Evil Master

"F * ck you, this poor monk will make a trip for you."

Duan Hong struck out with seven red lotuses.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

The frost above could be vaguely seen as the temperature of the room dropped significantly.

Seven red lotuses bloomed, and like a red disk, they collided with the handsome man's Ice Fist.

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< p > "Boom.

The powerful energy instantly dissipated and the entire box began to shake. The handsome man had clearly underestimated the power of the Lotus Seal. His cold body felt as if it had been struck by a fireball.

His entire body flew up into the air and heavily crashed into the wall behind him.

The temperature in the room returned to normal. Duan Hong's sweat, which had just calmed down, appeared again. He had overused his strength, and the Lotus Seal exhausted his internal energy completely.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

Blood dripped from the corner of the man's mouth, and his smile was twisted. He slowly stood up from the ground and stretched his body as he coldly asked, "What's your name?

Duan Hong was panic-stricken in his heart. After expending all his inner Qi, his four limbs were trembling and his brain was trying to figure out a way to escape. Otherwise, he would definitely beat this handsome guy to the ground.

> < "Sure, but it's the same if I sit down and don't change my name. Your grandfather, the Segmental Large Intestine, is also one of them."

Duan Hong suddenly thought back to what Withered Grass had said. If he met an opponent he couldn't defeat, he would drink a mouthful of Wumu Divine Wine s from the silver wine bottle.

He immediately reached into his pocket and grabbed the bottle of wine, thinking that this pretty boy was also injured.

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< p > "Madman.

The handsome man cursed angrily and patted off the dirt on his body. Suddenly, his entire body emitted a freezing cold aura, as if he had turned into a cold stick.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

Duan Hong thought in his heart, and immediately escaped from the silver bottle and gulped it down. He knew the power of Wumu Divine Wine, so he didn't dare drink too much, and only took a sip.

As the fiery and fiery chili wine entered his intestines, the colorless wine had already entered Duan Hong's body and merged with his blood, transforming into a bloody snake in heat, scurrying all over his body.

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Duan Hong felt his consciousness become dizzy, and he felt like he was about to faint. He knew that feeling was about to come again, and the strength in his body started to rise sharply.

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Duan Hong shouted, as waves of red light flashed across his body.

"He!"

With a low roar, Duan Hong charged towards the handsome man like a leopard from a mountain. Using both his hands and feet, he did not have any moves, but rather, it was a kind of fighting style that belonged to the king of the eight punches.

The handsome man was shocked. He stared at the blood-red eyes of the man in front of him, so scared that even his lips were dry.

The other side's strength was growing, and the handsome man found it difficult to resist. He no longer looked as confident as he did before, but rather a bit frightened.

The handsome man was not paying attention as he punched Duan Hong once. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a little tiger tooth mixed within.

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< p > "Pa!

Another punch landed on the handsome man's cold eyes, and huge dark circles appeared under his eyes. Tears flowed uncontrollably out of them, and he couldn't open them again.

Duan Hong kicked the handsome man, who let out a howl like a pig being butchered.

His body collapsed on its own.

How could Duan Hong, who was close to going crazy, let him go? His body's strength seemed to be tens of times stronger than normal, and if he did not release it, he seemed to be able to explode.

Relying on his little bit of consciousness, he rode on the handsome man. His two fists rained down on the handsome man's face. He didn't even have the time to check the vibrations on his phone.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

Duan Hong's saliva splattered everywhere, his entire face was twisted from his excessive strength, and he looked like a visitor from hell with a pair of black and red eyes.

It was unknown how many punches he had thrown, but Duan Hong felt his arm ache slightly. Exhausting all of his strength, he looked at the handsome man weakly for a moment, and spat: "Beautiful boy, be more careful next time. If you see me, please immediately avoid it, or else your face will be ruined the next time."

Suddenly, a wave of clamorous noise came from outside. Duan Hong was startled, if the adonis were to come and help him at this time, he would not be able to do it no matter what.

Looking out of the window, he suddenly saw a bolt of lightning striking down like a silver snake. The dull thunders rumbled loudly as raindrops the size of beans poured down.

"F * ck, it's raining."

Duan Hong did not dare delay, and jumped down from the fifth floor in a flash. Using the dagger and the cow tendon rope to wrap around the windows, he landed in the alleyway, took off Brother Shitou's jacket and ran off quickly.

The two women below were listening to the commotion upstairs. Hong Fenghuang ordered them to come up and let the handsome man know that they had been beaten to death.

When they entered the room, they couldn't help but be shocked. The previously intact private room was now in ruins and there were wood shavings everywhere. There was a pig's head lying on the floor.

Looking at the clothes carefully, the two women realized that the pig head was none other than a handsome man.

His face grew three times bigger like an iron basin. His eyeballs protruded out of his eye sockets, his nose was sunken in, and his mouth was constantly spitting out teeth.

< p > "Brother Xiu Tian?" You — how did you become like this?

"Wuwuwu ~ ~"

The handsome man's mouth was wide open, wanting to say something, but he couldn't. He could only stare out the window at the heavy rain with tears in his eyes.

The two women hurriedly carried him downstairs — Duan Hong's entire body was wet.

His entire person was standing at the mouth of the alley, allowing the rain to wet his body. His eyes were filled with sadness, and a flash of lightning illuminated his ashen face, causing him to tremble uncontrollably in the rain. He watched as Hong Fenghuang and the handsome man who had been beaten into a pig-headed shape get into the car, and only after the car had left did he wipe off the rain on his face with a heavy heart.

Remembering that Zhu Shan, Wang Erdan, and the other two were still at the Lamian restaurant, they slowly walked over with their weak bodies. Once again, they passed by the gate of the Golden Pink Family, and to them, Duan Hong, who was completely drenched, was just like a stray dog.

When he walked into the Lamian restaurant, he realised that Zhu Shan and the rest were not there, and his heart was immediately filled with loneliness. Duan Hong shook his head to clear himself up, hoping to discard this bad feeling.

His right hand clenched into a hook as he thought to himself: Pretty boy, if I catch you, I'll immediately cripple you. I'll beat your face until it's bleeding, eyeball stitches, and your nose falls off. Let's see if you can still act so arrogantly then.

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< p > "Hehe.

That person grinned, his eyes full of playfulness. When Duan Hong was still three meters away from him, he threw out his right fist at lightning speed.

The wind from his fists was sharp and brought with it a burst of cold air, causing Duan Hong to shudder.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

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> The fist before him. Duan Hongyang grinned as he grabbed towards the handsome man's fist with the hand hidden behind his back.

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< p > "Peng.

With a muffled sound, Duan Hong was pushed back a few steps before regaining his balance. His arms felt slightly numb, and he was greatly shocked.

His Dragon Seizing Hand had reached the Mastery Stage, and his incomparably hard hands were able to crush that man into pieces.

Damn, this guy is a bit troublesome." Duan Hong shook his right arm and looked down. When he saw that his entire right hand was covered in a layer of frost, he thought to himself, "Why does this guy's fist have such an ice-cold aura?

The handsome man only trembled slightly. The smile on his face grew wider as he increased his speed. He pulled back his right fist and gathered his strength.

Duan Hong did not dare to go head to head with him anymore, and silently cursed this guy for not eating anything in a single move.

He pulled up the sandalwood chair and smashed it onto the handsome man's face.

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< p > "Crash!

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

It seemed that he could only use Lotus Codex once!

Duan Hong immediately activated Shaoyang Small Intestine Scripture with his Yin Heart Sutra. Boom!

The handsome man was slightly stunned, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared with a trace of confusion and hatred. The coldness on his right fist became even stronger.

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