Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Abandoned Son of the Times!
Zhang Qiong retreated sharply, where was Qin Feng willing to give up, as soon as his feet landed, he followed up with his strength again, and swung his fist again.
The fist under the blessing of the dark gold fist is powerful and domineering, but it is slightly inferior in speed. Zhang Qiong spotted the gap between Qin Feng's attacks, and his palms came out together, like layers of waves, and they were directly pushed on Qin Feng's body.
Qin Feng struggled, and the whole person retreated again and again, barely stopped, and landed on one knee.
"The fist in your kid's hand is a little weird."
Although Zhang Qiong is lustful, his position as the chief disciple of Taiji Sect is indeed solid. Now fighting with Qin Feng, it is not surprising that Qin Feng's fist gloves are different.
"There's something weirder, do you want to see it?"
Qin Feng shook his hands, and the previous collision with Zhang Qiong made Qin Feng's hands numb.
"Hmph, arrogant posterity, bumped into me Zhang Qiong today, you are lucky, and the acquaintance will leave Taiji Gate immediately, otherwise you will definitely die here!"
Zhang Qiong no longer despised Qin Feng, but instead warned Qin Feng to leave quickly.
This is not a place where Qin Feng can come nonsense.
"I won't take a step back until I see Yang Lin'er!"
Qin Feng has made up his mind, then Yang Lin'er was robbed because of himself, and now let Qin Feng ignore it, it is impossible!
"Hahaha, it turns out that you are just an infatuated fool, everyone in the world says that Yang Lin'er deserves to die, she deserves to die, do you think you can save her with you, a fledgling newcomer? You also look down on Tai Chi Gate too much! β
Zhang Qiong's expression changed suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Qin Feng.
Qin Feng's heart tightened, his hands clenched into fists, mobilized his breath, and urged the golden bell jar again. With a burst of golden light, the surroundings of Qin Feng's body showed a state of surging airflow.
This time, Qin Feng successfully launched the Golden Bell Jar!
And Zhang Qiong's attacks were all hit on this golden bell jar, but they only forced Qin Feng to move slightly, and there was not much damage.
"The inner golden bell jar?! No wonder you kid dares to break into the Taiji Gate, with such a defensive weapon, you do have such capital! β
Zhang Qiong recognized Qin Feng's tricks at a glance, and he also paid more and more attention to Qin Feng in his heart.
"If you pass the prize, if you know each other, please make a way out, and thank you for it!"
Qin Feng bowed down and saluted, only hoping that this Zhang Qiong would be kind and let Qin Feng leave.
"Hmph, don't be naΓ―ve, you still don't understand the darkness and horror of this Taiji Gate, if one day, you come to my position, today you will not have any ridiculous dreams of rescuing Yang Lin'er, you will only hold your tail and run for your life like a dog!"
Zhang Qiong's face was gloomy and she shouted in a deep voice.
Qin Feng is still too young to understand this world at all, and he doesn't understand the darkness of this Taiji Gate at all.
"What are you talking about? I've said all the good things, if you don't get out of the way, I'll beat you until you get out of the way! β
Qin Feng was depressed, what was the chief disciple in front of him talking about.
"Then let me see what you're capable of!"
Zhang Qiong roared angrily, Qin Feng and him did not belong to the same kind of person at all, Qin Feng did not understand everything that Zhang Qiong had experienced, and Zhang Qiong did not understand what Qin Feng was thinking at all.
One once wanted to reach the top, but in the end it stopped there, while the other is still on the way!
"Fulong Six Styles, Great Flame Excitement!"
Qin Feng didn't leave his hand, and directly hit the Great Yan Excitement that he was quite proud of.
A gust of air surged, wrapped in bursts of flames, like a fierce fire dragon, heading straight for that Zhang Qiong.
And Zhang Qiong, first retreated in small steps, then rubbed his hands, advanced and retreated, waved left and right, and a pattern of Tai Chi loomed into the void.
The fire dragon that Qin Feng played, when he encountered this Tai Chi pattern, was like mud into the sea, and it dissipated one after another, and there was no trace of it!
Without waiting for Qin Feng to make another move, Zhang Qiong broke through the Tai Chi, rushed forward first, and came straight to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng saw it clearly, and was about to activate the Golden Bell Shield again, but Zhang Qiong was even faster, and with all his hands swinging, two strong impacts visible to the naked eye smashed directly on Qin Feng's body.
"Gang Hand Tai Chi Breaking Mountain Attack!"
As Zhang Qiong's words fell, Qin Feng, who was hit, only felt as if he had been hit by a car, and the whole person flew out uncontrollably, holding back the blood that was about to spurt out of his mouth, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Zhang Qiong's attack, Qin Feng couldn't dodge!
The fierce battle was not over yet, Zhang Qiong did not intend to stop there, but stepped forward, shaking her arms suddenly, wanting to hit the previous mountain-breaking attack again.
The aftermath of the last wave of mountain-breaking attacks has not been exhausted, Qin Feng has not yet fully digested them, if he eats Zhang Qiong's second wave of mountain-breaking attacks, Qin Feng is not sure, and he can still survive.
At the critical moment, Qin Feng couldn't care about anything else, and just happened to see the semi-automatic beam gun thrown out of the package because of the impact before, he didn't dare to have any carelessness, and hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the beam gun, and aimed it at Zhang Qiong, who was about to attack.
"Idiot, I can see the trajectory of heavy sniper bullets clearly, the guns in this world mean nothing to me at all!"
Zhang Qiong saw that Qin Feng had actually picked up a semi-automatic gun, and couldn't help but mock.
This Qin Feng, who was afraid that he was beaten stupidly, actually thought of attacking himself with a firearm. Not to mention the rifle that Qin Feng grabbed in his hand, it was the heavy sniper that could smash people with that shot, and he Zhang Qiong never paid attention to it!
Qin Feng was indifferent, and pulled the trigger in the next second.
Immediately afterwards, the ambient brightness in a small area suddenly decreased, and the muzzle of this semi-automatic beam gun converged with a burst of strong light!
"It's not an ordinary firearm!"
Zhang Qiong found out that the situation was wrong, but it was too late, the muzzle of the beam gun was already aimed at Zhang Qiong, and the strong light that turned into a little bit shot out!
In today's world, the speed of light is nearly 300 million meters per second, and there is no possibility of evasion.
Unless, you can speed faster!
It was too late, one second the beam shot out, and the next second it penetrated Zhang Qiong's body, leaving a thumb-thick hole.
The beam of light was shooting out into the distance, and then passed through the head of the woman behind Zhang Qiong, killing her directly, this woman's eyes were wide in surprise, and she didn't even understand how she died.
The power of the beam decreased slightly, but it still penetrated Zhang Qiong's residence, and disappeared into the stone wall in the distance.
Its destructive power is so terrifying!
"Whew! You've lost! β
Qin Feng put away the beam rifle, walked in front of Zhang Qiong, and said in a deep voice.
It's just that in Qin Feng's words, there was no joy after defeating a strong enemy, but instead gave people a feeling of loneliness.
"Ahem, no matter how powerful the martial arts are, there are technologies that can't be defeated, I ...... Is it an abandoned child abandoned by the times? β
Zhang Qiong's eyes were blurred, and if her breath was absent, her life would be short.
He did not lose to Qin Feng, but lost to science and technology in martial arts.
"Who knows, but technology, there are many things that cannot be defeated, let alone replaced. We should control power, not be manipulated by power! β
Qin Feng felt something and replied to Zhang Qiong.
"Hehehe...... Only a little devil like you, who has not experienced darkness, would say such unashamed words...... You said you wanted to rescue Yang Lin'er? β
Zhang Qiong sneered, Qin Feng's thoughts, he had also had before, but that was only once.
"That's right! If you don't repay your kindness, how is it different from a pig or a dog? β
Qin Feng nodded, Yang Lin'er saved herself at the beginning, and now it was time for Qin Feng to repay his kindness.
"Haha...... Great, then go, to see the deepest darkness of this world, and I will pray for you under the nine springs, and see how far you can go......"
Zhang Qiong laughed, he no longer had any contempt for Qin Feng, but had a trace of expectation.
used to be himself, like Qin Feng, who pursued the highest peak, but Zhang Qiong failed and stayed in his current position. Zhang Qiong, who felt confused and even powerless, changed her temperament greatly, degraded herself, indulged in women day and night, did not want to forge ahead, and did not ask about the future.
Now, Zhang Qiong's voice gradually subsided, and her eyes slowly closed.
If he could still make a wish after death, Zhang Qiong wanted to see how far Qin Feng could go.
Zhang Qiong, the chief disciple of Taijimen, was defeated and died in a battle with Qin Feng!
Qin Feng cleaned up his mood, put the beam rifle back into the package he was carrying, and prepared to leave.
This fierce battle, coupled with the beam of light that shot out at the end, must have attracted the attention of Taijimen, this place should not stay for a long time, Qin Feng had to leave this place quickly.
"Huh?"
Just as he got up and turned around, about to leave, a scroll fluttered in the cracks in the cracked wall not far away.
The crack in this wall was caused by the beam of light, and now Qin Feng followed this crack and happened to see a scroll of paintings in Qiong's room.
Qin Feng saw that the characters on this scroll were a little familiar, and strode into Zhang Qiong's room and came to this scroll.
"I seem to have seen the person in this painting......"
Qin Feng frowned, the characters in this painting, Qin Feng felt very familiar, as if he had seen them.
But for a while, Qin Feng couldn't remember.
And on the edge of this scroll, there is a line of small characters: Zhang Liuheshu, the chief disciple of Taijimen.
"Zhang Liuhe?!"
Qin Feng was shocked, the person in this painting turned out to be him Zhang Liuhe, but Zhang Liuhe and Qin Feng had seen it, and it was not like the person in this painting at all.
Even, the person in this painting and Zhang Liuhe himself are simply two people carved out of two molds, completely different!
"No, no, no! I've seen this man, it's him, it's him!! β
Qin Feng suddenly thought of the person in this painting, Qin Feng had seen it not long ago, and there would be no mistake.
"The person in this painting is clearly the male corpse hidden at the bottom of the spring!" Qin Feng remembered that the Zhang Liuhe in the painting was the body immersed at the bottom of the hot spring before.
What the hell is going on?
Zhang Liuhe, the head of Taijimen, is clearly still alive, but the person in this painting is not the same person as Zhang Liuhe at all, but is exactly the same as the dead body at the bottom of the spring!
There is only one possibility......
"Could it be that the current head of Taijimen is not Zhang Liuhe himself, but someone impersonated!"
A bold idea was born in Qin Feng's heart.
If the real Zhang Liuhe is dead, then who is the current Zhang Liuhe? Why was he able to sneak into Taijimen, and finally became the head of Taijimen, and he was free for so many years!
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