Chapter 24, the world's best

In the face of the frequent killing of the ink pouring pool, Qiao Feng was not afraid, and thousands of heroic spirits poured out of his heart, and the killing move was coming, but Qiao Feng did not retreat for half a step, and his hands were palmed again, striking out a palm force that was more vast than now.

"Ssangyong fetches water. ”

The two palms dealt with the left and right hands of the ink pouring pool, and before the two of them could fight, the grand palm power directly crushed all the four stones sent out by the ink pouring pool with internal force. The right palm and the right fist struck, and the left palm was against the wrist of Mo Tingchi's left hand, which happened to rub against the folding fan of the eight leaves.

"Yes, if that's all there is, that's not enough. ”

I saw that Mo Tianchi's left wrist flicked, and the eight green leaves in his hand spun and soared into the air, turning into eight green rays, and hitting Qiao Feng's throat.

It seems to be an immutable move, but there are many changes in it, which is difficult to peek at, even if you peek into the doorway, but a variety of improvisable tricks are enough to make it difficult to prevent it, and it is difficult to know which move the ink pouring pool is about to make at the next moment.

Although there was a suspicion of repeating the old tricks, in the face of the green leaves that were forcing his life again, Qiao Feng had to retreat a few steps back. But Qiao Feng retreated and turned into six green leaves and advanced, following him like a shadow, as if he would be unwilling to chase his soul without taking his life.

When Qiao Feng stood on the edge of the cliff and the road to retreat was exhausted, Qiao Feng understood this principle, so he saw that he could not dodge the attack of the ink pouring pool for the time being, so he immediately made a decision, turned his palms into hooks with both hands, and used double hooks to play the secret method of capturing the dragon, absorbing the qi of the void to gather internal force, and directly facing the secret weapon of the dead.

Bang bang bang!

In mid-air, only a sound like a sharp knife and rock collision was heard, and in the blink of an eye, Qiao Feng blocked eight extremely tricky green leaves with the dragon capture technique, and the crisis was temporarily resolved, but another wave of crisis followed.

As Qiao Feng dealt with the green leaves that shot out, Mo Dump Chi stepped forward again and launched another wave of offensives.

Every time I took a step forward, I could see that the ink dumping pool would randomly suck a few leaves from his half-empty hand as a weapon, and a few pieces of gravel as a throwing weapon, sometimes reversing the order, using the gravel as a weapon and the green leaves as a hidden weapon, confronting Qiao Feng head-on!

The moves are ever-changing, and there is no trajectory to speak of! The green leaves and gravel in the hands are sometimes weapons, and sometimes they are hidden weapons for throwing, which is indescribable.

The eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the world's first fierce palms, also known as the world's first palms! The power of the two martial arts is huge, and the consumption is also huge, and they have been quickly resolved into the essence, but at this time, they have fallen into an unprecedented bitter battle, which can't help but make all the martial arts people feel surprised, shocked and even shocked.

The martial arts people couldn't help but exclaim secretly in their hearts: Is the martial arts of Mo Gongzi Mo, who is famous in the name of chivalry, really so strong?

Qiao Feng has always covered mountains and rivers, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended as soon as he came out, but between three or two moves, the opponent could be solved in an instant, where did he go through such a hard battle. At the same time, they were also surprised by the wonderful martial arts of the ink pool, at this moment, from a distance, although the ink pool was in an unrivaled thrilling fight with Qiao Feng, but it looked like a graceful and natural elegance, like a leisurely strolling child, from time to time from mid-air to pick a falling leaf, from time to time twist a few stones, and then throw it into the distance, looking like a son out of a landscape painting.

Everyone was a little dumbfounded by the fierceness of this battle and the strangeness of the outcome of this battle, and few people could see the essence clearly from the phenomenon of this fierce battle in front of them. Qiao Feng and the duel between the Ink Dumping Pool had indeed fallen into a bitter battle, but few people thought of the mysteries of the martial arts used by the Ink Dumping Pool, but the strangeness was comparable to any sect today, or it could be said that no one in the rivers and lakes today had ever used such a gorgeous but powerful move martial arts as the Ink Dumping Pool, so Qiao Feng had to deal with it carefully.

Another point is that when the Ink Dump Pool just began to roll up the green leaves in the sky and suck the gravel into the whole body, it was a great opportunity for Qiao Feng to fight with the Ink Tilt Pool, but Qiao Feng did not choose to take the lead, but waited for the Ink Tilt Pool to prepare the moves before fighting against the Ink Tilt Pool.

The master's move is decided in an instant. Qiao Feng lost the opportunity at the beginning, and then it was difficult to guess the opponent's martial arts, so it was natural that he fell into a fierce battle. If Qiao Feng was familiar with Mo Dumping's martial arts moves, it would definitely be much easier to fight than now.

However, at this moment, no one could not help but admit that Qiao Feng had fallen into a fierce battle. As time passed, the battle was stalemate, and the ink poured pool's shots more and more frequently, but there were very few green leaves and gravel in the air in the middle of the moment.

Seeing this scene, Gu Mozhi couldn't help but stand up in shock, staring at Mo Dump Chi, who looked at Qiao Feng with a comfortable expression and elegant and gorgeous demeanor, and spat out: "Three times the speed!"

"Three times the speed?" Song Yangzi on the side was puzzled: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

It took Gu Mozhi a long time to calm the excitement in his heart, and sighed: "Mo Gongzi is really worthy of being a martial arts wizard, his speed is unimaginable, and it is twice as fast as we can see with the naked eye. ”

"Oh?" Songyangzi was still puzzled.

Seeing that Song Yangzi still looked puzzled, Gu Mozhi asked, "You have been watching the battle just now, can you see how many times Mo Dump Chi has made a move?"

Song Yangzi affirmed: "A total of fifteen times." ”

Hatama Zhi smiled: "Do you know how many green leaves and gravel are adsorbed in mid-air by the internal force of the ink pouring pool?"

Song Yangzi was stunned and shook his head, "I don't know!"

Hakumochi smiled: "But I know that there are a total of one hundred and fifty-three green leaves rolled up by the ink pouring pool, of which sixteen pieces fell naturally during the competition, and there are thirty-six pieces of gravel!"

Song Yangzi vaguely understood: "Just now, Guan Mo Gongzi and Qiao Gang Master fought each time, and the most green leaves were no more than eight at a time, and at least one was not one, so it was impossible for the green leaves to be consumed so quickly, which means that the old Dao saw in his eyes that there were actually many fewer shots about Mo Gongzi in the ink pouring pool." ”

Gu Mozhi nodded and sighed: "Yes, to be precise, the ink dumping pool has made a total of forty-four shots, and Qiao Feng and the ink dumping pool have dealt forty-four blows, but in our eyes, it seems that Qiao Feng and the ink dumping pool have only fought fifteen blows." ”

Speaking of this, Gu Mozhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the ink pool, glanced at the few green leaves and gravel on the ink pool, and sighed softly: "This is an incomparable and rare duel, and it is no regret that the old man can see such a wonderful duel, but unfortunately this duel is about to end." ”

"The end?" Song Yangzi said, "Who does the master think will win?"

Kumachi shook his head and said, "No one knows, not even the two of them. ”

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The ink pouring pool shot is dazzling and very ornamental, while Qiao Feng's shot has the characteristics of both strength and beauty, although it is not as elegant as the ink pouring pool, but it is also pleasing to the eye and difficult to give up.

With the confrontation between Mo Dump Chi and Qiao Feng with one move faster than one move, there were only seven green leaves in mid-air, and no more than two stones, at this moment, both Qiao Feng and Ink Dump Chi knew that the two had ushered in the most critical duel.

The ink poured pool without hesitation, and with his right hand absorbed the green leaves floating behind him into his right hand, and with his left hand, he also hugged the two gravels floating alone in mid-air.

The leaves floated on the palm of Mo Dump Chi's right hand, gradually forming a very rough leaf sword, and at the same time, in order to prevent Qiao Feng from attacking at this moment, Ink Dump Chi also shot out the two stone bullets in his left hand, blocking Qiao Feng's offensive rhythm.

Qiao Feng was not stupid, he naturally knew that this was a good opportunity to defeat Mo Dump Chi, his body jumped high in the air, and the majestic internal force gathered between his hands, with his head down and palms down, he played the most powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending [Flying Dragon in the Sky].

This high-five strike came out, faintly, there seemed to be a dragon's groan, the momentum was vast, like the water of the Yangtze River rolling eastward, as if there was a weather of devouring heaven and earth. The two stones struck out by the ink tilting pool crashed into the vast internal force like meteors, and were immediately squeezed into powder by the terrible internal force, Qiao Feng's palms did not reduce the force, but with the help of the falling power, the strength became stronger and stronger, and the palms came like a sky out, towards the top of the head of the ink tilting pool.

Mo Dump Chi's heart condensed, and he also felt a terrifying death crisis, but Mo Dump Chi smiled coldly, once again to everyone's surprise, and also to Qiao Feng's surprise, I saw that Mo Dump Chi was holding the green leaf and the leaf sword cast by the internal force link in his hand, and his feet jumped hard, soared into the air, and slammed Qiao Feng towards Qiao Feng, who was high-fived in the air.

Since the creation of the eighteen palms of the dragon, few people dare to face the edge of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and even fewer people dare to face the eighteen palms of the dragon, the most powerful, the fierce flying dragon in the sky, but the ink pouring pool has broken everyone's understanding again and again, giving people an inexplicable illusion, it seems that Qiao Feng is not the world's first palm method of descending the dragon eighteen palms, but the Shaolin Temple introductory fist Wei Tuozhang Arhat boxing.

In the midst of all the attention, the Ye Zijian that gathered true qi collided with Qiao Feng's fleshy palm, and the Ye Zijian was stunned for a moment under the vast palm power, and then turned into pieces of broken leaves in an instant, falling open.

However, at this time, there was a hint of a smile in front of Mo Dump Chi, and I saw that at the moment when the green leaves fell, Mo Tilt Chi used his internal force again, and directly knocked the broken leaves that had turned into hundreds of pieces into the air and flew out, slamming towards Qiao Feng.

At this time, the green leaves are still green leaves, but under the blessing of the true qi of the ink pouring pool, the sharpness is comparable to that of a sword, and it is incomparably powerful.

However, Qiao Feng did not change his expression, nor did he change his moves, and directly collided with Mo Dump Chi again.

The flying dragon in the sky is worthy of being the most powerful move among the eighteen palms of the dragon, hundreds of green leaves appear like streamers under Qiao Feng's palms, but the speed decreases sharply under the vigorous energy, and finally touches Qiao Feng's palms and stops.

Qiao Feng's speed remained the same, and his palm strength was weak, but his palms still came under negative pressure, hitting the left shoulder of the ink tilt pool, which had no room to dodge, and the ink tilt pool fell down fiercely from mid-air, falling to the ground, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust. Qiao Feng stood with his head held high, like an inviolable god outside the sky.

Is this the end of the battle between the two top young men in the world?

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the ink pouring pool appeared in front of many martial arts powerhouses watching the battle, but it was far from the unkempt and bloodstained appearance that everyone expected. There was no sign of embarrassment on his body, and with only a little pale color on his face, Mo Dump Chi still stood with a very graceful negative hand, looking at Qiao Feng.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be happy, both of them seemed to have the strength to fight, but at this time, they heard the warm and jade-like voice of the ink pouring pool.

"The eighteen palms of the beggar gang are really worthy of being the first palm in the world, it is really profound and mysterious, Mo poured the pond and bowed to the wind, Qiao Gang Leader, Tubo National Teacher Gu Mo Zhi Mo did not participate, but asked Qiao Gang Master to keep his promise. ”