Starting from ten times the talent of Zhang Sanfeng 158 The Dragon has Regrets
Before Meng Xiuyuan walked out of the dark alley, he saw dozens of Wuyangyang people coming towards him.
This group of people are all fresh and energetic, with steady and powerful steps. They are either tall and strong, with majestic appearance, or have fair skin and elegant appearance. They all obviously have good kung fu in their bodies and are different from ordinary people in the world.
If they hadn't been holding bamboo sticks and wearing ragged clothes, Meng Xiuyuan would never have recognized them as members of the Beggar Clan.
The leader among them was a long-armed old man with a sack on his back and a stern and cold face.
He came with anger on his face. When he entered the alley, he saw several Beggar Clan disciples behind Meng Xiuyuan who had been hit on acupuncture points and fell to the ground. He thought that he had lost the lives of several more members of the Beggar Clan.
, the face couldn’t help but become even colder:
"Evil thief, you didn't say anything about killing my Brother Ma, but now you don't even care about your status, even a junior disciple like this..."
Before he finished speaking, the long-armed old man had already picked up the sack on his shoulder and struck it at Meng Xiuyuan. The sack was blown by the wind, opened its mouth, and fell over Meng Xiuyuan's head.
When Meng Xiu saw the situation, he felt that the old man's body was filthy and smelly, and there was a slight "swirling" movement coming from the sack. It was obvious that there was something alive inside, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He had always been a tidy person, so he didn't want to get involved with this old beggar. He immediately made a move and used the "Lingbo Weibu" to retreat more than ten feet away like a phantom in the breeze.
"I misunderstood, I am not Murong Fu, it was you disciples who misunderstood my martial arts.
My name is Meng Xiuyuan, and I am the neighbor of your gang leader. I have known him since I was young.
I happened to pass by Luoyang today and wanted to meet him for a while.
If you call your gang leader Qiao here, he will naturally recognize me."
Meng Xiuyuan has no grudges against this group of beggar gangs. Everything is caused by misunderstandings, and he doesn't want to make things worse.
So even if everyone on the other side was rude, he still wanted to explain the matter as clearly as possible, without hurting his harmony and making things difficult for Qiao Feng.
Unexpectedly, after hearing Meng Xiuyuan's words, the long-armed old man immediately frowned and shouted:
"Huh, you made up such a lie without asking for information first.
Gang Leader Qiao comes from a farm family, so how could he have a neighbor like you with amazing martial arts skills at such a young age?
I originally planned to capture you for interrogation first, but I didn’t expect you to miss the mark first..."
As he spoke, the long-armed old man became more and more convinced that Meng Xiuyuan was a ghost, so he secretly made a gesture behind him, asking the Beggar Clan disciples behind him to surround Meng Xiuyuan.
This group of beggars had just seen Meng Xiuyuan's erratic and erratic steps. They were all shocked and did not dare to neglect. They held bamboo sticks in their hands tightly. Their positions were staggered and regular. They didn't know if they were used for something.
Formation.
Meng Xiuyuan was helpless and took a slight step back, thinking that all the truth would be revealed when Qiao Feng arrived, so he was still reluctant to hurt anyone.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, another group of beggars poured in from the other end of the dark alley. They rushed towards this side while shouting and cursing. Apparently, they wanted to block Meng Xiuyuan to death in the dark alley.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Meng Xiuyuan sighed slightly, thinking secretly in his heart how to deal with it.
In fact, if he wanted to take action, it would only take him a moment to capture these beggars.
But listening to what the long-armed old man said, "You kill my brother Ma," it was obvious that their deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan was dead, and he died due to his own unique skill, so these people in the beggar gang behave like this. Angry and angry.
And when Meng Xiuyuan, a young, handsome man with strong martial arts skills, suddenly appeared and injured a Beggar Clan disciple, it was no wonder that he was suspected and mistakenly identified as Murong Fu.
Considering this and looking at Qiao Feng's face, Meng Xiuyuan did not want to get along with these beggars and just wanted to delay it until Brother Qiao arrived.
Seeing that the beggars on both sides of the alley were almost closing in front of him, Meng Xiuyuan, who was unwilling to take action, simply pointed his toes and flew up on the spot, heading towards the eaves of the house beside him.
"Hurry up and release the concealed weapon!"
"Murong little thief, where are you running?!"
"Avenge Deputy Gang Leader Ma!"
In an instant, countless poisonous needles, darts, broken tiles and stones flew towards Meng Xiuyuan. What's worse, there was also a colorful poisonous scorpion thrown by the long-armed old beggar, which was obviously intent on killing Meng Xiuyuan.
Seeing this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but frown slightly and felt a little angry. He immediately stood on the eaves and waved his right sleeve towards the alley below, causing a huge wave of air.
With this move, not only were all the hidden weapons and poisons blown away, but a lot of gravel and dust were also raised on the ground, blowing directly on the beggars in the alley.
Although it still didn't hurt anyone, it was so confusing that they couldn't open their eyes, and their bodies were sore from the pebbles, and they couldn't help but scream "Hey, you, you, you".
The next moment, Meng Xiuyuan, who had punished these beggars, was about to leave when he heard a somewhat familiar roar coming from behind:
"stop!"
When Meng Xiuyuan heard the sound, he quickly turned around and saw that it was indeed his brother Qiao Fengqiao, whom he had not seen for many years, who was speeding over on the bricks and tiles of the roof.
However, due to the angle problem, Qiao Feng could not see the situation of the beggar gang disciples in the alley below Meng Xiuyuan. He only heard a familiar cry of pain, and he misunderstood that it was "Murong Fu" who had been attacking him and the beggars. The gang members were so angry that they couldn't help but be furious.
In fact, Meng Xiuyuan had already turned around at this time, and Qiao Feng could see his face clearly.
But because of Ma Dayuan's death, Qiao Feng was already deeply grieved. Now he heard reports from his subordinates that Murong Fu had committed another murder in Luoyang City and was planning to kill members of the Beggar Clan.
He hurriedly came to find out the situation, and sure enough he saw "Murong Fu" committing murder and injuring people.
At this moment, Qiao Feng's ferocious nature was immediately aroused, and his eyes were already red.
Under such circumstances, even if he glanced at Meng Xiuyuan's face, how could he recognize this little brother he hadn't seen for seven or eight years?
Therefore, Qiao Feng, who was still seven or eight feet away from Meng Xiuyuan, had already taken action with anger, slapped the ground with his right hand, and slapped Meng Xiuyuan with all his strength.
As if he was still not satisfied with the power of his palm, Qiao Feng took out his right palm and quickly rushed forward. He was already three or four feet away from Meng Xiu. Then he struck out with his left palm and pushed forward with his back palm.
Palms, the strength of the two palms are combined, and the overwhelming pressure comes over them.
This move with both palms together is extremely powerful, like a surge of rage and overwhelming force, and like an invisible high wall with nowhere to hide.
Meng Xiu saw this situation and shook his head helplessly, but he was also secretly excited.
He recognized that Qiao Feng's two palms before and after were all using the "Exalted Dragon Has Regret" style in the "Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms", which was quite powerful.
After traveling through two lifetimes, a total of thirty years, Meng Xiuyuan had never faced such wild and domineering palm power, which could not help but arouse his little desire to win as a warrior.
"Haha, Brother Qiao, you are testing me as soon as we meet..."
While they were talking and laughing, Meng Xiuyuan also suddenly swung out his right palm, and went straight to meet Qiao Feng's palm force without any tricks.
There was only a loud "bang" sound, the palms of both sides collided and exploded, and the energy was scattered in all directions.
For the first time, Qiao Feng saw that "Murong Fu" was able to catch his two palm attacks forcefully, and seemed to have a smile on his face. He couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart, secretly thinking that the enemy was very powerful and difficult to deal with.
The masters exchanged moves, and there was no need to think too much in the flash of lightning. Qiao Feng relied on his otherworldly fighting consciousness to adjust his internal energy in an instant, and then summoned up the inner strength in his life to attack with all his strength, "seeing the dragon in the field" with one move.
Attack again.
This "seeing a dragon in the field" comes from the Qian hexagram of the Book of Changes, which says: "Seeing a dragon in the field will help you meet the master." The palm power is extremely domineering, and it is the strongest move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it is also Qiao Feng's most successful move.
One move, I used it to kill countless evil thieves and powerful enemies in the past.
Qiao Feng used this move because he didn't want to engage in more fights and wanted to determine the winner and death immediately.
But just when the move was about to come out, Meng Xiuyuan's words "Brother Qiao" came to his ears, which made him feel a little strange and didn't know what it meant.
Suddenly, Qiao Feng suddenly felt that the voice sounded familiar. In shock, he took a closer look at Meng Xiuyuan's face and recognized Meng Xiuyuan's identity.
"ah?!"
With a cry of surprise, Qiao Feng hurriedly tried to withdraw his palm force, but it was already too late. The overbearing palm wind, like a mountain roar and a tsunami, rushed towards Meng Xiuyuan, as if to tear his tall body into pieces.
At this moment, Qiao Feng felt extremely regretful and extremely worried that his reckless slap would hurt the handsome young man opposite who was smiling and greeting him.
Fortunately, the next moment he only heard another loud "bang", and Meng Xiuyuan caught his palm again, still looking at him with that indifferent smile.
Seeing this, Qiao Feng was both happy and a little nervous. He quickly stepped forward to hold Meng Xiuyuan's arm and looked him up and down:
"Brother Meng...Brother Meng, are you okay?!"
Meng Xiuyuan heard the sound, shook his head slightly, and deliberately joked with him:
"Brother Qiao, don't worry, I'm fine.
But I haven’t seen you in a few years. You’re not very good at practicing this kung fu. You can’t move and release it freely...
Fortunately it was me, if it had been anyone else, I would have been killed by you with just one slap."
Hearing this, Qiao Feng felt very ashamed and said that although Meng Xiuyuan's words were in a joking tone, they were absolutely correct.
If Brother Meng, whom he hadn't seen in the past few years, hadn't acquired a unique magical skill from somewhere, someone with slightly weaker kung fu would probably have been innocently beaten to death by his palm.
Clenching his fists, Qiao Feng punched his thigh hard. He raised his head and wanted to apologize seriously to Meng Xiuyuan. However, Meng Xiuyuan spoke before him and blocked his words:
"Brother Qiao, I am passing through Luoyang this time just to go back and see my uncle and aunt.
If you are free, why not clean up the mess here and go back with me?"
With that said, Meng Xiuyuan pointed to the dark alley under the eaves.
I saw that in this alley, the smoke and dust had dispersed, and a group of Beggar Clan disciples were disgraced but uninjured. They all looked at the two people on the eaves in surprise as they stopped to make peace.
Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, then nodded to Meng Xiuyuan and said simply:
"I have Brother Ma's matters to deal with next, and I may have to leave Luoyang and won't be able to come back for a long time.
Now go back and see your parents and give them some advice.
Brother Meng, give me some time. After I handle the gang affairs, we will hit the road together."
…
Early on the next morning, Meng Xiuyuan and Qiao Feng met at the gate of Luoyang City and headed straight to Shaoshi Mountain.
The journey was only over a hundred miles, so the two of them did not borrow horses, but walked along the official road.
After walking about two or three miles, Qiao Feng couldn't help but said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Brother Meng, I'm really sorry for yesterday.
I have a close friend who died a few days ago due to a stunt that made him famous. Everyone said it was the murderous hand of Murong Fu, who "repays others in kind".
The disciples in the gang were heartbroken, and branches from all over the country gathered in Luoyang to discuss revenge on Murong Fu.
I originally thought that there might be some unknown secret in this matter, so I restrained the disciples in the gang so that they should not be impulsive and wait until the truth was found out before making any plans.
Unexpectedly, news came out at this time that there was a young master with strong martial arts skills and handsome appearance in Luoyang City, who was killing and injuring the disciples of our gang with the skill of 'repaying him with his own way'..."
Having said this, Qiao Feng shook his head slightly, as if he was still regretting what happened yesterday.
Meng Xiu saw the situation, but did not talk to him, and said with a smile:
"Brother Qiao, stop chatting.
If we walk too slowly now, we may not be able to have a hot lunch even if we get back.
How about we speed up the pace?"
When Qiao Feng heard this, he knew that Meng Xiuyuan did not take yesterday's misunderstanding seriously and deliberately changed the topic and did not want to mention it again, and he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! With his forthright character, he would not be coy anymore and immediately nodded to Meng Xiuyuan and said "ok".
But just when Qiao Feng was about to take a lucky move, he suddenly realized that Meng Xiuyuan was carrying many large and small bags on his back, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Meng, what are these things you are carrying? Do you want me to get some for you?"
Meng Xiuyuan was delighted when he heard this and deliberately joked with Qiao Feng:
"They are all gifts brought back to my uncle and aunt. I spent a long time picking them all yesterday.
What, you forgot to buy something when you got home, and you feel it’s hard to go in empty-handed. How many would you like to buy from me?
That won't work.
I haven’t been back for many years, and when I finally come back, I have to behave better than you as a son, otherwise my uncle and aunt will not be close to me anymore..."
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As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan smiled at Qiao Feng, then tapped his toes, and his whole body floated forward.
When Qiao Feng saw this, he also had a smile on his face, full of pride, and with enough energy, he strode forward and chased Meng Xiuyuan.
In an instant, the two of them were speeding along the road, one behind the other. They could only hear the wind whistling in their ears, and the trees on the roadside were passing by one after another.
During this period, Qiao Feng stared at Meng Xiuyuan's back. He thought several times about using his internal strength to run as fast as he could, trying to catch up and walk side by side with him.
But the result was that no matter how hard he tried, Meng Xiuyuan was still three feet ahead of him, flying up and down like a leisurely stroll, with no sign of any effort at all.
Seeing this, Qiao Feng sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that Meng Xiuyuan was able to forcefully receive three palms from him yesterday, and he was already considered a rare master in this world.
But he didn't expect that when he saw him today, his internal and light skills were completely superior to his.
I don’t know what adventures Brother Meng had in the past few years or what kind of immortal master he worshiped, so that he could practice such extraordinary and unparalleled martial arts in such a short period of time.