Martial Arts Survival: Magical Skills Automatically Full Level

[Third update, please subscribe] "If this is the case, then I will learn about Senior Hong's Eighteen Palms of Jianglong!"

Nie Feng spoke, and then prepared to fight.

Hong Qigong glanced at the evil blood twins in the north, then smiled and nodded to Nie Feng.

His heart was heavy.

"Two congenitals, things are not good."

Hong Qigong thought bitterly in his heart.

He is only the top strength of the first-class masters, and he is still a little short of the innate realm.

This is enough to make it difficult for the vast majority of martial arts practitioners to break through in their entire lives.

Nie Feng quickly came up with his legs like the wind, one leg after the other, the offensive was like waves, one leg was more fierce than the other.

Hong Qigong saw the trick.

As an old Jianghu, his combat experience must be more abundant than that of Nie Feng.

He quickly found the opportunity and shot with both palms.

Groan

Eighteen palms of the dragon!

Nie Feng couldn't avoid it, and was directly knocked out.

Fortunately, he quickly stabilized his figure and did not fall in embarrassment.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong squeezed out of the crowd and watched nervously.

Nie Feng patted the clothes and said with a smile: "Senior Hong, your eighteen palms of the dragon descending from you passed on to Chu Tianqi.

Compared with the Long Shi 23 Eight Palms, the palm strength is a lot worse. "

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "After all, blue is better than blue.

He cursed secretly in his heart.

If it weren't for the old beggar, I didn't gain momentum, and one palm could kill you.

Immediately afterwards, the two struggled again.

Nie Feng is very smart, knowing that Jianglong's eighteen palms are domineering, so he chooses to fight in close quarters.

If it is too close, Hong Qigong’s Eighteen Palms of Jianglong will not have time to gain momentum, and the power of the attack will be much worse.

Nie Feng's practice mainly focused on his legs. He couldn't beat Hong Qigong with both hands, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing this, Lei Baotang frowned, hesitating to make a move.

If it was just Hong Qigong, his teaming with Nie Feng would be enough to defeat Hong Qigong.

Huashan and the Beggar Gang applauded one after another. "Good job, helper!"

"Hahaha, Nie Feng, how crazy you are!"" Senior Hong is still amazing! n

"Legs are not as good as palms. Hall Master Feng's martial arts are a bit biased." "I don't know what kind of power Chu Tianqi's Jianglong twenty-eight palms are." "It looks like Nie Feng is about to lose!"

Facing these clamours, Nie Feng frowned slightly.

He did realize the gap between himself and Hong Qigong.

Now he only has the legs of Fengshen, and even the legs of Fengshen, Xiong Ba didn't fully teach him.

Nie Feng suddenly leaped back and turned a somersault in the air. His figure suddenly accelerated strangely and charged backwards.

Xiang Hongqigong.

A violent internal force erupted, forming a strong wind around his right leg.

He ran into Hong Qigong very quickly like a sharp arrow.

Hong Qigong crossed his arms in front of him, blocking his foot. "What an overbearing power is this Fengshen leg?"

Hong Qigong frowned, his eyes flashing with fear.

He violently pushed Nie Feng away with both arms, relying on internal force to forcefully break Fengshen's legs.

After Nie Feng flew out, he hadn't landed yet, so he killed him again.

This scene made the players in the crowd stare wide-eyed.

Unscientific!

Nie Feng began to attack Hong Qigong non-stop, and every time Hong Qigong repelled him, he quickly killed him.

As the name suggests, people stand against the wind!

Nie Feng's offensive became stronger.

Hong Qigong waved his palm again to block it.

Bang!

This time it was not only Nie Feng who flew out, but Hong Qigong slid back.

At the same time, Hong Qigong took the initiative with both palms.

"not good!"

Nie Feng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly mobilized his internal strength to kill with all his strength.

It is still Fengshen's legs!

Groan

Hong Qigong's palms shot out, and the dragon yin exploded, deafening.

The dragon-shaped energy slammed out and hit Nie Feng's Fengshen leg in mid-air.

The two internal forces collided, and the strong wind raged, so that those who were close could not help but raise their hands to cover their faces.

A figure suddenly flew out quickly, and the target was directed at Hong Qigong!

It is the Leibao Hall of the World Club.

"Master, be careful!"

Guo Jing was shocked and shot immediately, but unfortunately his actions were much slower than Lei Baotang.

Hong Qigong couldn't escape, and was slapped in the chest by Lei Baotang.

puff--

Hong Qigong vomited blood instantly and was slapped flying.

Nie Feng landed, he glared at Lei Baotang, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Lei Baotang's eyes flickered, and he smiled: "Help the hall master."

Guo Jing and Huang Rong hurriedly went to help Hong Qigong. "You people in the world are too shameless! Do you still talk about the rules of the world?"

Huang Rong scolded angrily, hearing Nie Feng feel ashamed and speechless.

at this time.

There was a sound of breaking through the air!

I saw Feng Qingyang stabbed with a sword, extremely fast, and his goal was directed at Nie Feng.

Nie Feng's eyes widened, and he subconsciously turned to avoid him, but still got cut on his right arm. "Bold!"

Lei Baotang was furious and immediately shot towards Feng Qingyang. "They are plotting to help the lord! Kill!"

An old beggar raised his arms and roared, and in an instant, all the beggars swarmed on.

The Huashan disciples were also enraged and drew their swords to help the people in the world.

The World Association has long been unable to wait for the public, and immediately took action.

A big dogfight broke out in the woods!

far away.

The evil blood twin demons on the top of the tree were still watching.

"Do you want to make a move?"

"Ok."

The voices of the two sound alike, and coupled with the similar body shape and clothing, at first glance, they seem to be taking pictures.

Mirror.

the other side. "Qigong, how are you?"

Huang Rong asked nervously, Hong Qigong meditated on the ground to perform his exercises and healed his injuries, while Guo Jing stood by to guard against the enemy's attack.

hit.

Hong Qigong's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Internal injuries, can't die."

Having said that, his body was trembling.

Huang Rong looked back, and there were fighting figures in all directions.

Feng Qingyang fought with Lei Baotang and Nie Feng.

647 Yue Buqun quickly joined the battle to support the clear wind, and the two sides could hardly distinguish between each other for the time being.

But when it comes to the strength of the disciples, it is obvious that the world will help the people stronger.

The world will fight everywhere, and everyone who can be sent to the expedition is experienced in fighting.

A disciple of the Huashan faction, a disciple of the Beggar Gang, was killed and blood was spilled on the ground.

The situation is extremely unfavorable to the Central Plains martial arts side.

Huang Rong bit her lip lightly and started racking her brains to find a way.

at this time.

She suddenly heard a scream, different from other screams, these sounds were still moving.

She immediately turned to look.

I saw a disciple of the famous Tianxiahui on the battlefield in the east was beaten into the air, which attracted people's attention. "what happened?"

Huang Rong's eyes widened, and she was surprised.

Is it support?

The opponent is killed from the back of the World Conference, and there is a lot of support.

Not only her, many people noticed the movement in the east and turned their heads to look.

I saw a black man wearing a hat stepping forward, and a famous disciple of the World Society was hit by his fists and feet.

Flying, the scene is spectacular. "It's the black knight here!"

A disciple of the Beggar Gang cried out in surprise. As soon as this statement came out, the nearby Huashan disciples and disciples of the Beggar Gang were imposing.

Vigorously.

But many people have never heard of the reputation of the black knight.

Huang Rong finally saw the figure of the black knight, and she was in a daze.

For some reason, she felt that the black knight was familiar.

I seem to have seen it somewhere.

Could it be him?.

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