Chapter 23

In an instant, the ink poured pool to break the confrontation.

I saw Mo Dumping Chi with his hands behind his back, and his body was like wind and lightning, rushing towards Qiao Feng as fast as possible. The green leaves and gravel floating in mid-air also flew in the sky at the moment of the movement of the Ink Dump Pond, and also followed the Ink Dump Pond.

It seems that there is a kind of magical and mysterious ability in the ink pouring pool, so that there is no spiritual green leaf, and the gravel wants to follow it to the ends of the earth.

The extremely fast speed had already stepped out of a distance of more than ten meters in a blink of an eye and appeared in front of Qiao Feng.

At this moment, no one could understand why Mo Dump Chi would use such a move to deal with Qiao Feng. The incomprehension at this moment stems from the fact that at the previous moment, Mo Dump Chi flicked his hands, ran his strong internal strength, and squeezed all the boulders and green leaves on the ground in mid-air with his wonderful fingering, didn't this initiative want to send fast, urgent, and rapid hidden weapons such as green leaves and stones to Qiao Feng with strong internal strength?

Therefore, at this moment, Mo Dump Chi's actions behind his back were beyond everyone's expectations, and in addition to everyone's thinking, all of them included Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng is the opponent who faces the ink dumping pool.

Qiao Feng had just witnessed the duel between Mo Dump Chi and Gu Mozhi, and he had to admit that Mo Dump Chi's martial arts attainments were high, and the subtlety of his swordsmanship could be regarded as a peerless swordsman he had only seen in his life, and seeing the duel between the two was even indescribably shocked.

However, knowledge is only knowledge, when he really confronts the Ink Dumping Pool, Qiao Feng finds that the Ink Dumping Pool is far more terrifying than he imagined, at least the heavy pressure he feels from the Ink Dumping Pool is far from being comparable to when watching the battle. Looking at the ink pouring pool in front of him with his hands behind his back, running a wonderful light skill, and seemed to want to come to die, Qiao Feng didn't dare to be careless, nor did he dare to hesitate.

Yesterday, Master Xuanci's experience of the car was still in his ears, how could Qiao Feng dare to forget, without hesitation, Qiao Feng quickly swept back three meters away, and opened a short distance from the ink pool, at the moment when the speed of the ink pool did not decrease and chased up, Qiao Feng drew a semicircle with his left hand, and pushed out with his right palm, and immediately a vast palm like a hurricane emerged around him.

"Kang Long has regrets!" Most of the people in the surrounding rivers and lakes recognized that this was one of the two great masters of the Beggar Gang, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, and no one thought that Qiao Feng would show his housekeeping instinct as soon as he made a move.

Qiao Feng not only showed his housekeeping instinct, but also took out ten successes, and the vast strength rushed straight to the flying ink pool, if this palm was completely hit, the ink pool would be severely injured even if it did not die, at this moment, the ink pool could only dodge.

However, Mo Tingchi smiled slightly, squatted on his feet, but instead of dodging, he accelerated again and collided with the first fierce palm in the world, could it be that Mo Tingchi wanted to seek death?

Gu Mozhi looked at the ink pouring pool that swooped towards the center of the palm power, and there was an indescribable shock in his heart, how keen his observation was, how could it be the performance seen by ordinary martial arts people, his eyes were keenly aware that although the ink pouring pool rushed towards Qiao Feng's eighteen dragon descending palms, the hands behind him also began to move at this time.

With a slight smile, Mo Tanchi formed his hands into fingers, and directly collided with the strength of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending sword with his fingers. The body paused slightly, but the speed did not weaken, and in an instant, it collided with Qiao Feng's palms.

There was a loud bang, centered on the two of them, and the ground suddenly collapsed.

Mo Dumping Chi did not retreat a step, but his face, which was obviously a little pale due to the collision with the first-class fierce palm technique under the whole world, showed a trace of unusual redness, and in an instant, Jian Qiao Feng felt a cold aura that was difficult to describe in words, and shuddered.

After the palms were opposed, there was only a pause in proportion, Mo Tingchi quickly retracted his fingers, took a small step back, and immediately crossed his thumbs and index fingers with both hands, and pinched the two green leaves that came at the same time as him. Immediately, only a piercing 'tearing' sound was heard in the air, and Mo Tingchi pinched the green leaves with his hand, like two swords of green light and wanton strife, hitting Qiao Feng's throat.

The accuracy of the technique, the speed and the correct timing are all peerless and incomparable. Therefore, in this moment of fighting, Qiao Feng and Mo Dump Chi have entered the pattern of life and death.

Qiao Feng responded calmly, but he was not panicked by the green leaves who were about to enter his throat to take his life, and bent down and retreated at the same time, and at the same time struck a blow again to descend the dragon and eighteen palms - the hidden dragon should not be used, and he wanted to crack the unparalleled offensive of the ink pouring pool.

The hidden dragon do not use is the world's first class of fierce palm method, although there are few moves, but each move has great power, this move hidden dragon do not use although it is an offensive move, but at this time it is an incomparable and wonderful move, unless the ink pool wants to face this palm, otherwise the ink pool must retreat.

Mo Dumping Chi smiled freely, it was indeed retreating, but before retreating, he did something that made everyone's scalp tingle, only to see Ink Dumping Pond's hands that held the green leaves and launched an incomparable attack, but the momentum was about to run out, but at this time, there was a change.

There was a slight sound that was almost inaudible, and I saw that the green leaves in Mo Dump Chi's hand instantly shattered more than a dozen pieces, almost at the moment when the green leaves were broken, his palms turned from fingers to palms, and the terrifying true qi burst out in his palms in an instant, and the nearly thirty green leaves in his hands immediately continued to hit all the parts of Qiao Feng's throat like lightning. Then Mo poured his feet on tiptoe, and there seemed to be a suction force on his back, and his body was flat on the ground, dodging Qiao Feng's Shen Xiong's vast palm power in a millimeter.

Under the addition of true qi, each broken leaf was as sharp as a knife, and nearly thirty broken leaves hit nearly fifteen fatal parts above and below Qiao Feng's throat, and at this moment, Qiao Feng had to defend from the original counterattack. If Qiao Feng doesn't defend again, there is only one way to die.

Qiao Feng raised his true qi again, shattering the broken leaves that hit him in an instant and turning them into powder. But at this moment, Mo Dumping Pool has already stood up again, showing another wave of offensive again.

I saw Mo Tingchi's left foot take a step back, his left hand sucked in seven or eight leaves floating in the air at a height of two meters, and his right hand held seven or eight stones. The leaves in his left hand formed a folding fan, directly making a long knife and slashing towards Qiao Feng's heart, and his right hand formed a fist and bombarded Qiao Feng's face, and four stones that were as fast as a streamer but had a completely different angle of force shot out in the middle of the way, hitting Qiao Feng.

There were exclamations all around, and the voices were not only amazed at the thrill of the fierce battle between the two, but also marveled at the wonder of the martial arts used in the hands of Mo Tingchi. Such a strange and extraordinary move, not to mention that Qiao Feng has never seen it, even the well-informed Shaolin Temple abbot Xuan Ci and the rest of the Xuanzi generation monks have not seen it, and even the Tubo national teacher Gu Mozhi, Song Yangzi and other people who can be regarded as martial arts celebrities have not seen it.

Xuan Ci sighed softly: "This Mo Gongzi's martial arts are eclectic, imaginative, and pinched, and he has already reached the realm of no trace, and Qiao Feng Qiao's gang leader is about to meet his opponent today." ”

"Amitabha, the original junior brother was still puzzled why this Mo Gongzi spent a lot of internal force before the fierce fight, and used the internal force to absorb the leaves and stones in the sky to meet the beggar gang leader who cultivated the world's first palm method, but now it seems that this Mo Gongzi is a big clumsy fight, and the idea of breaking the same with all changes. "Seeing the extraordinary martial arts cultivation of the Ink Dumping Pool, the first Xuan Sheng of the Shaolin Praruo Hall, who had a violent conflict with the Ink Dumping Pond just now, couldn't help but sigh softly, I am indeed ashamed of myself in terms of the comprehension of the way of martial arts!

"A herd of short-sighted bald donkeys. Gu Mozhi glanced coldly at the Shaolin monks, sneered in his heart, and then focused on the battlefield again, recalling the confrontation between Mo Dumping Chi and Qiao Feng, and muttered to himself: " At the beginning, the way of running the same, showing its fast and accurate method, when responding to it, it is also added to the change of ingenuity, sometimes it can be clever, sometimes it can be clumsy, sometimes it can be heavy, sometimes it can be fast, the martial arts of the whole world is nothing more than the change between rigidity and softness, ink pouring pool, ink pouring pool, who are you, you can integrate the truth of the world's martial arts into your own martial arts. ”

"This is definitely not a one-trick formula of any sect above today's martial arts, absolutely not!" In response to Duan Yu, Bao Different, Storm Evil and other people's questions, Wang Yuyan gave a shocking answer.

Everyone didn't want to believe it, but they had to believe it, after all, although everyone knew that Wang Yuyan's martial arts were shallow, she knew everything about any school of martial arts in the world, and absolutely no one could compare to her, so her words were basically the truth.

The exclamations of his cousin beside him, the admiration of his retainers, and the admiration of everyone's words were still in his ears, but Murong Fu showed a very complicated look, he looked at the two people who were fighting in the distance, his eyes paused on Mo Dump Chi for a long time, at this moment, the ability and intelligence shown by Mo Dump Chi had completely met his requirements, Murong Fu believed that as long as he could get Mo Dump Chi's help, then reviving Dayan would not be a difficult thing?

But will Mo Dump Chi really help him wholeheartedly? In an instant, Murong Fu couldn't help but recall the words that Mo Dump Chi had said in his mouth when Guan Gu Mozhi and Xuan Ci duel three days ago: People are like this, if you never get in touch, then you will never be able to understand that person, and things will be difficult to achieve.

At this moment, it was difficult for Murong Fu to make a decision, he knew that the Ink Dumping Pool was very capable, but at the same time, the Ink Dumping Pool was also extremely dangerous, absolutely dangerous.

"Did this person have an adventure, or did he create his own martial arts at a young age?" The two daughters couldn't help but look curiously at the incomparable elegance and chic in the duel, and the incomparable confidence and dazzling proud figure.

Some people are destined to leave a deep and indelible impression on each other in a short period of time, at this moment, Mo Dumping Chi and Qiao Feng are such two people, the wonderful battle between the two, the exquisite confrontation makes everyone present even after aging, it is difficult to forget this rare duel on the top of the peak.

The fight between the two will not be stopped by everyone's thoughts, and the fight continues.

Qiao Feng had already struck out three moves in a row, but what about the Ink Dumping Pool, but it was only on the first move, but there were too many changes in this move, if Qiao Feng hadn't cracked this move, it would be difficult to talk about defeating the Ink Dumping Pool.

However, at this moment, Qiao Feng had no other thoughts and other things, and the attack of the ink pool had arrived, and the eight leaves in his left hand were quickly cut down in the form of a hand knife, and the eight leaves were folded into a folding fan and made a clear sound in mid-air, and the fierce fist of his right hand hit his face, and at the same time, four stones hit him from the fist at different angles.

No matter who faced Qiao Feng's situation at this time, he could be regarded as being forced into a desperate situation, and Qiao Feng also had a sense of shock in his heart, but Qiao Feng's face was fearless, and his eyes were full of terrifying battle intent.

There is a kind of person in the world who is stronger and stronger, and the braver he is, the braver he is, and Qiao Feng is this kind of person.