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Chapter 83 Capture Hong Qigong

"Report to the Hierarch, everything is ready, and I respectfully ask the Hierarch to move to the altar." The red-faced Hong Qigong had piety on his face, his voice was loud and majestic.

At this moment, Hong Qigong is not a little old, his whole body seems to be rejuvenated, his white hair has become black, his skin is as smooth as a baby, his temples are bulging, and his eyes are as bright as stars.

This kind of situation all proves that Hong Qigong has made great progress in martial arts, and the true energy in his body feeds back on himself, warming his aging body, making the originally withered body rejuvenate, just like living out a second life in a fantasy novel.

As one of the four strongest masters in the world today, Hong Qigong's martial arts has already reached the peak, almost on par with the other three masters.

Martial arts have reached their level, it is almost impossible to go further, not to mention that the physical condition has begun to decline, and it is already good to maintain the current state, not to mention the use of a large amount of true energy to nourish oneself, so as to achieve the effect of almost rejuvenation .

In fact, Hong Qigong was not a member of the original god sect a month ago. At that time, he was still the leader of the beggar gang.

It's just that one day when I was stealing, I heard that a new religion appeared near Lin'an, and the disciples under the sect were all members of the original beggar gang.

The momentum of this religion's development is extremely rapid, and within a short period of time, all the beggars in Lin'an and its surrounding areas have been wiped out.

Hong Qigong's first reaction was that this is not a serious sect religion, but an evil religion similar to the Devil's Cult, and its members are very good at brainwashing, even more powerful than Buddhism.

Hong Qigong was originally a very decent person, and he was known as a hero in the world, not to mention that this matter was related to the safety of the disciples of the Beggar Sect, so he had no reason to let it go.

So he rushed to Lin'an in a hurry, and inquired a little about the surrounding Jianghu sects, and almost all he heard was negative information.

Hong Qigong was furious at the time, and without further ado, he led a group of Jianghu masters to kill the Yuanyuan God Sect in an attempt to rescue the beggar gang disciples who were in trouble.

But as soon as the two sides fought, Hong Qigong was stunned by the martial arts of the masters of the original god religion.

The kung fu used by these people may not be very brilliant, but each of them has amazing internal skills, and the ordinary quack style in their hands has been made superb, no less than those top martial arts.

There are not a few such masters, there are several hundred of them, and now they are like tigers in a herd of sheep, killing a group of Jianghu masters who turned their backs on their backs, and their corpses are scattered all over the field. Except for a few people who can barely support, the others are completely at a disadvantage.

Hong Qigong is the top expert in the world, his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is incomparably fierce and invincible. Under one-on-one, there is no master in the original divine sect who is his opponent.

But as the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands, and a good tiger can't stand against a pack of wolves. Although Hong Qigong's martial arts are high, it is not easy to remain undefeated in the face of hundreds of first-class masters, and it is difficult to reach the sky if he wants to make achievements.

Half an hour later, most of the masters were either killed or captured, only Hong Qigong was left to resist with difficulty, but it was already at the end of his strength.

If it wasn't for the fact that the masters who besieged him still practiced martial arts and didn't choose to rush forward, Hong Qigong might be beaten to the ground in one wave.

But even so, Hong Qigong was soon surrendered and became a prisoner unwillingly.

"I thought it was someone who was so high-profile, and dared to blatantly kill my original God Sect. It turned out to be the famous nine-fingered god beggar and the leader of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong, senior Hong. Senior is really old and strong. It is not good to enjoy it at such an old age. Qingfu brought a group of wastes to disturb my peace, I don't know why." Huang Rong walked over slowly and said jokingly.

"Girl dolls are less eccentric here. It's the old beggar who underestimated the people of the world. I didn't expect you to be so skillful at such a young age. But you shouldn't attack my beggar gang disciples. They are hard-working people. You do this It's too much." The moment Hong Qigong saw Huang Rong, he was astonished for a moment, and then he said angrily.

"I don't know which family the baby is from, but you did this with the permission of your lord?" Hong Qigong rolled his eyes, wanting to find out about Huang Rong's background.

"Hehe, Qigong is not aware of being a prisoner at all. These are not questions you should ask, and I don't seem to need to answer you." Huang Rong smiled sweetly.

"Hey! The baby is really eloquent, but why does the old beggar think you won't kill me?" Hong Qigong said with a determined face.

He could tell that Huang Rong didn't seem to have any intention of killing him, otherwise there was no need to fight him blindly. Wouldn't it be better to kill him?
However, Hong Qigong's heart was quite uneasy, and there was even a huge wave surging in the sky.

After a close observation, Hong Qigong was shocked to find that Huang Rong's martial arts were astonishing, and his inner strength was in a mess, not weaker than himself at the moment.

How can this be?

One must know that Hong Qigong can have the cultivation level he has today, and he has put in a lot of hard work. He meditated and practiced Qi day after day, and it took decades to reach the current level.

Huang Rong is only very old, and she is only twelve or thirteen years old. At this age, even if she started cultivating from a womb, it will take decades to reach the level of the world's top four. Cultivation is never achieved overnight.

Hong Qigong felt that he was out of step with the times and hadn't cared about the dynamics of the world for too long, so he didn't even know that this is the era of young masters?These old fellows have not been tops for a long time, and there are too many people who can be tied with them?

Hong Qigong had some doubts about life.

Huang Rong ignored Hong Qigong, but looked at the captives with sharp eyes, and said in a cold voice, "You people are so bold that you dare to attack my Primordial God Sect. It seems that you all have lived enough. Then How about I give you a ride?"

"Forgive me, leader, I was forced. In fact, I don't want to come at all, but I can't help it."

"Yes, yes, the higher-ups speak, how can we low-level people dare to refuse."

"Demon girl, if you want to kill or cut, you are welcome! If Grandpa frowns, he is not a hero."

"That's right, with a big scar on his head, I'll be a good man again after 18 years."

When they heard that Huang Rong was going to kill them all, the scene became polarized. Some people hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, while others felt that they were going to die anyway, so they might as well show their heroism that they would rather die than surrender, at least they can leave a good name after death .

"Baby, are you serious?" Hong Qigong said in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

There were hundreds of people present, how could they all be killed, wouldn't this be the act of a devil.

Although Hong Qigong also killed people, he had never experimented with killing hundreds at a time. He was so bloodthirsty that he was even more terrifying than a devil. With such a beautiful and lovely appearance, how could he have such a vicious heart.

(End of this chapter)