On the single peak, the fist wind is overflowing, the strength is whistling, and the sound of explosions is like the crisp sound of firecrackers, endless.

Liu Cheng and Hong Qigong have been fighting hundreds of moves, and neither of them has tried to restrain their internal qi. Indulge the instinct of the body, and quickly punch and palm.

"One move to decide the winner." Panting heavily, Liu Cheng shouted.

"Come on!"

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending consume the most internal qi, although Hong Qigong did not use the eighteen palms of the dragon to fight with Liu Cheng, it was also very expensive, and the body was sore, constantly invading the brain.

This is also the reason why his eighteen palms of dragon descent have not been practiced to home, if it is a complete dragon descent, there should be more than enough, and the palm power is endless. Descending the dragon like that, it makes people tremble when they think about it.

In contrast, Liu Cheng is better, combined with the innate Qiankun Gong of Nine Yin and Nine Yang, he can't exhaust his strength, but he just keeps squeezing the potential of his body, but he is just a little tired.

Liu Cheng took a lunge, like a brute elephant, one step at a time, he had come to Hong Qigong's approach, his fists moved, his left hand was involved in the river, and his right hand was gradually in the land, but he used the eighteen palms of the dragon.

The eighteen palms of this dragon descending are already extremely fierce, and now they cooperate with the left and right fights, and they have two great tricks in a row, and the momentum is endless, as if the gods are in the world, and they want to crush the people in front of them directly.

Hong Qigong took a deep breath, raised his elbows slightly, and his right fist and left palm hit the horizontal push, one fast and one slow, and met Liu Cheng's fists.

When the four fists intersected, it was like a breeze blowing on the face, and there was no energy, but in silence, it seemed that there was an infinite undercurrent surging between the two, and there was a violent fist. The two of them suddenly retreated.

"Poof!" Hong Qigong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly darkened. But he suffered some internal injuries.

Liu Cheng's face was also a little pale, but his body was strong. In an instant, he had recovered.

"Old, old." patted his chest, Hong Qigong laughed loudly: "Brother, I admit defeat, your strange way of playing with two moves in this move is really clever." Brother is talented, brother, I have to obey it. ”

"My brother should be strong, but he is arrogant and shallow." Liu Cheng arched his hand and said with a smile: "This trick of mine was created by my Uncle Zhou. Xuantong is just picking up people's teeth. After finishing speaking, he took Hong Qigong down to the single peak.

"Brother Yao, master, please!" Liu Cheng arched his hand at Huang Yaoshi and Yideng, then sat cross-legged on the ground and recovered his strength.

After nearly an hour, Liu Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and a burst of energy burst out, but his martial arts had made some progress.

Martial arts were originally created for fighting. In modern times, it has become a health kung fu, but it is only because of the gradual loss of martial arts, some of which are superb. It's just a matter of slowly losing it.

Now in this Huashan, it can be said that in addition to those hidden old monsters, most of the masters have gathered here. On weekdays. Opponents that are hard to find are as many as a few here. It's not like it was more than 20 years ago. The masters are like clouds, but they can also have a great catalytic effect on everyone's martial arts.

After a while. Hong Qigong also slowly opened his eyes, nodded at Liu Cheng, and looked at Huang Yaoshi and Yideng who were competing on the top of Dufeng.

I saw that the two of them were condensed at their fingertips, and their strength was restrained. A finger is like a strong bow and a crossbow, and the strength is unmatched. One is slow and fast, slow and elegant, and fast is as fast as lightning. It's really a chess opponent, and it's hard to tell the difference.

After a while, Huang Yaoshi slowly stopped, and said loudly: "Master, if we continue to fight, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser. ”

"Amitabha, the old man is cheeky, and he is willing to follow the will of Brother Yao."

Yideng also knows that he has that innate skill, if he consumes internal qi strongly, he may be able to defeat Huang Yaoshi. But if you only talk about finger power, you lose. Yiyang Finger, after all, he still failed to practice to the highest level, compared to Huang Yaoshi's self-created finger flicking supernatural power, after all, it was a step worse.

After that, the two of them jumped into the first place, and when they came to Liu Cheng and the others, Da Lu said with a smile: "This competition is very happy, which of you will continue?" ”

Zhou Botong jumped up, went to Dufeng, and shouted at Hong Qigong: "It's always called Huazi, come up when you have enough rest, I haven't fought with you for a long time, and my hand is a little itchy again." ”

"Oh? Why don't you find Brother Liu first, but find me, an old beggar, first? Hong Qigong looked at Zhou Botong with some surprise, and one of them went up to Dufeng, pointed at Liu Cheng and said.

"I'll clean him up slowly, but now I'll clean you up first." said arrogantly, and his fist had already hit Hong Qigong.

In fact, he just felt that Hong Qigong and Liu Cheng had fought hard, Liu Cheng didn't seem to have much consumption, Hong Qigong looked like he should be a good bully, and the persimmon was just soft and pinched.

Liu Cheng stood below and shook his head, this old naughty boy really looked away, Hong Qigong and himself just fought hard for some tricks, but the internal injuries were not so serious. After nearly an hour of recovery, he has long been full of internal energy, but with Zhou Botong's ability, he can have a good fight with Hong Qigong.

The two of them are fists and feet together, one is rigid and strong, and the masculine is incomparable. One to yin to soft, endless. One yin and one yang, but it is a collision of two extremes, which is an ordinary move, but it makes a muffled sound, causing everyone around to have a dull feeling. This is the result of the continuous transformation of the yin and yang rushing against each other, a shock, and the explosion of the strong wind colliding.

"It's always called Hanako, take my move, let's end it." Zhou Botong said, and then spread his arms, one left and one right, and two sets of Kongming fists slammed into Hong Qigong.

Seeing that this was the same as Liu Cheng's previous two moves to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, fighting left and right in the same way, Hong Qigong's palms shook violently, but it was a move of double dragons to take water, and he planned to use two palms to two palms to give this move to the next.

Although Hong Qigong was careful enough, he still underestimated this method of fighting left and right after all. Dual-purpose is not as simple as it seems. It's okay for people's hands to go up and down at the same time, but if you use mysterious moves at the same time, you don't know how difficult it is.

With a muffled snort, after Hong Qigong took this move, he burst out of the top of Dufeng, volleyed a little, and after a harrier turned over and landed on the ground, he laughed loudly: "It's really good kung fu, beggar, I admit defeat!" ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" Zhou Botong laughed, then went down to Dufeng and looked at Liu Cheng.

"How?" Liu Cheng looked at Zhou Bodao playfully: "Do you still want to fight with me?" ”

Zhou Botong glanced at the Xuantie Sword behind Liu Cheng, and said solemnly: "You don't need that iron lump, how about waiting for me to rest for a while and have a fight?" ”

He likes to play, but it doesn't mean that he likes to be abused, every time Liu Cheng takes out the Xuantie Sword, he will definitely be able to abuse him, so it is better to admit defeat directly.

"Good! I'll wait for you. ”

As he spoke, Liu Cheng stepped forward, and the soles of his feet seemed to give birth to lotus flowers, and he actually walked up to Dufeng.

Looking at Liu Cheng's steps, Zhou Botong couldn't help but muttered in his heart, did he kick the iron plate. (To be continued......)