Straight to the point.

The big hand stained with oil stains was like the palm of the Buddha pressing Sun Wukong, and it came straight away, not giving people the idea of avoiding it at all, and the feeling of moving forward can be described as the whole person who rushed straight to Yue Yuan.

Not!

There was a hesitation, and there was an accident.

Yue Yuan didn't expect this Hong Qigong to say such a sentence at all, and he had already started it. But in the face of the opponent's attack, although there was not the slightest killing intent inside, Yue Yuan had to avoid it.

The figure was slightly on one side, and the chopsticks in his right hand had already rotated against Hong Qigong's big hand. That hand was only a few inches away from Yue Yuan's clothes.

I said, Qigong, you want to rub the oil stains on my clothes, right?

Looking at the greasy oil stains on the other party's hands, Yue Yuan's brows jumped wildly, if Hong Qigong rubbed the oil stains on his body, where would he find the carved plaque and Liby? You know, I crossed over to this shijie, although I prepared some things, but there was no laundry detergent at all!

"Not bad!"

Hong Qigong's eyes lit up, and Yue Yuan's performance made the old beggar feel good. However, Hong Qigong still had something to disagree with, but he heard him say: "It's just that there are too many fancy moves!" After speaking, he flipped his right hand and hit the chopsticks against his palm.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the bamboo chopsticks were slammed and broken by Hong Qigong's right palm, breaking into four sections. Two of them flew out, leaving only the two halves in Yue Yuan's hand. But in the face of such a situation, Yue Yuan's face did not change, but with two fingers, the two halves of chopsticks in his hand pointed at Hong Qigong's palm again.

Bang!

The chopsticks pointed to the palm of the hand again, but at the same time, they were shattered by the huge force, and they broke jointly.

Eighteen Palms of the Dragon?!

Yue Yuan raised his eyebrows, quite surprised. The force from the other party's palm just now was extremely strong, which made Yue Yuan very surprised, which made Yue Yuan think of one of the exclusive martial arts of Hong Qigong - Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending.

Facing the complete smashing of the remaining half of the chopsticks in his hand, Yue Yuan was not surprised, also like Hong Qigong, the two of them were sitting in their seats, without any movement, and the fight was only the upper body. When the chopsticks were broken, Yue Yuan looked at the greasy palm, and didn't want to fight hard with his right hand, in that case, it would mean that he had lost.

Thinking of this, when he saw that Hong Qigong's palm was about to touch his clothes, Yue Yuan's upper body trembled, and then he bent backwards in an extremely strange posture, as if he had practiced yoga.

Yue Yuan's sudden movement made Hong Qigong's hand hit the air, and this method of avoiding it really opened Hong Qigong's eyes. However, with Hong Qigong's vision, he naturally knew that such an avoidance required physical conditions, and if he came, he would definitely flash his old waist.

This Taoist priest is really good!

In his mind, he once again expressed his admiration for Yue Yuan's skills, but Hong Qigong did not end his attack there, but flipped his right hand and continued to touch Yue Yuan's body.

"Uh-huh!!"

Feeling the right hand coming from his side again, Yue Yuan's bent body returned to its original state like a spring, and his right hand stabbed past the chopsticks, and suddenly four bamboo chopsticks appeared in his hand. Then, Yue Yuan held four bamboo chopsticks in his right hand and pushed it towards Hong Qigong's right hand.

"Oh?!"

Hong Qigong was surprised when he saw this, and smiled indifferently, but no matter how you resisted, I just took the essence of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending with one move and pressed directly to Yue Yuan's chopsticks that were in his palm.

A muffled sound rang out from the two of them clashing.

It's like the sound of bubbles bursting when the water is about to boil off. If the ears do not speak, outsiders cannot hear. But Yue Yuan and Hong Qigong naturally heard this sound. Because, this is the first meeting between the two internal skills.

There was a creaking sound, but the chair that Yue Yuan was sitting on moved to the side, avoiding it a little.

"Ahh

"The seniors are brilliant in martial arts, and the juniors lose!"

I casually put the four chopsticks in my hand on the table, and when the chopsticks fell on the table, I saw that the surface fibers of the bamboo chopsticks were cracked, and they were destroyed. At this time, Yue Yuan did not cast the slightest glance at the ruined bamboo chopsticks, but looked at his right wrist sleeve with a helpless and crying smile. I saw that there was a greasy palm print left on it, although it was slightly inconspicuous under the cover of gold, but it was left after all.

And most importantly, Yue Yuan also removed the chair under him.

As for Hong Qigong's predecessors, he immediately sat in his place with a golden knife, but he didn't move in the slightest.

“haha……”

Hong Qigong was very happy, and after drinking all the wine in the bottle excitedly, he smiled and said, "Little Taoist, your current appearance is much more pleasing!" However, your martial arts skills are good, and you can be regarded as the number one master among the young generation...... Well, at least among the younger generation that my old beggar has seen, you are the most skilled in martial arts! And in the confrontation just now, you have already told me that what you are best at is not this, but should be light work! ”

Hong Qigong really deserves to be an old-timer in the rivers and lakes, his experience and eyesight are definitely superior, but in a short confrontation, he can see the current foundation of Yue Yuan.

In this regard, Yue Yuan can only express his admiration.

After all, ginger is still old and spicy many times, especially when it is in the rivers and lakes.

But even so, people still can't see their roots at all, which is what Yue Yuan is most satisfied with.

"But ......"

"Needless to say, you are a big man wearing such a luxurious robe, what kind of flowers are you still smoking on your body? It's natural to be like the old beggar I have! ”

zuihou, Hong Qigong can be regarded as showing the reason why he just made a move.

"Uh......"

Yue Yuan's lips opened, and his eyes looked at Hong Qigong's messy, patched clothes, which were still black and black, and seemed to be covered with something. Immediately, Yue Yuan saw Hong Qigong casually wipe the hand full of oil stains on his body, really casually.

I'll it, is this a dress or a rag!

So, Yue Yuan was completely stunned.

"Tell you the truth, little Taoist!"

"Old beggar, I have a great interest in your golden robe, you want to know how many poor people your robe can help!"

In the end, Hong Qigong's gaze still fell on Yue Yuan's luxurious golden robe, and the old beggar's eyes were bright and bright, and Yue Yuan's heart was extremely empty.

It's been a long time.

Yue Yuan pondered for a while, and then said pointedly: "Senior, my clothes can't be used to help the people for the time being, because I also need to use it to save others!" ”

"How?"

Yue Yuan's words surprised Hong Qigong, and Yue Yuan's answer surprised the old beggar.

"I'm going to save a woman!"

Picking up the wine glass and drinking all the wine in the cup in one gulp, Yue Yuan smiled and said his thoughts, because if it really developed according to his conjecture, the pressure on Yue Yuan would definitely be very great. And if you get the approval of one of the five uniques, then it will be much easier.

Woman?

Clothes?

Is there any correlation between the two?

Hong Qigong blinked, looked at Yue Yuan's golden robe, and then thought about the so-called woman, and was confused for a while.

"Because to save her is to save many!"

And Yue Yuan's second sentence made Hong Qigong's face serious.