Under the sword tomb.
Dongzhang stood upright on the house, looking into the eyes of Hong Qigong from a distance. The momentum on the latter's body was like a huge wave, rising steadily, while Dongzhang was calm and calm as water.
The night breeze blew gently, blowing the hem of Dong Zhang's clothes. The young man's expression remained calm, which was in sharp contrast to Hong Qigong, who was full of fighting spirit.
At this time, Lu Yao and the Divine Eagle had already approached, staring at Hong Qigong with his big eyes, and said: "Brother, is this old man a bad guy? Do you want Xiaoyao to help you beat him?"
The divine eagle also stared at Hong Qigong with its bright bird's eyes, ready to fight if he disagreed with him.
Hong Qigong's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he glanced at Lu Yao who was eager to try but said nothing.
Dongzhang glanced at Lu Yao and said, "Go and cool off, you will be there everywhere."
"Che" Lu Yao ran to Xiao Longnu and stood next to her sister Long.
"Dongzhang, who are you, Li Mochou? Do you have to make trouble with the old beggar? You know her hands are stained with blood and she has committed numerous crimes in the world. Do you really want to make an enemy of the old beggar?" Hong Qi Gong stared at Dongzhang and said solemnly.
"Who? Oh, whether she kills or deceives others, no matter how dirty she is, she is still a person in the ancient tomb. She lives as a person in the ancient tomb and dies as the soul of the ancient tomb. Whether you want to act chivalrously or seek revenge for others, That's fine, but you can't touch this woman." Dongzhang glanced at Hong Qigong with half-lowered eyes.
Li Mochou was shocked when she heard this. She stared at the gray-clothed young man standing on the house with complex eyes. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings and she couldn't tell what she was feeling.
Hong Qigong was furious when he heard this. His gray hair moved without any wind and he shouted: "Dongzhang! Do you know what you are talking about?! Li Mochou is a murderous demon who kills without blinking an eye. He will kill everyone if he can." After all, it’s okay if you don’t help me, but you still want to defend this devil?! Where is the justice?”
"Justice? In this world, there are people who are hungry every day. People don't have enough to eat or wear or keep warm. Have you seen the tragic situation of exchanging children for food? Where is justice at this time? Corrupt officials are rampant, bullying men and women, causing countless harm. When families are destroyed and people are destroyed, where is justice?”
Hong Qigong heard his chest rise and fall violently, and Zhang Dong said again: "Let me tell you, in this corrupt era, justice means my fists. How many people did Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, kill in the past? How many! But what about that? How about it? Yideng saved him, let alone Li Mochou killing a lot of people now, even if she is committing a huge crime, I will protect him, do you have any objections?"
"It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable! Dongzhang! Only this thing! Only this thing! I won't agree! I have to take down this devil no matter what today!"
"If you don't agree, do I agree with you? If so, then you can stay here."
"Okay, okay, I want to see how you protect her!!"
Hong Qigong took action with anger, his feet sank down and stepped hard on the ground. He jumped up high and went straight towards Li Mochou. His left palm was flat and facing up, and his right palm hit Li Mochou with one hit, but it fell. The "Flying Dragon in the Sky" in the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon.
This palm move was used in mid-air, and it was extremely powerful from a high position. The fierce wind of the palm blew over the square table next to Li Mochou. Li Mochou's face turned pale, and he couldn't stand and took a few steps back.
"snort."
A cold snort clearly reached everyone's ears, and with a "buzz" sound, a colorless palm force passed through the air and reached directly in front of Hong Qigong.
Hong Qigong felt the heat wave coming from the air, his pupils shrank suddenly, he drew back in mid-air, turned his feet up and turned back to avoid this palm technique.
"boom!!!"
But I saw that the square table was blown to pieces by the colorless palm force, and emitted bursts of burning smell, and the broken wood quickly started to burn.
This shows the dominance of this palm technique.
Hong Qigong did a somersault, and as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he kicked off and dived towards Li Mochou, so fast that he flew up.
Both palms cast shadows all over the sky, covering Li Mochou in front of him. The huge Qi machine locked onto the opponent tightly, making it inevitable for him to avoid him.
"Uh-huh!"
Hong Qigong's palms were half a body away from Li Mochou. Suddenly a gray shadow flashed across the field, and he kicked Hong Qigong's iron palms away. However, Dong Zhang moved, and he saw that the wooden house he was standing on was One side collapsed and his body flew sideways into the field.
Li Mochou saw a figure suddenly passing by in front of her. She could vaguely see the indifferent expression on Dong Zhang's face. She kicked Hong Qigong's palms away, and Dong Zhang passed him in mid-air. For a moment both sides could see the expression on the other's face.
Dong Zhang kept moving, his body was in the air, and his right hand quickly hit the door in front of Hong Qigong.
"Boooooooh!!"
Three waves of energy shot out from Dongzhang's fingertips, hitting Hong Qigong who was just a short distance away.
The latter immediately returned his palms, saluted the Buddha with one move, put his palms together and struck each other, with a loud "bang" sound, and his palms emitted a huge wave of air, which dispersed the three direct attacks of the Invisible Tribulation.
"Everyone says that the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon are the best palm techniques in the world. Today, I will learn this martial art that is said to be miraculous."
The two of them passed by each other. Hong Qigong was forced to stop where he was, while Dong Zhang flew to the side. His left foot plowed a deep mark on the ground with a "swish" sound. After stopping his body, He came pacing, seemingly slowly, but in fact he had already arrived in front of Hong Qigong in two steps.
His attainments in Qinggong had reached an astonishing level, and it looked like the ability used by the legendary land gods, shrinking into inches.
As soon as Hong Qigong stood still, Dongzhang lightly raised his right palm to face him and slapped him directly. The latter did not dare to be careless at all and raised his palm horizontally.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
As soon as the two of them fought, they smashed the surrounding wooden tables and chairs into pieces. The scene was in a mess as if it was swept by a strong wind. Li Mochou and others also withdrew from the fighting center and stayed far away. Don't dare to get within ten meters of the two of them.
Because the strong wind created by the fists and palms of the two people were too terrifying, it was like two human tyrannosaurs fighting, and the deafening "boom" sound could not be heard.
At this time, the two people inside also used their special skills. They couldn't help but move left and right, and the fight was indistinguishable for a while.
It was the first time that Hong Qigong saw such domineering palm power. It was slightly different from his own Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The inherent scorching attribute was to a certain extent more domineering than his own Dragon Subduing Palms.
And it is weird and unusual. The colorless and formless palm power can actually hurt people from a distance, making people unable to guard against it. Dongzhang's self-created palm technique based on the formless calamity finger is better than the word "cunning", and Hong Qi's Gong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is better because of the word 'fierce'.
The two palm techniques are different. With Hong Qigong's current attainment of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, even Dong Zhang, who has mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art, dare not resist with his body, even if the Nine Yang Manual has external force. Properties don’t dare either.
Because Hong Qigong has already practiced this palm technique to the level of transformation, his understanding is still higher than that of Guo Jing. After all, he has been immersed in it for decades, and Guo Jing has only practiced it for about twenty years.
In the shadow of Ren's Famous Tree, Dongzhang had battles with Ouyang Feng, Huang Yaoshi and others, and also briefly fought with the old naughty boy, but at that time they only used sword skills to compete, and Hong Qigong also knew that Dongzhang had fought in Bai Tuoshan and Ouyang Feng fought for half a day, but they only heard about it.
He didn't really know. In his heart, he actually didn't think that Dongzhang really had the ability to compete with their Five Jue. After all, his age was there.
But now, he believed it. This young man was really powerful, unreasonably powerful, no wonder he spoke so loudly.
He immediately pulled away and shouted: "Dongzhang! What kind of palm technique do you have?"
Having lived in Shaolin Temple for decades, Hong Qigong has naturally never seen this kind of palm power, and even in Shaolin Temple, there are only a handful of people who have practiced Wuxiang Jie Finger.
Dongzhang lowered his hands slightly: "I will tell you if I win."
"Hmph! Young man is arrogant! Be careful! The old beggar is going to get real!" The muscles in Hong Qigong's arms gradually contracted, and then they swelled twice and opened his sleeves. This was obviously caused by transferring internal force to his arms.
Dongzhang was heartbroken, and his expression became solemn. Seeing this, Xiao Longnu behind him was worried that Dongzhang's waist injury would collapse again, so she reminded him: "Dongzhang, knife."
She knew that Dongzhang's strongest skill was not in naked combat, but in hand-to-hand combat, that is, swordsmanship.
Unexpectedly, Dongzhang shook his head and said, "No need."
It's not that Dongzhang is arrogant and looks down on Hong Qigong, but that when the black sword comes out, there will be blood. In the fight, one will die and the other will be injured. The two of them have not reached the stage of life and death battle.
"Wow! Why are you here, you old beggar?! Are you fighting? Count me in, count me in!"
Just when the two were getting ready to collide for the second time, the sound of the old naughty boy shouting came from the distance.
Hong Qigong was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know that the old naughty boy was here. He loosened the momentum in his hands. He turned around and saw Zhou Botong running in front of him and circling around Hong Qigong. Circle, patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Long time no see, you stinky beggar."
"Why are you here?" Hong Qigong asked in confusion.
The old naughty boy glanced at the expressionless little dragon girl and said, "I'm here to learn kung fu, of course here."
Answer like a child.
After speaking, he glanced at Hong Qigong and Dongzhang, and asked, "Why did you start fighting?"
Hong Qigong looked at Dongzhang, who looked calm, and then at Li Mochou, who was standing not far behind him, with complicated eyes and silence.
Seeing that the fight could not continue for the time being, Dongzhang turned around and left.
Hong Qigong followed him with his eyes and said quickly: "Dongzhang! Wait!"
"Huh?" Dongzhang looked back at Hong Qigong, the signal in his eyes was extremely dangerous.
He was really a little impatient.
Seeing this, the latter said in a deep voice: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
After Hong Qigong finished speaking, he took a step forward and headed towards the back mountain.
Dongzhang thought for a while, then paced and followed Xiao Longnu's worried eyes: "It's okay, I'll be back as soon as I go."
With Dongzhang's current strength, if the two of them want to decide the winner, there won't be a day without a fight, even if he is one of the five unique Beibeis.
The two of them came to the cliff of the back mountain one after another in the eyes of everyone. Hong Qigong stared at the belated young man with complicated eyes and said: "Dongzhang, the old beggar has not admired many people in his life. You are one and only one among them, and I admire you very much."
What Hong Qigong said was that among the younger generations, Dongzhang was considered a person he favored, not counting the seniors. Dongzhang understood.
Sitting on the edge of the cliff, Dongzhang took out the wine gourd he had hidden in his arms, opened the stopper with his thumb, raised his head and drank slurpingly: "Is that my honor?"
After speaking, he threw the wine gourd to Hong Qigong, who reached out and took it without hesitation, opened his big mouth and poured wine boldly.
"You kid acts unruly, just like Huang Laoxie. I won't say anything more. Don't take the wrong path."
The last sentence Hong Qigong said was extremely serious.
Dongzhang heard this and said "ha": "Aren't I just a devil in your eyes?"
Hong Qigong said seductively: "Dongzhang, I'm not kidding you. You know what I'm talking about."
He learned from Guo Jing that Dong Zhang went to the Mongolian base camp, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Dong Zhang at all, and he quite admired his passion.
Dongzhang fell silent and did not reply.
Hong Qigong said again: "Li Mochou, I'm giving you this face not to take her, but you have to promise me that she won't let her kill anyone again in the future."
The latter was still looking at the scenery down the mountain without saying a word. Seeing this, Hong Qigong said anxiously: "Dongzhang!"
"I heard it, I heard it, I'm not deaf."
"Then don't speak!"
"Too lazy to tell you."
"."
Hong Qigong stared at the young man's back closely: "Then this matter."
"knew"
(End of chapter)
