Iron Palm Gang, Qiu Qianren's practice stone house, although it is night, it is brightly lit. Two children in black are surrounding a large boiler. There was a raging charcoal fire burning under the boiler, and a little boy was pushing and pulling the bellows vigorously, his face flushed. The boiler was filled with pitch-black iron sand, and another child kept stir-frying with a shovel, only to see the iron sand steaming with a rustling sound.

Qiu Qianren sat cross-legged next to the boiler with his eyes closed, slowly exhaling and inhaling the hot air rising in the boiler. Every time Qiu Qianren swallowed a breath, hot air came out of his head. Unlike Qiu Qianzhang's mouth before with smoke, this is real kung fu. After a while, Qiu Qianren raised his hands high, only to see that his ten fingers were red, emitting bursts of heat. Qiu Qianren felt the temperature of his fingers, opened his eyes suddenly, stood up, and inserted his hands into the iron sand in the boiler.

Qiu Qianren seemed to feel that the iron sand was still not hot enough, so he ordered the boy to increase the firepower, and the two children worked together to pull the bellows with all their might. After a while, the iron sand became hotter and hotter, Qiu Qianren endured the burning sensation of his hands, and there was no different color on his face, allowing the iron sand to be refined. After a quarter of an hour's effort, Qiu Qianren pulled out his palms and slapped his palm, hitting a small cloth bag hanging in mid-air. The palm movement was quite loud, but the small cloth bag did not move at all, and it did not shake at all.

You must know that the outer martial arts such as the Iron Palm Divine Skill are very difficult to cultivate, and after the cultivation is successful, although the strength is fierce, it is not easy to control. Qiu Qianren's palm was punched, and the small cloth bag did not move, which was a manifestation of the palm power without the slightest leakage, and it was obvious that the control had reached a very high level. Qiu Qianren couldn't help laughing: "It's been twenty years! My Iron Palm Divine Skill has finally been completed! Haha、、、 the number one title in the world belongs to me Qiu Qianren after all!"

As soon as Qiu Qianren's voice fell, he suddenly heard a voice outside: "The number one name in the world belongs to you?

Qiu Qianren was proud. This sentence was undoubtedly like pouring a basin of cold water on him, Qiu Qianren said angrily: "Who's outside?" As he spoke, he had already rushed out of the stone house, and he couldn't wait to see which madman it was. dared to joke at him.

Qiu Qianren came out of the stone house, and saw a young man standing with his hands in the moonlight, with a dashing bearing. Qiu Qianren looked at it, the other party was dressed in white, his face was handsome, and there was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, of course. This is the feeling of Qiu Qianren.

The person who came was Wang Jing. However, he said that Wang Jing came all the way from Zhongnan Mountain, and only remembered that Tiezhang Peak was near Taoyuan, so he inquired in Taoyuan. I knew that it was in Huxi, and I took the Condor to Yuanling, and it was dark to arrive. Fortunately, the moonlight is bright, and the shape of the iron palm peak is unique. Towering. Like a man's five fingers. Wang Jing overlooked in mid-air, all the scenery was clear at a glance, and the Iron Palm Peak was even more conspicuous. He urged the Condor to fly up the peak, only to see Qiu Qianren's stone house brightly lit, like a bright lamp in the night, and immediately landed outside the stone house. As soon as he fell, he heard Qiu Qianren laughing loudly, so he replied.

When Wang Jing saw Qiu Qianren coming out, he said coldly: "Qiu Qianren." Twenty years ago, you could have even a newborn baby. It's a big joke that a person like you still wants to get the title of the best in the world!"

Qiu Qianren drank: "What nonsense are you talking about! Am I the number one in the world, you have no chance to see it!"

"Why?" asked Wang Jing.

"Because you're going to die, and of course the dead can't see anything!" replied Qiu Qianren.

Wang Jing laughed: "What's the matter? I exposed the sore spots, and I want to kill people? It's up to you, I'm afraid you don't have this ability!"

Qiu Qianren laughed angrily: "Young man, what a crazy tone, I hope you will laugh later!"

After Qiu Qianren finished speaking, he slapped Wang Jing with a fierce palm, which was the magic of the iron palm, Qiu Qianren's palm was angry, and the power was extraordinary, and the rolling waves had already surged towards Wang Jing first. Before the palm power arrived, Qiu Qianren's face was already smiling, in his opinion, what skills can a young man like Wang Jing have, he can be shocked to death with one palm.

Wang Jing saw Qiu Qianren attacking angrily, and he didn't dodge, he quickly pushed forward with both palms and met it, but it was a move that "shocked a hundred miles", which was a very powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon.

The two palms met, Qiu Qianren was defeated by Wang Jing's Jiuyang Divine Skill's deep internal strength, and Wang Jing was shocked to take a step back.

Qiu Qianren exclaimed: "Eighteen palms of dragon descending?"

"Not bad!" While Wang Jing spoke, his left leg was slightly bent, his right arm was bent inward, his left hand drew a semicircle, and his right palm drew a circle. Qiu Qianren didn't expect Wang Jing to make such a quick move, and the attack was uninterrupted, knowing that this move was unfavorable, but he didn't have time to dodge. Qiu Qianzhang was not like the dexterous martial arts practiced by Huang Yaoshi, so he was helpless, and he put his palms together and resisted hard.

only heard a snap, and the two of them touched each other again. This time, it was Wang Jing attacking, Qiu Qianren defending, "Kang Long has regrets" is so powerful, and it is still above the "shock hundred miles", Qiu Qianren's main attack failed to force Wang Jing back, how can he prevent it. The moment the palms intersected, Qiu Qianren only felt that a huge force came, and there was still a faint stamina, and before the stamina burst out, Qiu Qianren had been shocked back three steps, and for a while, his blood was churning, and he spit out a small mouthful of blood.

Qiu Qianren was shocked: "Impossible, Hong Qigong doesn't have your skills!"

"Nothing is impossible!" After Wang Jing finished speaking, he jumped up violently, flew into the air, and used a move "Flying Dragon in the Sky", this move was high and fierce, and it was the most powerful move in the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Before Qiu Qianren's qi and blood calmed down, Wang Jing's attack was already on the head. Qiu Qianren faintly heard as if there was a dragon's roar, the soul of the dead was rising, instantly felt the threat of death, and burst out with great potential, only to see him squatting slightly with his feet, urging the iron palm magic to the extreme, and his palms to meet it, in order to resist.

The palms of the two of them collided hard again, Qiu Qianren felt extremely depressed, as if the dragon was overpowering, fierce and incomparable, and the overwhelming force spread from his palm to the whole body, destroying the ancient and breaking his iron palm magic skill. only heard a loud bang, Qiu Qianren was beaten more than ten meters away, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his face was pale.

Wang Jing's move, even the mountain stone can be beaten into powder, although Qiu Qianren is known as an iron palm, but after all, he is still flesh and blood, his palm can hold it, but his body can't stand it. And when the qi and blood have not calmed down, how can they catch it, and they will not be able to live long after being shattered by Wang Jing's palm power.

Wang Jing made three moves and did not continue to attack. Qiu Qianren held back the pain, stood still and asked, "Why? )