Martial Arts: at the Beginning of the Opening Mouth, Hi Yaoyue Was Forcibly Captured and Moved to Hu

Ouyang Feng didn't care about the exclamations around him, and under the palm of his hand, he slapped Zhu Yunlie's Tianling cover.

Gang Feng Huo Huo, God Camel Snow Mountain Palm.

In this battle, Zhu Yunlie himself had to be photographed out of a deep pit even with the ground under his feet.

Looking at Zhu Yunlie again, he still had the same expression, holding the tea bowl and tutting his mouth, as if he was quite dissatisfied with the taste of the tea.

In an instant!

Ouyang Feng's eyes were stern.

Feel the familiar pressure on the top of your head.

Mouth can not help but curse.

"Old beggars are always bad for me!"

Before he finished speaking, his moves suddenly changed.

The palm of the God Camel Snow Mountain that patted Zhu Yunlie turned upwards.

midair.

Hong Qigong's patched robe screeched and fell into the sky.

With one move, the flying dragon collided with Ouyang Feng in the sky.

Like the sound of gold and stone intersecting, the ear roared.

The huge air waves generated blew away many melon eaters.

Ouyang Feng took seven or eight steps back to stand firm, Hong Qigong was not too strong, and he just stabilized his body after falling beside Zhu Yunlie.

"Boy, is this a favor?"

Zhu Yunlie seemed to be in anticipation, and spoke to himself.

"' "It's up to you to decide whether to count or not. Anyway, I have nothing to do for the past two days. I copied [-] copies of the essence of the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon. It can also add some fun to a lot of people.”

When Hong Qigong adjusted his breath, he almost lost his temper when he heard this sentence.

Copy [-] copies and put them in the thatched hut?

Even if it counts as a thousand thatched huts, how many people will see and learn by going back and forth every day?

Is this what people do?

"It doesn't count! Of course it doesn't count!" Hong Qigong squeezed his teeth into a smile, which was uglier than crying.

"Zhu Shaoxia doesn't know something. I've long been disgusted with this old poison. Beating him is an old beggar willingly, willingly."

Only then did Zhu Yunlie nodded with satisfaction, and handed the tea bowl over, "Come on, Qigong, drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

"Drink after the fight!" Hong Qigong couldn't be in the mood to drink tea.

Don't take it to death from beginning to end, the taste is really uncomfortable.

And Ouyang Feng didn't know the twists and turns.

Seeing that the old opponent was making trouble, he was furious.

"Stinky beggar! Our grievances and grievances will be calculated later. How far you go, this kid killed Ke'er, and he must pay for his life today."

Hong Qigong buckled his ears, and eagerly bounced on Ouyang Feng's body, "Hey, as long as it can block you, the old beggar likes to do it. Do you want someone? I won't give it to you!"

This pair of enemies and rivals are like thunder in the Song Rivers and Lakes, and no one knows it.

The melon-eating crowd did not expect that there would be scenes of extra drama.

When these two collided, it was bound to be a fight.

Rush (Zhao De's) back a little bit, but don't take your life into it while watching the excitement.

It is said that in the decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City not long ago, many masters went in and did not come out alive.

"He is not a member of the beggar gang, nor is he a relative of your blood. If you can't beat him, why do you help him?"

Ouyang Feng was puzzled. Although the Hong Qigong in his impression was chivalrous, he was not a person who was injustice.

Why do you insist on protecting that kid?

When Hong Qigong heard the words, he felt helpless.

Thought that I would like to protect him?

The lifeblood of the beggar gang was held by him.

In case of death, the [-]-hundred-and-eight-hundred-hundred-and-eight-hundred-hundred-and-eighteen-hundred-and-eighteen-dragon-subduing manual will surely spread all over the world, and it will be out of control.

Not to mention that Ouyang Feng came, even if it was a god, he had to sacrifice his life to protect him.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's count new hatred and old hatred together!"

Hong Qigong took the lead.

Pull out the dog hitting stick from the collar of the back of the neck, and it is the thirty-six way dog ​​hitting stick method.

Although the name is a bit vulgar, people with discerning eyes know that the changes are subtle and the tricks are wonderful and cold.

In an instant, the dog-fighting stick turned into a mass of green shadows, wrapping towards Ouyang Feng.

"Then kill you first, then capture that kid!"

Ouyang Feng did not give in an inch, and the spirit snake was flying around, fighting with Hong Qigong.

As the initiator, Zhu Yunlie yawned.

Turned around and walked towards the half-collapsed inn.

"Qi Gong, you're busy first, I'll go back and get some sleep."

69 Jinlong chess game and martial arts event

There are countless warriors in the world.

When you reach the realm of the great master, the duel is fast and fast, and slow is slow.

For example, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue are both strong swordsmen, and they can decide the outcome with one sword.

But Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng are different.

The two people's martial arts methods are completely opposite, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

You play the dog-fighting method, and I create the spirit-snake fighting method.

You set up poisonous snake arrays in all directions

You come to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms, and I will do the toad work on the Tianshan Mountains.

Seeing the tricks and dismantling the tricks is a joy to watch, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The two called from the inn to the outside of the city, and then called back from the outside of the city.

Fighting back and forth, like iron pears overturning the ground, most of the town was destroyed.

Until the sun rises three poles, the battle is still fierce.

Unlike Daming, Song Dynasty did not have an iron rule that no competition was allowed in the city.

Of course, fights above the Grandmaster level did not happen very often in the city.

Therefore, in small towns, the government did not dare to come forward to stop it, and could only report it layer by layer.

Fortunately, the people in the city were evacuated in advance when I got the news, after all, life is the most important thing.

noon.

After Zhu Yunlie had a good rest, he drove the canopy carriage to the long street.

"Qi Gong, you are busy first, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow, Rong'er and I will take the lead."

Not only was Hong Qigong almost infuriated, but even the spectators around him were dumbfounded.

what's going on?

Didn't the nine-fingered god beggar come out for you 'Zhu Xian'?

It's fine if you don't help, so why don't you just leave?

Ouyang Feng never expected this to happen.

In his opinion, Hong Qigong and 'Zhu Xian' must have a good relationship, otherwise he would not have tried his best to protect him.

Just looking at it, it doesn't seem to be the case.

But no matter what, we must not let 'Zhu Xian' go away easily.

"Stinky beggar! He doesn't even care about saving his life, you still protect him?"

Hong Qigong 710 made another move with remorse, swayed Ouyang Feng, and blocked the other party's route to chase the carriage.

"Is it okay to be an old beggar? Can you handle it!"

It's all the fault of gluttony.

As long as you can know a little bit, you won't be so passive.

Alas, when is a day like this...

Leigu Mountain.

Unremarkable deep mountains and old forests.

No woodcutter, no village.

Pythons and beasts are everywhere.

In one of the hidden caves no one knows about.

The current head of the Xiaoyao faction, Wu Yazi, was sitting there.

His limbs were shattered, he could not walk on the ground, and he could not eat on his own.

Kong has a superb martial arts, but it is like a waste person.