Start: Summon a Daji

With a blow of the palm, the flying corpse was knocked out, and the skeleton was scattered all over the ground.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! It is the long-lost Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! The power is so terrifying!"

"This martial art actually exists, this trip is really worthwhile."

This palm amazed everyone. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which are so strong and yang, can be said to be the nemesis of such dark things as flying corpses.

Of course, if it weren't for the inability to use the sword, the Suppressing Demon Sword would be more lethal to the flying corpse!

"Subduing the dragon...Eighteen palms."

An Xuexian froze in place, muttering to herself, her shock was stronger than everyone else's!

In the early years, when she was a girl, a fortune-telling clan elder in the village gave her a fortune-telling fortune.

The elders of the clan once said that she was born with the fate of Kefu, and only a man who can subdue the dragon's eighteen palms can bring her happiness and will not be restrained.

Later, as she grew up, An Xuexian had almost forgotten about it.

It wasn't until the day of Jack's car accident that she saw Jack's unrecognizable body that she remembered the prophecy of the clan elder in a trance.

Later, the reason why he returned to China for development was to see if the predictions of the clan elders would come true.

After all, the martial art of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has been lost for a long time in the history of martial arts.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng would know this kind of palming technique!

"Could it be...he is the man the clan elders said?" An Xuexian muttered to herself, with an indescribable feeling in her heart.

On stage,

After Qin Feng easily dealt with a flying corpse, he looked at Qi Xiuyuan provocatively and said, "Without the flying corpse, you are equivalent to having no left hand and right arm, so why fight with me?"

"You forced me!"

Qi Xiuyuan gritted his teeth, made seals with his hands, and muttered something.

Along with the chanting, more than a dozen zombies suddenly emerged from the surrounding land, and these zombies have different attributes.

"Black stiff, hair stiff, oh my god! There's still one that doesn't melt into bones!"

Someone recognized the identities of these zombies. The ones whose bodies were pitch-black like coal were black zombies, and the ones with long hairs on their bodies that looked like dogs were hairy zombies, but the most terrifying thing was that they did not melt into bones!

Boneless is the highest-level existence among ordinary zombies, and its body is light golden. It is said that only one boneless bone can appear in tens of thousands of zombies.

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and applauded: "Sure enough, there is a hole card, and the hole card is quite big."

"What are you fighting with me?" Qi Xiuyuan was extremely reckless, he didn't intend to use these zombies, but Qin Feng's strength exceeded his imagination, so he had to summon these zombies to help out.

At this time, these dozen zombies had already approached the ring, Qin Feng asked the referee: "Mr. Zhong, this old boy summoned a dozen zombies at once, isn't it too much for me to use a sword?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Elder Zhong nodded and said, "Yes!"

"I lend you my sword! Mine is the Longquan sword handed down from my ancestors, Mao Chui is decisive!"

"My Qiushui sword is an ancient sword, forged with modern technology, it is no worse than his Longquan sword."

"mine..."

The swordsmen in the audience planned to lend their swords to Qin Feng, wanting to watch him fight a group of zombies.

"Qin thanked you all, but I have my own sword." With a thought of Qin Feng, he was already holding the Demon Suppressing Sword, and the appearance of the Demon Suppressing Sword eclipsed all other famous swords.

Several swordsmen were even more infatuated, they kept chanting "Good sword!" "What a good sword!"

But everyone has doubts again. Qin Feng has never used a sword since the first duel. Is his swordsmanship as good as his boxing skills?

No time to think deeply, because those zombies have already entered the stage!

"Can I deal with my zombies with a sword? It's ridiculous!" Qi Xiuyuan didn't care about Qin Feng's use of a sword. In his opinion, when he summoned these zombies, the outcome was already decided.

"Huh!" Qin Feng smiled contemptuously, a sword light flashed across, and several zombies were cut in half and melted into rancid black water.

"What a fast sword!"

"How did he draw the sword, I can't even see clearly."

"Master! This is the master!"

Qin Feng unleashed his swords one after another, beheading all green zombies, black zombies, and Mao zombies with one strike, without even needing a second strike.

When only the last Buhuagu was left, he cut it off with a sword, but Buhuagu firmly caught it with his ossified palm.

Buhuagu moves extremely fast, and Qin Feng feels that it is not like a zombie, but a reincarnated martial arts master, whose realm is even at the peak of innateness!

It was indeed guessed by Qin Feng that the Boneless Bone was refined from the corpse of a master ancestor of the ancestor of the corpse clan, and it has always been the treasure of the corpse clan.

"Today's group dance has also opened my eyes, so I will let you open your eyes."

Qin Feng put away the Demon Suppressing Sword, and with the power of the fairy, a purple-blue current surged in the palm of his hand.

This is the first time he has used this technique in actual combat, and this technique is exactly the spoils obtained from killing the old Black Mountain Demon Queen - Immortal Technique!Palm Thunder!

Chapter 270 Second Request for Rewards

"Look, his realm is rising!"

"It has broken through the innate realm, and it is still rising!"

"Late stage, peak, consummation... Oh my God! This kid is hiding his clumsiness, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

Qin Feng's aura is rising steadily, and everyone present is amazed. The referee Zhong Lao is already at the peak of his innate realm, but he still hasn't seen through Qin Feng's previous disguise.

boom! ! !

The thunder light condensed in the palm directly blasted the boneless chest, and it was instantly shattered by electricity, and the chest was scorched black.

Zombies are a thing that cannot be tolerated in the world. It is said that zombies have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation and need to go through lightning to break through. Thunder and lightning are the biggest nemesis of zombies!

The palm of Qin Feng's palm is thunder, and he is also the best among the lightning-attribute immortal skills. He can smash the bone into half with just one stroke.

"Ancestor!"

Qi Xiuyuan cried out in pain, and quickly said: "Surrender! I surrender!"

"Oh, you surrendered?"

A second palm thunder had condensed in Qin Feng's palm, and there was a crackling sound of electric current. There was no way to recover the released celestial power. After he saw that there was no one in a certain direction, he threw it away.

A thunderball the size of a ping pong ball hit a ten-meter-high tree trunk, and with a loud bang, the trunk broke into several pieces.

Boom! !

The big tree collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, if the thunder ball hit him, ten lives would not be enough to kill him!

"Everyone, the champion of this year's Martial Arts Conference is from—er, Qin Feng, what sect are you from?" Mr. Zhong was about to announce the result, but was embarrassed to find that he didn't know which sect Qin Feng belonged to. The martial arts used are also quite messy, and it is impossible to tell which sect he is a disciple of.

Qin Feng said lightly: "No sect, no sect!"

"Oh, that's the casual cultivator. Congratulations to Qin Feng!" After Mr. Zhong finished speaking, everyone couldn't help applauding and celebrating. This battle was really exciting.

Qin Feng scratched the back of his head and said, "No more?"

"No...no more." Mr. Zhong looked puzzled, not knowing what Qin Feng was asking.

Qin Feng coughed lightly and said: "Mr. Zhong, isn't there any prize for such a big competition? It's really not possible. It's okay to give me a stainless steel washbasin with engraved letters. I can take it home and collect it."

puff! !

Everyone vomited blood, did they really think that the Martial Arts Conference was a street acrobatics competition?Also bonus stainless steel washbasin!

There is only one purpose for everyone to participate in the conference, and that is to gain honor. Honor is something that cannot be seen or touched, and it can indeed leave a strong mark in history.

"There are indeed no prizes... If you insist on a prize, I will personally sponsor you 1 yuan." Mr. Zhong replied awkwardly, this situation was unexpected for him.

"Let's forget about the money, you can keep it for yourself to buy supplements."

Qin Feng shook his head, then looked at Chen Hao and Wu Qiang in the audience, showing a meaningful smile.

Both belong to the dragon group, so the two had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward to celebrate.

"Master Patriarch, your disciples are not filial!" Qi Xiuyuan hugged the unmelted bones refined by his ancestors, almost crying out of his heartache.

Qin Feng wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, and used the corpse of the ancestor master as a weapon, and the gate of exorcising corpses is the only one in the martial arts world.

After stepping off the stage, he went straight to An Xuexian and said with a smile: "Sister Xuexian, where is my reward?"

"We'll talk about it when we get down the mountain." An Xuexian bit her cherry lips, her cheeks were so red that she could bleed, Qin Feng wondered: "Huh? Why did your tone of voice change so much? Even if I avenge you, you don't have to do that." Get excited."

An Xuexian didn't answer, how did Qin Feng know about the prophecy about the elders of the Miao nationality when he was a child.

"Everyone, there will be a time later!" Qin Feng clasped his fists and bid farewell to everyone. He was deeply touched by this martial arts conference.

These martial arts people have their own occupations in real life, and some bosses, teachers, peddlers, engineers, etc., are all masters.

With the change of the times and the change of dynasties, martial arts has not disappeared, and neither has martial arts. Knowledge exists in another form in a low-key manner.

After going down the mountain,

Qin Feng and An Xuexian came to an empty corner, Qin Feng rubbed his palms and said with a smirk: "Sister Xuexian, I'm ready to receive the reward!"

"Well, touch it! Just touch it once."

An Xuexian said as she stretched out her arms and spread her snow-white palms.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt: "What are you doing? Does this mean asking for money?"

"Touch, I'll touch your palm as a reward." An Xuexian had a natural expression, Qin Feng choked, and quickly explained: "When I say touch, I don't mean touch the hand, but touch..."

"Touch what?" An Xuexian stared at Qin Feng, as if Qin Feng dared to say that word, she was going to be bewitched.

Qin Feng had no choice but to swallow the words in his stomach, feeling bitter in his heart, no wonder An Xuexian agreed so simply at the beginning, it turned out that he had already thought of a countermeasure, and he blamed himself for not clearly explaining what to touch, which confused him concept.

"No, a martial arts champion will touch hands in exchange, and I want to change to touch other places!" Qin Feng protested.

"Then where do you want to touch?" An Xuexian sneered, and Qin Feng said weakly: "Touch the face, the face is always good, right?"

"no!"

An Xuexian refused at first, but after some haggling and stalking by Qin Feng, she finally agreed.

"Sister Xuexian, I'm coming, please bear with me."

"If you want to touch it, touch it quickly, what nonsense are you talking about?" An Xuexian blushed and spat softly.