The onlookers were trembling, completely unexpected, the palm that would be buried in history with the death of that person, at this moment, was once again displayed in the rivers and lakes, that kind of high momentum, it is not terrifying, it seems that the person is standing alive in front of everyone again, looking at the world, with the momentum that kills the people in the rivers and lakes who dare not speak out, once again standing in the world. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

Ding Yi's hair tightened, and his whole body seemed to be locked by that palm technique, and he faintly had an illusion, as if it was a figure rushing in front of him, not a void bamboo, but Beiqiao Peak!

"Good!"

Ding Yi let out a long roar, and there was a potential joy in his voice, and the blood in his whole body trembled, today, 'North Qiao Feng and South Murong' will fight for the world again in another way.

"Get out of here!"

Ding Yiyi flashed, and after avoiding Duan Yu who rushed up, he suddenly launched a big backhand move, instantly grabbed Duan Yu's collar, and when the other party changed color, he fell fiercely to the outside of the court, and once again kicked with the strength of his whole body, carrying the huge waves like mountains and seas, and kicked out three legs in a row.

The three legs are in no particular order, and they all have an intimate contact with the dragon descending palm, all with strong against strong, with just against rigid strength.

There was a loud bang, and the two of them took small steps back in unison, and the two sides were evenly matched.

Shout!

A sword qi struck, Ding Yi's eyebrows furrowed, his body avoided it, and he said to Duan Yu who rushed over: "Get out!" You're not qualified! ”

"What?" Duan Yu paused.

"This is the battle between Qiao Feng and Murong, people who have nothing to do with it, they are not qualified to participate!" Ding Yi glanced at Duan Yu coldly. The voice was arrogant. His eyes were only the figure of Xuzhu at the moment.

Then. I only heard Ding Yi say: "Monk Hua, I don't know where you learned this Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent, but I want to tell you that this is Qiao Feng's honor, and I hope that you will not insult it." ”

After speaking, Ding leaned over, slowly leaned down and said, "Come on." Let me see, how much you have learned Qiao Feng's skills, and whether you are qualified to fight with me on his behalf! After speaking, Ding Yi's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the true qi in his body was beating, driving a warm blood to boil.

With a bang, it was like stepping on everyone's hearts, and I saw that Ding Yi's body was like lightning in the sky, suddenly swept out, and his left palm was also in the moment. Three fierce forces slashed towards the top of Xuzhu's head, coming quickly. It's done only in an instant.

Xuzhu shouted angrily, the momentum of the whole body rushed to the sky, a domineering aura rushed straight to Ding Yimen's door, his hands also pressed down in a moment, and his body rose from the ground suddenly, just in front of Ding's palm, three imposing eighteen palms of the dragon also took a self-shot, and the palm power came out of the air, still with a sneering sound of energy.

"What a dragon palm!" Ding Yi's eyes were pleasantly surprised, he didn't even close his palms with Xuzhu, he felt the strong power of the palm power, the momentum was vertical and horizontal, like a flood bursting the embankment, the mighty explosive power made Ding Yi's blood boil all over his body, he didn't know which of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending palms were these three palms, but this power was far superior to the power of Hong Qigong, this was the real eighteen palms of the dragon descending in his mind!

Ding Yi's whole body burst out of Jiuyang True Qi, blowing up the feeling of being locked around his body, and in an instant, with the momentum of Mount Tai's topping, the three palms of the phantom soared out, and they all merged with the oncoming dragon descending palms, without any hesitation.

To experience Qiao Feng's unique domineering, only with the same fierce strength can you feel his kind of self-sacrificing spirit!

With a roar, the two of them turned out in the air, their bodies were unstable, after Ding Yigang landed, with the help of his right leg, after fixing his body, he suddenly pounced forward, between his legs, a 'chain leg' rushed over, and his left palm was also shot out at the same time.

Violence against violence, madness against madness, this is the battle between real men, for Ding Yi, it is not only Qiao Feng's eighteen palms of dragon descending, but also how can he use such a way to borrow strength to fight with the great movement of Qiankun, if Qiao Feng is here, he can use it without doubt, but after all, Xuzhu is Xuzhu, he is not the Qiao Feng who stands up to the sky, otherwise, what does it mean to defeat the other party in that way.

Xu Zhu clenched his teeth at the moment, he had never made the eighteen palms of the dragon descending to a person, but this time he fought with Ding Yi, he found that he was really like the eldest brother said, only the fierceness of the eighteen palms of the dragon can really suit him, he never likes to fight with people, he is actually agitated at this moment, the blood of the whole body seems to be boiling, and he can't wait to fight until dark.

Seeing Murong Fu attacking again, a long roar came out from the void bamboo roar, he didn't know why, he only felt that with this palm technique, he thought of the eldest brother that day, at the moment with his hands on his chest, he turned reflexively, and his palms gathered his internal strength, carrying the strength of a stormy wave, and slapped towards the phantom attacking in front of him.

The dragon roars and shakes the sky!

Xuzhu's qi and blood were boiling, and the momentum of his whole body was no longer concealed, and Qi Qi surged out in front of him, no longer as outstanding as the dust just now, but exuded a violent force, like that figure fighting the world.

"Good!"

Ding Yi slashed several palms in a row, the momentum was excited, and the battle qi in his whole body rose up like never before, and his body was as fast as lightning, like a lightning light towards the void bamboo.

But Xuzhu stood still at the moment, coming and going to launch the dragon with one palm, Ren Ding attacked like a wave, he was immovable, blocked down one by one, and the momentum between his hands was like a mountain like Mount Tai pressing the top, and he was rising in the air on the top of Xuzhu's head, and behind him, it seemed that the figure of the great shore was standing!

"What a Qiao Feng!"

Obviously, a weak Xuzhu is like himself, but with this palm technique, the stronger he is, and even his eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the power has multiplied sharply all the way, knowing that the Xuzhu has been going through a long run-in period, and the eighteen palms of the dragon are under his persecution, so that the other party is more and more integrated, with the head of the virtual bamboo, Qiao Feng will teach it in person at a regular time, otherwise he will not progress so fast.

But, so what, Nan Murong, who can be as famous as North Qiao Feng, is not a false person, the stronger the enemy, the more enthusiastic Ding Yi is, he wishes that Xuzhu can have Qiao Feng's ability at this moment, he believes that he Nan Murong is by no means inferior to the other party, and he may have been inferior before, but that is because Murong Fu is distracted by the wish to restore the country, and his ambition is not in the martial arts, but after his dream of recovering the country is far away from him, the martial arts will be the Central Plains dominated by Southern Murong, without Qiao Feng, there will be no one to stop!

Ding Yi has this kind of momentum and this kind of self-confidence, and he is just trembling in his heart!!

The two of them were not up or down, and after fighting a few times, Ding Yi's whole body was full of purple qi, and between his eyes, the pair of shining eyes were also surrounded by purple qi, like an undefeated god.

This time, Ding Yi jumped up again, carrying a wave of purple gas, made a beautiful and swift loop in the air, and his left palm came out, frustrating, spinning, counterattacking, three actions in one go, in an instant, with a slip of purple gas starlight, stretched out his palm and kicked his legs, like thunder and lightning, dozens of power phantoms, with the momentum of thunder, fiercely intertwined towards the virtual bamboo under him.

Xuzhu's face changed, his hands flipped in front of his chest, and eighty years of internal force gathered in his hands, and in a moment, a 'Kanglong has regrets' rolled up in an instant, with a high momentum, like a mountain and a sea, from two different directions, with an invisible and fierce net, towards the figure above the head to shoot back.

As soon as Ding Yi arrived in front of Xuzhu, he was shocked by this passionate dragon roar, of course he knew that this sound was not really a dragon roar, but a strong vibration of the air, so the internal force rolled, driving away the feeling of tightness in the mouth, nose and chest, and the palm power was still unstoppable, like a raging tide, colliding with this invisible power net.

The bang was like a scorching thunder explosion, and Xuzhu was immediately crushed by Ding Yi's internal force and his legs sank, the hard bluestone slab bricks were shattered under his feet, and the clothes on his body were even more violent, and under his feet, all the dust was blown away.

Ding Yi was also beaten upwards by wave after wave of strength in his hand, which is the strength of Kang Long's regrets, it is to after a few laps, Ding Yi's body suddenly turned upside down, and the power of stopping the inverted back, like a falling meteor, the left palm flashed with purple hazy breath, and in the time when people could not breathe for one-tenth of the time, Ding Yi once again carried the power of a thunder palm, and slashed towards the top of the head of the void bamboo.

Xu Zhu's face changed greatly at this moment, he didn't expect Ding Yi's counterattack to be so fast, his internal force was still boiling at the moment, how could the other party suddenly flip down, what gave him speed? And by what means did he stop the upward force?

I didn't have time to think about why, Xuzhu was in great trouble at the moment, his internal organs were injured in the previous moment, and at this moment he was hit by Ding Yi's strength and his blood was boiling, which made it even worse, especially, this time the strength was not weaker than just now, he felt his hairs stand on end from a distance, only to feel that on the top of his head, a palm shadow like a mountain was pressing down from the top of his head with the strength of the roaring waves, the momentum was huge, the strength was strong, and it seemed to make him turn around and flee.

But the void bamboo is the void bamboo after all, when encountering difficulties, even if you are hard-headed, you will step forward, it is to transport the true qi of the north with your heart, your hands wave like electricity, and you can descend the dragon eighteen palms, and even your legs are in an instant, handing out several strong winds, and finally with the turbulent waves of power, touch together, his body, suddenly covered in a dense palm shadow, the vast strength swept him in an instant.

Bang bang bang!

The strength burst like a tide, and in the horror of everyone, a dull sound of scalp tingling sounded, and suddenly, a figure fell out of the chaotic phantom circle, and the high dragon groan disappeared on the spot, and the figure arched out of the waist and back was no different from before, it was the void bamboo. (To be continued.) )

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