Hong Qigong already belongs to the first echelon in the world. As long as he has martial arts secrets, he doesn''t need Yang Xuan''s teaching at all. It''s just that Hong Qigong is too stupid to teach Guo Jing. Hong Qigong is about to cry angrily.
Fortunately, Huang Rong gives everyone delicious food every day, which can comfort Hong Qigong''s tired mind.
"Sir, how many of your ladies practice,,?" Hong Qigong has a wonderful way. According to the truth, it''s obviously against the rules to ask, but who can''t help Hong Qigong.
"Neijia boxing is a kind of martial arts for cultivating Qi and blood. It is completely different from internal skills." Yang xuandao.
"Can you see it?" Hong Qigong said.
Yang Xuan put a start gesture, "I don''t need internal skills. Come on."
Hong Qigong didn''t say much. He came directly to the 18 dragon subduing palms. Yang Xuan didn''t use martial moves, but directly dodged with the steps of Baji fist. Although it''s not as wonderful as lightness skills, it''s simple and effective.
One of them flashed to Hong Qigong''s side, eight level frame, elbow strike, and frantically transported towards Hong Qigong. Of course, this is to master the strength.
Hong Qigong was directly blinded by the stormy attack, but Hong Qigong''s realm was, after all, the existence of the master level. After pushing Yang Xuan back with both palms, he took a move to wear frost and ice, fast and slow, and went straight to Yang Xuan. Unfortunately, he was flashed by Yang Xuan again.
After Hong Qigong took the initiative, he immediately played the dragon with regret, and the other hand also played the dragon war in the wild, one real and one virtual.
"Hong Qigong, let me show you the true meaning of Neijia boxing." After Yang Xuan said a word, the vigorous Qi of Qi and blood in his body attached to his palm and directly split the Dragon Qi coming from his face.
Hong Qigong jumped aside and signaled that it was over.
"Elder, is internal boxing really more powerful than internal skill?" Hong Qigong said in surprise.
Yang Xuan waved his hand. "There is no garbage system, only garbage people. Neijiaquan specializes in Qi and blood and flesh, which is different from internal skills, but without the mystery and wonder of internal skills, each has its own advantages and disadvantages."
Yang Xuan pays for food and Huang Rong cooks. Tong Piaoyun watches Huang Rong study hard. Mei Chaofeng teaches the three women and Hong Qigong teaches Guo Jing to teach the full version of the 18 dragon subduing palms. It''s a happy scene.
In fact, Yang Xuan also has something to do. Now Yang Xuan, who is idle, is trying to practice how to fly. In fact, he can''t fly in the congenital environment, but who makes Yang Xuan''s internal skill deep? After a period of cultivation, it has been 200 years of congenital internal skill, and his body doesn''t feel bulging at all.
Alas, you can''t fly through practice. You can only let yourself float down slowly from a high place. Yang Xuan is more like jumping higher now.
"Right here, go in." There was a noise from outside.
"Card wipe." The gate was opened directly by violence.
"Hum, that''s the boy." Two guys with roots and swords pointed to Guo Jing and said.
"It''s you smelly boy who sucked my snake blood, right?" Said a bald man in white.
"Hey, are you Liang ziweng?" Yang Xuan came over and said.
"Let''s go. What''s the matter with you, I,,," the guy with the stick was arrogant and domineering, but Yang Xuan pinched his neck and raised it before he finished.
"Few people can call me boy. You''re looking for death." Yang Xuan pinched the neck with the stick and broke it. Beiming''s divine skill sucked it into powder.
"Now I give you two choices. First, win my wife and go out alive or turn into dust. Choose one." Yang Xuan patted the dust off his hand.
Liang ziweng and his minions with swords suddenly turned pale with fear. Where is this place? It''s a tiger''s den. In the blink of an eye, a big living man disappeared. This is not martial arts. It''s just magic.
"Poop."
"Big, master, we are wrong. Please kill me." Liang ziweng said tremblingly.
"Mengmeng, Xu Qing and Natasha, you three can be killed or injured. It''s time to test the results." Yang Xuan ignored their begging for mercy and directly asked the three women to test the water.
The three girls came over and looked very excited. At the beginning of practicing with Mei Chaofeng, Mei Chaofeng really didn''t show mercy. The three girls were more or less colored, but there were Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun. The three girls didn''t even have a little scar.
"Liang ziweng, I know you and the one with the sword. Hurry up and don''t be afraid to hurt them. If you can win, I''ll let you go. If you lose,,,,, hehe." Yang Xuan smiled darkly and made the hairs of the two people kneeling on the ground stand up in an instant.
After instant consideration, they had been forced to the cliff. There was no way. As soon as they clenched their teeth, they rushed to the three women.
The swordsman is against Zhang Mengmeng, and Liang ziweng is against Natasha and Xu Qing.
The red eye holding the sword stabbed Zhang Mengmeng. After so many days of training, Zhang Mengmeng was still a little frightened, but he was calm and flashed
After a fatal sword, after a flash, the full set of eight pole boxing hit the sword bearer.
The one with the sword has never seen such hard boxing. He was directly beaten and hid in a hurry.
Liang ziweng, on the other hand, is quite capable. Although the two women''s fierce attack is very strong, Liang ziweng''s ease is not vegetarian and easily avoids the two women. However, after all, Natasha Xu Qing is two people and has been caught by them after hiding for a long time.
The movements of the three women were seen by Yang Xuan. They were good. They were really good. They had made such great progress in their short Kung Fu. Their actual combat ability was better than that of Yang Xuan.
Baji boxing stresses that "the body does not give up the front door, and the feet cannot be empty". Leg technique is an indispensable technique in Baji boxing. However, the eight pole legs are not above the knee, such as floating sand legs, poor hanging and changing steps. Every move of Baji fist must attack the upper, middle and lower three ways at the same time.
The three women are tall beauties, especially Natasha. She has her own strength. Her height is close to 180. It''s a pity that a pair of long legs use the leg technique of octupole boxing, but her power can''t be underestimated.
"Shoot."
Finally, Zhang Mengmeng hit the one who took the sword, and the sword began to fall to the ground. That''s good. Zhang Mengmeng''s small fist hit the one who took the sword like a rainstorm, and the sound of "card wipe card wipe" can be heard all the time.
"Mengmeng, you can." After Yang Xuan said something, Zhang Mengmeng found that the minion in front of him had been beaten into a pool of mud. Baji boxing is really a masculine boxing.
"Bang" Natasha''s long legs, like two axes, hit Liang ziweng''s arm hard. Liang ziweng couldn''t stand the pain and fell to the ground.
The three women dragged Liang ziweng and his minions over. Yang Xuan examined them. Yes, Liang ziweng had a comminuted fracture of his arm and three broken ribs. The minion with the sword had at least a dozen fractures in his body and his eardrums were pierced.
"Yes, Mengmeng, don''t laugh. You beat him like this not because you''re so powerful, but because he hasn''t seen our cultivation method. In addition, the internal fist itself is close combat. The most important thing is to fight from the heart next time. You''re completely beating old master with random fist. Natasha and Xu Qing are good. They can beat Liang ziweng like this. It''s really not good Wrong. " Yang Xuan couldn''t help exclaiming that the more powerful his woman is, the happier he will be.
Hong Qigong was also slightly shocked. He didn''t expect that the power of internal boxing was so great. The main reason is that people who don''t know are easy to get caught.