"Dog Beating Stick Technique, specialized in beating bad dogs. Little brother, do you feel comfortable all over?" The white-haired beggar pressed Xiao Luo's shoulder with a wooden stick and laughed.
Xiao Luo raised his head, his eyes spitting fire. This was not so much the "Dog Beating Stick Technique", it was better to play and humiliate him.
At this time, the white-haired beggar let out a burst of laughter like an old urchin, and then kicked Xiao Luo in the chest. The kick contained internal force. Even if it was Xiao Luo, he was thrown back uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string and fell on the lawn four or five meters away.
"Good, good job! Kill this rotten loach!"
Yang Hongzhi, who was watching the fight in the distance, couldn't help but applaud.
Ah San also felt that he had vented his anger. His heart was very happy, but then he frowned: "It's really good, but it's not miserable enough."
"Not miserable enough?" Yang Hongzhi jokingly said.
"Not miserable enough." Ah Si nodded in agreement.
"Then let the old man beat him a little more."
Yang Hongzhi was in a very good mood. He took two steps forward and shouted at the white-haired beggar, "Brother Hong, beat that rotten loach a little more, I will pay you double the salary."
Double the salary?!
Hearing these words, the white-haired beggar's eyes lit up: "Young Master Yang, rest assured, I will make you satisfied." He lifted his right foot, stretched out his hand and buckled his foot, put it back on his slippers, and then hummed a song as he walked towards Xiao Luo. As he walked, he said, "Little brother, I have no choice. I need a lot of money now, so I have to sacrifice you. You can rest assured that after this difficult time, I, Brother Hong, will repay you."
"Repay your grandmother!"
An extremely suppressed roar sounded, as if it was a roar from the soul.
Xiao Luo slammed his palms on the ground. The powerful force made the ground tremble. With the help of this recoil force, he, who was originally lying on the ground, quickly rotated 360 degrees in the air and knelt on one knee on the ground. His arms moved half a circle in front of his chest, and then he pushed toward the white-haired beggar.
Roar!
Accompanied by a dragon's roar that shook the eardrums, the palm force that could topple mountains and overturn seas was vast and mighty in the entire space. The vast power was surging like a raging sea.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
The white-haired beggar's expression suddenly changed. His eyes were wide open and filled with shock. At this moment, he used all of his strength to send out a palm strike. A dragon's roar rang out as the two ferocious forces collided.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted, and the ground between the two of them collapsed into a three-meter-deep crater under the impact of the two powerful forces. Countless pieces of grass flew out, and then shattered into dust in the air. The few pine and cypress trees behind the two of them snapped and fell to the ground because they couldn't withstand the force.
Yang Hongzhi was shocked, and the smile on his face disappeared. At this time, he only felt a creepy feeling.
The white-haired beggar was so shocked that he couldn't control himself. He stared at Xiao Luo as if he was looking at an alien. He lost control of his emotions and said, "Boy, where did you learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"
No wonder he lost control of his emotions. Although all the martial arts in the world came from Shaolin, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had been passed down to this day. Except for their Hong family, no one else had learned it. Now that he found a guy who had learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of Xiao Luo's mouth. His face was as cold as frost. After running his internal force to the extreme, he rushed up like a shadow, turned into a tornado, and slammed his palm towards the white-haired beggar.
"Old man, go to hell!!!"
The terrible power was rolling and mighty, and the roar resounded through the world.
This is Dragon Soaring in the Sky?!
The white-haired beggar's pupils shrank. He was really shocked, but his reaction was not slow. In a situation where he couldn't avoid it, he also used Dragon Soaring in the Sky to meet it.
"Bang!"
The two palms collided, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were mighty in this area. The invisible pressure like angry waves rushed out in all directions. Yang Hongzhi and his bodyguards, who were watching the battle in the distance, were overthrown to the ground.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The calm river surface was like seven or eight bombs exploding under the water. Several tons of river water were blown up two or three feet high, and then poured down like torrential rain.
"Oh my God, what happened there?"
"Why is there an explosion? Is someone frying fish in the river?"
"It's so strange!"
The pedestrians in the distance stopped to watch, but under the cover of the night, they didn't find anything. They all thought that someone was frying fish and walked away.
The white-haired beggar's body swayed as he fell back to the ground. He retreated seven or eight steps before he could stabilize his body. He felt that the blood in his chest was surging, and there was a dull pain. Then, he spat out a mouthful of thick blood with a 'puff' sound.
Xiao Luo landed smoothly with an indifferent face.
"You … Who the hell are you?"
The white-haired beggar was shocked and frightened. He didn't expect Xiao Luo to be able to defeat him. He didn't expect Xiao Luo to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it was more powerful than him. He was completely crushed by the same move.
Xiao Luo was like a phantom, and in an instant, he came close to the white-haired beggar. A breeze blew, and his bangs gently swayed. He was like an evil god, and his whole body was full of evil.
He didn't say a word. His right hand turned into a ghost claw and grabbed the white-haired beggar's left arm. His five fingers were as sharp as bayonets. They easily broke the white-haired beggar's clothes and embedded in his flesh. Blood oozed out.
"Ah ~"
The white-haired beggar let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice. It made the listeners' scalp tingle. Then his right hand slammed down on Xiao Luo's head, trying to force Xiao Luo to let go.
Xiao Luo directly gave him a kick.
"Bang ~"
The white-haired beggar was like being hit by a train. His body turned into a cannonball and smashed backward. He broke three pine and cypress trees in a row before stopping. He was already more than ten meters away. His left arm was tightly gripped by Xiao Luo's claw. The moment he flew out, it was torn from his body and left in Xiao Luo's hand.
The pain intensified, and the white-haired beggar's screams became more shrill. He was rolling on the ground in pain. A lot of blood spurted out from the wound on his left arm.
"Ah …"
Yang Hongzhi was so scared that he sat on the ground. Ah San and Ah Si were also pale. They trembled as if they had seen the devil.
Xiao Luo threw away the white-haired beggar's arm and turned his head to look at them.
His eyes were dim, but the coldness in them made people's souls tremble. Yang Hongzhi and the other two ran back to the black car.
"Drive, drive away from here!"
After sitting in the passenger seat, Yang Hongzhi roared in a horrified voice. He was sweating uncontrollably.
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