The twelve movements of Xianwu are the works of Qian Longquan in his whole life.


    As soon as you make a move, you can see the martial arts at the bottom of the box. You can see Qian Longquan''s anger now.


    One hand blows out, the momentum is like a rainbow, if you have the intention to cut off the river.


    Artistic Conception!


    Different from Yan an''s artistic conception, Qian Longquan has been in the artistic conception for many years.


    When Han long looked at it, his eyes moved. He saw his right hand withdraw and stand upright in front of his chest. Then, his single eye suddenly glared, and his golden light flew out like substance.


    The same hand swept out, and Qian Longquan''s hand collision.


    Boom!


    Two palms touch the ground, in an instant, the air is broken, forming a vacuum.


    The ground is sinking and broken.


    The power of the two men is like the power of nine oxen and two tigers, which is the aftereffect. They are enough to break the earth and bricks.


    Qian Longquan''s eyes were bloodstained, but there was a flash of shock and horror in his pupils.


    From the palm of Han Long''s hand, he felt the powerful power of the golden elixir of martial arts. The power of the golden elixir of martial arts was never inferior to that of Han long, and even more than that of Han long.


    Vaguely, he seems to see an artistic conception from Hanlong. This artistic conception seems to be the supremacy of the whole world, and the steadfast calm.


    Ming Wang Yi!


    Qian Longquan''s eyes vibrated. He thought of something.


    There is a Buddhist sect in Tibet. It is said that one of the founders of this sect once built the body of the third Ming king.


    Qian Longquan once had a hand in hand with this Buddhist, and had seen the so-called Ming Wang Yi. If he expected it to be right, this Ming Wang Yi was one of the three Ming kings, tiger spot Ming Wang.


    Buddha''s favorite disciple, with tiger spots, is the representative of great wisdom and courage.


    "You are a man of Vajra Buddhism!" Qian Longquan''s power of the golden elixir of martial arts is endless and cold.


    "No, but I have been practicing in Vajra Buddhism for some time." Han long said with a faint smile, "it seems that you have seen the Ming Wang Yi of Vajra Buddhism!"


    "There are three meanings of the king of Ming Dynasty. This is just the meaning of the tiger king of Ming Dynasty. It is also called the meaning of King Kong."


    Han long is calm. He looks at Qian Longquan and suddenly shakes.


    I saw his body was in full bloom.


    His face also changed, become Hao Zheng, only two eyebrows erect, angry eyes such as thunder.


    Boom!


    At this moment, Qian Longquan only felt that the Han dragon in front of him was not alone, but a King Kong walking out of the vast Buddhist land.


    The eyes of gold are angry, and all living beings are dreadful!


    Even Qian Longquan''s mind swayed for a moment. In the swaying, a great force came from his palm, which made Qian Longquan retreat.


    Qian Longquan suddenly regained his mind, and he gave a loud drink.


    "I don''t respect Buddha, what about Vajra?"


    A burst of drink, he folded his palm, suddenly, jumped up, only to see his hands into a fist.


    I saw that the air between heaven and earth kept coming to Qian Longquan, and he was turned into a dragon.


    He looked at the Han dragon, one step down, and the sound of the dragon''s chant, as if resounding in this world.


    The two fists did not fall, the people did not arrive, but the wind pressure was like a mountain.


    Xianwu next twelve, proud Dragon Seal yuan!


    Han Long''s expression slightly coagulates, he raises Mou to look at Qian Longquan, is a palm clap.


    But when he counted all his hands, he turned them into eight palms. If he had eight arms, he met Qian Longquan''s fists.


    It''s like the collision of heaven and earth. The fist and palm are crisscrossed. In the next moment, a figure will break out of the air. It''s 100 meters before it lands.


    Boom!


    Like a spirit meteor, it fell on the ground, leaving a deep pit of several meters.


    Qian Longquan half knelt on the ground, his mouth bleeding.


    He looked at Hanlong. It was the first time that he had been defeated one-on-one since he entered wudaojindan.


    The strength of the people in front of us, in the realm of martial arts and golden elixir, I''m afraid we are going to enter the peak.


    Even, Qian Longquan has a feeling that this person may not have done his best.


    When did such figures appear in Huaxia? The most important thing is that he never heard of them.


    Han long stopped, his palm is also a red, but by contrast, it is no big problem.


    "Master of the money family, that''s all!"


    "You are good at martial arts. Should you be handed down by the Chen family?"


    Han long said with a faint smile, "it''s a pity that you can''t practice to a great degree. If you don''t, maybe you can be my opponent!"


    When Qian Longquan heard the speech, he was even more angry. He said coldly, "do you think you have the chance to win?"


    The voice has not yet dropped, but see the Han dragon step out, separated by 100 meters, but at the foot of the Han dragon, but only one step.


    Qian Longquan''s face changed, his pupils shrank, and there seemed to be the sound of pengniao beside him.


    Han long appears in front of Qian Longquan, and his palm falls on Qian Longquan''s chest.


    "It''s not the winner, it''s you..."


    The sound of Han dragon sounded slowly in Qian Longquan''s ear, "there''s no chance of winning!"Boom!


    Qian Longquan flew upside down. He directly ran through a villa and dozens of trees. Everywhere he passed, everything was smashed, and there were some bloodstains.


    Han long looked at the end and was about to move again. Suddenly, a bell rang from him.


    Han long takes out his cell phone and answers it.


    He frowned and looked at the place where Qian Longquan had fallen.


    "Good luck, it seems." Han Long''s eyes were calm. Then he turned around and leaped like a roc spreading its wings. After a few moves, he disappeared here.


    In the ruins, Qian Longquan got up slowly, and he suddenly spewed out a big mouthful of blood.


    He hit hard on the ground with one punch, and his eyes flashed past. He was unwilling and resentful.


    "Yan an!" Suddenly, Qian Longquan quickly got up and went to Yan''an.


    In his eyes, Yan an still has a breath, but this breath, but still more weak.


    "Damn it Qian Longquan, an old man who has lived for more than 200 years, is now cursing angrily.


    His eyes were red. He looked at all the members of the Chen family, but he did not dare to leave.


    Han long left for no reason, who knows when he will come back.


    Chen Zu''s family is also a top priority.


    At this time, a shadow in the sky flashed by. Then, a shadow came from the sky.


    Around, the wind like waves, swept in all directions.


    Chen Yi looks at Yan an and his eyes shrink. Then he condenses and exerts some magic power.


    "My heart is broken!" Chen Yi frowned.


    Qian Longquan has already been stunned. How can Chen Yi come back in such a short half an hour when he comes to China from the place where the Jinwu cult is located.


    But at this time, he did not think too much, full of indignation: "when I came, Yan an has been like this!"


    "Chen Zu, it''s me..."


    "Cut the crap!" Chen Yi''s eyes are calm and light.


    He quietly looked at Yan an, life and death in his eyes, like spring and autumn, like reincarnation.


    In his eyes, Yan an suddenly coughed, with a large black blood.


    He opened his eyes and saw Chen Yi and Qian Longquan.


    I do not know where the strength, Yan an up sitting, a wry smile, "Chen Zu, is the strength of Xiaoan poor."


    Chen Yi looked at Yan an quietly and said gently, "leave your last words!"


    Five words, Qian Longquan stunned, Yan an seems to have expected.


    "Chen Zu!" Qian Longquan clenched his teeth and suddenly there was blood flow.


    Chen Yi just looks at Yan an.


    Yan an was silent, and then he laughed, "life in the world, I have achieved my wish."


    "In this era, it''s too cold and thin. Chen Zu, you often say that all living beings are oriented to profit. I hope xiao''an is not one of them."


    "I hope Xiao an can still be worthy of the rare loyalty in the world."


    Chen Yi looks at Yan an quietly without saying a word, but Qian Longquan''s eyes are full of tears.


    "Chen Zu..." Before Yan an''s words were finished, Chen Yi''s ancestral word ring flashed, and Nan''an brew appeared.


    "There''s half a jar left!" Chen Yi said quietly.


    "Ha ha, xiao''an is so bold that Chen Zu can accompany him!" Yan an''s face suddenly turned red. He laughed and took over Nan''an brew which he was proud of all his life.


    He took a big gulp, wine, blood mixed together, down Yan an''s mouth.


    Yan an suddenly puts down the wine jar. He looks at Chen Yi.


    "Yan Zhuang left son, Yan an, live up to this life!"


    "It''s lucky to meet Chen Zu!"


    A pair of eyes round stare, the wine world hanging, such as invite Chen Yi to drink.


    Like mortals, they invite immortals to the moon.


    Chen Yi gently takes the Nan''an brew. He looks calm and takes a big drink.


    A jar of wine is exhausted, but Chen Yi''s mouth is stained with blood on the edge of the jar.


    He quietly looked at Yan an, eyes dim, eyes, still like water, but lips from close, seems to have light tremor.


    "This wine is matchless!"


    A man''s loyalty is equal to his wine.


    On the seventh day of the lunar new year, the whole nation celebrates. Outside the Chen family in Jinling, Zhenjun in Nan''an Die!