Li Sheng was supported by Yu Zhaoxing and others and came to Hong Qigong, struggled to kneel to the ground, and said tremblingly: "Sir Li Sheng met the gang leader, cough cough, my subordinates are not doing their jobs well, and they are embarrassed by the Beggars' Sect. Please punish the gang leader."

As soon as Hong Qigong jumped out of the beam of the room, he reached out and pressed Li Sheng's chest, and massaged him with his internal force twice. Li Sheng's face suddenly looked much better and said, "Thank you, the gang leader, for spending his internal force to heal his wounds, I am ashamed."

Mr. Hong Qi waved his hand and said, "Okay, if you keep the green mountains, you won't have to worry about losing firewood. As long as you keep your life, you will always have the chance to get the venue back in the future. Okay, you can retreat aside and rest."

"Yes, gang leader." Li Sheng stood up as he obeyed the order and retreated aside with Yu Zhaoxing's support.

Then Hong Qigong turned his head and looked at Ouyang Ke, saying, "I see that the tricks you took were all the old poison Ouyang Feng's lineage. You have another surname Ouyang. Are you the son of the old poison?"

"Bold, how dare you, an old beggar, call the name of the Old Mountain Lord?" Several female disciples behind Ouyang Ke immediately shouted loudly.

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "If others can't shout, I can shout."

The female disciples were still waiting to be scolded. Hong Qigong waved his sleeves suddenly, and a huge strong wind whistled out. The female disciples were forced to retreat several steps. The scolding that had reached their mouths was blocked by the strong wind that was poured into their mouths. Ouyang Ke was implicated and took two steps back to stabilize his body.

Ouyang Ke and others suddenly looked shocked. His female disciples did not expect that Hong Qigong, a slutty old beggar, had such great ability.

Even Ouyang Ke, who had known Hong Qigong's reputation as a man, was shocked. Although Ouyang Feng had accompanied him to try moves when he was in Baituo Villa before, his relationship with Ouyang Feng was there. Ouyang Feng left room for him when feeding him. According to his skills, he had never used his full strength. Therefore, it was the first time that he had truly witnessed the power of a great master of the innate realm.

Mr. Hong Qi glanced at the female disciples behind Ouyang Ke and snorted coldly: "If you weren't looking at you all girls, I would have to slap you just now. The old beggar would have to slap you with the boss's ears!"

After all, Hong Qigong is also one of the top masters at the peak of this world, so he naturally has his majesty and arrogance. Although he usually plays the world with laughter and laughs, he rarely acts like a master. That is because he has a decent mentality and often he doesn't bother to care about it. However, it's not that he really doesn't have the temper of a master at all.

Today, Ouyang Ke's face was swept away by Ouyang Ke, and his capable generals were almost destroyed by Ouyang Ke. Hong Qigong said that he was not angry, which was purely a lie, and he was even more angry at Ouyang Ke and others. At this time, those female disciples dared to shout at him, so naturally there was no good result.

Seeing that Hong Qigong looked bad, Ouyang Ke hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and said, "The servants are ignorant and offended the seniors. My nephew apologizes here. Before my nephew came to Zhongyuan, my uncle had reminded me that Hong Shibo was very skilled in martial arts and was magnanimous. If he met him, he must be polite and respectful. However, my nephew has been running around in many ways since he took up Zhongdi and never had the opportunity to visit him. This time, I am really lucky to see him for three lives."

Hong Qigong said: "Ah, it turns out that you are Ouyang Feng's nephew. I haven't seen your old poison in more than 20 years. Has he not died yet?"

Ouyang Ke was very angry when he heard this. However, he saw that Hong Qigong had taken action just now. He was absolutely unable to defeat him and did not dare to force himself. He said, "Uncle often said that his old friends have not died yet, so he dare not return to heaven first."

"Good boy, you will curse people." Hong Qigong looked up at the sky and yelled sternly, "I don't care how your uncle and nephew are domineering in the Western Regions, but when you come to the Central Plains, you have to abide by the rules of the Central Plains. If you do something like this, aren't you afraid of sending your life here?"

After hearing Hong Qigong's tone was not good, Ouyang Ke couldn't help but feel a stern heart. He knew that if Hong Qigong really attacked him, he would never be able to resist it. He immediately pretended to be respectful and said, "Central Plains, Shiwang, you are invincible. As long as you are your elders, you are merciless and don't come to bully the young, and you will be embarrassed by the younger generation, your nephew's life will be preserved. My uncle told me that you should be respectful when you see Uncle Hong. You are considering your entire body and cannot fight with the younger generation, which will make you famous and ridiculed by heroes in the world."

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Didn't you just want to use words to squeeze me out of your way, so that I can't help you? But you made the wrong plan. There are many experts in the Central Plains. Even if you don't take action, there are many people who can kill you."

Ouyang Ke said: "As long as Hong Shiwang does not lower his identity and personally makes things difficult for his nephew, he is confident that he can still save his life without worries."

"Is that so? I don't think so!" Hong Qigong sneered, then raised his head and shouted to the roof: "My friend, when are you going to see this lively? If you don't come down, I'll pick you if you keep beating!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Could it be that there were other people? Everyone was attracted by the appearance of Hong Qigong. At this time, after Hong Qigong said this, someone immediately remembered the silver light that had fallen from the roof before, and couldn't help but look up at the roof.

"Hahahaha, the Seventh Lords summoned me, how dare I not obey?"

A loud laughter sounded, followed by a loud bang, and a hole exploded on the roof, a figure flew under the moon, falling lightly on the ground, with a calm and elegant posture.

Everyone looked in the voice and saw the person who came at the age of 18 or 19, wearing a blue shirt, a white face, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, handsome and elegant, and extraordinary. The members of the Beggars' Sect couldn't help but secretly guess who this young man was and when he came, so why didn't they notice it at all?

When Ouyang Ke saw the appearance of the person coming, he couldn't help but exclaim "ah".

The Beggar Gang didn't know Ling Muyun, but he was familiar with him. He had just arrived in the Central Plains from the Western Regions. When he was in high spirits, he suffered a great loss in the hands of this man. This man beat him seriously and vomited blood in a few seconds. He took more than two months to heal. Unexpectedly, he had only recovered from the injury. Not long after he recovered, he actually encountered this bad star again. Ouyang Ke seemed to feel a faint pain in his chest again.

Hong Qigong stepped forward and patted Ling Muyun on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "My friend Ling, have you heard this little poison? Eighty-mostly the old poison spoiled him, and he dared to regard me as no one in the martial arts world in the Central Plains. I am embarrassed to bully the young man with the big ones. The little beggars under my command are not capable of doing this little beggars. They are not the opponent of this little poison. Why don't you teach this kid a lesson? Just treat it as doing me a favor, okay?"

Everyone in the Beggars' Sect was shocked when they heard this. Who is this young man? The leader of their gang valued it so much? Hearing this tone, it was clearly a gesture of a peer-to-people's friendship!

"The seven-public words are so heavy. I am also a member of the Central Plains martial arts world. The Central Plains martial arts world is looked down upon. I, Ling, is also different, and my face is lost?" Ling Muyun smiled, turned his eyes to Ouyang Ke, and said with a smile: "Ouyang Ke, we are meeting again. Why? Once the injury is healed, I can't help but jump out again?"

After hearing Ling Muyun's words, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised and suspicious. Hearing this, the two of them had known each other for a long time, but they probably didn't seem to be friends, otherwise Ling Muyun's tone wouldn't be so frivolous. No one was a fool, and the sarcasm in these words could be heard.

Ouyang Ke's face turned a little dark, and he cursed Ling Muyun in his heart, but the situation was better than others. He had experienced Ling Muyun's power and only dared to curse in his heart. He didn't dare to say that in any way. He immediately forced a smile and bowed to Ling Muyun, saying, "Yes, it's only been a few months since he was gone. He didn't expect to see Brother Ling again here."

Ling Muyun sneered and said, "Ouyang Ke, you are quite crazy. What did you say before? As long as the Seventh Master does not bully the small, no one in the Central Plains martial arts world can cure you. That's the case? Come on, let's gesture and see if I can deal with you!" As he said that, he hooked Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke's face suddenly became even more ugly, and he quickly smiled and said, "Brother Ling, you misunderstood. How dare you be so arrogant and treat the heroes of the Central Plains as nothing? Before, it was just a joke. Brother Ling's martial arts is very powerful, and he has always admired him deeply, so how dare you fight with Brother Ling?"

You should know that in Ouyang Ke's heart, his fear of Ling Muyun was even greater than that of Hong Qigong. Although Hong Qigong was powerful, he was upright and had a relationship with his uncle Ouyang Feng. A gentleman could bully him. He could only use a hat to bully the small, and he could run Hong Qigong out of his way.

But Ling Muyun has no concerns about this, and he is cruel and ruthless. Ouyang Ke still remembers the battle in Zhongdu City until now. If he really gets into Ling Muyun, would he be better?

Seeing this, the members of the Beggars' Sect couldn't help but secretly wonder. Who is this young man? Not only did their gang leader talk about his peers, Ouyang Ke was still so afraid of him. He was much older than this young man, but he shouted Brother Ling at once, as if he had seen a cat with the mouse, and he seemed so scared that he didn't even dare to fight!

They have witnessed Ouyang Ke’s abilities with their own eyes. Even their helm leader Li Sheng is not an opponent. He is definitely a top-notch master in the world. But now he is afraid of this young man. Could it be that this young man’s martial arts are even more powerful than Ouyang Ke?

Ling Muyun smiled coldly and said, "Ouyang Ke, you can do it if you don't want to fight me, but you have to promise me a condition."

"What conditions? Brother Ling said that as long as you can do it, you will definitely not comply." Ouyang Ke asked with a smile.
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