Shuving through the dense forests in the mountains, the boy was in ragged clothes, and he was the little beggar who had been in the Zhonghua Pavilion before.

He was holding a pheasant that had been called in his hand. The wild game in the mountains was naturally very good, but the boy's skills were really terrible. He twisted the chicken's neck and pulled the chicken feathers, and didn't know how to open the rift and release the chicken blood, so he roasted it on the fire. Obviously, he had never been spoiled in the kitchen, but for some reason he ended up in such a field.

The half-baked mountain goods were berries, which was the diet that the boy had been maintaining his life for several days. At this moment, a low roar came from behind him. When he turned around, he saw that there were several jackals, obviously attracted by the fragrance of barbecue. Jackals always came in clusters, and they were always the most afraid of hunters. This is the god of death in the mountains. Even if the tiger is targeted, he will bite off a few pieces of meat. However, the boy's expression remained unchanged. He grabbed the roasted chicken and took a bite, frowned and swallowed it.

The jackals couldn't help but tempted and rushed up, screaming and seeing the boy was about to die of the wolf's mouth. However, the development of the next moment was really surprising. The boy easily passed the leader's wolf with one step, and quickly grabbed the wolf's tail and smashed it to the wolf's pack behind him.

The blood foam mixed with internal organ fragments, and the strength of the slaughter was not enough to be reduced to a thousand pounds. It seemed that it was no longer alive. It was reduced by half just after meeting, and even the wolf was killed. Ren Jackal was fierce by nature and could not help but retreat, but the young man was very capable at a young age.

At this time, a burst of applause came from the mountains and forests.

"Good skills, this Xiao family's boxing technique is indeed exquisite. It's a pity that the 'Divine Fist Sect' does not understand the current affairs."

Seeing the visitor, the boy's pupils shrank and his face turned pale. I don't know if it was anger or fear, but a few words popped up between his teeth, "No! Double! City!"

"Xiao Hai did not know the current affairs, and he actually had a relationship with my Wushuang City. It's not worth dying. But the "Drunk Immortal" and the "Poisonous Lady" did not have enough to accomplish anything, and he actually escaped the remnant of you. I'm asking me to go for a little more, it's really unforgivable." The young man who spoke was also a young man, Dugu Ming, the young master of Wushuang City. His clothes were bright and his extraordinary talents were in stark contrast to the little beggar.

This little beggar is Xiao Feng, the beloved son of Xiao Hai, the head of the "Shenquan Sect" who was destroyed a while ago. Although he was not rich since childhood, he was considered a rich man. However, he did not expect that the "Shenquan Sect" was destroyed and his family was killed and became an orphan. Naturally, he was full of resentment in an attempt to avenge his revenge, but how could he resist Wushuang City? Even his father was not an enemy of the same family, let alone himself.

These days, he was wandering on the streets of Leyang. He happened to see a little girl from "Zhonghua Pavilion" and went to listen to it. When he heard it, he couldn't extricate himself became a regular visitor. It was because of the Guo and Yang families who were as unrestrained as their own and felt the same. He was very excited when Guo Jing met the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan and learned good skills, as if he was himself. Then he met the famous Bei Beggar, who was so famous that he learned the eighteen Palm of the Dragon Subduing, which made him even more excited.

But the story is just a story. Every time the little girl said, "Let me listen to the next time to decompose it" became his deepest nightmare, because after waking up, he was still a little beggar with a broken family without a father or mother. He did not have the seven monsters in Jiangnan to protect him, nor did he look at him with a different eye, nor did he beggar like Yang Kang, and he was not as good as he was adopted by a wealthy family, so he could only fall into the streets.

Now that the enemy has been found, Xiao Feng is not afraid, but feels relieved. Just like that, what's the point of living like this?

He was free and easy, and he was not slow to put his skills in his hands. He punched Dugu Ming's chest. Before the fist had reached its strength, it was obvious that the young man was only fourteen or five years old, and this boxing technique had been around for six or seven years. But Xiao Feng's fist also ended here. What blocked him was a wall of qi, and the true energy was released. This was the top kung fu in the martial arts world.

Of course this is not Dugu Ming, but the method of a great monk beside him. When the monk waved his palm and pushed it, Xiao Feng flew back like a kite with a broken string, and he couldn't get up for a long time. This seemingly light palm is actually a top-notch kung fu in the world, called the "Tathagata Divine Palm". It seems that the Buddhist compassion is a rude hand, but it is hard to defeat the demons.

Although the enemy was defeated, Dugu Ming's face was no longer happy, "Wu Shitian, Daddy asked me to do this mission, don't interfere!"

"Young Master, how could this servant get your hands dirty?"

Dugu Ming's expression slowed down after Wu Shitian said this, "That's right, but since my father asked me to come and practice, I'll leave it to me next."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Feng's fist power had reached. Although the force of this punch was not as shocking as the stone, the tree that was usually held by a person could be broken. If it hit an ordinary person, it would be a broken bone. However, Dugu Ming was not easy. The young master of Wushuang City would definitely not be a mediocre hand. He kicked his heels off the ground, and dodged a punch just right, and then raised his knees. At the moment when Xiao Feng's fist power had dissipated, the old force had gone, the new force had not yet emerged. A whip leg kicked on his elbow, accompanied by a "crack".

The heart-wrenching pain, Xiao Feng knew that his elbow bone had been shattered. The next second, Dugu Ming twisted his body and another leg, and the target was Xiao Feng's head. If this blow was firm, his head would not escape the end of the hammered watermelon.

All Xiao Feng could do was close his eyes and wait for death, but the pain would always last. After a moment, he opened his eyes and found that Dugu Ming's legs were parked in the air, and it was a hand that blocked him.

He was a man wrapped in a black robe. His body was extremely tall, which made people feel frightened. What was even more shocking was that Dugu Ming's powerful leg strength was easily taken off by the man in a black robe with one hand.

"Senior, my Wushuang City work has nothing to do with idle people. Please do not cause trouble." Although Dugu Ming was arrogant, he was not a fool. Naturally, he understood that the person who could take over his full strength with one hand must not be very interested. He was quite polite in his words, but he just carried out the Wushuang City sign, hoping to shock him.

But this time Dugu Ming was destined to be disappointed.

"So what about Wushuang City?"

"You!" Before Dugu Ming could speak, Shi Wu Zun could no longer help but be angry, "Arrogant! Who in the world knows that Dugu's lord of Wushuang City is intimidating the world, commanding the southern martial arts world, forming an alliance with the Xiongba of the World Association, and sharing the country from one south and one north. You and other sneaky villains dare not show their true faces, but they really don't know how high the world is!"

The Shi Wuzun said that he had already come to him, and waved his hand and showed a strong palm power. This is the first move of the "Tathagata Divine Palm" and the Buddha's light first appears!

The palm force spits out, and the sand and stones fly away. The internal force is like a great Buddha light appearing around Shi Wu Zun, making people less than half a step closer. Not only that, this palm is equipped with attack and defense, and the next moment the Buddha light presses towards the man in the black robe. It seems that the light that can disperse all the darkness, and that it will make all the illumination of the man in the black robe hidden in the shadow!

but--

[Not to use the first hexagram·由·文雨雨—

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms·Don't Use Hidden Dragon——]

It was like an hallucination appeared in sight, and the figure of the man in the black robe seemed to be twisted for a moment, which was incomprehensible. He passed through the gap where the "Tathagata Divine Palm" should have no flaws. At the same time, both hands bent their index fingers and middle fingers, half fist and half palm, and the internal force was attracted but not emitted, but it was even more frightening, just like a giant dragon lying on his body, who accidentally opened his eyes half-dream and half-awake, and once he woke up, it would be a huge disaster!

This move made Shi Wuzun secretly think that something was wrong. The man in black in front of him was the only powerful enemy he had ever seen. This blow that looked like a fist and a palm was absolutely impossible to defeat. During his breath, he suddenly changed his move, and a circle of his hand and the long sleeves of the cassock danced in front of him.

The Second Style of ‘Tathagata’: Buddha’s Embrace

The first half of this palm did not seek to hurt the enemy, but just to absorb it, disperse the opponent's internal strength to protect himself. The second half of the palm was to spit out the absorbed internal strength several times, which was amazing. However, Shi Wuzun changed his face before he passed the half move, just because the opponent's internal strength was far beyond his expectations, and he could not absorb it completely like a bottomless pit.

"Innate Grandmaster!?"

The surprised words were not vomited, and his body was slapped away like a ball, and it stopped until the branch was broken. A mouthful of blood mist was spitting out, and Shi Wuzun's face turned pale. But he didn't dare to have any resentment in his heart, but knew that he was only injured but not dead, and he was merciless.

Innate realm, it is not a cabbage in the martial arts world. Anyone who enters innate is a master. Even in the entire Wushuang City, only Dugu Yifang and one person can enter the innate realm. Perhaps it can also be counted as the sword saint Dugu Jian who has gone to. I just don’t know where this remote place has a congenital master emerged.

"Senior, offended, let's leave now!"

Dugu Ming also had a wink. He didn't dare to stay when he saw such a situation. Now he only asked the other party not to kill them all. Fortunately, the man in black robe did not have such an intention, but watched the group leave quietly and never took action.

Soon, the forest became quiet again, leaving only the man in black robe and the seriously injured little beggar. His elbows were crushed. Ordinary people might have fainted after being seriously injured. However, the boy not only did not fall asleep, but also insisted on standing up.

"Senior...Senior...Xiao Feng cannot repay his life-saving gratitude." Although the pain had numbed his consciousness, the young man gritted his teeth and insisted on awakening. He envied those characters in the stories, envied Guo Jing's repeated misfortune and turned good luck, and even got the great opportunity of the North Beggar teaching the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing". The young man thought that the story was just a story and would never happen to him. He still had nothing after waking up from the dream, but today, this opportunity appeared in front of him-

Even though he was about to die of pain, Xiao Feng was in a hot heart. He insisted on kneeling down, "Senior martial arts are superb, Xiao Feng is convinced, and I beg him to accept Xiao Feng as his disciple!"

"You said you're called Xiao Feng? This name is a coincidence. I remember that the Xiao Gangist Bo Yuntian and the Hong Gang leader were ranked among the five masters, but now the Beggars' Sect in the martial arts world has been destroyed and there is no inheritance anymore. It's a pity. Little beggar, I will pass on your unique skills of Beggars' Sect, the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing!"

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