"Hey, it's necessary. The old beggar has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grudges, but you little kids can't take advantage of them no matter what."
A person like Hong Qigong, even if he saw Guo Jing's sincere tone and felt a little fond of him, he would not take advantage of him.
"Since the senior has said so, then the junior really has something to ask for."
Taiyuan suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of several people, and Hong Qigong also looked over with a curious expression.
"Ah, I don't know if this Taiyuan Taoist priest has any excessive demands. If he scares Hong Qigong away, wouldn't all my plans be in vain?"
Huang Rong was secretly anxious. She had already planned for Hong Qigong. She wanted to use delicious food as a temptation to let Hong Qigong teach Guo Jing some exquisite martial arts. However, before she could fully use it, she was beaten by Taiyuan.
It broke, which caught her a little off guard.
"Okay, little Taoist priest Taiyuan, please tell me. If it's not a difficult matter, the old beggar will agree."
Hong Qigong was quite happy, but he still left some room in his words.
"I will not embarrass my senior. All I want is to learn a few martial arts skills from my senior. This is just a piece of cake for my senior."
Taiyuan stood up as he spoke, and his originally restrained and mellow aura burst out slightly.
What he has learned is the authentic Taoist internal strength, which coincides with the Taoist concept of indifference and indifference. In addition, he has a profound state. If his aura does not leak, not many people can see his martial arts state. At this time, when he gets up, a wave of
Invisible energy flourished, which shocked people's spirits.
Hong Qigong didn't pay much attention to it at first. He was very familiar with the Quanzhen sect's kung fu. Even if the Seven Quanzhen disciples were in front of him, it would be nothing. However, when Taiyuan's aura was revealed, he was immediately shocked.
"What a Quanzhen Taiyuan. A little Taoist like you has achieved such a level of cultivation. It seems that Taoist Brother Chongyang has a successor!"
Hong Qigong sighed with emotion, and his expression finally became serious.
"It doesn't matter, the old beggar hasn't learned Quanzhen Kung Fu for many years, but today is the right time."
The two men each had strong breaths and condensed spirits. In Taiyuan's eyes, Hong Qigong's figure was as dignified as a mountain, and his breath was mighty, like a dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist, ferocious and upright.
In Hong Qigong's view, Taiyuan's aura is sharp and sharp, like a divine sword that reaches the sky. It is cold and indifferent, aloof. A single thought can save the common people, and a single thought can kill the world. The vast sword intention is rolling and stirring.
However, with the strong momentum and the concentration of the true meaning of martial arts, the void seemed to twist and the air was dull and oppressive. Huang Rong and Guo Jing felt that their hearts were suppressed by mountains, and they quickly retreated dozens of feet away.
It seemed like an instant and it seemed like millions of years. With a slight whistle, Taiyuan and Hong Qigong took action at the same time.
The roar of the dragon shocked the sky. Hong Qigong did not hold back at all. He used one of his most proud skills, one of the Eighteen Palms to Subdue the Dragon. His left arm was slightly bent, and his body was like a horse. He shot out slowly with his right palm, powerful and thick.
The power of his palm surged out, and from a distance, it seemed like dragon-shaped energy was spitting out from his palm.
A strong dragon has regrets, and it cannot last long. Hong Qigong's palm has surging power, majestic true energy, and long-lasting stamina. When he exerts tenfold strength, thirteen of his strength is condensed in his body, which can be said to be retracted and released freely.
Control down to the smallest detail.
Just after this move, Taiyuan looked solemn, knowing that Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had reached the level of strength. Regardless of the palm strength or the change of moves, he could use it at will and strike out with one palm, like the suppression of Mount Sumeru.
It makes people have to fight with him.
Taiyuan couldn't help but admire these fierce and domineering palm techniques.
Not daring to be negligent, Taiyuan's long sword was unsheathed and thrust out diagonally. The sword's light flickered and its blade was winding and zigzagging. There were dozens of changes at the snap of a finger, among which the changes were so exquisite that it was dizzying.
Chi chi, there was a sound of shattering energy, and Tai Yuan's sword light and Hong Qigong's palm power were both shattered.
After one move, the two of them felt awe-inspiring, knowing that the other's martial arts was really subtle and mysterious and should not be underestimated.
"Senior Hong has such superb palm power. The Beggar Clan's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed well-deserved. Let's take a look at Pindao's Quanzhen swordsmanship!"
Taiyuan laughed loudly, his steps changed, and he used a set of Quanzhen sword techniques. Each sword has seven changes, and there are seven sword techniques in total. The sword light is dense and complicated, and the sword intention is awe-inspiring. Looking around, there is a sword on the clearing in the forest.
The light was dense and diffuse, as if there were balls of icy cold air pouring out.
Although the Quanzhen Sword Technique is only the introductory sword technique of the Quanzhen Sect, it is also the most profound sword technique of the Quanzhen Sect. The power of it depends entirely on the martial arts cultivation of the person using it. When Wang Chongyang was discussing swordsmanship in Huashan, he had a long sword.
He defeated all the heroes in the world with his sword, relying on this set of Quanzhen swordsmanship.
At this time, this sword technique was used in Taiyuan's hands. Although the moves were the same, the sword intention was very different from Wang Chongyang's. This was because the two people's true martial arts intentions were different, so there was such a difference.
Hong Qigong learned martial arts from the outside in, and mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Facing Taiyuan's fierce and strict Quanzhen swordsmanship, he did not panic and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in one move calmly.
A strong dragon has regrets, a flying dragon is in the sky, a dragon is seen in the field, don't use it if it hides, it can shock you for hundreds of miles, or it can leap into the abyss, the dragon swings its tail, it can cross a large river, it can't rain due to thick clouds, and so on, eighteen moves are used in succession.
Hong Qigong and Taiyuan have both achieved innate achievements. When the two of them started to move, their sword energy was flowing horizontally and their palms were roaring. Huang Rong and Guo Jing looked on, and saw grass and trees flying in the forest, dust flying, and gradually...
Even the silhouettes of the two of them could not be seen clearly. All they could see were two shadows, one green and one gray, crisscrossing each other, leaping and leaping, every move was exquisite and as fast as lightning. The true energy exploded around the battle group, which was truly earth-shattering.
, a horrific scene like the earth collapsing and the mountains destroyed.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed hundreds of moves. Taiyuan's sword technique became more and more fierce and sharp. Every sword was unpredictable, and the cold light shimmered around many vital points of Hong Qigong's body. If there was even a slight mistake, he would be hit immediately.
The key point is that the sharp sword energy on the Ether Yuan Sword will definitely result in blood splattering.
And Hong Qigong's skills gathered together, and when he waved a pair of iron palms, it was like dragons roaring out one after another, either strong or soft, with random weights. The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, the pinnacle skill, was used in his hands, with flowing clouds and flowing water, ancient and majestic.
, it really has the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.
The fight between the two was so fierce that Huang Rong next to him was gradually dazzled by the sight, and his head felt dizzy. He knew that his cultivation level was insufficient, and he was afraid that watching the fight between the two would damage his spirit, so he closed his eyes to practice, and did not dare to do it again.
look.
On the contrary, Guo Jing was different. He had a solid foundation in martial arts, including the Quanzhen Internal Skill and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Magic Skill. At this time, he was watching the fight between Taiyuan and Hong Qigong, and he only felt that the two of them had one move.
Each move contains profound and mysterious martial arts principles. The martial arts principles and changes in offense and defense that I didn't quite understand in the past suddenly became clear to me at this moment.
Seeing his interest, Guo Jing danced and started practicing.
When the two of them fought to the point of intense fighting, they let out a long roar at the same time, which frightened all the birds. The sound waves rippled like thunder from heaven and earth. The swords and palms flew in the field, roaring with energy, and the sound like exploding beans kept ringing for a while.
In a short period of time, the two have exchanged hundreds of moves. Whether it's Taiyuan's Quanzhen Sword Technique or Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, they have used them several times, but they have become invincible.
Bureau.
As soon as the five hundred moves came, the two of them laughed at the same time and jumped back.
"That's all. It's really a terrifying young man. You, a little Taoist priest, can actually have such martial arts. Even the old beggar almost got hurt by your sword."
Hong Qigong had an expression of amazement on his face, and he was also secretly surprised by Taiyuan's swordsmanship. The Taoist priest in front of him looked like a young man, but his swordsmanship was sophisticated and sophisticated, and his rich combat experience really opened his eyes.
"Senior Hong complimented me very much. You have reached the pinnacle of your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. You can control them as you wish. You can block the sharp sword in the hand of a poor Taoist with a pair of fleshy palms. I am convinced of it."
Taiyuan smiled lightly. After the battle just now, he had already gained a lot of understanding of Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. He was greatly amazed by the exquisite luck and force in it. He was worthy of being the leader of the Beggar Clan.
Help with learning.
"Hey, you kid, the old beggar's most proud martial art is the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon. Just now I didn't take advantage of this skill, so what else can I say?"
When the two of them fought, they felt quite sympathetic to each other, because for masters at their level, it was too difficult to find an equally matched opponent. Although the two of them only fought five hundred moves this time, they still had a great time.
It’s dripping and rewarding.
As soon as the fight stopped, Huang Rong and Guo Jing ran over quickly. When they saw the palm prints and sword marks on the ground, they gasped and were shocked.
Huang Rong looked at Taiyuan with an incredible look. Although she knew that he had broken through the innate realm and was similar to her father's martial arts cultivation, she never expected that his martial arts was really so good. She knew Hong Qi well.
The martial arts skills of this northern beggar are on par with those of her father, Huang Yaoshi. Now that Taiyuan is not losing in a battle with Hong Qigong, the result against her father, Huang Yaoshi, will obviously be similar.
Although she was shocked, Huang Rong quickly calmed down, rolled her eyes, and thought about it.
"Ah, Qi Gong, your kung fu is so powerful. Rong'er really admires it. I don't know what Qi Gong's next plans are. I would like to ask for more advice."
"Hmph, you devilish girl, you have a lot on your mind. Unfortunately, the old beggar will never be fooled. After today's battle, the interest has been exhausted, and the old beggar will leave now."
Hong Qigong had a lifetime experience in the world of martial arts. He immediately had some suspicions about Huang Rong's little thoughts. He screamed in his heart that something was wrong and was about to run away.
When Huang Rong heard this, she didn't panic. Instead, she said with a pity on her face: "Well, I originally wanted to find a place to stay in the town ahead and make some exquisite side dishes for you to taste, Qi Gong.
Yes, but now we are missing a connoisseur among diners, so this would be too boring to do."
When Taiyuan heard this, he secretly laughed. Huang Rong was smart and smart. Although it was just their first encounter, she had already strangled Hong Qigong's life. As soon as these words came out, Hong Qigong's temperament could not bear it.
Sure enough, when Hong Qigong heard that Huang Rong wanted to make some exquisite side dishes, he was shocked and hesitated for a moment.
On the one hand, he doesn't want to cause trouble. If he eats Huang Rong's delicacies, it will probably cause a lot of trouble. But if he just leaves, he is a little unwilling. This is really a dilemma. For mobile phone users, please visit http:/