There is so much movement in Turtle Mountain, how can it be that only the four wicked people see it?

In that Xiaowang Village alone, the visitors from the south to the north are closer to the southern mountains. When Nanshan was crumbling, many people in the village were unconsciously trembling and screaming.

Facing such a situation, Rao is these Jianghu guests admit that they are well-informed, and they can't help but feel worried in their hearts.

Fortunately, this situation did not last too long, only between one or two breaths, the behemoth Nanshan collapsed violently, like a long dragon lying on its side in the world, and it never hurt anyone from beginning to end!

When the god man appeared on the top of the mountain in the green dragon, Xiao Wang fell to his knees in the village again.

Even the elder of the Wang clan who was like the anger of an old lion before, when he saw Yuan Sheng riding the dragon out at this moment, he couldn't help but soften his knees.

Like the elders of the clan, there are many people in Xiaowang Village. If someone is interested in observing, can you see that this kneeling person is actually the family surnamed Wang in the village?

Others naturally don't know that many villagers in Xiaowang Village are quite weak-minded, but the interests of recent days have made most of the villagers in Xiaowang Village subconsciously forget about Wang Qi's family affairs.

At this moment, the scene of Yuan Sheng riding the dragon fell in the eyes of the people of Xiaowang Village, and the people in the village were frightened and worried that the gods on the mountain were going to take the dragon down the mountain, so that the people of Xiaowang Village could face the guilt they had done.

Obviously, no one in Xiaowang Village was injured during the collapse of Nanshan Mountain, but everyone in Xiaowang Village was as white as earth, which seemed quite ridiculous.

When Nanshan collapsed, Huo County, one hundred and forty miles away, naturally felt something, and in a tea shop outside Huo County, I vaguely saw a handsome burly man accompanied by a bearded middle-aged man.

This strong man and bearded middle-aged man are shaking in Nanshan, just looking into the distance.

Although it is separated by a hundred miles, the people in the rivers and lakes are deaf and clear, and the weather is clear today, but it is vaguely about things in the mountains.

When these two people saw the real scene of the collapse of the earth and the destruction of the mountain, their eyes couldn't help but lose their minds. When he looked at the god man riding out of the dragon in the direction of Nanshan, there was a little envy in his eyes.

If there were other well-informed people standing in front of these two people, they would be able to recognize the identities of the two at a glance.

This handsome and burly man is Qiao Feng, the disciple of Wang Jiantong, the current leader of the beggar gang.

As for the person with a beard and a wild face, it is Wang Jiantong, the eighth-generation leader of the beggar gang, 'Sword Beard'!

I'm afraid that no one knows that Qiao Feng, a disciple of Wang Jiantong, the 'sword hair' of this beggar gang, actually came to this near Turtle Mountain.

It's just that the two of them seem to have arrived outside Huo County not long ago, and it is more like a temporary rest in this tea shop. It's such a coincidence, the two of them are separated by more than 100 miles, and they also saw the gods and men in the mountains falling down the mountains and riding the scenery of the dragon!

After a long time, the handsome and burly young man spoke abruptly.

"Master, there are twenty-eight palms of dragon descending in my gang, and the gods have a blue dragon!"

"If the apprentice cultivates the twenty-eight palms of the dragon descending to the realm of pure fire, the apprentice may bind the blue dragon of the god on the mountain?"

Unlike others who were apprehensive when they saw such a terrifying landscape in the mountains, at this moment, when Qiao Feng opened his mouth, he could only see a serious expression on his face and a thirst in his eyes!

It was obviously just such an ordinary word, but when it came out of Qiao Feng's mouth, it was a pride that wanted to compete with the Heavenly Princess.

At this time, Qiao Feng was only twenty years old, and it was when martial arts were advancing suddenly, and he was also the age of a dragon spirit and a tiger, and a newborn calf.

Qiao Feng is extremely talented, and he is a real martial arts wizard. Even in a gang of beggars with 100,000 people, Wang Jiantong had never seen such a martial arts wizard as his apprentice.

Only Wang Jian informed that now Qiao Feng has passed the Twelve Canons, opened the second vein of Rendu, and even continues to improve his martial arts.

At this time, Qiao Feng was only twenty years old!

However, at the age of twenty, he opened the second pulse of the governor, opened the gate of heaven and earth, cultivated true qi in his body, and even continued to be brave and diligent. If ordinary people listen to it, they will only be envious in their hearts.

You must know that even if you come from a famous family in the rivers and lakes, you can start the second line of the governor at the age of thirty, and you are already a first-class genius, and it is enough to be the next head of the training.

Qiao Feng is only twenty years old, and his martial arts attainments have reached such a level, and it is enough to boast on the rivers and lakes that he will shock the past and the present!

But Wang Jiantong even knew that if it weren't for the upper limit of the beggar gang's martial arts, he would even feel that he might be able to cultivate his martial arts to the realm of merit and creation.

This is not the words of Wang Jiantong's family, he has also visited his friends over the years, and realized in the mouth of the abbot of Xuanci that this disciple should be a martial arts wizard in the world!

If others have such a high level of martial arts talent, Wang Jiantong is happy that he has a successor.

However, Wang Jiantong himself was a participant in the foreign affairs of Yanmen Pass twenty years ago, he knew Qiao Feng's origins, and he was more wary of Qiao Feng when he was alone, and he was often annoyed and relieved in his heart.

He was annoyed that he shouldn't have taught Qiao Feng the Twenty-Eight Palms of the Dragon Descending Tree like this, and he was pleased that Qiao Feng was proud and open-minded, and he was even more innocent.

Wang Jiantong often thought that if such a person was not a Khitan, after handing over the beggar gang to the other party, he would be enough to laugh at Jiuquan!

At this moment, listening to the words of the heroic and burly young man beside him, Wang Jiantong sighed again in his heart.

Like this, such a good man with such pride and ambition, how can he be a Khitan?

"Master?"

Qiao Feng saw the blue dragon on the mountain leaving with the god man on his shoulder, and his heart was only surging. After not hearing his master reply for a long time, Qiao Feng was busy setting his eyes on his master.

Seeing that Wang Jiantong was fine, Qiao Feng was also relieved.

It's not that Qiao Feng is making a fuss, but Qiao Feng knows in his heart that his martial arts attainments have surpassed his own master!

After all, his master has come up with age, although his true qi has become more and more refined with age. But Qiao Feng himself is not only in the second vein of Rendu, but also the Kaiyang Wei vein, the yang stilt vein, and his true qi has already surpassed his own master, but he is not as pure as Wang Jiantong!

Even his martial arts attainments were shocked when he saw the scene on the mountain, and he felt that he was angry, and Qiao Feng would naturally worry about his master.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"It's just that when I see such a terrifying scene, I can see the supernatural powers of God and man, and I really can't calm my heart."

Wang Jiantong's eyes flashed with complexity, and when he saw the gods and men in the mountains disappearing, Wang Jiantong's eyes also flashed with amazement.

The two of them are one hundred and four miles away from this South Mountain, even if they are deaf and clear, but the scenery in the mountain is a little blurry after all, and the shock is a few points smaller.

"As for my beggars' gang to descend the dragon twenty-eight palms......"

Wang Jiantong thought about Qiao Feng's words, and after pondering for a while, he responded with words.

"Although the twenty-eight palms of the dragon are said to have the power to descend the dragon, but you also know that most of the people in my beggar gang call snakes small dragons."

"The first leader of my beggar gang once fought and killed a giant python in a nameless valley, swallowed the giant python gall, not to mention the great improvement of his skills, but also opened his wisdom, and then recalled the process of fighting the python, and realized this fierce dragon palm in one day."

"The apprentice has ambition and pride, and he is also happy in his heart as a teacher."

"If the apprentice one day cultivates my beggar gang dragon descending twenty-eight palms to the land of merit and creation, I hope I will not forget the original intention of today."

"There really is a day when you will go into the mountains in vain or go to the mountains to find the man of God and fight with the blue dragon that the man of God rides!"

"At that time, let the people of the great rivers and lakes know that my beggar gang dragon descending palm really has the power to descend the dragon!"

Wang Jiantong restrained what he thought in his heart, or was infected by Qiao Feng's pride, and at this moment, Wang Jiantong actually had a rare sense of pride.

There is a dragon palm in the world, but there is no real dragon in this world to fight up and down!

The eight generations of helpers of this beggar gang, since the first generation of helpers created the dragon palm, the eight generations of gang leaders have condensed the dragon palm twenty-eight times. Even if it is placed in today's rivers and lakes, the Twenty-Eight Palms of the Dragon Descending are also first-class fierce martial arts!

At this time, he saw the green dragon in the mountain, and then listened to Qiao Feng's words, Wang Jiantong couldn't help but wonder if he, the beggar gang dragon descending palm, really had the power to descend the dragon!

"Good!"

"When the apprentice cultivates the dragon palm to the point of merit and creation, he must enter the mountain, please sit down and fight the blue dragon to fight, and fight my beggars to help the dragon palm to be supreme!"

Qiao Feng listened to the words of his master Wang Jiantong, his face was even more solemn and solemn, and he had the ambition of being bold and dry in the clouds.

Ordinary people can see the dragon and the god, but they are worried in their hearts, as if they can see the sky and the earth crack. Only a good man of the first rank in the world, after seeing such a scene, not only was he not shocked, but he was even more ambitious!

"Let's go!"

"Now that we have seen the real dragon, there is no need to move forward, just seeing it today, it is enough for my master and apprentice to have a great feeling."

"The Khitan people know that there are gods and men in the land of Zhuxia, and recently the Liao country is about to move, and we are just passing by to watch the stars and fall from the mountain, and now I see the gods traveling by the dragon from a distance, and it is not in vain."

Wang Jiantong saw that the gods in the mountain had fallen and left with a dragon, and when he was emotional, he spoke slowly to Qiao Feng beside him.

"Then how about the strength of the master and I compare with each other?"

"Let's see who can go back to the helm first, if the master loses, he has to give the hidden good wine to the apprentice!"

Qiao Feng had no doubts about Wang Jian's call, and he had no obsession with going into the mountains to take a look.

It was just a coincidence that the two of them came here to hunt down the Liao Kingdom, and the spies of Western Xia chased it here.

Now that they have arrived at the realm of Turtle Mountain, the two of them naturally want to meet by the way, what a magnificent scene it is for the big star to fall into a mountain in the sky.

Now I can see the gods in the mountains riding the dragon out, and I can see the light and shadow of the big dragon in the mountains, and both the master and apprentice have gained a lot.

Descending the dragon palm, not necessarily the appearance of a real dragon, descending the dragon palm is just a python palm!

Seeing the big dragon today, whether it is Qiao Feng or Wang Jiantong, they all have a great understanding of the dragon palm. After the two of them digest this insight, this dragon palm will only go to the next level!

"The apprentice is so ignorant, he is worried about the master's wine, he should be beaten!"

Wang Jiantong listened to Qiao Feng's words, and said that he should fight, but there was a lot of laughter and scolding between the words.

In just a moment, on the avenue outside Nahuo County, there were two heroic laughter.

Passers-by listened to the laughter in their ears, and then looked at the laughter, only to see the two figures jumping between three or five feet, as if they were stepping on the grass and flying.

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In addition to these four wicked men and beggars, there is another village near the Turtle Mountain, and there is an old monk with kind eyebrows.

The old monk was wearing a gray monk's robe, and when he saw people, he was kind and kind, and he put his hands together and said Amitabha.

At first glance, this old monk only thought that he should be eighty or ninety years old. After taking a closer look, I felt that this old monk was clearly fifty years old.

Such a miraculous scene fell into the eyes of others, and they only felt that their eyes were wrong.

But when the old monk spoke, his voice was somewhat uniquely magnetic, and his voice was like the morning bell and dusk drum in the temple, which had a pure charm.

Even if the villagers come and go, when they see this old monk, they can't help but feel peaceful, and they have the intention of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot.

However, at this time, the old monk just sat at the entrance of the village in a daze, especially when he saw the god in the mountain, the old monk's eyes were even more dazed.

Vaguely, you can only hear the old monk's voice.

"Senya?"

"People too?"

"God too?"