but in fact, just from Duan Hong's hand, immediately flew to Jueming. The latter's two triangular eyes sparkled, and he let out a roar, clapping his palms on the red lotus“ Break it for me As soon as he finished his broken words, his voice shook nine days, the whole workshop trembled a few times, the dust fell from the beams, and the iron gate was rattling. The red lotus was vulnerable in juemingmen's palm, and the seven lotus immediately broke up with a bang“ Ha ha ha, have a good time Jueming helped Sanxian beard and looked at Duan Hong, who was almost exhausted. It's not easy for him to make a real lotus seal with his current strength. Duan Hong's face turned pale when he saw that the lotus seal was broken up by the old Taoist's palm. His right arm trembled slightly because of too much force. His body was empty and his breathing was heavy and turbid. The old man's Kung Fu is really better than mine. I think the third master or the second master should be able to beat him here. What should I do? Duan Hong's eyes turned, thinking: is he drinking a mouthful of Wumu wine? Is this too harmful to the body, or spit some blood and go wild? It's not good either. The sequelae is so serious as last time“ All - all here? " Just when Duan Hong hesitated to choose the same way between walking and drinking, his familiar voice came from the top of the steel beam of the workshop. He was a little hoarse and stuttered. His tongue seemed longer than others, and he couldn't pronounce clearly. The voice had been gone for four years. Duan Hong excitedly looked up and saw an old Taoist sitting on the steel beam. This old Taoist and Jueming had a huge difference in appearance. Jueming is a man of immortality, and his clothes are very similar to that. The Taoist priest on Liang is wearing a shabby Taoist robe, holding a black iron jar in his hand, his nose is red, his eyes are blurred, and his face is as thick as mud“ Oh, it's you again Jueming just broke the shadow of lotus seal, the second shadow came again! The old road of pickle fell down from the steel beam quietly, two dysentery eyes with two Tuo eye excrement, and said with a smile: "you are still making unremitting efforts to be a bad man?" Jueming's face turned red and left without saying a word. All the people except fan Tong were stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on.