"Hey?" Gao Xinyue turned around and saw Wang Lang rushing out, and looked at Lei Huaer again, "What is he going to do?"

Lei Huaer also looked puzzled, not sure why Wang Lang suddenly rushed down.

Wang Lang rushed straight towards the girl dressed in hip-hop style and reached out to grab it. Unexpectedly, the girl jumped forward and barely avoided Wang Lang's hand. Then he jumped up on the spot, whipping his leg in the air 180 degrees and whipped Wang Lang's head.

The speed of reaction was extremely fast.

Wang Lang slightly retreated and avoided the whip legs. After the girl landed on the ground, she raised her legs straight and raised them high towards Wang Lang's head, and a set of movements were completed in one go.

Bang!

Wang Lang avoided it, but the bricks on the ground were stomped by the girl.

This skill guarantees the peak return to the realm.

The girl turned around and looked at Wang Lang and laughed at Wang Lang.

Ball ball.

I had a friction with Wang Lang in Linghe City a long time ago. It was not the kind of friction in love, but the friction in fists and feet.

The female disciple of Ghost Hand.

He was still beaten by Wang Lang at that time, but he didn't expect that he could reach this point today and could still avoid it before Wang Lang took action.

Wang Lang wanted to ask about the whereabouts of Qiuqiu Ghost Hand. None of the master and disciples are good. Almost everyone has a life on their hands. Moreover, killing people is not good or bad. If you don’t feel happy, you will kill people.

Qiuqiu looked at Wang Lang with a smile on his face, "Black Dragon King, long time no see."

As soon as Qiuqiu spoke, Wang Lang felt frizzy on his back. The reason was that Qiuqiu's voice was very low when he spoke, as if there was something in his throat. A woman's voice was hoarse, as if she had been smoking cigarettes for decades.

"It's been a long time no see." Wang Lang looked at Qiuqiu, "Where is your master?"

"My master won't worry about you anymore. But I have been thinking about you for nearly a year." Qiuqiu stared at Wang Lang.

"No, no, I'm a man with integrity, and I'm also an aesthetic man. I won't have any thoughts on you. It's useless for you to think of me." Wang Lang said.

Qiuqiu sneered, and his five fingers clattered, "I haven't changed my bad habit of being accustomed to you yet. Today I'll treat you."

After saying that, Qiuqiu walked towards Wang Lang, his hands were full of wind, his five fingers formed claws, and he passed by rubbing Wang Lang's clothes. The fist whirred, and directly wiped Wang Lang's clothes. His skin was so hot that it hurt.

Wang Lang screamed in pain. His injuries had not healed yet and there were steel nails inside. Wang Lang was not suitable for heavy movements at this moment, and he did not dare to exercise vigorously. His speed was indeed much slower.

Even so, I have to say that Qiuqiu's skills have indeed increased a lot, which is not something that ordinary people can do. Wang Lang has seen the talent of Qiuqiu before, and the roots and bones are just like that, and the meridians have not been opened. Unexpectedly, after a few moves this time, Wang Lang was shocked to find that the eight extraordinary meridians of Qiuqiu were opened. It was a natural time for such people to practice.

What is the great fortune of a person to be like this? There are indeed some people in the world who use external forces to open up the eight extraordinary meridians, but the probability is pitiful, and most of them are broken and useless. In the whole world, they only reach a peak through this method.

Qiuqiu met an expert.

Moreover, during the fight, Wang Lang found that the internal force of the ball was very strange. When each punch came, the dark force was like a poisonous snake and had to penetrate Wang Lang's body. It was really uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Wang Lang's internal strength is also extraordinary. The internal strength of the ball can be easily resolved in front of Wang Lang's internal strength, but Wang Lang's wound has just healed and his vitality has not yet recovered completely.

Qiuqiu's offense is very fierce, and he doesn't seem to know how tired he is. Moreover, every move is a killer move, and he wants to kill Wang Lang in every move.

Wang Lang did not take it tough, but instead used soft power to resist it. He made a big move, and the two of them were hard to part with each other.

There are also many people coming and going on the road at this moment. After seeing Wang Lang and Qiuqiu, they stopped and took out their cell phones to take pictures.

Qiuqiu frowned and turned his head towards a place.

Wang Lang followed closely behind.

Gao Xinyue in the car chased her and saw Wang Lang chasing a woman.

"Don't stand there, chase him and help. He still has injuries on his body. If something goes wrong, it can't be cured by a simple operation." Gao Xinyue urged Lei Huaer.

When Lei Huaer saw the other party's fighting level, he knew that it was useless to go there. However, after Gao Xinyue said this, Lei Huaer touched the gun on the back and chased Wang Lang.

Gao Xinyue paused, turned around and drove after him.

As Qiuqiu was running, he turned his head and found that there were a few good things. He held up his mobile phone and ran over to continue recording videos. It is not easy for people nowadays to become popular. He can do anything.

Qiuqiu finally turned his head and ran to the side of a building. He jumped onto the window on the first floor and stepped onto the second floor. He jumped a few times and went straight to the top of the sixth floor. Wang Lang didn't stop and had to catch up with Qiuqiu and ask the whereabouts of the ghost hand.

Ghost Hand disappeared inexplicably with Shi Ling and others. At that time, these people were Mr. Qi Feng's younger brothers. Later, Mr. Qi Feng died, but these people escaped early. Since Mr. Qi Feng was killed by Wang Lang, he felt something was wrong. Qiuqiu must know where the ghost hand has gone, so he must ask Qiuqiu what the situation is. Where is the ghost hand now. Ghost hand is the kind of old enemy, new and old hatreds, and Wang Lang must kill the ghost hand to be finished.

The ball on the roof stopped and slanted his eyes downstairs and was blocked by the floor to shoot a group of ders who were filming videos, "I dare to chase me again, I will kill you."

Qiuqiu looked at Wang Lang in a blink of an eye, "What the senior of the Dragon Slayer said is indeed good. I can wait for the person I want to wait here. At first, who did I think it was, but I didn't expect it was you."

After hearing the three words "Slaying Dragons" and Wang Lang felt nervous. He was Slaying Dragons again. He never thought that this Slaying Dragons were related to Qiuqiu again. If it was related to Qiuqiu, most of them were related to Ghost Hands.

Who is this dragon slaying birth?

"Where is the dragon slaying?" Wang Lang asked again.

"How can the name of a real person be said as you want? How can the whereabouts of a real person be asked as you want? The Black Dragon King really treats himself as a root?" Qiuqiu sneered.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Is this skill someone forced to incite you to do?
Chapter completed!