Except for the leader of the Beggar Sect in history, outsiders almost don’t know the name Qiao Feng, even the disciples of the Beggar Sect.

The old naughty boy was surprised: "Is it because the ninth generation leader of the Beggars' Sect was resurrected and killed Ouyang Ke?"

Everyone: "..."

It was not the first time that Hong Qigong had experienced the strange thoughts of the old naughty boy, and he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Of course not. According to the news sent back by the Beggar Gang disciples, he was a young man, probably with the same name and surname. Qiao Feng entered the Zhao Prince's Mansion, on the surface, to surrender, but in fact he was to eliminate harm to the people.

The five masters recruited by Wanyan Honglie were killed one by one by him. It is unknown how the other four died, but Ouyang Ke, the disciple of my Beggars' Sect seemed to have expected Ouyang Ke to come when he saw Qiao Feng leading tens of thousands of golden soldiers at the gate of Daxing Prefecture."

I was wrong and I actually ignored the beggar... Situ Qing made a lot of calculations, but he still missed it.

The mutton in front of me is no longer fragrant.

It's boring.

Hong Qigong's words made Huang Rong recall the Daxing Mansion of the Jin Kingdom several months ago. She subconsciously glanced at Situ Qing and couldn't help but say, "Seven Duke, there is a follow-up, right?"

Hong Qigong looked at Huang Rong meaningfully and smiled: "Old beggar only knows that Qiao Feng kidnapped a beautiful girl, went to Xiangyang, and went to Xiangxi."

really.

Huang Rong raised the corner of her mouth and confirmed her guess. What Hong Qigong said was not passing by here, but came to find them specifically.

The old naughty boy blinked and shouted, "Old beggar, do you know where Qiao Feng is? The old naughty boy wants to become a sworn brother in his life."

"Old naughty boy, what are you playing with?" Hong Qigong was stunned. He said that he was a young man, and you were still sworn brothers with him, and you were not afraid of jokes.

The old naughty boy didn't care about those things and smiled and said, "Qiao Feng killed the little poison, and the old naughty boy missed him."

Situ Qing: "......"

Puchi!

Huang Rong laughed happily and couldn't help laughing.

Because on Peach Blossom Island, the old naughty boy mentioned that he wanted to become a sworn brotherhood with Situ Qing. He came again today. It was really a fate between the two.

Hong Qigong smiled helplessly.

Only the old naughty boy looked confused and said blankly: "Little girl, why are you laughing at? What's wrong with me wanting to become a sworn brother with him? What's so funny about this?"

Ying Gu probably saw something next to her, pulled the old naughty boy, and whispered: "Will the person you want to be sworn brothers Situ?"

The old naughty boy widened his eyes.

He looked at Situ Qing with an incredible look on his face.

"How is it possible? One is called Qiao Feng and the other is called Situ Qing..." The old naughty boy suddenly realized, "I understand, fake name, use other people's names, Situ brothers, you are hiding so deeply. Your name is Qiao Feng, right?"

Situ Qing: "......"

Everyone laughed loudly.

Hong Qigong smiled so hard that his stomach hurt, and he bowed slightly, "The old beggar has convinced the old naughty boy today."

After some jokes, the old naughty boy also learned that Qiao Feng was Situ Qing's pseudonym, which was used to deceive outsiders.

Hong Qigong didn't take Qiao Feng seriously, but thought he had just repeated it with a pseudonym. After all, after so many years, who would know what happened hundreds of years ago?

Situ Qing also had to admire the well-informed Beggars' Sect, so he should pay attention to these beggars in the future. He pondered for a moment: "Senior Hong, you probably didn't pass by here."

"Boy Situ is so smart. Yes, I'm here to find you specifically. I want to tell you that Ouyang Feng has come to Central Plains, so you must be careful."

There was a smile on the corner of Hong Qigong's lips, and he looked at Situ Qing with admiration. It seemed that he liked his style very much.

The old naughty boy said, "Old beggar, your worries are unnecessary. My Situ brothers are very skilled in martial arts, and the old poison is no match for them at all."

"Old naughty boy, you are telling jokes again." Hong Qigong said funny. It was not that he despises Situ Qing, but that Ouyang Feng has been famous for a long time, and he is also a master of his generation, and he is one of the five great masters in the world.

The old naughty boy glared: "If you don't believe me, I'll tell my brother to fight you."

Hey hey hey hey, when will we become brothers? Situ Qing looked helpless, but when he learned that Ouyang Feng was looking for him, he couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

He was worried about whether to go to Baituo Mountain in the Western Regions.

"Thank you, Senior Hong, for your advice."

People come here to report the message, and I must thank you.

Seeing that the old naughty boy was particularly serious and didn't seem to tell lies, Hong Qigong's eyes narrowed and he also took seriously. He looked up and down at Situ Qing and smiled, "Boy Situ, are you interested in fighting with the old beggar?"

Situ Qing was also polite and kind: "It is a boy's honor to be able to compete with Senior Hong."

"Seventh Duke, don't lose too ugly." Huang Rong narrowed her bright eyes and said with a smile.

Hong Qigong glanced at her and smiled: "Huang Laoxie, Huang Laoxie, my daughter has run away with her. You are still outside, and your arms are all turned out. The little girl is telling me not to hurt Boy Situ."

The old naughty boy frowned and his eyes were confused: "Didn't the little girl say that the beggar should not lose ugly? Why don't you hurt Brother Situ?"

After glanced at Huang Rong who was blushing, Yinggu hurriedly pulled the old naughty boy and said angrily: "Oh, don't worry about it."

"I'm just curious." The old naughty boy scratched his head with a smile.

Situ Qing turned his head and looked at Huang Rong, who was also looking at him. The two of them looked at each other and smiled silently.

After a while of eating and drinking, resting.

A clearing in the woods.

"Senior Hong, you attack first."

"Hmm? Good boy, then I'm not polite."

Hong Qigong looked at Situ Qing opposite him, laughed loudly, and his feet were a little bit, his body was like a ray of wind. In the blink of an eye, he came to Situ Qing, waved his palm and patted him on his shoulder.

The original intention of this palm is to test the reality and reality. Unexpectedly, Situ Qing did not respond and slapped the palm on his shoulder.

Mr. Hong Qi was surprised and thought it was an embroidered pillow. As soon as the thought arose, his palm was shaken and he took two steps back before he stood firm.

"What martial arts?"

Hong Qigong was shocked.

Just saw Situ Qing step forward, raise his hand and punch it, and at the same time, the other hand waved his palm, and both hands attacked quickly at the same time.

The shadow of the arm sways, as if there are dozens of arms, dozens of fists, and dozens of palms at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Hong Qigong was shocked, and his steps slid to the left, dodged a punch, and avoided the subsequent palm, but under continuous attacks, he failed to avoid a palm.

Bang!

With a palm hitting his chest, Hong Qigong retreated several feet.

Seeing this scene, the old naughty boy shouted: "Haha, old beggar, this is my old naughty boy's martial arts fighting each other with his hands. Is it amazing?"

"Words fight with each other?"

Hong Qigong was surprised in his eyes and sighed: "I didn't expect that your old naughty boy did not abandon martial arts on Peach Blossom Island, and he actually developed this powerful martial arts skills. The old beggar admired him."

This time, Mr. Hong Qi didn't dare to be careless and had already regarded Situ Qing as his official opponent. His eyes were fixed and he slashed out with one palm, which was fast and incompetent.

Situ Qing blocked left and right and did five moves, dodged five moves, attacking or defending, and the two of them went back and forth, and they took action faster and faster.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of moves passed, and the speed was getting faster and faster. When countering the moves, two figures flew around in the woods. The sky, big trees and the ground had become the battlegrounds for the two.

hiss!

Yinggu took a breath of air, her eyes full of surprise, and she said in horror: "So amazing, how did Situ practice martial arts."

"The old naughty boy is indeed right. Brother Situ is probably the best in the world in martial arts."

The old naughty boy exclaimed, his face full of excitement, as if he was fighting Hong Qigong.

At this time, Huang Rong's pretty face was radiant and a burst of colors flashed in her eyes.

She clenched her fists without blinking, and did not dare to exclaim, murmured: "One Hundred and Thirty-two moves...One Hundred and Thirty-three moves..."

At this moment, Mr. Hong Qi retreated a few feet away and shouted: "Boy Situ, take my eighteen dragon-subduing palms!"

Sure enough, open and upright.

I saw that Hong Qigong's hands were moving quickly, unpredictable. Before he could use them, a qi force was already attacking the surroundings with him as the center, as if a strong wind had stirred up dust in the sky.

Seeing this, Situ Qing immediately changed the Nine Yang True Qi. It is rumored that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are the world's first palm technique. The palm power is both hard and soft, and it is as strong as it wants. When using all your strength, the palm technique will be hit with a force of several thousand kilograms or ten thousand kilograms.

It is more fierce than the Dragon Elephant Prajna Prajna.

Roar ~!

The dragon roared, and saw Hong Qigong swing out the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing, and a strong energy came out of his palm, turning into a flying dragon and flying towards Situ Qing.

Damn it!

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can really hit the dragon.

Situ Qing was stunned for a moment and did not dare to be careless. He did not dodge. He wanted to take this move, push his palms forward, and the Nine Yang true energy came out of his hand.

An extremely hot air stream condensed into a ray of energy, and murderous aura rushed towards the flying dragon coming towards him.

Everyone stood far away and felt a heat coming.

Then there was only a bang explosion.

There was a loud bang, and a tremor was shaking in the woods, and the rolling dust rose from the explosion, and the birds in the forest were frightened and flew away.

"Who's winning!"

The smoke is shrouded in and no one knows the result.
Chapter completed!