Hearing this, Hong Qigong nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood, wishing he could yell loudly: "What I have in my hand is the treasure of the Martial Forest, the token of the Beggar Sect leader, the Green Jade Staff! With this thing, you can command the entire southern Beggar Sect! You stupid little girl actually want to use it as a fishing rod for your master? " But the dignity of being a Great Master made him unable to care too much about this little girl, so he could only hold back and say: "Little girl, do you know what my green jade staff is? How can your master afford it?" Even Jiang Hao, who was half lying on the grass, covered his face with a straw hat and closed his eyes, was almost amused by the whimsy of this little girl, Qu Feiyan. "Hahaha, this disciple is indeed correct, his temper and temperament are exactly the same as mine!" Seeing Qu Feiyan with his hips crossed, like a little hedgehog whose hair has exploded, he said unconvinced: "Hmph, the world is so big, there is nothing my Master can't afford! Even if your cane is for the Jade Emperor Great Emperor, my Master is worthy of it!" Words are full of worship and admiration for the Master. Seeing this, Hong Qigong's evaluation of this little girl was a little higher in his heart.
"Yes, he is a child who respects his teacher." After pondering for a while, Hong Qigong said in a low voice: "So what if I just play with you little girl, can I really lose to you!" "The old man doesn't bully you. If you can touch a corner of my clothes, I will lose, how about it?" Qu Feiyan was overjoyed, and responded crisply: "It's a deal!" "Drink!" As soon as the words were finished, the little girl lost her temper, and Dantian slapped her palm forward, threateningly. Hong Qigong's expression didn't change, but he praised: "Little girl's palm technique is pretty good, did your master teach you?" The voice has not yet fallen, I saw that Qu Feiyan's left hand suddenly swung out, and a jet of black water needles shot out. Hong Qigong frowned and said loudly: "Black Water God Needle? Are you a member of the Demon Cult? The Ming Cult or the Sun Moon God Sect?" Immediately, with a big wave of his hand, a mighty palm force struck out, knocking the clump of silver needles into the air. "There is no poisoning, but you little girl has some conscience." Because her grandfather was almost killed, Qu Feiyan hated people saying that she was a member of the Demon Cult. At this time, Yin Fang gritted his teeth, his face gradually became serious, and his white jade-like fingers slowly climbed onto the handle of the scimitar at his waist. "What are you doing with so much nonsense, I'm going to use my real kung fu next, don't get hurt by me, grandpa!"
Hong Qigong looked at the little girl holding the handle of the knife, her aura was completely normal, as if she had changed her face. I couldn't help wondering, what kind of Saber Technique is this? To be able to make a little girl who is not very clever in martial arts have such a powerful aura? Hong Qigong thought to himself: "This little girl claims to be a member of Jietian Sect. I have never heard of this sect on Rivers and Lakes, but she also has the Black Water God Needle of the Demon Sect. Could it be that this so-called The Jietian Sect is a branch of the Demon Sect?" "They actually have such a powerful Saber Technique, it seems that I have to experience this little girl's Saber Technique!" Hong Qigong was thinking in his heart, but Qu Feiyan had already made a move. Swish—— The full moon scimitar is out of its sheath! A round of bright knife light cut towards Hong Qigong like a full moon. "What? A little girl, the Saber Technique is so fast!" Hong Qigong was startled, and hurriedly thought about retreating behind him. Qu Feiyan was unforgiving, one knife after another, under the blessing of the pure Internal Energy of Shenzhao Sutra, he kept slashing at Hong Qigong. Swish! Swish! bass! Hong Qigong dodged three swords in a row, and kept sighing in his heart about the horror of this Saber Technique. "A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl can use this knife so powerfully. If a real master uses it, wouldn't it be earth-shattering!" At the moment when he was distracted, Qu Feiyan caught this moment. "Drink!" Using all the power of the whole body, he slashed out with a single slash, which is the peak of his sword practice so far! Even Jiang Hao, who was on the sidelines, couldn't praise this cut. "Not bad! This girl is indeed a good material for practicing swords, and this sword already has the meaning of a magic sword!" Hong Qigong's face, with a smile on his face, has become serious at this moment. "It's too late to dodge now, I can only force her back!" Seeing the light of the knife flashing in front of his eyes, Hong Qigong slapped his hands forward, and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms with three-point skill shot out. He didn't intend to hurt anyone, he just wanted to force the little girl back. Unexpectedly, the little girl did not dodge or dodge, and still made the knife. "Get out of the way!" At this moment, it was too late to close the palm, Hong Qigong could only shout loudly, hoping that the little girl could avoid this strike.
However, Qu Feiyan didn't seem to hear it, and still stubbornly and obstinately aimed at Hong Qigong! At this time, Hong Qigong had already begun to regret why he had to fight against this little girl. With his peerless palm strength, with this palm, the little girl on the opposite side would be seriously injured if not killed. At the moment when Hong Qigong's iron palm was about to hit the little girl, he suddenly seemed to be hallucinating. A soft sigh was heard. "Feifei, why are you so persistent?" Immediately afterwards, a pair of white palms that seemed to come from outside the sky stuck to Hong Qigong's palm. "Whose palm..." Hong Qigong didn't have time to think about it before he came, but he felt an irresistible majestic force suddenly hit him. The turbulent palm power is as mighty and boundless as the sea of clouds in the sky. He even knocked Hong Qigong several zhang away, and knocked down several trees that were as thick as the mouth of a bowl. "Pfft—" Hong Qigong who fell to the ground had a sweet throat and spit out a mouthful of blood. Qu Feiyan, who had already closed her eyes, felt that she was in a warm embrace. She knew it must be the big brother who came to rescue her. She didn't want to leave this warm embrace, so she held onto Jiang Hao tightly. Then said softly: "I knew the master would definitely come back to save me! Because the master is the best master in the world!" Jiang Hao was very angry at first, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard the words, so he could only ask; "Why do you have to defeat that old man? You should have recognized that he is Hong Qigong, the world's greatest beggar! Your skill is still far behind! Could it be because he said you are a member of the Devil's Cult? Are you angry?" Qu Feiyan huddled tightly in Jiang Hao's arms, and after a while, she said in embarrassment: "Even Xiao Linzi went to get the Bixie sword manual handed down from his family as a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony. As a senior sister, how can I not have a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony?" "I see, master, you stared at his green bamboo stick several times. I thought you liked that stick. Since master likes it, then Feifei must win it for you!" Happy reading every day during Spring Festival in the Year of the Rabbit! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons! Immediate recharge (activity period: January 21st to February 5th)
