"What kind of fist is the Black Tiger Fist?" Zhao Min looked at Kutoutuo suspiciously, she had studied martial arts from Kutoutuo since she was a child, and she had never heard of such a powerful martial art in the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Kutoutuo smiled helplessly, squeezed the scars on his face even more ugly, lifted the ink-soaked brush in his hand and wrote four more words on the rice paper: "Country style"

"Country style?" Zhao Min was even more ignorant, how could the country style make Ah San so embarrassed?

Before she could figure out why the country style was so powerful, there was a change in the field.

I saw Qian Qingjian standing in front of Ah San, who was kneeling on the ground, holding his arms into a ball, one hand from top to bottom, and the other hand from bottom to top, caged Ah San's body between his arms, just like a master kneading dough in the noodle shop, soothing and gently kneading it.

Everyone saw that with Qian Qingjian as the center, the flames on the hundreds of butter giant candles in the hall seemed to be twitched by invisible suction, and they all fell in the direction of Qian Qingjian, and when the candle flame was about to go out, the hall suddenly dimmed, and everyone felt that the air around them had become thinner, and their breathing was already difficult!

A terrible scream burst out, like the wail of a beast when it was dying, it was Ah San's voice, and the light returned after the candle flame dimmed, and then looked at the two of them, but saw that Qian Qingjian had turned around with his hands and returned leisurely, and Ah San behind him, without a trace of strong and mighty appearance on his body, turned into a puddle of mud and pounced on the spot.

People were stunned by this change, how did this happen? No one could understand it.

Stunned, Zhao Min looked at Kutoutuo again, only to see Kutoutuo write two more words on the paper: "I don't understand."

Qian Qingjian used the wonderful martial arts Taijiquan created by Zhang Sanfeng for the second time, and of course no one in this world can understand it except Zhang Sanfeng himself.

Taijiquan is a pure internal force martial arts, if the user is not strong enough, then Taijiquan is nothing, it is Wudang Seven Heroes such kung fu, and the power of Taijiquan cannot be brought into play at the moment, Zhang Sanfeng did not immediately teach this kung fu to the six disciples who stayed in Wudang, only after their internal strength is completed, will be taught.

Qian Qingjian originally planned to use the Black Tiger Fist to break Ah San's bones with a hard touch, the so-called way to return the other body, with your strongest to break you the longest, this was originally a very forced way to play, how could Ah San's weight not be heavy, at the moment when the two huge forces collided with each other, the fist force that destroyed his bones was far greater than the friction generated by holding the pile under his feet, which led to the fact that before the fist power was not fully effective, Ah San's people had been beaten away. This is the reason why Qian Qingjian has the same feeling as flying an iron ball.

It's like hitting a sandbag, if the sandbag is restricted and can't swing leisurely, then as long as the hitter's punch is strong enough, the sandbag can be broken, but if the sandbag can swing in any direction, then the hitter wants to break the sandbag, strength alone is not enough, and another condition is needed, that is, speed.

The second punch is the same from top to bottom, if Ah San's knees can stand up and not bend, then Qian Qingjian's three hundred years of strength will properly smash his fists and arms, but in actual combat, Ah San knelt down, and while kneeling and breaking a bluestone brick, the huge force borne by his fists and arms was also buffered and resolved.

Since he can't be forced with the black tiger fist, Qian Qingjian is too lazy to win with speed, so he simply came to a trick to "catch the bird's tail", the beauty of Taijiquan is that it can control the enemy in the center of the vortex generated by the internal force of yin and yang, so that the enemy can not avoid, there is no way to hide, if the enemy's internal force is enough to resist the power of Taijiquan, it will not be injured, and Ah San just has a horizontal practice of external skills, how can he withstand the strangulation of Qian Qingjian's three hundred years of internal force? Immediately the bones of the whole body were broken, and he was dying, and there was no way to return to the sky.

Everyone in the hall was stunned for a long time, and only a dozen people burst out of color, cheering Ji Lao Hero and others, of course they couldn't understand how Qian Qingjian won, but since Qian Qingjian no longer planned to evacuate, they needed to cheer for him.

In the color sound, Zhao Min and her subordinates looked ugly, although they couldn't understand the mystery of this, but they could also guess that Qian Qingjian had defeated Yu Wence, who could only do external skills, by virtue of internal strength, Zhao Min's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and with a light wave of his jade hand, his subordinates had already dragged Ah San aside like a dead dog.

"Useless thing, Ah Er, it's your turn to play. Zhao Min gave the order.

"The slave obeys!" The bald Ah Er was a taciturn person, and after saluting Zhao Min, he turned to look at Qian Qingjian and said, "Teach your internal strength!"

Ah Er's words came out of the palm hair, and the body was straight into the middle palace at the same time, and before the words fell, the palm power had already covered Qian Qingjian's Zhou body, and more than half of the candles in the hall were suppressed by the strong wind brought out by this palm. Even Wei Yixiao and others, who were far away after Qian Qing's fitness, also felt the stagnation of breathing.

"It's amazing!" Ji Laoying and the others who were watching all sweated for Qian Qingjian. Because they don't know if Qian Qingjian can catch such a sharp blow from Ah Er.

In the past, Qian Qingjian's martial arts have always been legends, but there are very few people who have seen them with their own eyes, Ji Laoying and others have never seen Qian Qingjian perform anything, only Guo Yuntian has seen Qian Qingjian do it, but it is only a dizzying white light when he moves the swordsmanship, as for Qian Qingjian's Tai Chi just now, no one can understand it.

Human beings usually have a commonality, that is, if they can't understand it, they won't be afraid, and Ah Er's sharpness is something that everyone can understand, so Ji Laoying and others will worry about Qian Qingjian.

Another miracle happened.

In people's attention, Qian Qingjian's face suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, and he just smiled and saw Ah Er's palm on his chest. Even the hands behind his back did not show out.

"Ahh

"Oops!"

The temple erupted in exclamation.

Everyone can clearly see that Ah Er's palm slapped on Qian Qingjian's acupoint, how could this happen? Even though Qian Qingjian's martial arts are superb, but after all, he is flesh and blood, how can he dare to bear this fierce palm with such a vital part?

Ji Laoying and the others were all overshadowed, and Yang Biqin and Zhou Zhiruo had already screamed. Wei Yixiao immediately stepped forward, and shot a palm at the top of Ah Er's head, but it was too late to surround Wei and save Zhao.

Dongfang Bai's body with a sad face spread, and a long sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, facing Wei Yixiao's palm. The county lord's home field, how can you allow a blue-winged bat to fight more and less?

At this moment, even the well-informed Kutoutuo closed his eyes and thought: The Ming Sect is over! Fortunately, I did not defect to this legendary martial arts supreme, otherwise it would have been in vain.

Zhao Min's eyes suddenly lit up, but he was stunned in his heart: This is too simple, so he will lose the opportunity to stand up in front of everyone, it's a pity!

When everyone was in a hurry, they only heard a string of long laughs suddenly erupting in the audience, but it was Qian Qingjian's laughter, what was going on? Could it be that this was the laughter that was slapped by Ah Er's divine power?

People hurriedly looked into the field, only to see that Dongfang Bai and Wei Yixiao's figures were immediately separated, and only Qian Qingjian and Ah Er were still left standing in the center, Qian Qingjian's face was light and light, and he was laughing happily, and when he looked at Ah Er again, he saw that Ah Er seemed to have become an overcooked noodle, and as if it was a dead snake, it was softly wilted in front of Qian Qingjian, and the thin palm was still pressed on Qian Qingjian's chest, but it seemed to be glued together with Qian Qingjian's chest.

Qian Qingjian smiled heartily, and was full of pride: "The last thing that buddy is afraid of in this life is the one who has internal strength." ”

The difference between Ah Er and Ah San is that Ah Er has developed a strong internal force in another way, but in the face of the three hundred years of Northern Shengong, how is this internal force different from a trickling stream to impact the ocean?

If Ah Er didn't pat the middle acupoint, maybe Qian Qingjian would find another way to deal with it, but since he came to deliver milk, why didn't he suck it? Qian Qingjian didn't bother to do it directly.