There are many people in the Hero Conference, and the passage is already narrow, and the Golden Wheel Kung Fu is good at strength, and the moves are not what he is good at, so in a small place, the fight is extremely uncomfortable, and the monk's robe has been broken in a few places by Dugu's sword qi.

"Good, good, good!"

"Well played, good fight!"

The crowd of heroes applauded, and the martial madman made a big fuss in the rivers and lakes, although many people did not want to see him, but he was still a person from the Central Plains, and in the face of national righteousness, personal grievances were naturally put aside.

"Wait!" Jin Lun took a step back and broke away from the battle circle.

Dugu didn't pursue when he was defeated, squinting his eyes: "What?"

"I can't show it here, dare I go to the stage to fight!"

There is a high platform in front of the Hero Conference, which was specially built by Huang Rong, and this time to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance, it is naturally indispensable to use force.

"Okay!" Dugu is very confident in seeking defeat, and he is not verbose, and he is on tiptoe, and the person has already flown to the high platform.

"What a light effort!"

Another compliment.

"Well, that monk, you can't be afraid, right?"

"If you're scared, get back!"

When Jin Lun heard these mocking voices, anger appeared on his face, and he let out a low shout, and the person also jumped up and stepped on the competition platform, shaking a piece of flying ash.

The group of heroes were stunned for a moment, quieted down, and thought in their hearts, this barbarian monk's kung fu is really powerful.

Huang Rong and Guo Jing glanced at each other, moved a step, and asked in a low voice beside Qin Feng, "Daoist Qin, what do you think of the victory?" Huang Rong had great confidence in this martial madman in her heart, but after watching the two of them fight just now, she naturally saw that this martial madman could gain the upper hand because of the geographical advantage, and now that she has changed to a wide martial arts platform, this advantage is naturally gone.

"Don't worry, Brother Dugu, oh. That is what you call a martial madman, and he will definitely win. Qin Feng smiled, he could see at a glance that Dugu's internal strength had risen sharply, he hadn't seen it for a year, he had cultivated martial arts with war, and what he had lost had slowly recovered, and when the internal force was superior, how could he lose.

Listening to Qin Feng's words, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, at this time, if this martial madman is defeated, it will indeed be a big blow to the momentum of the Central Plains heroes.

Huo Du's eyes kept staring at Qin Feng, and he didn't dare to move, now that his master was fighting with others, he was still weaker than the mortal, Huo Du's mind was already full of cold sweat, and he had been thinking about a way to escape.

Let's talk about the field.

King Jinlun has a favorable geographical position, and he does not support it. Hurriedly held the golden wheel in his hand.

"Hero, take the sword!" A sword was thrown into Dugu's hand from the field, it was Yang Guo.

Dugu glanced at Yang Guo, and a smile suddenly appeared on his expressionless face: "Boy." Thank you very much. ”

"Be careful!" Yang Guo's face changed greatly, it turned out that the golden wheel had thrown out a silver iron ring, followed by two rings, and the golden wheel itself had double rings on the left and right. also jumped over.

Dugu did not panic when seeking defeat, smiled at Yang Guo, and drew his sword. Soaring into the sky.

"Awesome!" "Awesome!" is the same Dugu Nine Swords, in the hands of different people, the power exerted is completely different, if it is said that the Dugu Nine Swords are in the hands of Ling Hu Chong, it is the pinnacle of mortal martial arts, then in the hands of Dugu seeking defeat, it has become a miracle, and even, more than the flying immortals outside the sky.

As soon as the sword came out, the gods and ghosts were invincible, and the three flywheels didn't even stick to Dugu's clothes for defeat, and they were already forced back by the sword qi.

"What!" Jinlun's offensive was blocked by his own golden wheel, and three wheels flew in, directly sealing the Jinlun's advance and retreat.

The sword flew up, descending from the sky, straight towards the head of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Ahh

It's a pity, but the mantis arm is used as a car, as if blocked, but it is not blocked after all.

Dugu Qiu fell down in defeat and threw the sword back: "Good sword." ”

Plants and trees can be swords, and this rather delicate long sword is naturally also a sword, an artifact and a wooden weapon, and there is no difference in Dugu's defeat.

The sword had just fallen into Yang Guo's hand, and the golden wheel had already fallen, and the Mongolian national teacher, a generation of masters, died under the sword of Dugu seeking defeat.

"Good!"

"Good martial arts, good swordsmanship!"

The group was silent at first, and then cheered loudly.

Darba rushed up, hugged the body of the golden wheel, and cried loudly.

"You can be considered filial, take his body away. Dugu begged for defeat and looked at Darba, a big man, crying so sadly, but also a little touched.

Darba didn't understand Chinese, so Nahuo hurriedly came up to help him translate.

Darba saluted Dugu and walked away with the golden wheel.

"I didn't let you go. Qin Feng came up slowly and clicked on Huo Du's acupoint.

Darba was uneasy, and retreated with the body of the golden wheel in his arms, but he didn't even notice Huo Du's whereabouts, poor Huo Du couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to, so he could only look directly at Darba's back, wanting to cry without tears.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and were about to speak, but the matter was not over.

Dugu stood on the stage and looked at Qin Feng: "Brother Qin, please advise." There was a sense of war in his eyes.

"Congratulations. Qin Feng saw that Dugu's defeat had recovered to its peak, and he was happy from his heart, and smiled slightly, and the person had already jumped to the high platform.

Guo Jing hurriedly said: "Two, why are you doing this?"

Dugu didn't pay attention to Guo Jing, but looked at Qin Feng and said expectantly: "Qingyun, I wanted to be with you for a while." ”

Everyone only thought that Dugu was crying for defeat and shouting Qingyun, referring to Qingyun's descendants, but they didn't know that Dugu was shouting for defeat and shouting Qingyun, which was Qin Feng in front of him, and the former Qingyun Daozun.

"Brother Dugu was invincible a hundred years ago, and I want to be with you for a while. Qin Feng also laughed.

Dugu nodded for defeat, he was invincible in the world, and then trapped in Kunlun Mountain for nearly a hundred years, a body of internal force slowly dissolved invisible, it took two years to find it again, the internal force was not only not weaker than before, but several times more pure, above the way of the sword, but also returned to the basics, it can be said that at this time, Dugu sought defeat, has exceeded the former Dugu defeat, to the real subversion.

The two nodded, and didn't say much, Dugu sought defeat like a sword, and a sword like the wind.

Qin Feng people do not move, steady as a mountain, unchanged. Controlling all changes, this is the best way to play for Dugu to seek defeat.

Dugu snorted sullenly, and his several swordsmanship moves were all invisible.

"Hahaha, okay, such a fun thing, how can I miss my old naughty boy!" With a gray beard and tattered clothes, the old naughty boy Zhou Botong arrived and swung his fist at Qin Feng. He watched the audience for a long time, and he was already itching, but now that Qin Feng was able to defeat Dugu Qiu, he hurriedly came up and joined in the fun.

"Old naughty boy, Zhou Botong!" was another exclamation from the audience.

"Brother Zhou is here too!" Guo Jing's face became tangled.

"Good!" Qin Feng laughed, not worried but happy, his fists turned into palms, palms turned into fingers, countless moves. The mysteries came out frequently, and one person pressed these two masters, and retreated again and again.

Qin Feng still felt that it was not enough, so he grabbed it in the air: "Old beggar." Come and teach me too!"

Hong Qigong was caught on the stage by Qin Feng in the air, and in the exclamations of the audience, he was helpless at first, and finally smiled freely: "Okay." I've always called Hanako, so I'm here to see and see, the magic of the Qingyun Sage!"

"Seven Princes!" Huang Rong and Guo Jing snorted, their eyes full of horror. Qin Feng fought two masters alone, and he could still force Hong Qigong out of the air, this kind of martial arts is simply, invincible in the world, perhaps, invincible in the world is already indescribable.

The dragon roared, the two dragons competed for the pearls, and Hong Qigong's martial arts made progress.

"A good move to descend the dragon and eighteen palms. Qin Feng slapped left and right and forced back Dugu and Zhou Botong.

After forcing the two of them back, they also punched in the air, and everyone saw a dazzling light in front of them.

The legend is that it is the fist of the Buddha, which is the first punch in the world, and now it has been modified by Qin Feng and refined into his own thing.

"What a domineering fist!" "Descending the dragon eighteen palms to the yang of the gang, this is the first time that Hong Qigong has been forcibly suppressed in this aspect.

"Brother Guo, Gang Leader Huang, why don't you also come to teach?" Qin Feng punched Hong Qigong in vain, and sent an invitation to Guo Jing and Huang Rong on the field.

"This?" Guo Jing hesitated.

"Since Daoist Qin sincerely invited, my husband and wife are not welcome. Huang Rong suddenly laughed: "Brother Jing, this competition is definitely famous, we can't miss it!"

"Okay!" Guo Jing gritted his teeth: "Brother Qin, be careful!"

Eighteen palms of the dragon descend, beating the dog stick method. Two beggar gang masteries have joined the battlefield, and there is also a Peach Blossom Island master.

Qin Feng didn't care about the five masters at that time, it was often Qin Feng who passed with one move, and the person who was attacked had to use a few moves to resist, or pull away from it.

Such a grand battle simply shocked everyone's spirits, and those who came to participate in the hero conference were all attentive, afraid of missing such a wonderful duel.

Gongsun Lucao looked at Qin Feng's god-like demeanor, and the love in his eyes was already difficult to hide: "Brother Qin!"

There is also Yang Guo, looking at Qin Feng's demeanor, it is difficult to say worship.

Lu Wushuang looked at Qin Feng in the corner, his eyes were complicated, admiration, gratitude, worship, and even some unclear feelings.

Cheng Ying had already sensed her sister's thoughts, glanced at Lu Wushuang, and sighed in her heart, how could such a fairy be able to look down on a worldly girl like me.

There are also more complicated moods, that is, the two of them, the two of them, they glanced at each other, and they both saw the despair in each other's eyes, and revenge was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Guo Fu, who was beside Yang Guo, was looking forward to it, looking at Qin Feng's god-like martial arts, looking forward to the gift that Qin Feng said.

There are also Li Daotong and Yang Qinghao, they glanced at each other and nodded, this person is definitely a descendant of the saint, or in other words, there is half a chance, this person is the Qingyun saint.

Dugu begged for defeat and tried again and again, but all of them were in vain, and his heart was shocked, and sure enough, the Qingyun Sage, invincible, gritted his teeth, and suddenly a sword appeared in his hand, or the phantom of a sword, but this sharp sword qi told everyone that this sword can kill people.

Dugu Qiu Defeat shouted, and the phantom of this sword suddenly swelled and turned into a giant sword, and Dugu Qiu Defeat's whole person also entered this sword.

The unity of man and sword is not a lie.

The fierce sword aura made everyone take a step back, except for Qin Feng, of course.

"What a strong sword qi!" Hong Qigong's face was solemn, and he was a little worried about Qin Feng.

"It's fun, it's fun!" Although Zhou Botong smiled, his serious solemnity was no less.

"Brother Jing, retreat!" Huang Rong hurriedly pulled Guo Jing back.

"Brother Qin!" Guo Jing shouted, hoping that Qin Feng would be careful.

The strongest sword is not vain, this sword contains Dugu's lifelong sword experience, a lifetime of sword intent, and the internal strength of the whole body.

Qin Feng's face was full of righteousness, this sword could already cause damage to himself, and the internal force of decades coupled with this fierce sword intent was enough to destroy everything.

If Qin Feng dodged over, I am afraid that except for those masters, it would be difficult to survive, and besides, this sword was exactly what Qin Feng wanted, how could Qin Feng hide.

The sword goes, the man leaves.

Dugu had already attached everything to the sword, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, panting, looking ahead, and an inaudible voice: "Qingyun, don't let me down!"

Of course, Qin Feng would not let him down.

It's just that Qin Feng didn't become a little golden man, of course, he wasn't a little yellow man, but he became a little green man.

Qin Feng's blood was originally golden yellow, but now it has turned cyan, and there is something similar to gold dust in it, and at this moment, Qin Feng has reached the true strongest state.

And pointed into a sword, one finger up, until it touched the tip of the sword.

"What!" Dugu watched his sword intent slowly dissipate, or rather, not dissipate, but slowly merged into Qin Feng's body.

It was the internal force, the idea, not the entity, so this gave Qin Feng an advantage.

Vajra is not bad and the Dafa of absorbing power are complementary to each other, and the combined force of the two has already made Qin Feng achieve the real Vajra is not bad, both inside and outside.

The giant sword that Dugu sought defeat was already half of it, and the rest had slowly melted into Qin Feng's body.

Smooth, but dangerous and abnormal, if it weren't for Qin Feng's deep internal strength, if he was not careful, he would have to die with sword qi piercing his heart.

For Qin Feng and Dugu Qiuqiu, this world is very long, but for others, it seems to be a matter of a moment.

"Who are you?"

"Li Taibai, who are you. ”

"Dugu seeks defeat. ”

"You are a good sword. ”

"Unfortunately, I can't compare to you. ”

"You are me, I am you. ”

"Well, you're right. ”

Li Taibai is Qin Feng, Ye Gucheng is Qin Feng, Ximen Blowing Snow is also Qin Feng, and now, Dugu's defeat has also become Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's swordsmanship is a fusion of hundreds of schools, swordsmanship, Taoism, fisting, palming, legs, removing dross, extracting essence, everything is integrated into Qin Feng's swordsmanship.

"Brother Dugu, thank you. Qin Feng helped Dugu to seek defeat, he was Qin Feng's biggest gain in the sword path after the Taibai Sword Sutra.

"Brother Dugu's swordsmanship, have you chosen a name? ”

"Nope. ”

"Why don't you call it Dugu Nine Swords?"

"Dugu Nine Swords, okay, it's called Dugu Nine Swords!Hahaha, farewell!"

Dugu Qiu defeated the internal strength passed on by Qin Feng, and he had recovered a lot, and he laughed and retreated.

(Happy New Year!) )