So from this, you can understand why these sects in the world are basically not short of daily necessities. This is the reason.

The same was true in Huashan back then, but Huashan was steeper than Wudang Mountain, so it was very dangerous to send it to, so it was very troublesome.

"Ice~candy~hulu~~~~!" The shouts of candied haws with long and tone sounds spread across the streets.

"Rouge water powder, please take a look. It's best to buy it for the little lady. The best rouge water powder, the best rouge water powder. The best rouge water powder!"

After walking for a long time on the mountain road, I finally encountered a market. The disciples of the Beggars' Gang were very excited.

On the way, from north to south and then west, they suffered and saw their brothers dying by their side. Now they finally reached their last place.

The helm leader should let them go, and this experience should be over.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the market, got off the donkey, led the donkey slowly, and said to Ma Ning and Ma Rong next to him, "Stay here for a rest. In three days, we will go to Wudang Mountain to pay homage to Zhang Zhenren!"

In the past half a month, Zeng Yunfeng practiced the ten dragon-subduing Eighteen Palms. Indeed, the eighteen Dragon-subduing Palms are still a little bit meaningful. Compared with the roundness of Hong Qigong's palm technique back then, the eighteen Dragon-subduing Eighteen Palms were so smooth.

The palm moves obviously lack some connection, and they have less momentum and pressure than Xiao Feng's fierce and domineering style.

I don’t know who changed it. I changed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms so weakly. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are originally external skills. When you play it, you will advance but not retreat. It is said that you will leave some strength, but actually keep your strength.

It is equivalent to exerting all strength, and there is still strength after the strength.

This is similar to Zeng Yunfeng's blue wave method.

At this moment, Zeng Yunfeng was in full swing, and he was still holding a candied haw in his mouth.

Suddenly, a voice transmission came from the sky, "Hahaha, Zhang Cuishan, you have returned to Wudang Mountain, and you haven't told Xie Xun's whereabouts." A shouting in the sky.

Zeng Yunfeng immediately looked at Ma Rong and Ma Ning and said, "Cover your ears, this is Xuanming ghost crying at night, and you can't resist it."

Ma Rong and Ma Ning immediately used their skills to resist, and several other Beggar Gang disciples also immediately used their skills to resist, and they were still dizzy and tinnitus.

Zeng Yunfeng narrowed his eyes until the laughter passed.

The pedestrians on the street ran away in a blink of an eye, leaving only a mess everywhere.

"Which master is this? Let's show up!" Suddenly, a sound of a circle and a thick voice was said.

Ma Ning and Ma Rong turned his eyes and looked behind him. He saw a figure jumping off Ma Rong from a high altitude. The only man left in the street faced the hand one after another.

During the fierce battle, the old man who had just come out to fight was slapped on the man with a palm. The man spitted out a mouthful of blood, but he still had to hold on to fight back immediately, but after using his skills, he felt cold all over. The man again

He squirted a mouthful of blood and said in surprise: "Xuanming Divine Palm!"

All this happened in the blink of an eye. Ma Rong and Ma Ning did not react at all. Zeng Yunfeng stood there, watching the excitement without moving.

But suddenly, another figure passed through the carriage behind the man, facing a woman, who was knocked away and vomited blood on the spot, and then he stood with the old man just now.

"Hahaha, I think the two must be the two old men of Xuanming who are famous in the world." The man narrowed his eyes and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Zhang Cuishan, if you want to get your son back, tell me the whereabouts of the Golden Lion King Xie Xun!"

"Think about it, if I hit your son with the Xuanming Divine Palm, you think about the consequences." As he said that, he gestured on the child with his palm.

"You try it!" Zhang Cuishan said gritting his teeth.

"The child is innocent, why both seniors make things difficult for this child?" the woman stepped forward and said hurriedly.

"If the two are willing to give up their power, the Wudang Sect and the Ming Church will always be grateful for the great virtues."

"Hmph, I actually want to use Wudang and Mingjiao to suppress me!" This man hugged the child, and the child was still rolling in his arms, "You are a bad person, you are a bad person, let me go, let me go!

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At this time, they were the only ones left in the street.

Except for the more than a dozen disciples of Zeng Yunfeng Beggar Sect and these four people, there was no one left in the street. Zeng Yunfeng was standing in the field with a blue shirt at this time, and was extremely conspicuous.

"You guys are going to get out of here if I don't want to die!" The two people holding the child pointed at Zeng Yunfeng and others and said.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the two children hugging them and asked in a faint voice: "Ma Rong, among these three religions, will the trafficking of children be controlled by our Beggars' Sect?"

Ma Rong pondered for a while and said, "The Lord of the Helm, the Beggars' Sect does have such rules. Things like shooting Huazi are indeed under the jurisdiction of our Beggars' Sect."

"That is to say, this is our Beggars' Sect's business!"

Ma Rong nodded.

Ma Ning next to him was extremely nervous. He heard the four words "Xuanming Divine Palm". He was now feeling weak.

Hearing Zeng Yunfeng's conversation, Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu turned their heads to look at Zeng Yunfeng'er.

The two guys holding the child stared at Zeng Yunfeng fiercely and said sarcastically: "Boy, do you want to meddle in other people's business?"

These people are very clear about the identities. The young men and women are Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, and the two old men who are snatching the children are Xuanming.

Zeng Yunfeng stretched out his index finger and middle finger of his right hand and pointed at the child in the arms of the two old Xuanming Zhonglu Zhanke and said, "Is this child yours?"

Lu Zhanke was stunned for a moment. Is this man stupid? He just now, he snatched it himself and asked, "So what if he is not my child."

"In other words, you are human traffickers, and you are actually shooting flowers in the street. You are quite brave!"

"Human Trafficking?" Lu Zhanke and He Biweng were stunned. What kind of human traffickers?

Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu were also stunned.

Ma Rong explained on the side, "The so-called human trafficker is commonly known as flower shooting."

"Boy, who are you who dares to care about our nostalgia? You think your life is too long, right?" Lu Zhanke's face turned dark.

Zeng Yunfeng pointed to the child in his arms and said, "I am a member of the Beggars' Sect. The two of them openly robbed the child in this downtown city. They were clearly shooting flowers, which is what I called human traffickers, and they should belong to me.

Beggars' Sect's management!"

"You guys are very angry. This is at the foot of Wudang Mountain. I intercepted people from Wudang Mountain. Wudang Mountain did not stand up. You, a beggar in the Beggars' Sect, dare to stand up? You are a long-lasting beggar, I

I will satisfy you!"

The Hebiweng next to him suddenly stood up and moved forward. Zeng Yunfeng threw the donkey reins in his hand and stood up forward. The two of them had a palm, and there was a bang in the audience. The candied haws and rouge were sold by various things around him.

It is floating all over the ground.

Yin Susu and Zhang Cuishan could only hear a sound explosion in the field, and then a wave of air surged, blowing away small objects in various places in the middle of the street.

The two of them clenched each other, and Zeng Yunfeng took three steps in a row, stepped on the ground with his feet. His true energy swelled with the momentum, and his feet fell into three inches, and He Biweng also took a step back.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the frost in his hands, and his hands shook slightly. The frost turned into water fell into the soil. He Biweng's palms trembled, and a trace of blood flowed down his right hand. He Biweng's thick eyebrows raised,

He frowned, "Subduing~Dragon~Ten~8~palms!" He Biweng said coldly word by word.

"Yes, it's the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing. You are a human trafficker. You are still a little knowledgeable! If you don't let anyone go, your mother won't know you!" Zeng Yunfeng pointed at Lu Zhanke and Hebi Wengren again and said.

"You are bold and arrogant, and you dare to shoot flower girls at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Do you think you are a beggar sect and have a free meal?"
Chapter completed!