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He has killed 231 people, and everyone deserves to be punished for their crimes, and he has never killed a single person by mistake in his life.

This is the evaluation of Hong Qigong in the original book, and it is also the reason why Hong Qigong is admired by both black and white, even if it is an old poison like Ouyang Feng and an evil person like Huang Yaoshi, he can only give a thumbs up and say 'admiration' to Hong Qigong.

Of course, this is the reason why Cao Ziheng dared to be rude in front of him.

"Not only the Quanzhen Sect, but also you stinky beggars who want to eat."

After an angry roar, Cao Ziheng pointed his hand at Hong Qigong and cursed, which made the old beggar's anger uncontrollable.

"Stinky boy, the Quanzhen Sect and the Beggar Gang have provoked you."

Hong Qigong scolded angrily, and the stick in his hand had already pointed towards Cao Ziheng, of course, it was not a killer, in fact, he always called Hua at most to make Cao Ziheng suffer a little.

It's just that, even if it's just suffering, the stick method of the old flower is also extremely exquisite.

At this point, more than ten acupuncture points on Cao Ziheng's upper body were actually shrouded together, and the stick strength covered all the directions around Cao Ziheng, obviously, no matter where Cao Ziheng hid, it was impossible to avoid this stick.

"A bunch of shitty things, how could they not provoke me."

Cao Ziheng sneered, but there was no fear of Hong Qigong's exquisite stick technique, and with a flip of his palm, he had already met it, Hong Qigong's stick technique was exquisite, but Cao Ziheng's palm technique was also sharp and wonderful.

The moment the palm technique unfolded, it completely blocked the offensive of Hong Qigong's stick method at once, not only blocked, but also seemed to have a vague taste of counterattack.

"Frost Breaks the Ice."

Hong Qigong was slightly surprised, this set of top palm techniques of the Quanzhen Sect itself is not worth Hong Qigong's surprise, it's just that since Wang Chongyang back then, Hong Qigong has never seen anyone apply this set of palm techniques to the realm of Cao Ziheng in front of him.

You must know that Hong Qigong's martial arts have really reached the peak at this time, and the stick just now is certainly not a move to beat the dog, but Hong Qigong has been refining the dog-beating stick for decades, even if it is a random stick, it has great power.

It stands to reason that such a stick, even if it is a Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu and other all-true Taoist priests will definitely not be able to block it, but Cao Ziheng, who is biased, has blocked it, not only blocked it, but also has the taste of fighting back.

This really surprised Hong Qigong, but after the surprise, there was more anger.

"You are a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect."

Hong Qigong's tone was cold, Cao Ziheng cursed the Quanzhen Sect and cursed the beggar gang before, Hong Qigong was just angry, but he would never really want to clean up Cao Ziheng, after all, the old beggar's strength is also very great.

However, at this time, when it was discovered that Cao Ziheng was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, the gaffe was suddenly different, the old beggar could not care about others insulting the beggar gang and insulting the Quanzhen Sect, but he could never forgive a person who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors.

"Quanzhen Sect, bullshit, male thieves and female prostitutes, don't say that this kind of sect has expelled Young Master Ben, even if you don't expel it, Young Master Ben will leave by himself, Young Master Ben is a dignified seven-foot man, how can he bend the Cult, and you beggars, don't want to be treason and seek glory, tell you, you beggars help Elder Peng has been killed by Young Master Ben in the army of the Mongols, and Ben Shao has burned all the military rations of the Mongols by the way."

Cao Ziheng laughed wildly, as if he had unspeakable pain for the four words of Quanzhen disciple, and in the angry laughter and mocking words, Cao Ziheng suddenly punched out again.

"Traitors, lackeys, it's not so easy to want Ben Shao's life."

In the angry roar, Cao Ziheng's punch made Hong Qigong's face change slightly, and he even temporarily put away his mind to continue to explore Cao Ziheng's words.

"The Great Demon Fist, the Nine Yin True Scripture."

Hong Qigong's eyes flashed with a suspicious light, if the frost and ice-breaking palm before surprised Hong Qigong, then the Great Demon Fist at this time made Hong Qigong feel shocked.

Of course, shock is not fear or fear, in fact, don't say Cao Ziheng's big demon fist, even if it is the old naughty boy's big demon fist, it is impossible to threaten Hong Qigong.

"Stay."

Hong Qigong roared in a low voice, and his palm suddenly twisted and beat slightly, and an unimaginably strong energy was suddenly generated.

This time, it was Cao Ziheng's turn to change his face drastically, if the strength of the Great Demon Fist was like a mountain rock falling down, invincible, then Hong Qigong's palm was a tsunami attack, and the power was incomparable.

Originally, there was no difference between the two, but how could the falling stone the size of a watermelon be compared with the tsunami waves tens of meters high.

Play big.

Three words flashed in Cao Ziheng's heart, and slight beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he could only pray in his heart that Hong Qigong would show mercy at the last moment.

The fist strength and palm technique suddenly collided together, seeing that Hong Qigong neither withdrew his moves, nor weakened his strength, Cao Ziheng's heart had already sunk, and his mind instantly flashed how to escape next.

However, before Cao Ziheng could start to escape, the mighty palm suddenly turned, and it suddenly turned from rigid to soft, like a tsunami suddenly turning into a tornado, Cao Ziheng's full strength suddenly failed, and the whole person fell forward.

"The pit dragon has regrets, and the dragon has eighteen palms."

Cao Ziheng exclaimed in shock, Hong Qigong's palm wind just now was by no means from rigid to soft, but suddenly the strength was transformed, and there was a forward rush to recycle, but in this world, it seems that there is only one kind of martial art, or only one move can do it.

It is one of the tricks of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the dragon has regrets.

The subtlety of this trick lies in the last word 'repentance', obviously, Hong Qigong has already practiced this trick to the state of pure love.

"Boy, tell me what the Quanzhen Sect has done to make you so angry."

With Cao Ziheng's current strength, even if he loses his balance, it will be at most instantaneous, however, before his slanted figure can stand up straight, a hand has already been pressed on his shoulder.

Cao Ziheng smiled bitterly, in the world of the Condor, or in the two worlds of the Condor and the Condor Archery, there is no one who can still struggle after being held down by this hand.

"You are Hong Qigong."

Cao Ziheng did not answer directly, but pretended to be shocked and looked at the old beggar.

"If you are Hong Qigong, then I believe you, and I must believe you, because I am afraid that I alone will not be able to stop those people, and if I can't stop them in time, Da Song is afraid that a big disaster will come."

Cao Ziheng looked at Hong Qigong with a hint of solemnity.