In this remote woods, one of the five uniques of the past, and the martial arts leaders of the current generation started a dragon battle with only one donkey as the audience. Hong Qigong held the token of the beggar gang leader to beat the dog stick, and beat the dog stick method with one hand, so that the stick in his hand did not leave Zhao Zhijing's body, if he was hit, it would be either death or injury, if it was not for Hong Qigong's control of his own force, it could be said that it was not bad, and he thought that he would not be unable to control his strength when he hit Zhao Zhijing, otherwise he would not dare to shoot like this. Zhao Zhijing, who was fighting against Hong Qigong, concentrated on fighting with all his strength, only to see that the heavy sword in his hand was as light as a feather, and it didn't seem that the strength of swinging the heavy sword with one hand was not enough. The turquoise dog-beating stick and the dark dark iron heavy sword were constantly waving in the field, the stick shadow and the sword shadow flew one after another, but there were no several sounds of the two fighting, it turned out that Hong Qigong and Zhao Zhijing were both people with deep martial arts skills, and they knew the opponent's moves when the other party shot, and then they used the moves of mutual restraint, so far the weapons of the two were flying in the field of various moves, but most of them did not fight, only when the thinking of the two was wrong, the weapons of the two would fight together.

In this way, the two fought in the field After the tea time, Zhao Zhijing sighed secretly: "Qigong is worthy of being a martial arts senior, valuing righteousness, and is a true hero, otherwise who will try his best to guide just the people who have just met, even those who have already apprenticed and some will not concentrate on guiding their own disciples, and they can't help but keep their tricks in their hands and not give them to their own disciples!" Looking at Hong Qigong in front of him, Zhao Zhijing thought of "If you fight with the enemy, how can the enemy leave room for you." Thinking about it, he sighed secretly, "Qigong, offended" clenched the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, and fused a point sword and a bayonet sword to use the "Point Star One Sword", only to see the sword light slashing across the field like a blast of wind, and the true qi ball at the tip of the sword became as dazzling as the stars at this time. Hong Qigong saw the powerful sword in front of him, and then waved the dog-beating stick in his hand, and pointed it on the spine of the heavy sword like a pillar of heaven from top to bottom, looking at the powerful Dianxing sword, which was broken by Hong Qigong in this way. No matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it does not hit the opponent, and naturally this sword will be useless.

Hong Qigong held the dog-beating stick to carry his true qi, and the turquoise dog-beating stick emitted wisps of turquoise light, which was the true temperature and sufficient nourishment, and the weapon was like a part of himself. Hong Qigong casually swept the dog-beating stick towards Zhao Zhijing, in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, it was like a green world attacking him, he had no room to retreat, only by splitting this world could he live. Immediately, I saw that the true qi on the heavy sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand quickly returned, and the sword body that was more than four feet long became more than three feet, and the true qi was only attached to the heavy sword. Hong Qigong saw Zhao Zhijing's approach, and couldn't help nodding secretly, "This son's sense of battle is so strong, ordinary people will definitely think that the weapon is long, and the chance of being attacked by the enemy will be small. But thinking of old monsters like us, such a foundation is no longer harmful to us. ”

The two continued to fight each other in the field, and gradually played a real fire, and there were bursts of gold and iron clashing sounds in the field, and the emerald green dog stick and the dark black iron heavy sword exchanged blows again and again, at first there was just a "ding" "ding" "ding" and "ding" clicking sound, and then it was like a thunderous "boom" sound, and the two had already used the true qi of the whole body to fight each other with all their might. When the two were fighting for almost half an hour, Zhao Zhijing felt that he was about to run out, and then even after the instant nine, there were seven "ding", "ding" and "ding" sounds, and it turned out that at this time, the heavy sword was two swords slower than the ordinary sword. As soon as the voice fell, the two were already a few feet apart, and it turned out that Hong Qigong saw that Zhao Zhijing was about to run out, and stopped fighting.

It has been two days since that day and Hong Qigong, and in the past few days, Zhao Zhijing has used a Xuantie heavy sword to fight with Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick method, and in these two days, each time it is over Zhao Zhijing's exhaustion. On this day, Zhao Zhijing woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes. Immediately called a few pheasants, made them called flower chickens, and finished breakfast with Hong Qigong. Zhao Zhijing looked at the old chivalrous man in front of him, who didn't look very strong, and the admiration in his heart suddenly rose, and then he said to Hong Qigong: "Qigong, please advise." Looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was empty-handed, Hong Qigong was unusually surprised: "Boy, why don't you use your heavy sword, do you look down on me all the time" Zhao Zhijing replied: "How dare the kid be like this, it's just that he doesn't always have a long sword by his side, but he wants to ask Qigong for your guidance." After that, Zhao Zhijing used the palm technique recorded in "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong", and the palm came out as he thought, and suddenly the sound of wind and thunder sounded in the field, and it turned out to be Zhao Zhijing's palm with a thousand catties of huge force, and the sound of oppressing the air. Hong Qigong looked at the dragon descending palm technique of the housekeeper, the two people in the field seemed to be transformed into gods of the nine heavens, Zhao Zhijing's figure was like a dragon elephant that broke the chaotic world, and Hong Qigong on the opposite side was a dragon with golden scale armor and claws, and the battle between the two was like a wild beast. Give me a claw, and I'll give you a leg back. At the time of tea, the grass and trees around the two have been crushed by the two and swayed in the soil. Hong Qigong shouted "Divine Dragon Swing Tail", and then waved his palm, sweeping towards Zhao Zhijing like a huge dragon tail, and the surrounding stones were swept by the palm wind and immediately shattered. Zhao Zhijing danced his wide palms like the palms of the giant spirit god, and the palms of the two intersected and made a rumbling sound, as if the gods were fighting with the dragon, and the sound resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. The time of the tea slipped away in the exchange of hands between the two, and the chests of the two in the field rose and fell slightly, and a thick panting sound was heard. Such an all-out battle made the recovery speed of the true qi of the two unable to keep up with the output of the true qi, and the strength of the body gradually dried up. At this time, Hong Qigong shouted "Kanglong has regrets", Zhao Zhijing immediately condensed his spirit, ran the true qi, and could see a wisp of true qi in his hand, which seemed to turn into a giant sword that opened up the world to meet the surging dragon, the giant sword and the dragon suddenly met, the intersection of the two saw a little spark, the true qi condensed like fine iron, Hong Qigong and Zhao Zhijing's full force suddenly met, there was no other sound, only a "boom" reverberated in the field.