The great river flows into the sea, and the long river joins the river, just like this river and lake, and the seemingly calm water surface is already a turbulent dark tide. As long as one person stirs it lightly, it will burst out.

Recently, the major events that have happened in the rivers and lakes have been one after another, as the beggar gang with the most characters and the widest tentacles in the rivers and lakes, Hong Qigong can be said to be busy these days and can't take care of each other.

After seeing Jiang Feng for the first time, Hong Qigong had a feeling that these rivers and lakes would probably not be peaceful from now on! However, although Dong Fangbo was silent, an inexplicable momentum made Hong Qigong seem to be facing a wild beast, as long as he was not careful, it seemed to be a broken end.

"My business has been done, and then, it's up to you, Childe!"

Jiang Feng said that, he smiled and threw Zhu Cong's belt, and then with a wave of his hand, he threw it towards Zhu Cong.

That Dong Fangbo glanced at Hong Qigong at this time, and said lightly: "I have long heard that the beggars have the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and the first in the world, and it is the first-class outside-in method in the world today. Why don't you ask Gang Master Hong to teach you three palms?"

When it comes to martial arts, Hong Qigong is the most proud of his life, and he has his own hand to descend the dragon and eighteen palms. This beggar gang has been passed down from generation to generation in his hands to play the fierce and fierce to the extreme, even if Huashan on the sword to compete for the Nine Yin True Scripture lost to Wang Chongyang's first sword in the East, but for Hong Qigong's eighteen palms of dragon descending, that Wang Chongyang is also very admired, Xu his eighteen palms of dragon descending, palm power is unparalleled, the first in the world.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Bai Zhantang's suddenly rushed out figure holding two plates of dishes in his hands, although he walked like flying, but the two plates seemed to grow in his hands, as steady as Mount Tai, and he was holding a good hand.

At this time, Bai Zhantang put a plate of scrambled eggs and a plate of braised pig's trotters in front of Dong Fangbo with a flattering face, and said, "Your old man, please use it slowly, use it slowly!"

Then he suddenly turned his face and said to the beggar who came with Hong Qigong: "Eh, I said millet, what's the matter, now not only do you run in, but you also bring all the messy beggars to the store!"

"You...... Shut up!"

At this time, the millet puffed up his chest and said to the white exhibition hall: "I, Xiaomi, am also a disciple of the four bags of the rudder of the beggar gang in Guanzhong, this is the leader of our beggar gang, Hong Lao, who has come to deal with the matter of both male and female, you don't want to bite Lu Dongbin, don't recognize good people's hearts!"

"Oh, so ......"

Bai Zhantang's words were not finished yet, but he heard Dong Fangbo speak: "Get out of the way, there's nothing for you here, go serve the food!"

At this time, Bai Zhantang seemed to see his mother, turned around, and said with a smile to Dong Fangbo: "Yes, yes, yes, I'll go right away, look at this cook, no, I have to scold him, you wait!"

As soon as Bai Zhantang left, Hong Qigong pushed away the millet that was just in front of him, stared at Dong Fangbo carefully, and said, "Make a move!"

"Good!"

As soon as Dong Fangbo's words fell, his figure had already swept in front of Hong Qigong as if he had teleported. Dong Fangbo's hand is not only fast, but it is just a flash in the eyes of the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, and what is even more terrifying is that with him, there is actually a wooden chair under the seat.

"First palm!"

When the word "palm" was spit out, Dong Fangbo had already reached out with his right hand, and the seemingly plain palm came from it.

The way of martial arts, like most of the truths in this world, seems to be prosaic, but the more it often shows its subtle kung fu to turn decay into magic.

At that moment, Hong Qigong didn't dare to be careless, and in a blink of an eye, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his right palm drew a circle, and with a snort, he pushed towards Dong Fangbo. Before the palm power arrived, the strong palm wind had already blown Dong Fangbo's sleeves as if it were substance.

"What a move, Kanglong has regrets!"

Hong Qigong just issued this trick, as a descendant of the elder who had made a great contribution to the beggar gang, Xiaomi, who had the honor of being taught this trick by Hong Qigong, couldn't help but praise it. The speed, strength, angle, and timing of this palm are all mellow and natural.

The same move, Xiaomi is a hundred years of kung fu, and it is absolutely difficult to practice this trick to the level of Hong Qigong. This is the helplessness of talent, and it is also the helplessness of the rivers and lakes!

There was a loud "boom".

Dong Fangbo's chair slid all the way back, and when he reached the edge of the table, he saw that Dong Fangbo's right hand waved, and the sleeve robe hit on the table like a long whip stopped Dong Fangbo's figure.

At this time, Hong Qigong retreated five steps in a row, and each step of withdrawal left a footprint more than three inches deep on the ground.

The distance between the two of them was roughly the same, but in fact, the wooden chair under Dong Fangbo's seat was safe and sound, and he was not harmed in the slightest. From this point alone, he, Hong Qigong, has already lost half a move.

"It's a good move, the dragon has regrets, and the eighteen palms of the dragon are really worthy of the name!"

As he spoke, Dong Fangbo had already slowly gotten up, although he had a little upper hand with one palm just now, it also made him understand that if he wanted to sit and defeat Hong Qigong's eighteen palms within three moves, it would probably be a difficult thing to complete.

Faster, faster speed, if Dong Fangbo's body just now is for everyone, you can still see a flashing figure. At this time, Dong Fangbo suddenly disappeared in the eyes of everyone, and when he reappeared, everyone could already hear Hong Qigong shouting: "Ha!"

While Dong Fangbo was speaking, Hong Qigong had already been wary of the first enemy he had seen in his life, and when his body changed slightly, he was already round with his left palm and straight with his right palm, so that he made a move to see Long Zaitian and block him in front of him.

This move is purely defensive, but it is a strong wall between Hong Qigong and Dong Fangbo, the enemy will block it, and if the enemy does not come, it will disappear invisibly. Playing fast with slow and braking with static is the nemesis of all swift moves in the world.

Unexpectedly, Dong Fangbo's palm suddenly lowered, and it passed under his palms like an extremely slippery and swift little fish. If it weren't for Hong Qigong's whim to raise his arm to block it, this palm would have to be slapped firmly on his chest!

Despite this, with Dong Fangbo's unparalleled palm power that could hardly shake the eighteen palms of the dragon head-on, Fang Yi, the left arm of Hong Qigong, came into contact with it. But I heard a sound like a big tree breaking, and then, Hong Qigong's entire body was blasted out like a cannonball.

The gate of the empty mansion opposite the Tongfu Inn was smashed into countless pieces before he would give up! )