Qingyang was already well prepared and used his famous Linghe Gong to greet him. The Linghe Gong is a set of palm techniques created by Songhe Lao Tao, and it is also very famous in the world. Every time it is used,
His body is like a crane and his palms are like an eagle striking, making it difficult for his opponents to deal with him.
Although Qingyang has been an immortal cultivator, he has only been cultivating it for more than half a day. There is no immortal method recorded in the longevity formula, and he has not learned any self-protection skills. For the time being, he can only use the old Songhe old skills.
Taoism taught him ordinary boxing techniques.
There is still a big gap between Qingyang's strength and the first-class masters in the world, but he is now an immortal cultivator, and his sensitivity and reaction ability are many times higher than those of ordinary warriors. He also has the help of the great killer weapon of Divine Mind, so in this face-to-face situation
He also showed no fear towards Hu Zhenhua.
Hu Zhenhua also uses the Tiger Roar Fist that the five brothers of the Hu family are famous for. Every time he uses it, there is a roaring fist wind, just like a tiger roar, which has the effect of intimidating the opponent, hence the name.
Tiger Roar Fist is also a fierce boxing technique. Although it is slightly inferior to Master Kongji's Kaishan Palm, which he has been immersed in for a lifetime, in any case, Hu Zhenhua is a well-known first-class master in the world, even if he has some
He was injured, and the Tiger Roaring Fist he used was also extremely powerful.
The two of them were going back and forth, and they had passed more than a dozen moves before they knew it. At first, Qingyang was still a little unfamiliar with Hu Zhenhua. He could only defend himself and had no ability to fight back. There were several dangers, and he almost
Got hit by the opponent's punch.
As time went by, Qingyang gradually became familiar with his own strength and mastered the rhythm of fighting against first-class masters. The situation gradually improved. In addition to defensive evasion, he could also sneak attacks sometimes.
The department is always passively beaten.
Of course, Qingyang still didn't dare to go head-to-head with Hu Zhenhua. He was worried that if he fought hard with the opponent, he would definitely suffer the loss. Anyway, he could barely cope with it now. If he delays it for a while, Hu Zhenhua's power will be almost exhausted.
Well, maybe there will be a turn for the better.
The situation on Qingyang's side was getting better and better, while Hu Zhenhua's side was getting more and more frightened. He had never expected that this would be the situation after the two of them fought.
In the past, Hu Zhenhua believed that Qingyang never dared to fight him head-on because his strength was too low, so he used conspiracies and tricks to plot against him. As long as Qingyang dared to fight with him, he could kill him in just a few moves.
Under the punch, Hu Zhenhua has absolute confidence in his own strength. How can a first-class master in the world be compared to a fledgling boy like Qingyang?
When the two of them actually started fighting, Hu Zhenhua realized that he had really underestimated the other person. He was not a fledgling boy. Even compared to those second-rate masters who had been famous for a long time, Hu Zhenhua was not far behind. Moreover, this Qingyang
His body skills are extremely slippery, and when his fist is about to strike, he always dodges away from it, leaving people helpless.
Seeing that time was dragging on longer and longer, Hu Zhenhua couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He was the leader of the dominant Tiger Gang, a top-notch master in the martial arts world who had been famous for a long time, and he couldn't even defeat a young boy. What kind of appearance would he have in the future?
Establishing a foothold in the arena?
Moreover, the longer the battle dragged on, the boy became more proficient in dealing with it than at the beginning, and became more and more courageous as he fought. However, due to the injury on his leg, he gradually became a little unable to do what he wanted. If he kept going like this, he would not be able to cope with it at all.
Maybe he might also be defeated.
He couldn't delay it any longer and had to fight quickly. Hu Zhenhua made a decision quickly. After that, while attacking, he secretly took out a flying knife and hid it in his hand. Then he deliberately sold a flaw and waited for Qing Qing.
When Yang was about to attack him, the flying knife in his hand suddenly flew towards Qingyang's throat.
Qingyang had just become an immortal cultivator and was undefeated against a first-class master like Hu Zhenhua. Although he was excited, he also knew that Hu Zhenhua's methods were more than that. He did not dare to be careless. While fighting with the opponent,
Also keep an eye out for his hidden flying knives.
As soon as Hu Zhenhua's flying knife was released, it was immediately captured by Qingyang's spiritual sense. At the same time, Qingyang reacted quickly, twisted his body abruptly, and avoided Qingyang in a slightly embarrassed manner.
As soon as Yang made the evasive action, the flying knife flew past his neck. It was so dangerous that the flying knife almost hurt his neck.
Hu Zhenhua has been famous in the world for a long time, and flying knives are the guarantee of his invincibility. Many first-class masters have been injured in his hands, but this time he was avoided by Qingyang, a fledgling boy.
Well, not only Hu Zhenhua was stunned, but even Qingyang was a little proud.
In the past, when he encountered Hu Zhenhua's flying knives, he could only passively take the beating and wait for opportunities to dodge. This time, he was unscathed. There was still a lot of progress. Qingyang couldn't help but feel secretly happy. As a result, before he could get happy, a smile appeared on his face.
It suddenly froze, because Hu Zhenhua on the opposite side seemed to be doing magic and took out three flying knives at once.
Hu Zhenhua has the unique skill of shooting three knives in one hand. As long as the three flying knives are fired at the same time, he can completely block the opponent's left, center and right. No matter how the opponent evades, he will eventually be hit by the knife. This is the true meaning of Hu Zhenhua.
Even top-notch masters can't dodge this unique stunt.
Just now, with the help of his spiritual thoughts, he had managed to dodge a flying knife in embarrassment, which also made Qingyang understand that the huge gap in strength between the two could not be easily made up by other means. If Tiger Town Hua San
With all the knives out, I am afraid that I will definitely be defeated this time.
Qingyang couldn't help but regret a little. First-class masters really shouldn't be underestimated. How could it be so easy to kill people beyond their ranks? Just as Hu Zhenhua was about to throw out three flying knives, he suddenly heard an old voice next to him saying: "Hu
Hall Master, you are fine."
Is there someone, or are there other masters ambushing next to them? Hu Zhensong was startled, holding the flying knife in his hand, and quickly looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man with white beard and hair at the entrance of the cave next to him.
The old Taoist priest looked at himself with a smile on his face.
This...isn't this Old Taoist Songhe? Why is this old guy still alive? Wasn't he bitten to death by a poisonous scorpion in the secret place? Why does he appear here again? Is he a human or a ghost?
As a result, he found a very sad result, because no matter whether Old Taoist Songhe was a human or a ghost, he would suffer. If Old Taoist Songhe was still alive, he would be a master who was better than his elder brother. Not to mention that he was injured.
Even in its heyday, it couldn't be beaten. If it were a ghost, it would be even more scary. If you see a ghost in broad daylight, wouldn't you die without a burial place?
Hu Zhenhua was so frightened that he lost his mind. Despite all the calculations, he didn't expect that Songhe Lao Dao was here and survived. Now it was over. Not only could he not kill Qingyang, this little bastard, he might even lose his own life.