I'm a Doujin Hero

Mo Chen scratched his head when he heard this.

What the hell, he really doesn't seem to be able to.

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Chapter 550 Hong Qigong Who Lost Face

The eyes of the big guys looking at Mo Chen changed again and again, including Guo Fu, who had always disliked Mo Chen.

Yeluqi also changed from being curious and admiring to Mo Chen from the beginning to being a little daunting now.

"Is this really something humans can do?"

Could it be that the so-called pinnacle of martial arts refers to this god-like power?

"The Mongolian army has been stupefied by my method for the time being. They won't catch up for a while, so let's go quickly." Mo Chen said.

"Wait... Where's Mochou?" Yeluqi asked after he had reacted.

"Oh, at..."

Just as he turned his head to point to the high mountain behind him, he suddenly sensed the situation on the mountain.

amount……

Who was that old guy who was being hammered by Ning'er?

……

"Don't hit, don't hit, you're going to die!! You say you're a little girl, how can you be so vicious!"

The old beggar Hua Scattered and fled frantically among the bushes, looking back at Ning'er who was slashing at him with a machete from time to time.

Recalling the situation just now, he was afraid for a while.

Are the young people of today already so strong in martial arts?

It only took two knives to break his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and almost cut off his head. If it wasn't for his extraordinary reaction at that time, which was a little faster than usual, it is estimated that Now he has already been decapitated.

but……

Did the airflow generated by swinging the knife wipe out all the surrounding bushes...

This skill...

He couldn't help but think of the group of people in strange costumes who made waves in various places six years ago, and seeing the little girl's revealing appearance, could it be said that the group of guys who left six years ago have invaded the Central Plains again now? ?

"Ning'er, stop."

Mo Chen's voice came out.

Before the fleeing old beggar could react, he saw a young man who seemed to have seen it somewhere in front of him. He just wanted to raise his palm to blast him away, but found that his body was being gently pressed by the opponent's hand. After pinching his shoulder, he couldn't move no matter what.

"you……"

"Senior, we also met six years ago." Mo Chen said suddenly.

Met six years ago?

The old beggar was taken aback.

"Seven Dukes!"

Huang Rong also ran over with Guo Fu at this time.

And this old beggar in front of him, if not Hong Qigong, one of the five masters, who else could he be?

"Qi Gong, why are you here?" Huang Rong asked in surprise.

"Didn't you ask the disciples of the beggar gang to send me the news that you are in Mongolia? I happened to pass by nearby, and I thought I would stop by to see you..."

He didn't say a word in the second half. After walking for half a day, seeing that it was getting late, he planned to rest in the woods for the night, but who knew that he met that vicious girl holding a machete, and almost lost her life.

"Now is not the time to reminisce about the past, it's better to leave here as soon as possible." Wu Shu reminded.

In the rear, after briefly adjusting their shocked emotions, looking at the charred corpse of their companion, the Mongolian army swarmed up again, holding torches and charging towards the position where everyone was.

"I will trouble you again." Mo Chen looked at Wu Shu and said.

The power of flying consumes too much aura, and Mo Chen's current ability cannot lift so many people to the sky together, so Wu Shu can only call some animals to carry them and continue running.

"Yes, yes." Wu Shu said, "It's just that the group of tigers ran too far just now, and they were a little tired. I have to call a group of wolves over."

After finishing speaking, Wu Shu lifted the cloak and exposed her hands. Compared with some strange gestures, it was like a seal.

"Huh? Calling wolves again?"

After experiencing the shock for the first time, everyone has become a little calm about the strange abilities of these two people.

"How long will it take?" Yeluyan asked.

"It will take about three to five minutes." Wu Shu said.

"What is three to five minutes?"

Yeluqi, Huang Rong and the others were all dumbfounded.

"It's not enough time for half a cup of tea."