Under the palm of Qingming Zhenren, Xiong Qiang's expression also became extremely cold, Qingming Zhenren is the head of Wudang Qingwei Palace, and that shocking cultivation really makes Xiong Qiang feel palpitations.

It's just that under Xiong Qiang's violent retreat, although Qingming Zhenren's speed is fast, that palm can never be slapped on Xiong Qiang's body, but Xiong Qiang is always shrouded by this palm wind, and the strong air pressure that presses on his chest makes him unable to use his sword at all.

In front of this palm, which was like the wind, his only way was to escape the shroud of this palm wind at a faster speed, so that Xu Tu could counterattack.

"Little guy, the speed is indeed good, no wonder you can break through the seven-star sword formation formed by my disciples. In that case, let's see if you can take my wind chasing palm!" Just as Xiong Qiang was thinking about how to avoid Qingming Zhenren's palm that came like a maggot attached to the bone, Qingming Zhenren's palm stopped abruptly at this time, and his figure fell suddenly, slowly falling in the hall, standing opposite Xiong Qiang.

Xiong Qiang's violent retreat also fell at this time, looking at Qingming Zhenren's behavior, Xiong Qiang was even more puzzled.

He didn't understand why Qing Ming Zhenren suddenly stopped after he had the upper hand and completely enveloped him under his palm, didn't he want to avenge his disciple Yun Yan?

Xiong Qiang looked at the Qingming Zhenren who behaved a little strangely in front of him in amazement, and after his heart flashed, he guessed that Qingming Zhenren should not want to kill him.

It's just that now although Qingming Zhenren has temporarily stopped, he doesn't mean to stop listening to the meaning of his words, but is more like he is preparing to perform more powerful moves, which makes Xiong Qiang even more puzzled, he doesn't want to have a bad relationship with Wudang for no reason, and he knows the source of the trouble with Wudang to such a point.

Therefore, Xiong Qiang also said: "Real person, Yunyan Dao Leader was indeed not killed by me!"

Qingming Zhenren didn't reply, the pair of eyes that flashed with fine light, staring at Xiong Qiang, the internal strength in his body, but at that moment, suddenly started to work, and gradually, between his palms, an extremely powerful qi was slowly formed.

"Let's take my wind chasing palm first!" Qingming Zhenren slowly spoke, and his expression was also extraordinarily calm.

Seeing that Qingming was like this, Xiong Qiang didn't say anything more, but just took two steps back and became vigilant.

The qi was running, and Qing Ming Zhenren stood in front of Xiong Qiang fixedly, his palms slowly raised flat, and between his palms, a white qi slowly grew. Qi Lang was constantly condensing, and everyone couldn't feel the strong wind that overflowed when Qi Lang formed between Qing Ming Zhenren's palms.

There was no wind around, and there was no killing intent, but no one would doubt the power contained in the cloud of qi condensed between Qing Ming's palms.

Everyone seemed to be holding their breath and concentrating, and the entire hall was silent, but everyone's faces showed deep shock.

After all, ordinary masters of internal strength, when their internal strength penetrates the body, they will induce the airflow and form a wind momentum, but the palm of Qingming Zhenren has reached the point where the internal strength penetrates the body without leaking, which is enough to show that Qingming Zhenren's attainments in internal strength are by no means comparable to those general, which is enough to make people shuffle.

Such a condensed internal strength is enough to shake people's hearts, and no one can estimate the power contained in this palm.

Seeing this scene, everyone held their breath, but at this moment, a voice came out.

"Master, please be merciful!" Yun Qing on the side heard Zhao Li's words, but he took a step forward and stopped Qing Ming Zhenren.

"Master, kill him, this little thief does all kinds of evil, the senior brother has no grudge against him, he was ruthlessly poisoned, and today he relies on his own martial arts to rob my wife and insult me Wudang!" Seeing that Yun Qing suddenly spoke to dissuade Qing Ming Zhenren, Zhao Li also spoke at this time.

"Master, there may be another hidden reason for killing the senior brother, why don't you ask Xiong Qiang about the situation first!" Yun Qing said again.

"Eighth Senior Brother, are you a disciple of Wudang? Senior Brother was extremely good to you during his lifetime, you and I are powerless to avenge Senior Brother, now that Master Zun has made a move, how can you excuse the murderer of Senior Brother?" Zhao Li said angrily.

Yun Qing's face changed slightly, in fact, why didn't he want to avenge Yun Yan? Otherwise, he would not have taken Xiong Qiang here, but after the scene just now, Yun Qing was faintly feeling that Xiong Qiang did not look like the murderer who killed Yun Yan.

Although Xiong Qiang is cold and arrogant, today he is even more majestic in front of the heroes of the world, but Xiong Qiang is not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, and he is not the devil who kills people without blinking. Otherwise, Xiong Qiang would never have been able to follow them to Xiaohe Town, let alone not hurt or kill any of them after breaking the seven-star sword formation they had jointly arranged.

This shows that Xiong Qiang does not want to be an enemy of Wudang, but sincerely wants to resolve this feud with Wudang, perhaps, the person who killed Yunyan is indeed not him.

It was precisely because of these thoughts that Yun Qing would speak, and he wanted to say something more, but at this time, Qing Ming Zhenren ignored them at all, and said to Xiong Qiang: "Xiong Qiang, take me a palm!"

After speaking, Qingming Zhenren didn't delay in the slightest and slapped at Xiong Qiang.

"Master......" Seeing Qingming Zhenren make a move, Yun Qing sighed softly, looking at Xiong Qiang's expression with a look of pity.

After all, no matter how strong Xiong Qiang was, it was impossible to resist his master's wind-catching palm.

"Eighth Senior Brother, all of this is Xiong Qiang's crime and deserves, he can die under the hands of the master, and the senior brother Jiuquan can also be blinded, why do you have any compassion for him?" Zhao Li glanced at Yun Qing, and the corners of his mouth also raised a smile, which seemed to be a mockery of Yun Qing's actions.

Yun Qing sighed slightly, glanced at Zhao Li, who was full of color, and didn't say anything more, but there was a trace of bitterness in his heart.

The palm power of that palm is more feminine and more restrained, and the palm wind is also more powerful. It's just that this palm is strong, but it is not sharp, unlike other moves, which are sharp and piercing people's hearts. On the contrary, this palm force can hardly feel the slightest sharpness, as if it is just an incomparably flat blunt instrument pressing on people's hearts.

Chasing the wind in the wind, chasing the wind and catching the shadow, this wind chasing palm is one of the most powerful palms of Qingming Zhenren, although this palm seems to be peaceful, without the slightest domineering, but the palm strength is implied in the feminine and dexterous. When this set of palm techniques is mild, it is like Wudang's Tai Chi boxing strength, which has the effect of four or two thousand catties, and directly shocks people into the air without hurting people's lives. When it is violent, the palm wind can penetrate through the human body and go straight into the internal organs, blending the five internal organs of the human body into powder.

It is precisely because this palm has such power that Yunqing will worry about Xiong Qiang.

When the cloud of qi condensed, although it was condensed but not dispersed, after the shot, the power was hideous, as if the air flow in the entire hall was attracted by it, and it became loud. But all those who were swept by these air currents were like a boulder pressed against their hearts, and it became a little difficult to breathe.

Especially after that group of qi Lang made a move, the speed was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching Xiong Qiang.

"Brother Xiong! be careful!" Seeing that this palm caused such a drastic change, Li Shanshan felt extremely worried for Xiong Qiang for the first time, although she had always been extremely confident in Xiong Qiang's strength. Even if Xiong Qiang was under the seven-star sword array, she had never spoken a word, but at this moment, when she saw Qingming Zhenren making a move, she couldn't help but remind.