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The body of the Dragon Fist Mage exuded bursts of invisible coercion! The corner of the Dragon Fist Mage's mouth sneered, and he directly stretched out his fist and rushed towards Beifeng, who didn't dodge at first, because he didn't think that the Dragon Fist's attack would cause him any damage! But he didn't think so now, Beifeng was taken aback and hurriedly dodged to the side!

The Dragon Fist did not mean to stop at all, and his body suddenly appeared in front of Beifeng, Beifeng was taken aback, and he didn't allow him to escape, so he was hit in the chest by the Dragon Fist Mage's fist, and Beifeng was instantly beaten back a few steps, and a lot of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Mage Beifeng is the top mage in the Western Regions, and at this time, he was beaten by the Dragon Fist and vomited blood!? The power of the Dragon Fist can be imagined! We can't help but be a little afraid of this dragon fist, at this time Arubu was a little lucky, glad that he let Mitian go first when he dealt with the hundred ghost Dao people just now, otherwise Mitian's strength, if he wants to deal with the dragon fist, I'm afraid he won't live for five minutes!

Beifeng is nothing, naturally it is impossible to be beaten passively so stupidly, and after stabilizing his body, he quickly began to fight back. Dragon Fist sneered and said something that was exactly what I wanted, and then stretched out his fist and struck at Beifeng again! Seeing this, Beifeng raised his fist to meet him without saying a word!

The fists of the two men slammed together, and we felt a little shaken in the space around here. The two of them were instantly hit by the other party's recoil and flipped a few times. They fell to the ground.

Rao is like this, the two of them also quickly stood up and scuffled together, these two people are both mages standing at the pinnacle, and the way of dueling is naturally not as disorderly as others! In an instant, the two of them made a move as if they were two masters of martial arts.

You fight, I defend. You defend, I'll fight.

Gradually, Beifeng was a little defeated, because although he was powerful, but he mainly learned illusion, and the body fighting was obviously not as powerful as this dragon fist, and the dragon fist kicked Beifeng to the ground, and then took advantage of the victory to pursue, and rushed straight to Beifeng's life!

The duel on the field has entered a white-hot stage.

We couldn't help but raise our hearts to Beifeng's throat, because we all knew that if this fist of the Dragon Fist smashed on Beifeng's head, I am afraid that Beifeng's life would be lost! Beifeng also knew his situation, but he lay on the ground without panic and closed his eyes.

This...... What is this for? Hurry up! I yelled anxiously on the side, at the moment of the enemy, he still has the heart to sleep?

Don't panic. The ice dragon hurriedly said, I think the duel between these two people is a bit interesting, he is not sleeping, but performing illusions.

What the? Casting illusions? I paused for a moment, turned my head and asked.

Just keep looking. The Ice Dragon's attention was clearly focused on this wonderful duel, and he didn't have the time to answer my pediatric questions.

I saw that the fist of the Dragon Fist mage was getting closer and closer to Beifeng's head, and when there was only less than one centimeter left, Beifeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dragon fist, and the fist of the Dragon Fist mage quickly stopped in mid-air, and for a moment, it seemed as if time had been frozen.

The scene in front of us was all of a sudden, this dilapidated martial arts platform turned out to be a fairyland on earth, the rough floor tiles were now like patches of green grass, and in the field, a pale, thin-looking, shabby child with patches on his whole body was mowing grass in this field. Looking at his dress, it should be the Tang Dynasty.

After a while, a larger child came over and was a head taller than the child. This big child is followed by a group of children, and obviously, this tall child is the so-called child king of this group of children.

When the child king saw the weak child bending down to mow the grass, he spit directly on the child's head, but the thin child didn't notice it at all, as if it was because his hair had not been washed for a long time, and there was a lot of oil on it, and he couldn't feel it at all.

When the child king saw that the thin child ignored him, he was furious and kicked the child's buttocks, because the thin child was hunched over, and he was kicked and eaten by a dog at once, and his teeth hit a stone directly on the ground, and the blood flowed, and his hands were also bruised.

As if he knew something, the child stood up with a frightened face and looked at the older child, only to see the group of children who came later, laughing, and his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.

You wild child that no one raises and no one wants...... Hahahaha...... This group of children, who seem innocent and harmless to humans and animals on the surface, actually hides their vicious hearts, and in the face of weakness, they have no sympathy at all, instead of ridicule and indifference.

This scene, we are all a little worried, and we can't help but be a little angry, is there no one to take care of these children?

The child king led his subordinates to the side, leaving only the child who was mowing the grass to cry in a low voice, crying, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, and his eyes were helpless and sad.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed.

The protagonist is still the same emaciated child as before, who is sitting on a bench with a black, cracked porcelain bowl in his hand, and a spoon in his right hand that is shivering with only a few grains of rice.

The children's clothes were very thin, and it was clear that the inside of the house was not protected from the wind.

The straw mat on the bed was constantly shaking in the wind, and lying on the straw mat was an old woman whose whole body was wrapped in a stiff quilt.

The old grandmother looked sickly, but her eyes were very kind, and the child trembled and sent a mouthful of porridge to the old grandmother's mouth.

As soon as the old grandmother said this, the child nodded, turned away, and put the spoon in his mouth, but there was not a drop of porridge in it.

The old grandmother ate it with satisfaction...... What a filial child.

The scene in front of me changed again, and the old grandmother's body finally collapsed, overwhelmed, and lay in a coffin made of a few discarded wooden boards, and closed her eyes forever......

Heartbroken, the child buried the grandmother in the heavy rain with two hands...... The hands of the little ones became bloody.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a hat came in the rain, pitifully handed the child an oil-paper umbrella, the child did not use it himself, but supported it on the grave of the dead grandmother, and said something in his mouth, grandma, I hope this thing can shelter you from the wind and rain......

In an instant, our tears fell from our eyes......

This kid is so pitiful.

The child cried for a while before fainting and was carried home by the middle-aged man in the hat.

The middle-aged man, as if he was a dart player, passed by there that day, and after he brought his children home, he treated him very well, while his wife and son were not good to him at all. After the middle-aged man brought the child into the house, the business of the dart bureau was not as good as day by day, but his wife took advantage of the topic, saying that if this continues, his son's food will not be able to be managed.

The middle-aged man was a bodhisattva and knew that the child was pitiful, so he let the child go to the dart game to practice martial arts with the dart head and practice fist and foot kung fu.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and what is presented in front of us is no longer the emaciated child of the year, but a burly, heroic, and majestic chief dartman, this person is the Dragon Fist Mage. Dragon Fist has been able to endure hardships since he was a child, and he has practiced hard to develop some real skills, and has made great contributions to the middle-aged man's dart game with a pair of fists.

However, that middle-aged man will also get old, and the perennial business fatigue will make his body worse day by day. Finally, one day, the middle-aged man died.

The middle-aged man's son's wife, but he did not fulfill his filial piety at all, and the middle-aged man's body was placed in the house for several days, and his wife and son ignored it, scrambling to look through the accounts of the dart board, trying to sweep away all the family property.

When Dragon Fist found out about this, he killed the middle-aged man's wife and son in a fit of rage, because what they did was too much. When we saw this, we couldn't help but relieve the hatred in our hearts.

Long Fist killed someone, broke the law, was taken to the yamen by the local government, put into a prison cell, and suffered a lot.

One day, after eating prison food, he was lying on the straw mat and sleeping, and accidentally touched a paper thing, took it out and looked at it, and there were two big characters "Dragon Fist" written on it. You don't have to think about it to know that this is a martial arts secret book, but the Dragon Fist Mage can't think of it, and there are people who practice martial arts in this cell who have lived here. Master Longquan felt that this secret book was nothing more than a book that a martial arts idiot read in his cell to kill time, until he found the words on the wall, and completely dispelled this idea.

I saw that it was written on the wall: I have specialized in martial arts all my life, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and I think that I have a clear conscience when I live a life, but I have no good retribution, and I was killed by a traitor, and my martial arts were wasted and I was thrown into a deep prison that did not see the light of day, I sighed! How can I live here for the rest of my life? If so, it is better to end it for life as soon as possible! But it's a pity that I have never learned in my life, and I hope that someone who is destined to get it will treat this book well and pass it on from one line to another. I learned from the book, and I was glad for life! Li Feng, a masterpiece.

After seeing the above lines, Long Fist was no longer calm, and hurriedly ran to the side of the cell door, and asked a few officials who were guarding him, about some things about the person named Li Feng who had been imprisoned here, but what these officials said surprised him!