Li Qiao saw that Zhao Jingchen wanted to run, like the wind on the soles of his feet, he quickly stepped on him, grabbed his shoulder, and shouted.

"Rebel, you killed Yingzi, today I want to avenge her, and I will fight with you both whether it is victory or defeat, but also life and death!"

There is a little story that the cat is the master of the tiger and taught the tiger a lot of hunting skills.

In the end, the tiger was ungrateful and wanted to eat the cat, but the cat climbed up a tree and survived, and the tiger begged the cat to teach him to climb the tree, but the cat refused to do it again.

Teach bad apprentices and starve the master to death!

This little story fully shows that when the master teaches the apprentice, he will keep a hand.

In the industry of national arts, there are too many apprentices who set up their own doors after killing their masters.

Li Qiao knew that although his master looked humble on the surface, he was actually a person who was very deep in the city, and when he taught himself, he must have left a killing move.

With some fear in his heart, he shook his shoulder, broke free from his hand, and ran quickly towards a forest.

Li Qiao turned his palm into a claw, grabbed Li Jingchen's clothes, and chased after him.

The surrounding anglers, seeing the two of them moving quickly and fighting quickly, all had surprised expressions, and involuntarily gathered their eyes over.

However, they all saw the scene of Zhao Jingchen kicking over the middle-aged uncle just now, and knew his ruthless and fierce character.

They don't dare to act rashly and watch from afar!

Martial arts masters fight in the countryside and forests!

Si Xia has been working in new media for more than a year, so he naturally understands that this is an eye-catching and good material, so he picked up the camera, was very excited, and filmed in horror.

Li Qiao and Zhao Jingchen moved quickly, fighting with a tight rhythm, one move and one style, between fists and feet.

Many trees in the forest fell off their bark, branches and leaves fell, and a lot of dust and smoke rose from the ground!

"Dragonclaw Hand...... Old guy, I didn't expect you to know Shaolin Kung Fu!"

After Zhao Jingchen and Li Qiao made more than a dozen moves, many wounds were scratched on their bodies, their eyes were wide open, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

Li Qiao sneered, "Boy, compared to me, you are a little more tender, today I will give you a chance, if you can go to Yingzi's tomb and apologize for your sins with death, I can save you a lot of pain!"

"The ants still know how to steal life, old horseman, you want me to kill myself, it's just a pipe dream...... Let me show you the seventy-two Tan legs I learned!"

Zhao Jingchen suddenly exerted his strength, kicked a big tree with the thickness of a bowl, jumped up in the air, and kicked towards the broken tree.

A group of anglers, Song Meijuan and Si Xia were all stunned and shocked when they saw this scene, with a look of disbelief.

Only He Changzai and Xina looked as usual, and they were not shocked!

Li Qiao saw the broken tree flying towards him, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, he blocked the trunk with both arms.

Guoshu is not a showmanship, but a killing technique!

In many cases, a master's move can determine life and death between square inches.

Zhao Jingchen saw that the opportunity had come, and rushed to Li Qiao's side with an arrow step, and kicked him in front of him.

Li Qiao looked at the flickering leg shadows in front of him, dodged left and right, clenched his fists, and punched Zhao Jingchen's soles of his feet, blasting him out.

Zhao Jingchen flipped in the air with his strength, and took a few steps back one after another, so that he could stabilize his figure.

Li Qiao punched a few times on the spot, and there was a sound of breaking the air in the air, and he looked at Zhao Jingchen and said in a deep voice:

"When I was young, whether it was fists and feet, or weapons, foreign masters, internal masters, I didn't know how to be disabled, and I killed a lot of people, boy, do you think it's my opponent!"

Zhao Jingchen snorted coldly, "I'm afraid of being young and strong, and I beat the master to death with my fist, you are over the age of six, and you have an old bone, I don't believe that I can't beat you!"

With that, he slammed on the ground, jumped more than a foot in the air, and kicked at Li Qiao again.

"You kid, don't you know the inner kung fu, the older you get, the deeper your skills?"

Li Qiao leaned back, dodged Zhao Jingchen's constant kicks, and suddenly kicked him in the stomach, kicking it out with great force.

After Zhao Jingchen fell to the ground, he covered his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, wiped it with his hand, and a carp straightened up, got up from the ground, and said loudly:

"Come on, come again!"

"Boy, you're really a bit hard-boned!"

Li Qiao sneered, made a Tai Chi cloud hand movement, and walked quickly to Zhao Jingchen's side.

The two of them went back and forth, their fists and feet made a sound of breaking through the air, and a thrilling fight began again.

On the side, Song Meijuan took out her mobile phone and watched Si Xia's live broadcast room, and saw that the pot exploded inside, and one by one water friends commented.

"This old gentleman is good, he is so old, and he can still fight with a young man, and he still has the upper hand!"

"Now there are too many boasting masters of national arts, they can only act, and there are too few who can really fight!"

"Master Ma didn't just pretend to believe it, but as soon as he came on stage, he was knocked out by others in 30 seconds, and he didn't wake up!"

"Now there are many foreign sanda and fighting champions, shouting at our domestic masters, they are all playing what kind of age they are and can't fight, in fact, they are afraid of ruining their reputation!"

"Do you see those trees that have lost their bark, and the scene where the young man just kicked and broke a tree, which proves that there are still real masters of national arts in our country!"

"Yes, I really hope that there will be a master of national art who will stand up and correct the name of national art!"

......

"Si Xia, stop filming, this battle should be over!"

He Changzai, who was on the side, saw that the corners of Li Qiao's mouth sketched a lingering smile, shouted at Si Xia, and continued to watch the fight between the two.

After Si Xia heard He Changzai's advice, he hurriedly turned off the camera.

This practice led to a burst of dissatisfaction and complaints from water friends in the live broadcast room.

"I've been fighting with you for so long, have you still made progress over the years, look at my scorpion skills!"

In the forest, Li Qiao said a word, and the whole person lay on the hand, hooked one foot upside down, and quickly crawled towards Zhao Jingchen with both palms.

The feet are like electricity, and after a few tricks.

A kick knocked him to the ground, and he fell to the ground and struggled to get up again.

The corners of Zhao Jingchen's mouth slowly left blood, his face showed fear, looked at Li Qiao, and pleaded:

"Master, in fact, after killing my sister by mistake, I have always been panicked and uneasy in my heart, please give me a chance, I am willing to go to her grave and apologize for my sin!"

"Okay, everyone master and apprentice, I don't want you to die too ugly, and you should also give Yingzi an explanation!"

Li Qiao looked proud, paced towards Zhao Jingchen, and wanted to take him to his apprentice's grave to apologize.

"Sir, be careful!"

When He Chang, who was in the distance, saw Li Qiao walking to Zhao Jingchen's side, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly reminded him.

But it was too late, Zhao Jingchen's body suddenly jumped up from the ground, came out of his hand, and a spike-like hidden weapon was inserted into Li Qiao's chest.

His pupils shrank and he fell to the ground.

When Zhao Jingchen saw that Li Qiao was knocked down, a hearty and unruly laugh resounded throughout the woods.