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With just one glance, Fang Xiaoyu was sure that this person was Ling Hu Chong, who was seven or eight points similar to Brother Jie, although he was a little immature, but Ling Hu Chong's free and unscrupulous nature was unforgettable at a glance.

Fang Xiaoyu looked at Ling Hu Chong at the same time, Ling Hu Chong was also looking at Fang Xiaoyu, maybe Ling Hu Chong was free and easy, but it didn't mean that he was a fool, if he really had no wisdom and no understanding, how could he get the favor of Feng Qingyang in the future and pass on the peerless Dugu Nine Swords.

Seeing Fang Xiaoyu for the first time, Ling Hu Chong was shocked in his heart, even though he had already learned from Yue Buqun's mouth that Fang Xiaoyu had defeated Fei Bin, the great Songyang hand of Songshan, but when he really saw Fang Xiaoyu, Ling Hu Chong found that the other party seemed to be even more unfathomable than he expected.

Fang Xiaoyu practiced the eighteen palms of the dragon, and as he realized the eighteen palms of the dragon, the temperament on his body was also silently undergoing subtle changes.

The iron-blooded aura that had been in charge of the army for many years was gradually transformed into the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, which was a little more iron-blooded than Qiao Feng's heroism.

Under the great progress of cultivation, Fang Xiaoyu had not yet had time to restrain his aura, so Ling Hu Chong could detect the kind of aura emanating from Fang Xiaoyu's body.

Smiling slightly, Fang Xiaoyu said: "I heard the name of Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of Mr. Junzi Jianyue, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name, Brother Linghu is a true gentleman, would you like to float with me?" ”

Others don't know Ling Hu Chong's hobbies, but Fang Xiaoyu knows, it can be said that Ling Hu Chong is half an alcoholic, and he has a special preference for fine wine.

Listening to Fang Xiaoyu's words at this time, Ling Hu Chong was slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted, worthy of being the protagonist of the future world, and laughed: "The gang leader is so gracious, it is better to be respectful than to obey his fate." ”

For Ling Hu Chong, Fang Xiaoyu has no hostility, and there is no conflict between the two, and it can even be said that there is no conflict between the beggar gang and the Huashan faction, if you look at it from the Songshan faction, it has the same enemy with the Huashan faction.

As for whether Yue Buqun is a hypocrite or not, what does this have to do with Fang Xiaoyu, as long as Yue Buqun doesn't hit their beggar gang with his idea, even if Yue Buqun is a big devil, Fang Xiaoyu won't care.

With the support of Fang Xiaoyu's large amount of money, the beggar gang developed rapidly, and naturally collected some fine wine in the general rudder.

When several things were not placed in front of Ling Hu Chong, Ling Hu Chong smelled the aroma of wine emanating from the open wine jar, and immediately couldn't help but swallow.

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing when he saw this, reached out and grabbed a wine jar and threw it to Ling Hu Chong, "Taste the taste of Shaoxing's daughter red in the past twenty years." ”

Ling Hu Chong's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the wine jar that Fang Xiaoyu threw over, but there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

With Ling Hu Chong's eyesight, he naturally saw that Fang Xiaoyu's casual throw contained great strength, and the internal strength infused into the wine jar had to be dissolved by him.

Otherwise, the wine jar will burst open, which can be regarded as Fang Xiaoyu's test for Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong didn't mind Fang Xiaoyu's actions like this, but grabbed it eagerly.

Didn't he go down the mountain this time on the order of Yue Buqun to find out the details of this beggar gang leader.

Although he didn't know what his master wanted him to do to find out Fang Xiaoyu's details, as a disciple, he didn't need to think too much, he just needed to do his part.

Originally, he didn't know how to ask Fang Xiaoyu for advice, but he didn't expect that Fang Xiaoyu had already taken the initiative to test him, so instead of being angry, Ling Hu Chong was very happy to accompany him.

Huashan Mixed Yuan Gong was running, and Ling Hu Chong opened the door to welcome the guests and held the wine jar in his hand, and at the same time, his wrist and palm vibrated slightly, at least dozens of times in an instant, and finally unloaded Fang Xiaoyu's internal strength poured into the wine jar.

Even if it's just a moment's effort, but for Ling Hu Chong, it's no less than a fanfight, and there are already fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

"It's so pure and deep."

Ling Hu Chong couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he was extremely pure in Huashan's internal strength, and his method of unloading his strength was extremely exquisite, he was afraid that he would not be able to completely unload the internal breath poured into the wine jar.

From this point alone, Ling Hu Chong thought that he was inferior to Fang Xiaoyu in the cultivation of inner breath.

Now that Ling Hu Chong is just about twenty years old, and Fang Xiaoyu looks like he is only twenty-two or three, if it really comes to cultivation time, Fang Xiaoyu doesn't even have Ling Hu Chong's cultivation time as long.

But who let Fang Xiaoyu have the means to cheat, at least half of his internal breath is derived from Long'er, although it is said that it has completely consumed a large part of his own internal breath, at least it has saved Fang Xiaoyu nearly ten years of hard work, so it is normal to say that Fang Xiaoyu's internal interest is stronger than Ling Hu Chong.

Raising the wine jar, the wine turned into a water arrow and submerged into Ling Hu Chong's mouth, the pungent aroma of wine escaped, Fang Xiaoyu looked at Ling Hu Chong's free and easy heartiness and couldn't help but be infected, and also grabbed a jar of wine and drank it all.

This is a two-pound bottle of pure grain wine, full of stamina, so when the two of them drank it, their heads were already a little dizzy.

After a little drinking, Ling Hu Chong opened his mouth and said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Fang Gang Master, the first time the kid came down the mountain, he heard the name of the Beggars Gang Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms, and he was quite fascinated in his heart, I don't know if I can let the kid see it." ”

Hearing Ling Hu Chong say this, Fang Xiaoyu's mind turned, and he immediately understood why Ling Hu Chong came down the mountain to the beggar gang, if nothing else, I am afraid that the hypocrite behind him, Master Yue Buqun, sent him.

"Could it be that Yue Buqun also wants to fight the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon?"

With such a thought flashing in his heart, Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, looked at Ling Hu Chong and laughed: "This is very good, I have heard for a long time that Huashan's swordsmanship is exquisite and unparalleled in the world, and today Fang Mou also opened his eyes." ”

On the martial arts field, Fang Xiaoyu and Ling Hu Chong confronted each other from afar, and the strength of the two was equal, making Hu Chong's attainments eighty percent in swordsmanship, while Fang Xiaoyu was more focused on boxing and palm techniques.

Ling Hu Chong saw that Fang Xiaoyu's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and he knew that if he didn't make a move, once his momentum was suppressed, he was afraid that he would fall into the disadvantage before he could make a move.

With a light snort, Ling Hu Chong suddenly struck out with a flying cloud, and I have to say that Huashan's swordsmanship is indeed the charm of Huashan, even if it is a sharp swordsmanship, it is also a little unworldly.

Fang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he shouted, and suddenly the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and struck, Kang Long was extremely powerful, mixed with Fang Xiaoyu's own iron-blooded evil spirit, and it actually gave people a sense of killing without regrets.

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