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On the main peak of the Iron Palm Peak, in the west chamber of a five-bay stone house, Qiu Qianren was working hard to refine his Iron Palm Kung Fu. To say that this person is indeed a generation of geniuses, although the iron palm kung fu he learned from the master is powerful, but it is far from being the best, all relying on his own understanding and study, constantly pushing through the old and bringing forth the new, and finally becoming a martial arts wonder that can be compared with Hong Qigong's "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon", each with its own strengths.

At this moment, a large furnace is placed in the middle of this chamber, and the furnace is lit with charcoal, boiling a steaming wok, and the two black-clothed children next to the wok, both wrapped their mouths and noses tightly with thick cloths, one pushes and pulls the bellows, and the other uses a shovel to stir-fry the iron sand in the wok. As the flame in the furnace became more and more vigorous, the iron sand in the wok began to rise hot, and the hot gas emitted a strong medicinal smell. The two little boys seemed to be terrified of the heat, and although they covered their mouths and noses with thick cloths, they desperately turned their heads away from each other.

Qiu Qianren sat cross-legged in front of the wok, slowly exhaling and inhaling the hot air rising from the wok, and sucked the steaming heat into a wisp every time. After breathing like this for a while, hot air gradually emerged from his head, and then he raised his hands high, and there was a slight heat on his ten fingers, and he suddenly stood up and put his hands into the wok.

This is Qiu Qianren's unique way of self-created practice, he first intakes the toxic heat into the body, and uses poisonous sand to temper his palms, and then forces out the toxicity, so that the internal strength of the palm will naturally increase.

The little boy who pulled the bellows was already sweating profusely, and at this time he was pulling with all his might. As the input wind becomes stronger and stronger, the flame in the furnace becomes stronger and stronger, and the temperature of the iron sand in the wok becomes higher and higher. When Qiu Qianren's palms were buried in the hot iron sand, the muscles on his face began to twitch slightly, obviously the taste was not pleasant, but he still insisted for a long time before pulling out his palms, and then with a "snap" of his hand, he hit a small cloth bag containing iron sand hanging in the air with a thin rope. The sound of this palm was very loud, but the cloth bag did not move at all, and it did not shake at all, showing that the control of the palm power was really superb.

Seeing that his iron palm kung fu had made some progress, Qiu Qianren's face showed joy, and then he thought of the young man who was infinitely exquisite sword moves with his hands, and his face turned gloomy again.

"Heh......" A chuckle suddenly came from outside the window.

Qiu Qianren's face changed greatly. This is the heart of the Iron Palm Gang, and the security is the most tight. How much more, with the power of his own ears, who can trespass into the immediate vicinity and be completely unconscious? He made a mistake with both palms, and made an iron palm killing move towards the window outside Zhang Yu, and the sharp palm force smashed the window lattice and sash to pieces. Qiu Qianren flew out at the same time as he made his palm, and almost the moment he hit his palm, he also flew away, and flew out of the window with the fine wood chips flying in the air.

"It's you!" Seeing that the person standing not far away was Meng Xunzhen, who he had just thought of, Qiu Qianren shouted in surprise and anger.

Meng Xun said calmly: "It's not me, it's us." ”

The sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded, and Zhou Botong, Yinggu, Mu Nianci, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong flew from all directions, encircling Qiu Qianren in the core.

"Thief, give back my son's life!" Aunt Ying's eyes were red, looking at Qiu Qianren and screaming, if she hadn't been pulled by Zhou Botong beside her, she would have pounced desperately.

Qiu Qianren's heart suddenly sudden, but his face was not moved at all, and he shouted coldly: "Crazy woman, what nonsense are you talking about!" ”

Meng Xunzhen opened his mouth and said, "Qiu Qianren, why are you pretending to be confused? Your iron palm kung fu can be regarded as a unique martial arts, do you really think that Emperor Duan back then couldn't recognize who injured Aunt Ying's child? ”

"So what, if I did it?" Qiu Qianren saw that he couldn't prevaricate, and his face showed a hideous look, "Do you think that these people can kill the old man and avenge this crazy woman?" Don't forget, this is the territory of my Iron Palm Gang, as long as the old man greets him, hundreds of disciples in the gang will come immediately. No matter how high your martial arts are, how many people can you kill? ”

"Second brother!" Meng Xunzhen beckoned to Guo Jing.

Today, Guo Jing was carrying a full set of bows and arrows, and when he heard the greeting of his eldest brother, he pulled out a chirping arrow from his quiver, and shot it high into the air with a bow and arrow. The arrow dragged a sharp sound into the air, and it was piercing in the silence of the night.

The five peaks of the Iron Palm Peak shaped like fingers sounded at the same time, and on the middle finger peak where Qiu Qianren was located, the sound of shouting and killing was heard very clearly at the Iron Palm Gang branch not far below.

Meng Xunzhen looked at Qiu Qianren, whose face had changed drastically, and sneered: "I'm afraid that your subordinates are too busy to take care of themselves, and they can't come to share the worries of your big gang leader." Today, the two major gangs of the Beggar Gang and the Quanzhen Sect have joined forces and vowed to eradicate this den of thieves who collude with the enemy country and harm the people! ”

Zhou Botong was already impatient, and shouted: "What nonsense is the little nephew talking to him? Aunt Ying looked, I want to avenge our children with my own hands! After drinking, he pounced on him, and attacked Qiu Qianren with an empty fist.

Qiu Qianren was stunned, he naturally had no way of knowing the ** between Zhou Botong and Yinggu, who sneaked into the Dali Palace and beat Yinggu's son to death, but mistook him for the son of Nandi, the purpose was to let Nandi spend a lot of internal strength to save his son, and he could not be his enemy in the second Huashan sword debate. Zhou Botong's words made him a little confused. But the situation did not allow him to think too much, Zhou Botong's fist had arrived in front of him, the punch was soft and strong, and there were countless killers hidden in the light and light spirit, which was a powerful fist that had never been seen in his life, and he had to concentrate on using the iron palm kung fu to meet the enemy.

The two fought fiercely for more than 300 moves, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. Meng Xunzhen saw that Zhou Botong was more and more elated the more he fought, and it was clear that he was a martial idiot, so he had already abandoned the big things, and reminded: "Uncle Shi, tonight is a hoe and revenge, not a martial arts competition." If you don't do your best, the disciple will have to take action! ”

Zhou Botong woke up at this time, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I'll kill him." The move in his hand changed violently, his left hand still used his self-created "Kong Ming Boxing", but his right hand used the "Tai Chi Boxing" learned from Meng Xunzhen, and used the technique of "fighting left and right" to turn one into two, and the doppelganger struck.

As soon as the old naughty boy made a killing move, Qiu Qianren immediately fell into disadvantage. He couldn't have imagined that there was such a strange kung fu in the world, which barely supported more than 200 moves, and he was about to lose. It's not that he hasn't thought about escaping, but Meng Xunzhen has been monitoring outside the battle circle between the two, and there are Yinggu, Mu Nianci, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong surrounding him on the outer layer, so he has long cut off his escape route.

"Qiu Lao'er, let's die!" Zhou Botong snorted and punched Qiu Qianren's chest. With this punch, he used his strength to knock Qiu Qianren off the ground, spurting blood from his mouth, smashing through the window of the east wing and falling in.

Meng Xunzhen was not worried that Qiu Qianren would take the opportunity to escape, he had already explored the terrain beforehand, and knew that these houses were made of large rocks, which were very strong. If you don't go through doors and windows, even with Qiu Qianren's skills, it will take a lot of trouble to break the wall and escape. However, in order to prevent the other party from dying and counterattacking, he still rushed forward and walked side by side with Zhou Botong, and the two of them were on guard and approaching the wing.

Just took a few steps, suddenly saw a figure flash, and Qiu Qianren pounced out of the window again. It's just that his posture is very strange, he is in the air, his hands and feet are waving wildly, if he is talking about a powerful martial art, but he is not a family at all.

Zhou Botong didn't care about this, took a step forward, and punched. He also guarded against Qiu Qianren's trapped beast fight, this punch had really exhausted his life's strength, and he had to kill the enemy with one punch. Unexpectedly, Meng Xunzhen beside him suddenly made a move, grabbed Qiu Qianren in the air out of thin air, and a stream of air rolled around his body, tearing him off the air and slamming him to the ground. Zhou Botong's punch with all his strength grazed Qiu Qianren's scalp and hit the air, blasting the air and making a loud thunderous sound.

"Little nephew, what the hell are you doing?" Zhou Botong said angrily, as soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly smelled a fishy smell in his nose, looked down, but saw Qiu Qianren who was paralyzed on the ground with a pale face, a muddy patch between his legs, and he was so frightened that he pulled his pants and peed.

"He's not Qiu Qianren." Meng Xunzhen retreated a little in disgust, and the index finger of his right hand was a little in the air, and a soft finger force was pointed on the neck of this "Qiu Qianren", untying his dumb point that had been sealed.

"I'm not Qiu Qianren, Qiu Qianren is still in the house!" As soon as the dumb hole was unraveled, the "Qiu Qianren" on the ground immediately opened his mouth to defend himself, and then scolded the side room, "Qiu Lao Er, you beast who should kill a thousand knives, you are ruthless to use Lao Tzu as your substitute ghost." Lao Tzu is your eldest brother! ”

This time, everyone understood a little, and they all turned their eyes to the wing room again.

As soon as the door of the wing room opened, Qiu Qianren, who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, walked out slowly, he first glared at the still "Qiu Qianren" on the ground, and then looked at Meng Xunzhen with resentment, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How can you tell that he is not mine?" ”

Meng Xunzhen smiled: "I have met the two of you separately. Because the contrast between your expressions is too great, I have long suspected that you are two people. Just now you clicked on the dumb hole of this 'Qiu Qianren' and threw him out, the purpose is nothing more than to wait for us to kill him and leave, and then you can calmly escape. But what is false is what is false, and if you look at his appearance, except for this skin, is he half the same as you? ”

"Good boy!" A hint of madness appeared on Qiu Qianren's face, "Today, the old man is dead, and he will drag you to be buried with him!" As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, his palms staggered up and down, pointing at Meng Xunzhen from afar.

Meng Xunzhen knew that Qiu Qianren had been seriously injured after being punched by Zhou Botong, and at this moment, he was so full of momentum that he was clearly forcibly suppressing the injury and preparing to fight hard. With the opponent's decades of skill, this dying blow must be earth-shattering. At the moment, he didn't dare to be careless, and pulled out the crape myrtle soft sword from his waist, and the front finger of the sword pointed at it.

Zhou Botong's face was rarely solemn, but he had to take care of his identity, and he couldn't join forces with Meng Xunzhen to attack a seriously injured person, just stood aside and watched.

Qiu Qianren and Meng Xunzhen confronted each other for a moment, and suddenly flew forward at the same time. Their body skills were all used to the extreme, except for Zhou Botong, whose eyes were slightly narrowed, he could see clearly, and the other four people just felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the two people who were originally facing each other had switched positions and stood with their backs to each other.

"Good swordsmanship!" Zhou Botong suddenly applauded.

Meng Xunzhen turned around and said: "His palm skills are also good, but it's a pity that he is a little narrow-minded, blindly pursuing sharpness and ruthlessness, and finally fell behind." He has practiced to this point, he should be close to the limit, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough again. ”

Regarding Meng Xunzhen's evaluation, Qiu Qianren didn't say a word. The four people who didn't understand it on the side were puzzled, but they saw Qiu Qianren's head suddenly tilted to the side, and it rolled down from his neck.

Meng Xunzhen put the sword back into the sheath, and there was little joy in his heart. He fought Qiu Qianren twice, and he took a great advantage. Last time, Qiu Qianren fought with Yu, Qiao, Geng, Reading, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong, and consumed a lot of energy, and this time it was after he was seriously injured. If it is a fair competition, although he is sure of winning now, he has to win more than a thousand moves before he can win one and a half moves. Now it is only more than a year away from the second Huashan sword, with the current cultivation, if you want to win the honor of "the first in the world", although there is hope, but there is no full certainty.

"Big brother, what should I do with this old man?" Guo Jing walked over and pointed to "Qiu Qianren" on the ground and asked.

Meng Xunzhen said coldly: "Although this old liar is a straw bag, he has also helped Jin Guo recruit martial arts people who lobby Jiangnan, which is also not a good thing, and he will be killed with one slap!" ”