"Hey, it's not necessary, the old flower has always had clear grievances, but you little babies can't take advantage of it no matter what. ”

What a character Hong Qigong is, even if he sees Guo Jing's sincere tone and has some good feelings in his heart, he will not take advantage of this.

"Since the seniors said so, the juniors really have something to ask for. ”

Taiyuan suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of several people, and Hong Qigong also looked at it with a curious look.

"Ah, this Taiyuan Taoist priest doesn't know what to ask for, if I scare Hong Qigong away, then wouldn't my plan be all in vain?"

Huang Rong was secretly anxious in her heart, she had already planned for Hong Qigong, and wanted to use food as a temptation to let Hong Qigong teach Guo Jing a little subtle and superior martial arts, but before she could fully display it, she was interrupted by Taiyuan, which caught her a little off guard.

"Okay, Taiyuan Little Daoist, you can tell me and listen to it, if it's not a difficult thing, Lao Zhaohua will agree. ”

Hong Qigong was also refreshed, but there was still room for words.

"I must not embarrass my predecessors, what I want is just to learn a few martial arts skills with my predecessors, which is just a gesture for my predecessors. ”

Taiyuan stood up as he spoke, and his originally restrained and mellow aura burst out slightly.

What he has learned is the authentic internal strength of the Daomen, which is secretly in line with the Taoist Chong Void and indifferent, plus his high realm, if the breath is not leaked, not many people can see his martial arts realm.

Hong Qigong didn't care too much about it, he was very familiar with the kung fu of the Quanzhen School, even if the Quanzhen Seven Sons were in front of him, it was nothing, but at this time, as soon as Taiyuan's aura was revealed, he was immediately surprised.

"What a Quanzhen Taiyuan, you little Taoist priest has such a cultivation, it seems that Brother Chongyang Daoist has someone to succeed!"

Hong Qigong sighed with emotion, and his face finally became solemn.

"It's okay, the old flower hasn't learned Quanzhen Kung Fu for many years, but today is the right time. ”

In the eyes of Taiyuan, Hong Qigong's body is as dignified as a mountain, and his breath is mighty, like a divine dragon swallowing clouds and spitting mist, hideous and upright.

In Hong Qigong's view, Taiyuan's breath is sharp and sharp, like a sword that leads to the sky, Sen is indifferent, high up, one thought can save the common people, one thought can kill the world, and the vast sword intent is tumbling and stirring.

It's just that the momentum is vigorous, the true intent of the martial arts is condensed, the void seems to be distorted, the air is dull and depressing, Huang Rong and Guo Jing feel that their hearts are like mountains suppressing them, and they hurriedly withdrew dozens of feet away.

It seemed like an instant and tens of millions of years, and with a soft roar, Taiyuan and Hong Qigong shot at the same time.

The dragon roared shockingly, Hong Qigong did not have the slightest reservation, and the shot was one of his most proud kung fu dragon eighteen palms, Kang Long regretted, his left arm was slightly bent, his body was like a horse, and his right palm slowly slapped out, and the strong and heavy palm power surged out, looking from a distance, there seemed to be a dragon-shaped energy spit out from his palm.

Kang Long has regrets, and he can't last long, Hong Qigong's palm, the palm power is surging, the true qi is majestic, and the stamina is long, and he uses ten points of strength, and there are thirteen points of strength condensed in his own body, which can be described as free and controlled.

It's just that this move is played, Taiyuan is expression is solemn, knowing that Hong Qigong's eighteen palms of dragon descent have reached the strength of transformation, no matter the palm power or the change of moves, they are all pinched, as they want, and they hit it with one palm, which seems to be suppressed by Mount Meru, so that people have to fight with him.

With such a fierce and domineering palm, Taiyuan couldn't help but admire again and again.

Don't dare to slack off, the Taiyuan long sword is out of the sheath, a sword stabs out obliquely, the light of the sword is uncertain, the sword body is meandering, there are dozens of changes in the snap of a finger, among which the essence of the change is strange, dizzying.

Snorted, a burst of energy shattering sounded, and Taiyuan's sword light and Hong Qigong's palm power were both disillusioned.

After one move, the two of them were awe-inspiring, knowing that each other's martial arts were really subtle and mysterious, and they should not be underestimated.

"Senior Hong is so clever in his palms, and the eighteen palms of the beggar gang to descend the dragon really deserve his reputation, and look at the true swordsmanship of the poor road!"

Tai Yuan Lang smiled, the pace of his feet changed, a set of true swordsmanship was used, each sword has seven changes, a total of seven swordsmanship, the sword light is dense and complex, the sword intent is awe-inspiring, looking at it, the sword light in the forest clearing, the light is pervasive, as if there is a cloud of cold cold air pouring out.

Although the Quanzhen swordsmanship is only the entry swordsmanship of the Quanzhen School, it is also the most profound swordsmanship of the Quanzhen School, and the power of it depends entirely on the martial arts cultivation of the people.

At this time, this sword technique was used in the hands of Taiyuan, although the tricks were the same, but the sword intent in it was very different from Wang Chongyang, which was also the difference in the martial arts intentions of the two, so there would be such a difference.

Hong Qigong's martial arts from the outside in, the eighteen palms of the dragon are superb, in the face of Taiyuan's fierce and strict true swordsmanship, he is not in a hurry, calmly and calmly uses the eighteen palms of the dragon to make a move, Kanglong has regrets, the flying dragon is in the sky, see the dragon in the field, the hidden dragon is not used, shocked a hundred miles, or jump in the abyss, the dragon swings its tail, the benefit of the river, the dense clouds do not rain and so on 18 moves are used repeatedly.

Hong Qigong and Taiyuan have already achieved success, between the two hands, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the palm power is whistling, Huang Rong and Guo Jing are watching from the side, only to see the grass and trees in the forest flying, the dust is flying, and gradually even the figures of the two people are not clear, only to see a green and gray two shadows criss-crossed, moving and leaping, one move and one style, all are exquisite, fast as lightning, around the battle group, the real air mass exploded, when the real stone broke the earth, the earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the same terrifying scene.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed hundreds of moves, and the Taiyuan swordsmanship became more and more strict and sharp, each sword was unpredictable, the cold light was shining, and there were many key points around Hong Qigong's body, as long as there was a little mistake, he would be hit immediately, and with the sharp sword qi on the Taiyuan sword, it must be the end of blood splashing.

And Hong Qigong's skills converged, between a pair of iron palms, as if there were dragons roaring out, rigid or soft, light and heavy at will, the peak art of descending the dragon eighteen palms was used in his hands, flowing clouds and water, ancient and majestic, and there was really the power of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger.

The two of them fought fiercely, Huang Rong next to him gradually looked dazzled, his brain was dizzy, he knew that his cultivation was insufficient, and he was afraid that forcibly watching the two of them at this level would damage his spirit, so he closed his eyes and cultivated, not daring to look at it again.

On the contrary, Guo Jing is different, he has a very strong foundation in martial arts, with Quanzhen internal strength and dragon elephant magic skills, at this time watching the fight between Taiyuan and Hong Qigong on the side, I only feel that between the two of them one move and one style, there is a profound and mysterious martial arts principle, in the past, his own family did not understand the martial arts principle, offensive and defensive changes, at this moment suddenly realized.

Seeing the interest, Guo Jing danced and began to practice.

The two of them fought to the heart, and at the same time let out a long roar, the birds were shocked, the sound waves were drumming, if the sky and the earth were thundering, the sword palms in the field were flying, the strength roared, and the sound of bursting beans rang non-stop for a while.

In a short period of time, the two have exchanged hundreds of moves, whether it is Taiyuan's Quanzhen swordsmanship or Hong Qigong's eighteen dragon-descending palms, they have been used several times, but it has become an invincible and undefeated game.

As soon as the five hundred moves arrived, the two of them laughed at the same time, and both jumped backwards.

"That's it, it's really terrifying, you little Taoist priest has such martial arts, and the old flower was almost injured under your sword. ”

Hong Qigong showed an expression of amazement on his face, and he was also secretly surprised by Taiyuan's swordsmanship cultivation, the Taoist priest in front of him looked like a young man, but his swordsmanship was old and exquisite, and his rich combat experience really opened his eyes.

"Senior Hong's praise, your old man's set of dragon descending eighteen palms of kung fu has reached its peak, control it at will, with a pair of meat palms can block the sword in the hands of the poor road, the younger generation is convinced. ”

Taiyuan smiled lightly, under the battle just now, he had already had a lot of comprehension of Hong Qigong's eighteen palms of dragon descending, and the subtlety of his luck and strength made him amazed, and he was worthy of being the beggar gang's town gang mastery.

"Hey, you kid, the most proud martial art of the old flower is the eighteen palms of the dragon, and I have never taken advantage of this kung fu, what else is there to say. ”

Under the battle between the two, there was a bit of sympathy for each other, just because it was too difficult for a grandmaster master at their level to find an opponent of equal strength, although the two of them only fought five hundred moves this time, but they were also hearty and rewarding.

As soon as the fight stopped, Huang Rong and Guo Jing hurriedly ran over, and when they saw the palm prints and sword marks on the ground, they all gasped, and their hearts were shocked.

Huang Rong looked at Taiyuan with an incredible look, although he knew that he had broken through the innate realm and was similar to his father's martial arts cultivation, but he didn't expect his martial arts to be really good enough to this extent. She knows that Hong Qigong, the northern beggar's martial arts, is not on par with her father Huang Yaoshi, and now that Taiyuan and Hong Qigong are not defeated, it is obviously similar to her father Huang Yaoshi.

Although shocked, Huang Rong quickly calmed down, rolled her eyes, and thought about it.

"Ah, Qigong, your kung fu is so powerful, Rong'er admires it, I don't know what Qigong plans to do next, I want to ask for more advice." ”

"Hmph, you ghost girl, you have a lot of thoughts, but it's a pity that the old flower will never be fooled, today's battle, the interest is exhausted, and the old flower is leaving. ”

Hong Qigong's life experience in the rivers and lakes immediately made some guesses about Huang Rong's careful thinking, and he screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he was ready to slip away.

When Huang Rong heard this, she didn't panic, but said with a look of pity: "Alas, I originally wanted to find a place to live in the town in front of me and make some exquisite side dishes for you to taste, but now there is one less connoisseur among the diners, which is too boring to do." ”

When Taiyuan heard this, he laughed secretly, Huang Rong was shrewd and clever, although it was only the first time they met, but they had already choked Hong Qigong's life to death, as soon as these words came out, with Hong Qigong's temperament, where could he bear it.

Sure enough, when Hong Qigong heard that Huang Rong was going to make some exquisite side dishes, he was shocked, and he hesitated for a while.

On the one hand, he doesn't want to cause trouble, if he eats Huang Rong's food, he will inevitably cause a lot of trouble, but if he leaves, he is a little unwilling, which is really a dilemma.