Hong Qigong once heard rumors from the old man in the gang that it was said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a Khitan-born leader of the Beggars' Sect. He was a natural martial arts genius. He was already a martial arts master at the age of thirty. After the eighteen dragon-subduing palms were shot, few people in the world could catch it, especially the dragon-capturing skill that brought out true qi, which was rare in the world.

Now that martial arts are in decline, it is extremely difficult to practice the Palm of the Sky like Huang Laoxie, and condense the power of both palms into qi and damage the enemy through the air. However, if you want to practice the internal energy and rotate, and use true energy as flexible as using hands and feet, you will never be able to do it.

Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong are both masters of martial arts. They know that after the true qi leaves the body, it is difficult to control it. They have also heard that in the era of prosperous martial arts, some people have practiced dragon-capturing skills, crane control skills, qi swords, and other incredible magical skills, but this kind of thing is just used as a legend and no one will take it seriously.

But today I saw Yang Yi grabbing things in the void, Hong Qigong, and Ouyang Feng all had heartbeats and gasps, which was unbelievable.

Yang Yi saw the two of them with a shocked look on their faces and said with a hilarious look: "Well, this is also considered the Dragon Capture. The methods of controlling objects in the world should be different. Whether it is the Dragon Capture or the Crane Control, the energy comes out of Laogong and returns from Laogong. As long as the dantian qi is full and the internal energy is full, it is not difficult to practice this skill."

Seeing that he was speaking lightly, Hong Qigong couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The dantian qi is full? The internal qi is full? These eight words are difficult to kill many heroes!"

Ouyang Feng said: "Hehe, the dantian is full. How much does it mean to be full of energy? Is it called fullness?"

Yang Yi said: "This state can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words. When you reach that state, you will naturally understand it."

When Ouyang Feng saw that he said it was equivalent to not saying it, he felt very regretful. But he knew that the world's profound martial arts have always been secret, and Yang Yi did not tell him it was normal. If he really told himself how to practice, then he would have to say whether he dared to practice or not.

Mr. Hong Qigong was vaguely distracted by Yang Yi's words. He was more curious about the sentence Yang Yi said just now, "It is also called the Dragon Capture Art" and asked Yang Yi: "What is 'It is also called the Dragon Capture Art'? Could it be that the method of lifting things in the void just now was not the Dragon Capture Art?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "The so-called capturing dragons and controlling cranes is just a means of releasing true qi out of the air. When your true qi is full and polished, you will naturally try to control it from the air. One of the kung fu tests is skill and talent, and both are indispensable."

Hong Qigong nodded and said, "Okay, it seems that both me and the old poisonous creature are not only talented, but also skilled."

Ouyang Feng glanced at Hong Qigong and said lightly: "Old beggar, you said you are, why did you bring me in too?"

Hong Qigong's eyes rolled: "Am I wrong? How powerful are you than me?"

Ouyang Feng was extremely envious and had always been indifferent to his emotions. In addition to facing Yang Yi, he had always been silent to others. He heard that Hong Qigong was not good at speaking, so he just smiled and said no more. He picked up the wine bowl and said to Yang Yi: "King Yang Tian, ​​I will toast you a bowl of wine!" He drank the wine in one gulp and said: "King Yang Tian, ​​before you, the person I feared and admired the most was Chongyang Palace Lord Chongyang. This person was born great and created his own innate skills. When he was discussing swordsmanship in Huashan, four of us were suppressed by him, so they all obeyed him as the number one in the world."

Ouyang Feng laughed and said, "Because I am Western Poison, Wang Chongyang has been guarding against me, for fear that no one in the Central Plains can control me. When he was dying, he plotted against me again and even used the Yang tips passed down from Emperor Duan's family to break my toad skills!" Ouyang Feng remembered the past and sighed: "Wang Chongyang could break my skills, so he could naturally kill me, but he did not kill me! If this person had gathered his fingers with his innate skills before he died, he would have been able to kill me in one fell swoop, but he did not do so, but instead saved my life. Hehe, the kindness of a woman!"

He poured himself a bowl of wine, drank it all in one go, and said, "Wang Chongyang has been proud and arrogant all his life, and his martial arts skills are superior to that of the present. I admire him, but he has many concerns in his work and is too soft-hearted. I look down on him again!"

Ouyang Feng looked at Yang Yi: "You are very similar to Wang Chongyang, the same force, the same heroic spirit. But you are decisive and cruel, which is very different from Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang has many concerns in doing things and has always been difficult to let go. You act on your own likes and dislikes and do whatever you think. Just because you are unhappy for a moment, even your own emperor is cut off! There are so many murderous people in the world in ancient and modern times!" Ouyang Feng's voice became low: "So you are the king of Yang, and even the madman Yang!"

After drinking the last bowl of wine, he threw the wine bowl to the ground, stood up and said, "So I'm afraid of you!"

When Hong Qigong saw him shakingly pulling the snake stick towards the room, he suddenly felt sad that the rabbit died and the fox was dead. He was also a person who liked fame. He was ready to win the title of No. 1 in the second Huashan Sword Competition and won the title of No. 1 in the world. Unexpectedly, Yang Yi came out of nowhere and defeated the world. The title of No. 1 in the world was not needed, but he naturally fell on Yang Yi. How could this make these five great figures in the first sword competition behave? Not only Ouyang Feng looked lonely, but Hong Qigong also felt extremely depressed. What is the meaning of a competition that knew it would be defeated?

But this time, when I came to Jindu, there was little trouble to discuss swordsmanship, and there was something else to do. He had to come here in person, not to mention that all the heroes in the world would probably only have this once. Only Yang Yi has such a big deal. If he didn't come to see it, wouldn't it be a pity for his life?

He sighed, picked up the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine. He wanted to drink it all, but was blocked by Yang Yi's palm: "Master Hong Gang, do you dare to drink the wine that Xi Du has moved?"

Hong Qigong stiffened his body and secretly scolded himself for being confused: "Why am I so careless! How can the things that the old poisons have come into contact with are so careless!"

Just as he was upset, he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance on the long street. It seemed that two people were chasing and rushing at Mercedes-Benz at a very fast speed. When they heard their voices, it seemed that they were still some distance away from the inn. Hong Qigong was still holding a wine bowl. When Hong Qigong put the wine bowl on the table, the two had already arrived near the inn.

One man howled, "Heaven King! Heaven King Yang!"

Fortunately, this inn is remote and located in the suburbs of the city. Ouyang Feng spent his wallet. If it was a bustling city, if someone heard the word "Yang Tianwang", it would be a mess immediately. The place is quiet and sparsely populated. At this time, it is time to use the lights, and there are few people walking around nearby, which is less trouble.

Yang Yi knew that it was Qiu Qianren who made a sound, and said in surprise: "Huh? The desperate escaped person who could chase him without a single palm. Did he provoke Huang Yaoshi or an old naughty boy?"
Chapter completed!