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Chapter 851

 There is a high probability that Qiao Feng is really crazy - his family has this tradition. People who are not smart are also prone to anger and madness. Bai Lang has also thought about it before, is Qiao Feng's biological mother's surname Yelu? Think about it carefully.

Thinking about the Khitan people’s hairstyle, Bailang didn’t want to think about it anymore.

Facing Qiao Feng at this moment, Bai Lang didn't care much about his air-cleaving palm power. Instead, he felt sad looking at Qiao Feng's majestic body. He missed his original body very much, "I can no longer beg for thieves in battle! Long sky, this is the end of the world."

Extremely extreme!" I am afraid that this body attack and killing generals are really not possible. The key lies in the word "crisp".

In my heart, I missed the majesty of the time when gold and iron horses dominated the world, but I also thought that this time I would probably become a wise general like Cao Gong.

Master, I can actually lead troops to fight."

What he thinks in his mind is what he sees in his hands, and an innate master is just like this - when Bai Lang's heart is filled with the spirit of the mighty general who conquered the world in the past, when he takes action, he will naturally bring the endless north wind roaring towards him, sweeping across the north.

The momentum. Qiao Feng's cleavage palm force, and Bai Lang responded with his cleavage palm force. Qiao Feng's violent palm force like a madman met Bai Lang's palm force whistling in the north wind. Naturally, it was offset in two, but it was pitiful for the flowers and plants in the middle.

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Qiao Feng's eyes suddenly became clear, but there was no relaxation under his hands. Instead, a warlike spirit burst out. This time, the palm technique became strict and strict, and the sound of the dragon's long roar appeared - what should I use again?

In the Taizu Changquan battle, Qiao Feng was desperate for his life and looked down on him and Bai Lang.

Therefore, Qiao Feng’s lifelong secret skill, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, was unleashed. Qiao Feng was truly a martial arts prodigy, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in his hands were called the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. It was really like the Ming King from heaven descending to the human world, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were in his hands.

The heavenly dragons circled and danced around his body. When his palms gathered energy and moved, several mighty heavenly dragons composed of dust and sand meandered and swam, making bursts of dragon roars.

This is the magical power of an innate master. From now on, the leader of the Beggar Clan is afraid that such a scene will never happen again.

Pushing out his palm, he saw the scales and claws of the divine dragon appeared, and it rushed towards Bailang with its beard and crossbow. "See the dragon in the field?" Bailang snorted coldly, "The candle dragon lives in a poor house, and its brilliance is still open!" The yin and yang of his palm force

The rotation is like the change of day and night, and there is a faintly huge dragon entrenched on the mountain. When you open your eyes and close them, this dragon is invisible.

There was silence when the palms collided. Both sides felt the subtle changes in the other's strength, and each praised the other's martial arts. However, there was no slowness in the hands, and there was no change in the interlacing of fists and palms. It was not a dazzling change of moves.

, instead it was a very simple and simple fight with one palm and one punch - this is precisely because all the tricks are useless, and both sides have reached the point where they do not rely on sight but purely on sense.

Innate masters have a clear understanding of the subtle changes in qi. At this level, the little tricks between each other are useless. The slightest difference in martial arts is a huge difference, unless there is a change of intention during the battle.

, this is Qiao Feng’s strength. This man is indeed a true god of martial arts in this aspect.

Bailang fought with Qiao Feng, using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and dragon chants in formations, and the North Wind Magical Art also came from a vast white blizzard and blinded by the wind, and it also carried the impact of the roaring Yellow River, not to mention the roar of the Yellow River.

There was a terrifying sound of ice colliding. The two of them fought fiercely with hundreds of moves to determine the winner. Qiao Feng activated his true energy and used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to add power like the waves of the angry sea. However, in the end they could not break through the white waves that also kept stacking up.

The wind roars.

What's more, when the north wind roars, there will be endless resentment and sorrow. This is the power of the Heavenly Demon Slaying God method that has been truly refined by the north wind. The last two separated with a palm, both with stable breaths and no one.

It looked like he couldn't do anything. This was the case in this competition between the two great masters of the world. Qiao Feng had already regained his clarity, and Bai Lang was not too surprised.

"As expected, Gang Leader Qiao is good at martial arts." Bai Lang said, "The same is true for Village Leader Bai. Besides, Qiao is no longer the leader of the Beggar Clan. Village Leader Bai can just become the name of a certain family."

"How can you be so rude? Does Brother Qiao have a name? If not, just call him Brother Qiao." Bai Lang said, "As for someone, his nickname is Yuzhu." At the moment, he didn't ask much about what happened to Qiao Feng - just in case.

It's no fun if this guy goes crazy again. Qiao Feng didn't seem to want to say much to others, so he ran away after talking to Bai Lang for a few words.

"The leader can guess things at random. Seeing that Xiao Feng is quite clever in his position as the leader of the Beggar Clan, I can't figure out how he got here." Bai Lang sighed after Qiao Feng left, Ling

My mother has been pretending to be transparent. She couldn't get close to the battle circle between the two masters before, so she had to stand and watch from a distance.

Now that the fighting is over, she can get closer. Bailang looked at this tall girl with long legs. Due to the sufficient nutrition during these times, hair has begun to grow on her body. "Well, I still need to rub it more to promote it."

Bai Lang thought. Now that he is so high-spirited, he will just wait for the emperor to come to power and then die. Anyway, it will only be fifteen years, and the last worthy official in the Song Dynasty will be gone.

To be honest, he was indeed a descendant of his father's Shenzong, but he was much better than his father in some aspects, but it was a pity that he died young.

Bailang hasn't told his disciples about the rebellion yet, because he doesn't know how many of them will be loyal officials? He really can't be sure. Instead of cleaning up the family, it's better to take it slow. Anyway, it won't be a few years after Huizong came to power.

The true colors will be revealed, and things will be easy to deal with. "It's also time to show me, master, my ability to use soldiers like a god, hahahahahaha." Bai Lang couldn't help but laugh wildly when he thought of this.

At that time, people called him a fierce general and a reckless man, saying that he would remain a fierce general all his life if he refused to eat his brains. This time, he wanted to show off his own abilities. He was no longer as good as the former Marquis of Wuxiang. When Bai Lang was thinking wildly, his subordinates also began to

He was dishonest and flirting with Ling Niang - Ling Niang and him were not much different in age, not yet ten years old. Bai Lang started to move his hands consciously.

This Ling Niang also knew that this day would come sooner or later, and Xiao Heipi looked like a man, although his hair was inevitably a bit bald now - it was a pity that he became bald at a young age, but now he seemed to be interested in dancing.

He has already done a lot of research. Bai Lang is not earthy, so he dragged Ling Niang into the upper room and said, "How are you doing in your martial arts practice? It's a test, and I seem to have done some research on body poisoning yoga recently."

"It seems that he wants to have a serious discussion, but his face is very ugly.

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