Martial Arts: at the Beginning of the Opening Mouth, Hi Yaoyue Was Forcibly Captured and Moved to Hu

When the last move, the dragon swinging its tail struck out, several five-clawed golden dragons formed from the condensation of internal force in front of him slammed into the distant hills.

In an instant, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and the roar was deafening.

Jiang Yuyan and Xiao Zhao were unbearable and both fell to the ground.

Huang Rong could barely hold on.

On the other hand, Hong Qigong couldn't wait to stare out his eyes, as if seeing a ghost in the daytime.

"call--"

"Finish work."

Zhu Yunlie's luck calmed down his qi and blood, as if he simply did a post-dinner exercise.

Isn't it the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon?

Going to elementary school is fast.

The unparalleled emperor boxing, which can be called the most tyrant in the world, learned it in three days.

Not to mention the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon.

Besides, there is the bonus of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, no matter how much effort Hong Qi has put in.

As long as he really used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, it would be difficult not to learn it.

In the devastated bamboo forest, needles can be heard falling, and there is a dead silence.

Jiang Yuyan and Xiao Zhao are very simple, the son didn't give any orders, so naturally he didn't speak.

But Huang Rong and Hong Qigong's hearts have been shaken unbearably, and the three views have been hit unprecedentedly.

"Seven, Seven... This is a good fight..." Huang Rong, who has always been quirky and eccentric, stammered for a long time before she could say a complete sentence.

“…”

Hong Qigong did not answer.

Or maybe he didn't hear what Huang Rong was saying at all.

Completely doubt life.

That kid didn't stop playing the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon.

And quite its essence and true meaning.

Especially the last three palms, completely out of the scope of cognition.

Although in comparison, the power of all-out shots is definitely not comparable to Hong Qigong.

But only in terms of meaning, form, and situation, it can be even better.

It can be said to be an enhanced version of the Super Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

At the moment, it is still in the Grandmaster state. That kid has to go to the Grandmaster and fight again. Is it okay?

Hong Qigong was horrified, and his hands uncontrollably performed the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon and the back three poses.

He couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head, why the power of those three palms increased tenfold.

It just so happened that Zhu Yunlie turned around.

Seeing this scene, I was directly happy, learning Hong Qigong's gestures, and teasingly said: "Hong Gang, is it that I am not playing standard?"

Hong Qigong knew that he was embarrassed and quickly retracted his hands.

It is rumored that the leader of the Nanbei Gang learned from others to beat the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and he should not be laughed at.

"Standards...more than standards..."

Hong Qigong really wants to say that what you hit is a fart, nothing.

But his own style and temperament made him not lie, let alone violate his conscience.

If it weren't for the power of the last three palms that surpassed the genuine one, the Hong Qi Guild would be [*]% sure that 'Zhu Xian' must have learned it before.

Otherwise it's simply not possible.

However, at this time, Hong Qigong no longer dared to think about stealing lessons.

See who steals the top martial arts and is more powerful than the main one in a short period of time?

How long has it been since 'Zhu Xian' was listed on the Tianjiao list?

If you practice day and night, it is not bad to be able to learn a trick seven, seven or eight.

So there is only one truth.

The aptitude of this kid is really out of the category of genius, and it is no exaggeration to describe him as not a mortal.

Seeing 'Zhu Xian''s small eyes all the time on the dog stick, Hong Qigong was jolted and instantly sobered up, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

"As a highly respected senior and strong in the arena, Gang Leader Hong has always followed his words and won't go back on his words, right?"

"Uh...hehe...haha..." Hong Qigong hurriedly made a haha, with a warm and innocent smile.

"Why is Zhu Shaoxia being polite? Since we are still friends with Rong'er, we are all from our own family. It's not an exaggeration to call the old beggar the seventh prince. Gang Leader Hong sounds strange."

Hong Qigong perfectly explained what the speed of changing faces is.

Seamless connection, change when you say it.

Just now, he still looks like he can make a steady profit, and you will win if you hit me.

Now directly start to set up a relationship.

She didn't care at all that Huang Rong was speechless when she heard the phrase 'good friends'.

"That's it." Zhu Yunlie didn't mind either, his eyes never took his eyes off the dog stick. "There will be time to get close to Qigong in the future. Why don't we talk about the dog stick first?"

Hong Qigong's expression suddenly became anxious.

I wonder if this kid did it on purpose?

Speaking of which, what does it mean?

For the Northern and Southern Beggar Gang of the Song Dynasty, the dog-fighting stick is a treasure that must not be lost.

Since the founder of the gang, he has always been a token of the beggar gang leader.

Even if the beggar gang is huge, after being divided into the north and the south beggar gang for the convenience of management, it is limited to ten years, and it is controlled alternately in the hands of the two gang leaders of the north and south beggar gang.

Seeing that the ten-year deadline is approaching, and the dog-beating stick cannot be handed over by then, Qiao Feng of the Northern Beggar Gang will not be stunned?

Moreover, even if the time limit is not reached, the dog-fighting stick cannot change hands in the hands of the Southern Beggar Gang, otherwise it will be sorry for the ancestors of the past dynasties.

The more Hong Qigong thought about it, the more helpless he became.

I thought that I was greedy and made a mistake at the beginning, but it finally calmed down and solved it.

Now, because of gluttony, he also made a bet on dog sticks.

Sorry.

Sorry for the first time.

That's it.

Hong Qigong didn't hesitate. Seeing the cooking knife next to him, he held it in his palm, and the kitchen knife flew upside down.

"The dog-fighting stick is a treasure of the town gang that cannot be lost. My hometown goes back on its words and knows it's wrong, so I chop off a finger. I have the right to make amends and owe Zhu Shaoxia a favor. If there is a dispatch in the future, I will do anything."

If you say chop, chop, the kitchen knife cuts off suddenly.

Ding--

Crisp and pleasant.

A folding fan blocked the blade.

Zhu Yunlie smiled and said, "Qigong, isn't it just a stick? For me, it's more convenient. If you make it clear in advance, I'll change the bet. I won't cut my fingers."

The main reason is that cutting your fingers completely hurts others and is not good for yourself.

It will also cause unnecessary infamy.

Hundreds of harms but no benefit.

Hong Qigong is so talented, how can he not understand this kid's intentions ......

It sounds nice.

After knowing your identity, you still insist on using the dog stick as a bet. Can you kid not know its importance?

"It's better to cut the old beggars."

"It's okay, I really don't want it anymore."

"Really not?"

"Then cut it."

"Zhu Shaoxia is really a heroic boy! From the first time I saw you, the old beggar knew that you were approachable!"

"But you have to owe me two favors."

"It's better to cut the old beggars."

"Anyway, I'm going to hit the dog stick after I cut it."

"I owe, I owe! I said that there can be no more favors between the two!"

Watching the old man and the young man haggling wildly, Huang Rong and the others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Although the picture is very happy, the discussion is really not small.

Seriously. Seriously.

And Zhu Yunlie was very satisfied with this result.

Compared with the dog stick or something, I enjoy the joy of bargaining with Hong Qigong.

Being able to take advantage of a beggar boss is not something anyone can do.

"Can you tell me, how did you learn it?" Huang Rong pulled Zhu Yunlie aside, her eyes full of curiosity.

seeing is believing.