"Brother Jing is good kung fu!"

"Good boxing!"

Hong Qigong and several people are all a generation of grandmasters, and their knowledge is extraordinary, and when they saw Jing Zhou's move, their eyes suddenly lit up, knowing that this was a high-quality martial art that braked quietly and was already slow and fast.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so clever in kung fu, it seems that he did it with himself before, I'm afraid he still didn't use all his strength." Huang Yaoshi was amazed in his heart, and his evaluation of the person in front of him went up to another level.

"Hahaha, Qigong, even if the Lord of Huangdao called, could it be that I have known each other for a long time, and you two still have something to keep it? Today, we are waiting for martial arts, it is better to let go, and have a good time! ”

Ouyang Feng stared at Jing Zhou's fists even more, thinking a lot.

"What kind of kung fu is this slow martial arts? actually blocked the two powerful palms! ”

"This... It's not a dream, is it? This boy can really fight one or two? ”

Qiu Chuji was even more shocked as if he wanted to pull off that beard, and muttered in his mouth: "How can this kid practice kung fu, even if the master is at this age, he may not have such a high level of kung fu!" ”

"Seventh brother, if you keep it any longer, I'm afraid we will lose face today." Huang Yaoshi laughed loudly, his palms were full, and the momentum on his body continued to rise.

"Good one hit one and one happy!"

Hong Qigong shouted, and he used ten success forces in an instant, knowing that he didn't have to use all his strength, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed today, he cooperated with Huang Yaoshi, and the two of them instantly played seven or eight moves.

It's just that no matter how the two of them move, Jing Zhou just drew a circle in the same place, or the white crane flashed its wings, or hugged the tiger and returned to the mountain, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong's palm momentum with a thousand catties of strength, hit him, it was like hitting the ocean, without a trace, silently.

Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi flew over, although they were shocked, the strength in their hands did not decrease at all, and they did their best to make moves, one palm after another around Jing Zhou.

The previous 100 moves they hit Jing Zhou without momentum, after a hundred moves, Jing Zhou's moves changed, the body was no longer weak and boneless, and it was weak, but a palm was slapped out, the momentum was huge, and the palm wind was so strong that it could be felt from a hill more than ten zhang away.

Ouyang Feng's eyes widened, and at this time he could already see that the boy in white was taking Hong Qigong and the others to hone his kung fu. What shocked Ouyang Feng even more was that this kid's last move was still the eighteen palms of the dragon, and the next move was replaced by a yang finger, and the momentum of the eighteen palms of the dragon was greater than that of Hong Qigong.

Whether it is a yang finger or the eighteen palms of the dragon, Ouyang Feng's heart has been hot for a long time, but these two kung fu skills are related to the inheritance of the same line, but they are not something he can easily get.

These two kung fu skills are the mastery of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, and Ouyang Feng couldn't figure out how the young man in front of him learned it.

"Could it be that this kid is the common apprentice of the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar?" Ouyang Feng kept guessing the identity of this Jingzhou, and his eyes were full of fire.

The three of Jingzhou are people with high skills, their figures are flying, and none of them are unexpectedly wonderful, and the people who watched were fascinated, and even the person who spoke stopped talking.

"Wonderful, wonderful, it turns out that kung fu can still be used like this!"

The people down the mountain saw that the voice of the explanation above was broken, and they kept urging urgently, wondering what the point of this sword was reached.

The three of them fought faster and faster, and everyone who watched the fist palm shadow was in a trance for a while, and gradually the group couldn't keep up with the three people's moves, and they were bothered to watch.

The First Clan

"Hahaha, it's funny, the three of you are fighting, and you don't even call it an old urchin, it's really not interesting! The old man is called, Huang Lao Xie, let me go, my old naughty boy is here! ”

Suddenly, a voice came, and everyone saw an old man with white hair jumping into the circle of three, pouting his buttocks, first "poofing" at everyone, and then shouting a few words and punching Huang Yaoshi.

"Uncle Shi~" Quan Zhen Qizi trembled with excitement when he heard that voice, this week Botong disappeared for so many years, and now it finally appeared.

Zhou Botong's body flashed, he punched to the right, and then hit Hong Qigong: "Hehe, the old man is called Hua, let you take a look at the old naughty boy's seventy-two road empty boxing!" ”

"Hahaha, old urchin, you're just in time!" Jing Zhou Congrong smiled, punched the old naughty boy, and pulled him in, and it turned out to be a one-to-three.

The seventh son of Quan Zhen was originally excited when he saw Zhou Botong, but when he saw that Jing Zhou was going to fight three with one, he was even more shocked that he almost fell to the ground with his sword.

Others may not know Zhou Botong, but the seven sons of Quan Zhen know that their uncle was second only to the Five Uniques in martial arts more than ten years ago, and he is one of the best masters in the world.

The longer they practice the martial arts of Quanzhen Sect, the more profound their skills are, and the more stamina they have, and in the past ten years, Quanzhen Qizi feels that Uncle Quan's martial arts are probably no less than those of Hong Qigong.

Not to mention the surprise of the people watching, Hong Qigong even exclaimed while clapping: "It's so fucking weird, Huazi hasn't seen this kind of kung fu yet, Huang Laoxi, do you feel it?" This kid can divert our palms! ”

Previously, Hong Qigong slapped Jing Zhou's body, if he hit the emptiness, at this time, the old naughty boy added in, but he felt that Huang Yaoshi's palm power was moved, and with his vision, he saw that this was a new kung fu, which could use his strength to fight, and even move his strength.

Huang Yaoshi also frowned and pondered, and said contemplatively: "Xiaoyou is really hidden, this kind of exercise, Huang is unheard of!" ”

Zhou Botong didn't care about so much, at this time, he only felt that Jing Zhouhui's kung fu was really interesting, and muttered loudly: "Good brother, what kind of kung fu are you?" Can you teach it to an old urchin? ”

Under the siege of the three of them, Jing Zhou was leisurely and said with a smile: "If you can defeat me, I will teach you, how about it?" Hahaha... ”

"This is good, brother, you're welcome the old urchin! Liars are puppies! ”

Before Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong came to besiege Jingzhou, the three of them fought evenly without winning or losing, at this time Zhou Botong added in, and several people went through hundreds of moves, but they still didn't see Jingzhou defeated, but the more they fought, the smoother they became, and they did whatever they wanted.

He used a big move to pull away the attack of a few people, and he could not only block the three of them, but also attack a few moves with his backhand.

Ouyang Feng watched from the sidelines with horror, and thought, "This kid is so powerful at this time, what will happen in the next few years?" Wouldn't the number one name in the world always fall on this kid? ”

He saw clearly that Zhou Botong's skills were not under Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi, but even so, the three of them couldn't defeat that kid, which made him feel a storm in his heart.

At this time, Ouyang Feng didn't care about the morality of the rivers and lakes, so he took the snake staff in his hand and hit Jingzhou with a cane.

Such a person can't stay in the world, otherwise he will be the first in the world, and I am afraid that he will not have anything to do with Ouyang Feng until he dies!

With Ouyang Feng's joining, Jing Zhou began to feel a little pressure, no longer as easy as before, if it weren't for the fast recovery of Jiuyang Shengong's internal strength, he would not be able to hold on...

Chapter 173: Huashan on the Sword (1)