The wind is fierce, the clouds are moving, and the fighting spirit is fierce. The sun shines in winter, and the two figures meet in the air, instantly dazzling the audience.

Fighting, the internal qi is wild, and a secret force shakes the void. Pan Dao picked up the stars and attacked, and the blessing of innate skills was also powerful, and the two martial arts were both peerless levels, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind howling. Qiao Feng remained silent, and slapped the dragon snatcher, although it was a self-created martial art, but it was also very strong.

The two of them exchanged hands, their internal qi trembled, Pan Dao's figure fell immediately, the gap in the realm was too big, and the strength of the star picker was not enough to fight against the dragon snatcher, but he seemed to have expected it, and after his body fell, his luck flipped and fell calmly, and he stepped out of thin air to catch the moon, and took a few steps back with his strength before he looked at the approaching enemy.

Qiao Feng leaped forward, slashed his palm, and a strong wind swept across Pan Dao's face. Pan Dao's eyes were firm, his body did not retreat but advanced, and he struck sideways to make the Dao Divine Fist of the innate power run, the fist power was invincible, and the fist intent was reincarnated, when there was a ghost and god shock.

The young man learns art, grows up to be a hero, and the past emerges one after another, the compassion of his parents, the repentance of his teacher, and the cause of righteousness. Qiao Feng watched coldly, his heart was firm, his eyes were slightly closed, he opened them, the essence flashed, Taizu's long fist was domineering, the fist was vibrating, and the internal breath was powerful and invincible.

Pan Dao didn't dare to take it hard, his body moved quickly to bully the fist wind, and the moon step was exquisite, and then the Great Dao Divine Fist hit again, "The big dream reincarnation is over, and the tears flow first after speechlessness." "Big dream reincarnation boxing, to love to sex, no one has regrets under the boxing method.

Qiao Feng's internal strength runs the meridians of the whole body, holding his breath and concentrating on the influence of his fist intent, the dragon snatching hand turned into a palm, and slapped it in the air with one palm, "I, Qiao Feng, am an upright person, do things brightly, worthy of the teachings of my parents and worthy of the expectations of my master." For the beggars and brothers, the righteous words are the first, and the two ribs are inserted into the knife, and they are also fair and strict and meticulous for the colleagues in the rivers and lakes. What about the reincarnation of big dreams, my body is right, my heart is right, naturally fearless, and there is no terror. ”

When Pan Dao heard Qiao Feng's words, he couldn't help but nod secretly in admiration, but the warring sides couldn't tolerate half a point. His Great Dao Divine Fist faced the air, and the power of his fist turned into a form to smash the dragon snatcher that came, and his internal qi was boundless, and he was already extraordinary.

Qiao Feng arrived lightly and slapped a palm close to his body, which was plain but also powerful. Pan Dao's eyes narrowed, and he immediately punched out, it was still a big dream reincarnation fist style, and the strongest attack protected his body. The two exchanged fists. The internal qi penetrated the body, and Pan Dao a mouthful of blood overflowed the corners of his mouth, and his body retreated backwards.

Facing each other in the air, the two qi machines pulled each other. No one has let go. Pan Dao wiped the blood from his mouth, and his eyes flashed with excitement, even if he had done his best, the strongest attack Dao Divine Fist did not move Qiao Feng in the slightest. But the fighting spirit in my heart has not diminished.

Qiao Feng did not move, standing proudly opposite, looking at the young opponent. is also admiring in my heart, I don't have such a strong combat power at this age. "Dadaozi, give me the truth, you really don't want to go back to the beggar gang with me. ”

Pan Dao couldn't understand why Qiao Feng always wanted to take himself back to the beggar gang instead of killing himself, even the most righteous person should not be so pedantic. With the grievances between the beggars and the Nakshatra faction, there shouldn't be so many chances, although Pan Dao is also afraid of death, but he still wants to find out.

"Qiao Feng, why do you always want to bring me back to the beggar gang? I don't think I'm worth the risk you take, my heart is not quiet, so naturally I can't be stable. Pan Dao stared at his eyes, hoping to see Qiao Feng's thoughts.

Qiao Feng had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his square face was resolute and strong, and he was not surprised by Pan Dao's question, "First, I appreciate you and think that your heart is not bad." The second is at the request of the ruthless brothers, it seems that Six Doors needs you, so I hope you can go back with me. Qiao Feng said, as for agreeing or not, it depends on Pan Dao's own choice.

Six doors, merciless. Pan Dao secretly thought that it should have something to do with Zhuge Zheng and me, but he had only rejected Shen Hou not long ago, how could his disciple find him again so quickly. "No, I said that I have already refused even the mention of Zhuge Shenhou, how can there be any disciples from him who come to ask for it. So when have you ever seen Ruthless?"

Qiao Feng didn't expect Pan Dao to really refuse Zhuge Zhengme, but it's nothing, just keep the people who want to protect it, as for the rest, why bother. "Yes, I saw Ruthless in the Northwest a month ago, you should know that this matter must be clear, why don't you stop here, how about you follow me?"

"Thank you very much, but I can't agree. Pan Dao shook his head, he firmly did not agree. Qiao Feng was not surprised, but said, "Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to do it." ”

Pan Dao waited intently, he knew that Qiao Feng was really going to move, once the opponent did his best, he would be able to hold out for a few rounds. For the temptation just now, Pan Dao had exhausted his means, but Qiao Feng had not, and his eighteen dragon descending palms had not yet been used. What to do?

Qiao Feng made a move, and when he got serious, he was incomparably powerful, and the splitting palm came in a blink of an eye, and the amazing palm wind cut sharply. Pan Dao suddenly felt bad, his body quickly turned around to avoid it, and the Great Dream Reincarnation of the Great Dao Divine Fist was violently struck, and the fist intent shook the space.

The palm wind of splitting the empty palm was slightly weak, but this was not Qiao Feng's real attack, I saw Qiao Daxia follow up with light skills, and the dragon snatcher grabbed Pan Dao, and the big hand like steel and iron reached out to his shoulder. Pan Dao Dameng's reincarnation fist blasted out and knew the plan, but the difference in the innate realm made it difficult for him to judge the strength of Qiao Feng's attack, and he didn't have time to regret it, he gritted his teeth, and the star picker on his right arm also hit, and his left hand was even more accumulated, and the finger strength of a yang finger was condensed.

Boom, the star-picking hand and the dragon snatcher clashed, Pan Dao's arm was dislocated in an instant, and a supreme huge force was shocked, which was unbearable. However, Pan Dao's will was amazing after all, regardless of the injury of his right hand, his left hand shot out in the shape of the Juyi Yang Finger, and his strength was volleying in the air.

Yiyang pointed at a close range as a killing move, fast and hidden, but in Qiao Feng's eyes, it was nothing, his body turned at an incredible angle, he raised his head and avoided it, and his hair rippled. Pan Dao missed the blow and immediately retreated, and then Qiao Feng's combat experience was as sufficient, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descending finally appeared, and the aura of Ruijin flashed indifferently.

The dragon's groan shattered the void, Qiao Feng's eighteen palms of dragon descent hit Pan Dao's chest, although the golden palm only produced a few layers of strength, it was not something that Pan Dao could undertake now, so his body flew out like a broken straw, and blood sprayed from his mouth.

Pan Dao barely got up, he endured the pain and connected several points around his body, covered his right arm with his left hand and twisted it vigorously to restore the dislocated hand, his eyes looked directly at Qiao Feng, and the cold sweat on his forehead broke out, and the pain was unbearable.

What is this, defeat with just one move. Is the innate strength really so strong, or is it that Qiao Feng's strength has surpassed too many innate masters. Pan Dao recalled the battle just now, only to find that even if he had too many moves, it was useless, the gap in internal qi was always difficult to make up, Qiao Feng only needed to break the skill with strength, and the victory would not be his own.

Although the innate power is strong, his realm is low, and his internal strength is insufficient. Even if there are subtle moves such as Yang Finger, Star Picking Hand, Great Dao Divine Fist, etc., they are still beautiful but useless while not having the strength to play. Qiao Feng's internal strength is sufficient, even if it is an ordinary splitting palm, it is not something he can hard-connect, not to mention the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Qiao Feng didn't deceive himself, and he didn't bother to kill the killer ruthlessly, after all, it was not a life-and-death rival. And it can be seen from his attitude towards Pan Dao that he has no murderous intent, on the one hand, he is certainly Aicai, and on the other hand, he promised to be ruthless and hand over Pan Dao to the six doors.

Pan Dao's innate skills were running at full strength, and he was seriously injured, and he didn't forget to think about how to get out, but the cruelty of reality ruthlessly told him that it was difficult this time. Pan Dao stared at Qiao Feng walking step by step, his heart was ruthless, the long sword on his back returned to his hand again, and the momentum of his whole body exploded.

Qiao Feng was stunned, feeling a little dangerous, but on the surface, he didn't care too much, and the martial artist's instinct told him that it would only be a little thrilling. However, Qiao Feng was always a cautious person, so he looked at Pan Dao intently, and the true qi in his body was running wildly.

Come on, Pan Dao thought inwardly, the final blow. (To be continued......)