Chapter 93 Nine-Fingered Beggar Hong Qigong

Although it is a simple stab, it is very different from ordinary people's straight stab. It seems to be avoided everywhere, but it is inevitable, which makes people unconsciously slow down half a beat.

"This is..."

Hong Qigong made a slight noise, and didn't dare to be careless, he summoned his internal strength, and slapped forward at will. He has practiced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for dozens of years, and he can integrate them with every move. It's that powerful, but it's enough to resist some first-class exercises.

Seeing a wave of palm wind coming, Xueer was not afraid at all. In recent years, she has competed with all the girls. Although her battle experience is not as good as that of decades-old veterans, it is not too far behind.

Turning his wrist, he drew a sword flower before palming the wind, and then the tip of the sword sharpened a little, this seemingly fierce palm energy was directly broken, and the sword continued to stab Hong Qigong unabated.

Qigong shouted in his heart: What a good one to break the surface, this girl is not bad, and she has a lot of experience in battle, wait for me to try your sword energy.

When the point of the sword reached his face, Hong Qigong didn't block him, he dodged sideways, put the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together, and made a sword finger, he saw the strength of his fingertips flowing, and the back of his finger leaned towards the sword body, and there was a sudden surge of force. The sense of sharpness eroded and cut his fingers continuously. Fortunately, he had the strength to protect him, otherwise he would become a seven-fingered beggar.

Seeing that she was dodged again, Xue'er changed her sword move, twisted the hilt around her hand, pointed the tip of the sword downward, pressed her horse step slightly, and the long sword slid across her waist and passed backwards, forming a half-arc pointing directly at Hong Qigong's face. At the chin, a trick of the immortal guides the way, forcing him to dodge backwards, as long as the other party retreats, she will have more opportunities.

Sure enough, Hong Qigong didn't want to use his internal energy to take her sword forcefully, he raised his head slightly, and then turned backwards.

[In view of the general environment, this site may be closed at any time, please move to the permanent source replacement app, huanyuanapp.com as soon as possible]

Seeing him withdrawing, Xue'er leaned on his sword and leaned on his sword to hide and go away, gaining power without mercy.

All the girls were startled when they saw it, they didn't expect this girl to grow so much without knowing it, as expected, as the young master said, Xue'er is the one with the highest martial arts talent among us.

Feng'er was also observing Hong Qigong all the time, seeing that he seemed to be only probing, and didn't really make a move, and suddenly saw the glove of his right index finger, he thought about it a little, and guessed the identity of this person, he made up his mind, guessed He won't make things difficult for me on purpose.

After going back and forth, the two of them were right.

For several moves, Xueer mainly attacked and Hong Qigong defended.

While waving the sword energy, Xue'er's various moves became more and more proficient, and they kept appearing in her mind, as if to form a coherent sword move.

Hong Qigong wanted to give her advice at the school, so as to repay the chicken's hospitality. Gradually, her bare hands were no longer enough for her to continue to comprehend, so she pulled out the bamboo stick at her waist, waved it lightly, and clothed her whole body. The stick was full of shadows, and Xue'er didn't notice it for a while, she was hit in several places on her body, and the burning pain suddenly spread all over her body, so she could only turn to attack and observe the direction of the bamboo stick.

Seeing that she was easily confused by this stick technique, knowing that she had never practiced top-level foreign kung fu, maybe she had never seen it before, so she kindly said: "Stinky girl, your eyes are moving around, you use your eyes What can you see?"

Xue'er also woke up with a start. There were shadows of sticks all over the sky as he waved his hands. How could he see it with his eyes? He made a bold attempt in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, and only heard the sound of sticks piercing the air all over his body. Closed eyes and auditory dodge. Although she was still beaten, it didn't hurt as much, which was also the reason why he kept his hand. No matter how stupid she was now, she knew that Hong Qigong was pointing her out, so she put aside her distracting thoughts and began to realize it with her heart.

Five sticks, ten sticks, twenty sticks, fifty sticks, although the shadows of the sticks are heavy, the hits on the body are real, and the sounds of "cracking" make the girls feel very worried. Mei Niang stopped her, fearing that they would have already rushed up.

Finally on the ninety-ninth day when Xue'er was hit on the back with a stick, Hong Qigong was about to knock out the sword in her hand with her right wrist, so he taught what should be taught, and how much he can comprehend in the future depends on her own.

"clang"

"Um?"

Hong Qigong took a closer look, but was actually blocked by her horizontal sword, is it a coincidence? After that, he swung a few more sticks, and it looked like a dozen people were holding them and hitting her, and it was hard to guard against.

Seeing a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of Xueer's mouth, she opened her eyes, an unparalleled aura spread from her whole body, the phantom in front of her eyes continued to dissipate, and finally only a real shadow was left, attacking her left side, attacking her waist, and raised her hand. The sword drew a big circle in front, and picked up the struck bamboo stick.

Hong Qigong thought in his heart: You can't be so godlike! Although I didn't

There are any styles of using the dog-beating stick method, but after practicing martial arts to my level, I no longer stick to the moves. I can shoot casually. The stick is the stick method, and the stick is different from the stick method. If I really use the dog-beating method How could this little girl be able to block the exquisite moves in the stick technique.

The two made more than a dozen correct moves, all of which were blocked by Xue'er one by one. Just when Xue'er was about to make a move, Hong Qigong shook his hand and stepped back: "Don't fight! Don't fight! You It's so unfair for a little girl to bully me, an old beggar. I don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all."

In fact, it's not that Xue'er has cracked his dog-beating stick technique. The real subtlety lies in the moves. It's just that he doesn't bother to bully such a little girl, and it won't make people laugh when it spreads.

Xue'er was also content, she drew her sword and bowed to Hong Qigong and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"

"Hey! You girl is not that stupid. You are a good seedling. Do you want to be with the old beggar? I will take you to roam the rivers and lakes, and take you to see other sword masters. With your talent, you will surely become a generation in the future. A master of swordsmanship."

This was also Hong Qigong's impromptu idea. At first, he thought that the girl was sloppy and would kill the old man when she came up, so he didn't like it very much, but now seeing that she is not so ignorant, and seeing Lie Xinxi, he wanted to take it under his family. After all, it has been a century A rare sword wizard! If Wang Chongyang hadn't passed away, and there were no other masters of swordsmanship in the world, he would really be ashamed to accept her as his apprentice.

Anyway, there is no need for him to teach anything, as long as there is enough tempering, this doll will be able to form a school of its own, and realize the essence of swordsmanship, even Huang Rong back then can't match it!

Instead of fighting against each other, Xue'er can feel that Hong Qigong's realm is so high that even her sister will not be able to match her. She is obsessed with martial arts and naturally wants to follow her, but when she thinks of all the sisters and young masters, she can only politely refuse: "Xue'er thanked senior for his kindness. Xue'er is just a maidservant in the villa, and she is not allowed to abandon the young master at will. Please forgive me."

When Jinchai and the others heard it, they secretly felt pity for her. In fact, they all knew that the young master would not say anything if Xueer left as a teacher, but they couldn't let go of the obsession in their hearts.

Hua'er's eyes flickered slightly, and she was struggling in her heart.