The old naughty boy is not very good at kung fu, and he is in the same position as Bai Xiaosheng. Even if he performs extraordinaryly, he will not be able to beat Hong Qigong. In The Legend of the Condor Heroes, when the old naughty boy Zhou Botong talks about the past with Guo Jing, he said that he was defeated by Ouyang Feng forty-five moves. From this point, it can be seen that the old naughty boy at this time and the old naughty boy in the future are not a little bit apart.

Or in other words, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng and Duan Zhixing among the five great masters are too strong.

Wang Chongyang is the best in the world, there is nothing to say, but don’t forget his age. He is almost one older than Duan Zhixing, the oldest of the four, and he is over 60 years old, while others are only about 44 or 50 years older. However, these people are fighting for the Nine Yin Scriptures with Wang Chongyang and the No. 1 in the world. You can imagine how terrible the qualifications of these four people are.

In the field, the old naughty boy flew around, and Hong Qigong also played with him, fighting with Xiaoyaoyou, his speed was not inferior to him, and his tricks were quite exquisite. The two of them worked fifty or sixty moves in a row, and Ouyang Feng suddenly said coldly: "Old beggar, you can't even get rid of an old naughty boy, so you'd better go down the mountain as soon as possible."

As soon as he was excited, Hong Qigong naturally fought back and said, "Old poison, I can't deal with the old naughty boy, but I can deal with the old poison, why are you going to stand me!" After saying that, Hong Qigong's palm technique suddenly changed and he slapped it out with a palm. This palm seemed extremely simple, just a straight-forward palm, but the flexible old naughty boy could not avoid it at this time, so he could only rush to face it.

With a touch, Hong Qigong did not move his body and his feet did not move, but the old naughty boy was slapped out by his palm and threw it far away to the ground.

"Old beggar, this is the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of your Beggar Sect..." The old naughty boy looked at Hong Qigong in surprise. Hong Qigong nodded and said, "No, it is my Beggar Sect's unique skill, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"What a good and bad palm technique!" The old naughty boy praised, his eyes lit up. When Hong Qigong heard this, he nodded slightly. He was still young now. He was also happy when he heard the old naughty boy praise his eighteen dragon-subduing palms, but the next sentence made his face collapse. "Care you good to teach me, I will take you as your teacher." The old naughty boy's move shocked the entire mountain top, and Wang Chongyang also pulled his face down and shouted: "Botong, don't mess around."

The old naughty boy was afraid of his senior brother. When he heard this, he ran over obediently and stopped talking. Wang Chongyang clasped his fists at everyone and said, "Everyone, I'm sorry, my junior brother, if you have any offense, please forgive me."

"Haha... I'm so polite to Chongyang. Brother Zhou is worthy of being an old naughty boy!" Hong Qi waved his hand, not minding at all.

"Okay!" Wang Chongyang praised him, "Gangmaster Hong is really broad-minded and deserves to be the leader of the No. 1 gang in the world." After saying that, he glanced at everyone and said, "Everyone, I, Wang Chongyang, set up a arena again today. If anyone else has confidence in his martial arts, he can come forward to challenge the five of us."

When everyone heard this, they slowly retreated. Just now, the four of them took action one by one. Although Wang Chongyang did not take action, it was said in the world that he was the best in the world, so naturally he would not be worse than these four. No one was fool, and knew that the final battle was these five people, but he was bored when he stepped forward to challenge him. So everyone didn't speak, but slowly retreated to the top of the mountain and stood below to look here.

Seeing everyone retreat, Wang Chongyang turned around and said to the four people: "Four friends, there are only five of us left now. I wonder how the four of us want to compete?"

The four of them stared at each other, and no one spoke. Wang Chongyang also glanced at the four of them one by one. Suddenly, Ouyang Feng jumped up and slapped Hong Qigong with a palm, shouting: "Old beggar, I have disliked you for a long time, take your life!"

Hong Qigong was not slow at all. He leaned forward and slapped his palms. The two of them intersected their palms and made a loud noise. When everyone saw that Hong Qigong's feet were actually trapped in the ground.

"Ouyang Feng, indeed, deserves the name of the old poison, it's really despicable!" As he said that, Hong Qigong exerted force again, and with a light bang, Ouyang Feng in the air was forced to drive away by him. "Old poison, take me a flying dragon in the sky!" Hong Qigong went into the air with his hands, and used his strength, like the sound of a dragon roar in his palm, slapped Ouyang Feng. Ouyang Feng used his feet to his palm and leaped with force. The person was in the air, but his legs were bent and his hands were facing down, and his whole body was like a toad that kept jumping in the air.

"Gugu..." As Ouyang Feng's stomach fluctuated, the cry of a frog came from his mouth, which opened everyone's eyes. Hong Qigong even laughed and said sarcastically: "Old poison, I didn't expect you to be a toad."

Ouyang Feng's face was cold and he didn't answer. He didn't fall to the ground, but his feet had already exerted force, and he rushed out and ran towards Hong Qigong. This attack was powerful and the wind was rolling around, which made countless people look different. Even Wang Chongyang and the other two had not changed their faces. They looked at each other and showed a solemn look in their eyes.

Toad skill! This is Ouyang Feng’s unique skill!

"Come on!" Hong Qigong inserted his bamboo stick in his hand, bent his palms, and instantly slapped out a palm. The two of them hit each other from the air, and huge force surged out, blowing snowflakes all over the ground.

"Gurgling..." Ouyang Feng's mouth made another toad cry, and his abdomen also fluctuated and gradually became bigger. Hong Qigong's expression had not changed. Before Ouyang Feng could exert force, he suddenly jumped up and kicked horizontally. This was the dragon's tail swing in the eighteen palms of the dragon subduing. This move interrupted Ouyang Feng who was accumulating his strength. His body rushing forward quickly withdrew, landed on the ground, kicked his feet, and then jumped up quickly, slapped Hong Qigong with both palms.

Hong Qigong was not willing to be outdone. He bent his left leg slightly, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed it flat. This move was the essence of the eighteen palms of the Dragon Subduing. This move seemed extremely ordinary, but it was actually the supreme palm technique of using force and exerting force. The internal force was layered and endless. The most important thing is that once this palm technique was released, the force produced seemed to be ten, but he retained twenty of his strength, which could be emitted or restrained, and as he wished.

With a bang, snowflakes sputtered around them, like hidden weapons, hitting the surrounding bluestones, making a wiping sound. The two of them stepped back and retreated due to the huge recoil force.

"Old beggar, you have a few tricks!" Ouyang Feng raised his face with an ugly expression. He stretched out his hand, but took out his snake staff and said, "Let me see your weapon skills!"

"I can't ask for it!" Hong Qigong was not polite, and grabbed it with his hands, and flew into his mouth from a distance, and met him.

Seriously speaking, although the current beggar Hong Qigong's advantage is far inferior to that of the future. Not to mention anything else, his eighteen dragon subduing palms have only learned fifteen palms, and the three palms behind him have long been lost, and Hong Qigong has never made up for it. If you really want to fight the palm technique, over time, he may not be the opponent of Ouyang Feng. But when it comes to weapons, Hong Qigong is not weak. Ouyang Feng will definitely not be able to break the dog stick method he beats with one hand.

The sound of snake sticks and dog sticks fighting each other was trained into one piece, and the two people had silver and green colors intersected without giving in. Around them, everyone was also eye-opening. Even Wang Chongyang and the other two showed serious and solemn expressions, watching the two people's fight seriously.

No one of them is proud, and no one thinks they are the best in the world. But after watching the two of them confront each other, they all know that these two are not worse than themselves. If they really fight, no one can win.

After a little bit of careful thought, I was naturally taken away by a few people.

In the crowd, Bai Xiaosheng was also observing carefully. It was not common to see such masters confronting each other. His eyes mainly fell on Hong Qigong's dog-beating stick technique. Didn't Huang Rong say that this stick technique can be called the best weapon. Bai Xiaosheng didn't want to miss such a stick technique, and he also wanted to see if there were any flaws in this close-to-perfect stick technique.

In fact, he had the answer in his mind that this stick technique was broken by Ouyang Feng in the future, but that was Ouyang Feng's achievement. Bai Xiaosheng wanted to prove whether he could see the flaws in the stick technique.

In the field, Ouyang Feng and Hong Qigong fought for half a day. Before they knew it, it was noon. However, the moves in their hands did not slow down at all, but became more and more fierce and quickly. After watching for a long time, Bai Xiaosheng also smiled bitterly. Hong Qigong came and went back and forth, thirty-six ways to beat dog sticks. Not to mention his moves, Bai Xiaosheng, even the people in the field might have recorded them, but if they cracked them, hey...

Only moves can be broken, but in Hong Qigong's hands, Bai Xiaosheng found that there was no way to crack it. Of course, Ouyang Feng would occasionally use one or two moves to hit his flaws, but in an instant, Hong Qigong found it back. The light of inspiration made Bai Xiaosheng happy, but it also made him feel that he was too weak and unwilling to accept it.

Seeing that the two were still fighting, Wang Chongyang suddenly spoke, "Two, you have been fighting for half a day, but you are not a good match. Why not practice, eat something, and fight again in the afternoon. How about it?"

Ouyang Feng was naturally unhappy, but Hong Qigong suddenly withdrew from the field and laughed: "Okay, okay, okay. As long as I have food, I can do whatever I want."

"No, the old beggar don't want to escape! We don't know the winner of the weapon, so we can change the palm technique!" After saying that, Ouyang Feng actually slapped him directly. Hong Qigong said loudly: "Old poison, you are not hungry, the old beggar is hungry, what? Do you want to take advantage of others' danger?"

"Where are the nonsense coming from? Take it!"

Ouyang Feng ignored it and still hit Hong Qigong. Seeing this, the old beggar inserted the bamboo stick in his hand, waved his palm and met him, and fought again.
Chapter completed!