Chapter 140: The Nineteenth Palm
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Qiao Feng saw the ground, like a goshawk, he counterattacked at Gu Mozhi, and the Northern Spiritual Skill was urged. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"The dragon wags its tail!"
With a burst of applause, both palms came out together, one after the other, and the first palm instantly bombarded with Gu Mozhi's fist, and the second palm immediately came and slapped Gu Mozhi's chest.
Boom! Boom!
Two loud bangs sounded almost at the same time, and a strong air flow was blown, blowing the sand and gravel within a radius of more than ten meters in all directions, and many hit the onlookers, and the wails continued for a while. And the two people who were fighting also retreated a dozen times each, stepping out of shallow pits on the ground.
Seeing this scene, everyone around them was stunned and began to discuss.
"Oh my God! Is this a battle between first-class masters? It's really powerful. Qiao Feng is worthy of being a hero in the world, and he doesn't know what realm his skills have reached. ”
"It is natural that Qiao Feng's skill is high, but this Gu Mozhi is not bad, he will not fall under the attack of the eighteen palms of the dragon, it seems that in today's battle, it is difficult to say who will kill the deer. ”
"Tut-tut! Fortunately, Qiao Feng made a move, if it was the Lingyun monk, I guess I would have fallen to the ground and injured at this moment, maybe it would have become a four. The skill of this Tubo national teacher, the Central Plains martial arts can only be matched by Qiao Feng. ”
“............”
Chu Yao smiled faintly, ignoring the comments of these people, and looked at the two people in the battle, both of whom expressed their appreciation for the strength they showed. Especially Qiao Feng, at this moment, compared to when he first met, his skill has increased more than three times, and Chu Yao can see that Qiao Feng has not gone all out.
After the dust dissipated, Gu Mozhi patted his robe and looked at Qiao Feng and said, "The dragon swings its tail? If the little monk is not mistaken, this is the eighteenth palm of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and it is also a move to win in danger." Qiao gang leader, he used this trick at the beginning, and he was broken by the little monk, it seems that the chance of the little monk winning today is still relatively large. ”
Qiao Feng smiled faintly and said: "King Ming's skill progress has really opened Qiao Feng's eyes, but if you want to win, I'm afraid it's not that easy." King Ming, the temptation has passed, and it's time to make real efforts. ”
Hearing this, the people around him almost stared out of their eyes. The fierce attack just now was just a temptation? Oh my God! How high is the skill of these two people? Looking at the entire martial arts, how many people can catch their moves just now? It is really more popular than people, and the gap is really too big.
Gu Mozhi put away his smile, urged the internal force to the commanding heights, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Qiao Feng. And Qiao Feng had also improved the Northern Spiritual Skill to the extreme, and his eyes also fell on Gu Mozhi's body.
"Arhat is coming!"
"The dragon is in the sky!"
The two of them opened their mouths almost at the same time, and at the same time raised their hands to pounce on their opponents, and in the blink of an eye, they were intertwined, fists to palms, and in just a few breaths, the two had already exchanged twenty or thirty moves. And this time, they didn't retreat, looking for each other's weaknesses in the moves, while making sure they didn't show their flaws.
"Ssangyong absorbs water!"
"Vajra Palm!"
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Hitting from the ground to the air, and back to the ground from the air, the confrontation between the two masters has not stopped, and everywhere they passed, they were all flying sand and rocks, and the sky was full of dust. The crowd of onlookers also hurriedly retreated, so as not to be hit by the flying sand and gravel again, making enough room for the two masters to fight.
Bang bang bang......
You advance and I retreat, you retreat and I fight, both of them will show what they have learned without safety and give full play to it.
However, due to the fact that the speed of the two of them is very fast, and the dust flying in the sky also obscures part of the vision, few people can see clearly how the two people are fighting, only know that it is very intense, only to see the two figures in the air and the ground back and forth switching positions, constantly making moves and dismantling moves.
However, Chu Yao saw these very clearly, and he also gained a lot from them, and felt that his wind sword was slowly evolving, and there was a tendency to form a second move. This is the biggest gain from watching the masters' moves, and it is also the purpose of Chu Yao's watching the battle.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the two people in the battle finally separated again, this time they retreated more than twenty steps back to stabilize their bodies, the corners of their mouths hung with a faint bloodstain, beads of sweat rolled down from their foreheads, and it seemed that they were injured to a certain extent. However, Gu Mozhi laughed, and Zhang Shi looked at Qiao Feng after spitting out the blood in his mouth.
"Gang Master Qiao, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are really powerful, and the little monk today is not going to understand it. But ......" Gu Mozhi smiled faintly and said: "There are too few palm moves, eighteen moves from beginning to end, and now the Qiao gang leader has fully used it." But the little monk still has a lot of martial arts that have not yet been practiced. Qiao gang leader, the little monk has won today, hahaha......"
Qiao Feng wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said with a faint smile: "King Ming, it's too early to say victory." The eighteen palms of the dragon descended before there were only eighteen palms, but recently Qiao has made some progress and realized the nineteenth palm, and has not had the opportunity to show it. ”
Hearing Qiao Feng say this, the surrounding crowd was stunned again. How can there be a nineteenth palm in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending? Aren't they all only eighteen moves? The nineteenth palm that Qiao Feng realized can really be called the eighteen palms of the dragon descending? If there is really such a move, how will the power be displayed?
Looking forward to it, everyone, including Chu Yao, is looking forward to it. However, Gu Mozhi was an exception, his smile had froze at this time, and he looked at Qiao Feng in a daze, his mouth moved, but he never said a word.
In the battle just now, Gu Mozhi realized the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, if it weren't for his extensive martial arts in the world over the years, it is estimated that he would not be able to beat Qiao Feng to finish a set of palm techniques. If there is really a nineteenth palm, Kumachi doesn't know if he can catch it. After all, he has studied the previous eighteen palms, and has the corresponding cracking moves, but the nineteenth palm, how to crack it?
He was stunned in his heart, but Gu Mozhi would definitely not show weakness on his mouth, he snorted coldly and said: "Eighteen palms of dragon descending, there are only eighteen moves since they were created, where did the nineteenth palm come from? Qiao gang leader, the little monk is not a three-year-old child, how can he believe the nonsense you say? If there really is, then make it come out, and the little monk will follow!"
"It's a pity that you can't catch it. Qiao Feng opened his mouth indifferently, and urged all the Northern Spiritual Skill to be opened, and his clothes were windless.
At this time, I saw Qiao Feng's palms spread out, and there was a slow and fast cross-dance. At the beginning, everyone could see that Qiao Feng was casting the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending from the first move backwards, but when he performed the tenth move, he couldn't see how his hands were dancing. He only saw a dazzling white ball of light light up in front of his chest, and kept absorbing the energy in the air.
"This is ......" Gu Mozhi was dumbfounded, his face became more and more nervous, he could clearly feel that the light cluster that Qiao Feng had inspired at this time had terrifying destructive power, and it was difficult for him to catch it. What's even more terrifying is that the energy of this light cluster continues to strengthen.