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The fists and palms intersected, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Xuanqing and Qiao Feng were fighting together. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Among the two, Qiao Feng naturally used the Dragon Descending Palm, and at this time, the Dragon Descending Palm had not been simplified by him to the Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms, and it was also called the Twenty-Eight Palms of the Descending Dragon, but in his hands, the power was also extremely good. On the other hand, Zhang Xuanqing used a lot of martial arts, for a while, he used his fingers, such as the Buddha to hold flowers, and he smiled, and he was extremely feminine; for a while, he was a strong Vajra palm, which was just to the yang, and Qiao Feng's dragon palm, and from time to time, it was mixed with some other martial arts moves, such as the immeasurable swordsmanship, the six-vein divine sword, and so on, which dazzled everyone.

However, Qiao Feng's strength is so high that he can dominate this world. Although in Jin Yong's pen, there are still super-first-class masters in the world of Tianlong Babu, such as sweeping monks, Wu Yazi, Li Qiushui, and Tianshan Tong's grandmother, it is nothing more than Qiao Feng did not meet them. If he really met and fought with them, Qiao Feng might not really be much weaker than those people. After all, judging from the later plot, Duan Yu and Xuzhu, the two people who have won the inheritance of the Carefree School, really used force with Qiao Feng, and within three or five hundred moves, they could only fight a draw. As for the three or five hundred moves, the competition is the strength of the internal force. Qiao Feng's internal strength is all obtained through hard practice, and he can't compare to the two righteous brothers who "eat" other people's internal strength.

But then again, there are high and low martial arts, and there are also differences in qualifications. Different people practice the same martial arts, some are stronger, some are weaker. Duan Yu and Xu Zhu may have good talents, but their martial arts qualifications are definitely not as good as Qiao Feng's. Maybe the two of them can cultivate their internal skills to a very high level, but when they fight with others, if the three of them have the same skills and the same martial arts, it is estimated that the two of them together are not Qiao Feng's opponents alone.

The same is true for Zhang Xuanqing.

Don't look at his martial arts skills, his understanding is not low, and he will learn a lot of magic skills. But when it really comes to hand, it naturally can't be compared with Qiao Feng, a man who has been in the rivers and lakes since he was a child.

The two fought for more than 100 moves, you attack me and I defend, I attack the mud defense, and they have always been at a stalemate, and they can only fight to a draw.

At this time, the anger in Zhang Xuanqing's heart not only did not decrease, but increased more and more with the fight with Qiao Feng. He didn't know what was going on, as a modern person, if it weren't for his last resort, he was forced to risk his life, he hadn't taken the initiative to kill anyone. But at this time, the killing intent in his heart almost shattered his consciousness, and in his heart, he only had the idea of killing all the people in front of him.

Seeing that Qiao Feng couldn't help it in a short period of time, he was anxious and angry in his heart, and his killing intent became even higher and higher. Suddenly, his heart moved, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he laughed cruelly: "Xiao Feng, eat the trick of the poor way!"

Qiao Feng was suddenly shocked, and said in his heart, What kind of demon method is this? Seeing that there were sixty-four identical Zhang Xuanqing in the blink of an eye, he was stunned for a while, and forgot to make another move.

But he forgot, Zhang Xuanqing didn't forget.

I saw that the sixty-four identical Zhang Xuanqing figures in the field made different movements one by one, some of them clenched their fists, some waved their palms, some stretched out their fingers, some bent their fingers into claws, and even worse, some even conjured swords and other blades out of thin air. After the fist blades appeared, they swarmed towards Qiao Feng one by one. If they only see the same, I'm afraid that in addition to the way they dress, the only thing is the steps under their feet.

They all stepped on Lingbo micro-steps, but because of the different positions, the hexagrams they stepped on were also different. Sixty-four Zhang Xuanqing's figures stood in the direction of the sixty-four hexagrams, one stepping to the next hexagram, and the next one stepping to the next at the same time. In this way, the whole body moved, one moved, all moved, and I saw sixty-four figures flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward, densely packed, chaotic and orderly towards Qiao Feng, who was surrounded in the center.

As mentioned earlier, this Ling Bo microstep was originally a formation. One man, though wonderful, is not as good as gathering sixty-four people together. Just like now, in Qiao Feng's eyes, he only felt that it was okay for Zhang Xuanqing not to move, but when he moved, there were still sixty-four of him, which was overwhelming, and the whole world was filled with his figure.

Although there were few people in Qiao Feng's martial arts world who could match him, where had he ever seen such a scene? Especially when Zhang Xuanqing's figures rushed to him, he forced himself to hold his mind and reluctantly made a move to deal with it. But I suddenly found that these sixty-four figures were real and false, virtual and real. He punched out, and sometimes he saw that it hit Zhang Xuanqing, but under the fist, he felt empty and nothing, and the "Zhang Xuanqing" he hit was just a shadow, and he actually passed directly through his fist. But sometimes, Zhang Xuanqing's figure was attacked in all directions, and he was in a hurry, unable to resist, and missed one or two, but it was those one or two who turned reality into fiction, or punched or slapped him, making him miserable.

It turns out that this is an application of illusion, when he first got Ling Bo Weibu, Zhang Xuanqing already knew that this was a "live" phantom array, just like the beggar gang's dog-fighting array, Shaolin's Arhat array, the all-true Tiangang Beidou array, and Wudang's Zhenwu Seven Interception Array, all of which were made of living people. It's just that at the beginning, he simply thought that in order to form a formation, he had to gather sixty-four people who could Lingbo Weibu, and he didn't think about combining illusions. Now seeing that Qiao Feng has been attacking Qiao Feng for a long time, he has an idea, thinking that anyway, the formation composed of Ling Bo micro-steps, the central meaning is still a "phantom" word, if one person makes it, and uses it to the extreme, he can already follow a phantom behind him; two people make it, it is four phantoms; three people have six paths, and four people have eight paths...... And so on, the more people who are formed and activated, the more phantoms will be created, so that the people in the formation will be dazzled and unable to distinguish between virtual and real. Therefore, under Qiao Feng's pressure, he thought of combining illusion with Ling Bo Weibu. Anyway, they all create phantoms, and they don't need to attack, so it doesn't matter if it's a real person or an illusion. Sure enough, it really made him make an overwhelming "self" figure, making Qiao Feng clumsy, difficult to resist, and I don't know if this is a blessing in disguise.

On the other side, Duan Yu was shocked and anxious when he saw that Qiao Feng's kung fu fell into disadvantage in the blink of an eye. He didn't know how Zhang Xuanqing became so impulsive, obviously he and Qiao Feng's words were all for his good, why did he still want to kill people? It just so happened that a figure of Zhang Xuanqing walked up to him, he hurriedly reached out to grab it, and shouted: "Zhang Daochang, be merciful, don't hurt my eldest brother!" Unexpectedly, what he grabbed was just a phantom, and without even stopping, the phantom passed through his hand and pounced on Qiao Feng again.

Duan Yu's heart became more and more anxious, and in a hurry, the true qi in his body was agitated, and it was sent out along the hand that he had time to retract in the future, sneering, and three invisible sword qi were sent out in a row. Then, while listening to the sound of four bubbles bursting, four phantoms were dissipated by his invisible sword qi, two of which were strung with sugar gourds.

I saw that the remaining sixty Zhang Xuanqing's figures were all in unison, and then turned his head and shouted: "Duan Yu, you are looking for death!" The figure flickered, and four more figures came out, making up for sixty-four. Immediately, half of it was divided, attacked Duan Yu, and pulled him into the battle group. (To be continued.) )