Vol 11 Chapter 700: : One breath

But with each blow, the air dragon's voice became louder and clearer.
In the beginning, the simple sound was like the sound of a dragon. This time, the sound of the dragon's fist power vaguely contained a real dragon, as if a dragon roaring in the hollow sound, competing with the dragon's breathing.
"Fuck him" the warden scolded him.
The trainer also gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it.
"At this time, the hearts of the two people were shocked, almost to the extreme, so they couldn't help biting their rough mouths.
They were really frightened by Fang Lang's evil degree.
Naturally, they knew that, as the selected group, they were lucky enough to be taught Longquan.
Over the years, immersed in the power of dragon fist, they naturally understood the various meanings of dragon fist, one of them.
It uses the power of a dragon's fist to drive away the evil of the soul, but they can't do this now.
Can you do this after more than ten days of contact with Dragon Fist? How can this stop them from exploding? At this time, Fang Lang waved his fist, and in his will, there was an idea that they couldn't understand.
The dragon's voice became more vivid and lifelike, no longer an onomatopoeia, but a real dragon majesty, so they could see them at the same time.
I can't help being afraid.
Thinking about it now, it seems that I suddenly understand why Fang Lang’s resume, why in just one year, he has turned from a young man who has not studied martial arts to a rising martial arts star, such a terrible martial arts Talent and understanding, even.
The stonemason tried to think, "Even if" three words, and wanted to add a personal name, but wanted to think about it, but found that they knew all the great genius martial arts, and never thought that no one could do such a Fang Lang.
The other young strongmen, although not as sure of what happened as the two instructors, also vaguely felt something, opened their eyes one by one, and refused to miss the slightest movement of Fang Lang.
Because they are practicing dragon boxing.
Fang Lang at this time showed the essence of the Uyghurs during the Dragon Boat Festival, which they did not expect. For them, this is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime observation and understanding process.
In an instant, another stick of incense passed.
Fang Lang's punch speed has been reduced to three to four punches.
He walked around slowly, walked around the shadows, slowly hit the shadows, and every hit was like a dragonfly, he would come back as soon as he touched, breathe slowly, and his mental state A little frustrated.
This obviously requires a lot of energy.
The shadow stood quietly, like a sculpture, motionless, eyes closed, as if asleep.
Aung San! The last voice of the dragon.
Every young man's heart was trembling, a feeling of awe and fear, because of the dragon's voice.
final hit.
Fang Lang ejected a pale black blood arrow, his figure flickered, his footsteps backed three or four steps, he just stood steadily, the whole body was foggy, like a cloud of steam Xia Wei, obviously the body's vitality, all pushed Extreme.
The hearts of all people were awakened with their voices.
Fang Lang stood motionless.
The fog around the body gradually subsided.
Fang Lang has a strange sense of Taoism, his face is rosy, his spirit is flying, there is a hint of jade under his skin, giving him a feeling of pearls and flawless flesh, one breath. ..
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