Qiao Feng used to be a person in the rivers and lakes, but now, living in the temple, he has changed his mind, he is a person who loves the country and the people, and naturally he can't get used to these former peers.

"It's useless to talk more!"

When the battle began, the sword moved.

Swords, guns, sticks, and halberds, T-shaped crutches on the tip of Emei, Qimen weapons, judges' pens, and money darts and cow hair needles.

The bottom of everyone in this battle has been revealed, how can they still bear it, besides, when Qiao Feng was the leader of the beggar gang, he punished the evil and promoted the good, either he was in the crowd, or he was related to some people, so naturally Qiao Feng was not very pleasing to the eye.

There is a person who falls into the grass of the Xishu Sword Pavilion, holding an ancient Han sword, which makes one hand look around the swordsmanship, and the move is powerful and sinking, with the meaning of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, there are not so many sword moves now, and the end is extraordinary.

Tang Men, who was good at poison skills, secretly poked and released a cold arrow, a three-inch cow hair needle, quenched with blood to seal the throat poison, and sprinkled it with a handful, turning into a little cold, and not caring about the people around him, that is, to cause Qiao Feng to die.

Sha Dadao is tall and strong, Kong Wu is powerful, but his mind is vicious and vicious, and he does not get close to Qiao Feng when he blends into the crowd, but touches behind the other party, thinking about catching the two women so that he can restrain his hands.

"Roar!"

I heard a roar sound, as if a god had descended into the world, the bright golden light flashed around Qiao Feng's body, and a winged true dragon surrounded him, his eyes widened angrily.

Shocked!

The soul power that had already transformed surged, and Qiao Feng pushed it flat with both palms, making a very powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

The golden dragon followed, the strength of the force, the Dao wind swept up, these palms were like a big fan, the erect strength of the wind blew the tassels flying, the sleeves fluttered.

This palm is waved out, it is just to the yang, as if there is a force of thousands of catties to blow away, how can everyone present have seen such a strong palm force, that makes the swordsmanship of the falling grass Kou fly out, looking up to the sky and squirting three mouthfuls of blood, hitting many people.

Crushed by the wind, how can Tangmen's three-inch cow hair needle be stable? A little bit of cold mangs rolled upside down, turning into the most fierce needles in the wind, that is, the Tang Men people wanted to dodge, and the crowded crowd couldn't dodge, raising their hands and trying to resist but they were forced to tear open the cloth arms.

A handful of cow hair needles pierced the man's skin and chest, and the poison suddenly attacked, and he fell to the ground before he even had time to swallow the antidote, and his swollen purple face was very scary.

One fly, one death, Qiao Feng pushed his palms and suddenly changed his moves, turning into a grab, the sound of the dragon groaning, as if a wail, and the invisible strength grabbed the ancient Han sword that Luo Caokou got rid of, like a sword fairy in the monster, spun in a circle, and slashed out a sword to force everyone back.

With a swing of the backhand, the sword shot out like an arrow from a string, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the sand that was fishing in the muddy waters.

"His grandmother's!"

Sha Daring thought to himself, this Lao Tzu can't stop it? A pair of iron sand palms are used as a boy to worship the Buddha, and the big black hand with distinct bones intends to take this sword and kill his Qiao Feng's majesty.

"Zheng!"

Hearing only a crisp sound, the sword was broken in two, and the tip of the sword carried the momentum of wind and thunder, and the phantom of the golden dragon pierced straight into the center of Sha Da's eyebrows.

"Ying, Yinglong! His grandma's! This fucking Ying Long can't go down to earth! ”

……

"General Qiao, since this is the case, this Golden Dragon King Martial Soul will be handed over to you."

Huo Tianxiao, who had just sent Guo Haihuang out of the laboratory, pressed Qiao Feng onto the operating table, tied his belt tightly, and injected three tubes of tranquilizers in a row.

The so-called martial soul is a kind of materialized existence under a special mechanism, a special organ that coexists with an individual called a human being, so to speak.

Of course, except for the ontological martial soul, the martial soul is rarely flesh and blood.

And after coming to this world for a new genetic comparison, he got a partial answer to a previous question, and even came up with a possible plan for artificially attaching martial spirits.

Materialize and reproduce the martial soul mechanism.

It is very troublesome to involve the idealistic weapon martial soul, and there is only one successful case so far, but the beast martial soul that acts on the body is much simpler.

The genes determine the traits, and the combination of base pairs determines the final birth, and only the genes need to be deployed, so that a person in this world can give birth to a beast martial spirit.

And in this process, what is needed is another technology that Huo Tianxiao has mastered - Gaia memory.

Through the "gene" memory, Huo Tianxiao can go deep into the base pair and easily deploy genes. The thousands of individual memories of soul beasts from the Douluo Continent are various samples of Huo Tianxiao's martial soul awakening.

Evil Eyes White Tiger, Evil Fire Phoenix, Leather Elephant, Bright Phoenix, Goddess of Light Butterfly, Blue Silver Grass, Nine Heart Begonia...... Even Huo Tianxiao felt that the Silver Dragon King, the Golden Dragon King, and the Dragon God Memory were all very precious, but cheap treasures.

Modulating genes determines the base pair combination mechanism of gene traits that manifest as martial spirits.

Weaving the combination, the genetic data named "Golden Dragon King" was imported into Qiao Feng's body, and the experience of fusing the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion provided a lot of effective data for Huo Tianxiao's experiment, thus greatly shortening the time required for the entire experiment.

The two genes are intertwined to form a new individual gene, the genetic data belonging to the Golden Dragon King has become a part of the martial soul, and Qiao Feng's own genetic data represents the existence of the individual subject.

Eventually, the internal force in the body began to transform through a new martial soul mechanism, and a domineering dragon qi became a part of it, transforming into soul power.

"The experiment was a success, congratulations to General Joe."

……

Descending the dragon palm, capturing the dragon, and having a winged dragon ring on the body, it should be the dragon to the mortal dust!

At this moment, this thought flashed through everyone's hearts, such an invincible and powerful power, it was like an immortal god descending to earth.

"His grandmother's, Ying Long's mother is a mother, I haven't heard of a person who changes his gender when he goes down to earth, when it's Guanyin on the bald donkey's side?"

The thief and evil Puzi snorted and woke everyone up.

His grandmother's, Ying Long is a mother, Qiao Feng is a man, how can it be related, it's a illusion!

That's right, it's an illusion!

They hypnotize themselves into not thinking about the core of this inside, because they know that once they start to think cranky, they will lose their current heart and will not attack themselves.

Everyone coaxed them up, urging their internal forces one by one, waving weapons in their hands, and they were about to kill this Qiao Feng, and the demon obstacles in their hearts made a way out.

With a knife here, a spear stabbed there, and the You's two heroes and hundred steel shields attacked and defended tightly, and a counterattack was a heavy blow.

There are 100 people present, and there are 100 kinds of kung fu, but Qiao Feng's side is such a big place, and it is the limit to be able to have ten people attacking each other at a time. But the sharp blade is heavy, the flesh palm is flying, and they are all first-class and first-class good players, and there is no problem for these ten people to cooperate with a hundred people.

Iron sand palm Jianghu public, that attack there is a person is also this skill, a pair of fleshy palms like topaz, the bone joints are distinct but not prominent, it can be seen that the kung fu has arrived at home, from the outside to the inside, practiced the pure internal force, and the best medicinal oil maintenance on weekdays.

This palm, not to mention the gold and jade, is effortless to break a stubborn stone and hard brick.

However, he met Qiao Feng.

The last to come, Kang Long has regrets! A backhand palm hit, attacking the enemy ten points, its own twenty points, infinite stamina, strong but like fingers soft, and the person's palms are connected, majestic and vigorously urge the decay to break a pair of hard palms.

Clear breath, urging again, it is another type of dragon regret, and the continuous stamina seems to have thousands of tricks, breaking limbs and sinking the chest.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared, and the Great Song Dynasty guerrilla general Qiao Feng was amazed, fighting in Juxian Village, like a god of war!