Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 176 Two versions of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms
At this time, Quan Guanqing's roar was filled with unspeakable pain.His eyes were red, and the blue veins on his forehead were exposed. His originally elegant face was now ferocious like a wild beast.

Quan Guanqing groaned in pain, rolled on the ground, and kept reaching out to many beggar gang disciples for help: "Kill me, kill me! Quick, kill me!"

The Four Great Elders, Song Xi, Chen Wu, and Xu Elder looked at Quan Guanqing, and their expressions were not good-looking.Although Quan Guanqing betrayed the Beggar Clan and is a scum of the martial arts that everyone despises in the martial arts, he is still one of the eight helmsmen of the Beggar Clan. It screamed.Now that Quan Guanqing is in so much pain that he wants to die, it can be seen that he has suffered such torture and pain, it is definitely not trivial.

The methods of this young man, Shen Lin, are so terrifying. At this moment, everyone in the entire Xingzi Forest is more and more afraid of the Xiaoyao faction.After all, few people are confident, but he must be more determined than Quan Guanqing, able to withstand the torture of Shen Lin.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is hope for life, which makes people unwilling to die, but at the same time, they have to bear endless pain.Just like Quan Guanqing, he was absolutely not afraid of death, but when faced with the Life and Death Talisman, he didn't have the courage to end it himself, and asked others to kill him.

Sometimes it takes more courage to commit suicide than to be killed.

Finally, Wu Changfeng sighed softly, and a bright light flashed across the ghost-headed sword in his hand, cutting across Quan Guanqing's throat.

Quan Guanqing fell to the ground and lost his vitality. Wu Changfeng lowered his head and sighed softly: "All good and evil deeds and enmities will disappear with death! Hey!"

"Find a place and bury Quan Guanqing," Elder Xu sighed softly, called a few disciples, and carried Quan Guanqing down.

"This time, the face of my beggar gang is completely lost." Elder Xu looked at the many martial arts practitioners in Xingzi Forest, and said secretly, "It's all that hateful Chen Lin, who targeted my beggar gang like this."

In fact, Shen Lin did have the intention of targeting the Beggars' Gang, otherwise he could have spoken in advance, exposed everything, and made Qiao Feng's expulsion from the Beggars' Gang invisible. Before meeting Elder Xu, he directly killed Mrs. Ma and destroyed the letter.

But he didn't. Instead, he chose to catch all these people after Qiao Feng left.

The reason for this, besides Shen Lin's feeling that Qiao Feng has the right to know his life experience and should not be confused for the rest of his life, is that the Beggar Gang and Shaolin are too close, and with the full support of the Beggar Gang, Shaolin's status is bound to be To be stronger, Shen Lin must try his best to weaken the strength of the Beggars' Gang, so that the strength of the Xiaoyao faction can surpass Shaolin.

The rewards for SS-level missions are still special items. The rewards for missions of this level are still very attractive to Shen Lin, so Shen Lin chose to suppress the Beggars' Gang. Anyway, Qiao Feng is no longer in the Beggars' Gang. The weakening of the gang will happen sooner or later, Shen Lin just speeds up the rate of weakening.

After all, after the Xingzilin incident, the Beggar Gang was completely reduced to a stepping stone for the Xiaoyao Sect.

Earlier, Shen Lin yelled loudly, breaking the undefeated legend of the dog-beating formation, and later, Zhong Ling easily suppressed the joint attack of the four elders of the Beggar Gang by himself. There was a scandal, and the family was ashamed.

Now, it is no doubt inevitable that the Xiaoyao faction will step on the face of the beggar gang.

"Many martial arts fellows, it is really a shame for the gang to have such a scum," Elder Xu looked at those martial arts fellows, and at this moment he wished he could find a way to sneak in. The upper room is prepared for everyone, if you don’t dislike it, let’s go to rest!”

"There is no need for this. There are urgent matters to be dealt with in the lower sect, so I will not bother you in your gang. Farewell, farewell." When the beggar gang encountered such a drastic change, it was ashamed and humiliated. Staying in Wuxi at this time is not to look after the beggars. What a joke!Many people in martial arts are as smart as monkeys, and they all got up to bid farewell at this time, ready to leave.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a gloomy voice from the northwest corner: "The gang of beggars made an appointment to meet in Huishan, but they didn't break the agreement, so they were all hiding here secretly, hehehe, it's ridiculous ridiculous."

Listening to this voice, it is Xixia Yipintang, just like the original book, coming.

On the other side, on the surface of a large lake under a giant mountain, Qiao Feng closed his eyes, floating quietly like a drowning person, with no breath leaking from his whole body.

Under his body, an invisible air mass radiated out, diverting the water around him, preventing Qiao Feng from sinking to the bottom of the lake.

Suddenly, Qiao Feng opened his eyes, and a tyrannical aura emanated from his red pupils instantly, like a sleeping lion waking up, viciously shaking the mountains and forests.

"I'm not from Khitan!" Qiao Feng's voice was like a roar of a tiger, shaking the lake with waves, and the waves splashed like a torrential rain.

Roar!
Qiao Feng flew up suddenly, as if turning into a heavenly dragon, and rushed straight to the sky. He held the sky with one palm, and a phantom of a golden dragon circled and stared at him, calling the wind and rain, with the momentum to destroy mountains and mountains.

Few people can estimate Qiao Feng's true strength. In fact, in the original book, his strength is like a bottomless sea, with no bottom line.

He used to fight Murong Fu to a tie, but after practicing the Yi Jin Jing, Jiumozhi, who is far stronger than Murong Fu, can also fight to a tie, or even slightly better; he is comparable to Murong Bo, but Facing Murong Bo's nameless old monk who had no power to fight back, Qiao Feng was able to beat him until he vomited blood with one palm.

This man seems to be born to fight. He gets stronger and stronger in battle, and his potential is completely immeasurable.

"Why did you treat me like this, why!" Qiao Feng's messy hair stood on end, like a demon, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the big lake below him.

"Time rides on six dragons!" Qiao Feng roared wildly, and the golden dragon in his hand split into six, and the sky was filled with dragon shadows, and the sky-shattering dragon chant became louder and louder, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart, tear it apart. Break this fate and let him escape.

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho!

The six dragons hit the lake one by one, and for a moment, it seemed that even the sky and the earth were shaking.

Splashes of water all over the sky slowly flowed into the big lake, the lake surface returned to calm, the surrounding was silent, and Qiao Feng's figure also disappeared on the lake surface.

After a long time, a head popped out of the lake, Qiao Feng flew up, leaned against the lakeside, panting heavily.

"Why did you frame me? Am I really a Khitan? Who can tell me!" Qiao Feng raised his head to the sky and screamed, his voice sad.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of breaking wind, Qiao Feng suddenly turned his head and grabbed the object that was coming towards him.

After picking up the item, the strength suddenly disappeared. It turned out to be a big gourd, which was not light, and it was obviously filled with liquid.

Qiao Feng opened the gourd stopper, and a strong aroma of wine immediately permeated, mellow and intense, just the unique aroma of Bawang wine.

"Brother, get drunk and relieve your worries," said a man and a woman walking out of the path on one side, it was Shen Lin and Zhong Ling, brothers and sisters, "Don't think too much, let's have a good drink with my brother first!"

"Second brother, third sister!" Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, he stood up, looked at Shen Lin and Zhong Ling, with mixed feelings in his eyes.

Faced with his identity as a Khitan, the beggar brothers who had been with him for decades chose to leave and betray him, but the attitude of the two sworn brothers and sisters who had only met each other for a few times did not change their attitude towards him.

The icing on the cake, how can it compare to sending charcoal in the snow?

At this time, in Qiao Feng's heart, Shen Lin and Zhong Ling's status suddenly rose, and Qiao Feng's haze of being expelled from the Beggar Gang also eased a lot.

"Qiao may be from Khitan, don't the second brother and third sister care?" Qiao Feng said.

Shen Lin smiled: "People are divided into good and evil. Han people are people, there are good and bad, and Khitan people are also people, and there are good and bad. The elder brother is righteous and upright. He looks up to the sky and bows to the ground. So what if he's from Khitan? Shen Lin and Ling'er recognize the character of the elder brother, and he's not a Han Chinese or the name of the leader of the Beggar Clan!"

"Looking up to the sky and bowing down to the ground, so what if you are a Khitan? Well said!" Hearing Shen Lin's words, Qiao Feng suddenly became enlightened and laughed, "I, Qiao Feng, call myself a hero. To be so pedantic in this matter, and because the second brother is open-minded, Qiao Feng is too stingy."

"Little brother is just a bystander." Shen Lin nodded, "If I were the big brother, I might not be as calm as the big brother now."

Qiao Feng waved his hand: "Hey! No matter what, only the second brother and third sister still believe in Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng recognizes a good brother and sister, hahahaha! Happy, happy!"

"Brother, wouldn't it be more enjoyable if we could fight wine with you again?" Shen Lin took another gourd of Bawang wine from his waist, shook the stopper, and poured it with his head up, "Brother, come, let's have a good drink! "

"Good brother, do it!" Qiao Feng raised his head and downed the Bawang wine.

The overbearing power of Overlord's Wine entered Qiao Feng's body, and it turned into streaks of tyrannical zhenqi obediently, following Qiao Feng's zhenqi circulation throughout his body, without causing the slightest harm to Qiao Feng's body. harm.

He is a born overlord, an invincible myth, and perhaps this overlord wine was tailor-made just for him.

"Drinking alone is too boring," Qiao Feng laughed, "I have heard for a long time that my second brother defeated the Tubo national master Kumozhi, and his strength is unrivaled. After drinking this wine, my blood boiled all over my body. I don't know why Brother, would you like to have a game or two with Brother Wei?"

"Little brother has exactly this intention," Shen Lin laughed, and with a movement, he appeared on the lake, and with a wave of his hand, "Brother, please advise!"

Possessing the top-level light kungfu martial arts in the martial arts world, such as the mystic movement, cloud crane light kung fu, shape shifting, big move and body movement, Fengshen legs, Lingbo micro steps, etc., Shen Lin's current light kung fu is so high that even He himself couldn't even imagine that standing in front of the waves like this was just an easy thing to do.

"Good lightness kung fu," Qiao Feng secretly praised, not to be outdone, his body moved slightly, and he had already followed Shen Lin to the river. Although the Shaolin mastery of crossing the river with a reed is not as good as Shen Lin's level of lightness kung fu, it is still no small matter.

"Good brother, come on, let me try your dragon catching skill!" Qiao Feng laughed, and waved his hand violently, and a water dragon of ten meters high was thrown up behind him. Scale pounce!

"Good time!" Shen Lin laughed, raised his hands, and bent slightly, all the leaves, flowers and plants on the mountainside were swept over, turning into a green dragon that was not inferior to the water dragon behind Qiao Feng. Not lost to Qiao Feng.

The two divine dragons rushed towards each other fiercely, with a fierce aura, they marched forward without retreat.

boom!
The water dragon and the green dragon finally collided with each other, and the powerful air waves surged, and both dragons collapsed together, turning into water mist and leaf rain all over the sky, falling one after another.

This blow was evenly divided, but Qiao Feng knew that Shen Lin had already surpassed himself in terms of the attainment of the dragon catching skill alone.After all, the quality of the flowers and leaves is far inferior to the water flow, and the dragon that controls the flowers and leaves can compete with the water dragon in his hand. It is obvious that Shen Lin's understanding of the dragon capture skill is far beyond his own.

"Second brother has great skills, let's try my brother's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again!" The one-and-a-half moves could not make Qiao Feng's heart fluctuate at all, but could only arouse his endless fighting spirit. Qiao Feng stretched out his palms, It was the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon that shocked Baili.

"Brother, please advise!" Shen Lin looked at the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Qiao Feng's hands, with scorching eyes, not to be outdone, and stretched out his palms, "Shocked for hundreds of miles!"

Two Zhangba golden dragons roared out from the palms of the two brothers and bombarded together again.

Roar!
This is the roar of a real dragon, the demeanor of the dragon of the two.

Shen Lin was very happy. All the way on the road of cultivation, Shen Lin relied on super powerful martial arts to leapfrog fights. Among the same realm, no one could suppress Shen Lin in terms of "skills".

Qiao Feng was the first person at the same level whose understanding of moves was as good as Shen Lin's, especially what Qiao Feng practiced was Shen Lin's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The progress of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has great benefits.

The so-called hundred days of hard work is not as good as a hearty battle. Fighting is always the best shortcut to practice martial arts.

In this battle, the two heroes are going all out!

In the sky, dark clouds began to gather, and the wind picked up.

(End of this chapter)