God of martial arts

　　Hong Qigong shook his head, then looked at the little girl beside Zhao Xuan, Jin'er, and Li Mochou, he was startled for a moment, and couldn't help but say:,

　　"Mr. Xuan, aren't these people also in the mid-peerless stage?"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded and said, "That's right, they and Fu'er are both in the mid-peer stage."

　　Guo Fu smiled and said, "But the three sisters are all better than me!"

　　In an instant, Huang Yaoshi and the others were completely speechless.

　　Facing Zhao Xuan, they were hit hard. After five years of hard training, they still wanted to compete with Zhao Xuan to win their breath.

　　In the end, the four women were all stronger than them, so how could they compare with Zhao Xuan?

　　"Also, Wushuang and Cheng Ying have also broken through to the Peerless Early Stage, well, in two years, they will be able to beat you!" Guo Fu said with a smile.

　　Everyone covered their faces collectively, it was too shocking.

　　"A group of evildoers, really evildoers cultivate evildoers!"

　　Huang Laoxie sighed: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, we are really old!"

　　At this time, the little Guo Xiang in Zhao Xuan's arms covered his fists and said in a childlike voice, "Five years later, little Guo Xiang will also defeat you!"

　　When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but smile, they were completely cute by little Guo Xiang.

　　But with Zhao Xuan escorting them all the way, Guo Xiang might really be able to surpass them in five years!

　　"Amitabha!" Master Yideng bowed to Zhao Xuan and said:

　　"Emperor Xuan is brilliant, and his martial arts are world-class. Now that the Song Dynasty has regained Dali, ordinary monks still hope that Master Xuan can govern the country benevolently and treat the people of Dali well!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded: "Xiangyang is in trouble, and Master Yideng is helping out. For this reason alone, I will treat Dali kindly. The war has severely damaged Dali, so Dali will be exempted from taxes for three years and resume production!"

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　　Master Yideng beamed with joy, and bowed again: "Amitabha, Emperor Xuan is benevolent, I thank you very much."

　　At this time, Qiu Qianren who was behind Master Yideng suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, and then a palm of iron sand blasted towards Master Yideng's forehead.

　　Everyone's face changed drastically, but rescue was not in a hurry.

　　The distance between the two of them was really too close, and there was still Master Yideng blocking in front of them, so it was too late to make a move.

　　At this time, Zhao Xuan's face also changed slightly, and then his right hand changed, and he swung towards Master Yideng with a palm of kung fu!

　　Everyone's face changed again, full of puzzlement.

　　Qiu Qianren was separated from Master Yideng, Zhao Xuan's palm couldn't hurt Qiu Qianren, but it could kill Yideng in front of him!

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　　Jin roared out, and the wind in his palm was so fierce that Master Yideng's monk robes were all rolled back by the wind, and he couldn't open his eyes, so he had to close them and wait for death!

　　But what shocked everyone's eyes was that when Jin arrived in front of Master Yideng, he suddenly separated from both sides, bypassed Master Yideng, and went straight to Qiu Qianren!

　　boom!

　　Although Qiu Qianren's Iron Sand Palm was formidable, it couldn't compare to Zhao Xuan's Eighteen Down Palms, he vomited blood and flew backwards.

　　Master Yideng opened his eyes, still safe and sound, looked at Qiu Qianren who fell to the ground behind him, and saluted Zhao Xuan again: "Thank you Emperor Xuan for saving my life!"

　　If it weren't for Zhao Xuan's miraculous palm, he would have been killed by Qiu Qianren's palm with one light!

　　Hong Qigong and Guo Jing looked at each other, startled, and couldn't help but say:

　　"Kang Yougui, the important thing is not the word "Kang", but the word "Regret"! Mr. Xuan's palm was very powerful. If it hadn't been for the last seven points left, Qiu Qianren would have lost his breath long ago! And if this magical control technique, The old beggar read it right, it should be a lost capture technique!"

　　Zhao Xuan nodded: "That's right, it's the capture skill!"

　　Then Zhao Xuan looked at Master Yideng, shook his head, and said:

　　"Be kind to the good, and evil to the evil! Master Yideng wanted to save Qiu Qianren, although he had good intentions, but it was too difficult. Maybe the devil didn't save him, but he died because of it."

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Chapter 174 Fighting the Dragon Subduing (Please Automatically!)

　　Everyone couldn't help but nod their heads, just now is the best proof, if not for Zhao Xuan, Qiu Qianren would have turned on Yideng!

　　"Amitabha!" Master Yideng also felt lingering fear.

　　Nobody wanted to die, not even him.

　　It's nonsense whether I don't go to hell or who goes to hell, but life is more important!

　　Even eminent monks seek to survive rather than die!

　　"For Qiu Qianren, it should be reduced like this!"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled, and with a flick of his hand, the Life and Death Talisman fell into Qiu Qianren's body.

　　Hong Qigong's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help backing away. He had seen the power of this technique with his own eyes, and he still has lingering fears now!

　　Soon, the life and death talisman broke out, and Qiu Qianren, who was lying on the ground, was in great pain, and sometimes looked crazy, laughing up to the sky.

　　Sometimes a lonely wolf howls, excruciating pain.

　　Hearing this, the people around couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb, it was too horrible to look at.

　　Zhao Xuan casually sealed his dumb acupoint.

　　Even though Qiu Qianren was in all kinds of pain, he couldn't make any sound and could only roll on the ground.

　　Upon seeing this, Master Yideng performed the Buddhist ritual again: "Amitabha, Emperor Xuan is like this. Does it mean that there are 16 injuries to heaven and harmony?"

　　Hong Qigong on the side shook his head: "Yideng, I'm going to blame you this time. Mr. Xuan's technique, although harsh, is really effective. You can catch up with a demon who can't even save your life, and he can do it like this! It can be scaled!"

　　Master Yideng was puzzled and said, "How is it possible?"

　　Hong Qigong smiled: "Have you ever heard of the five ugly people in Tibet?"

　　Yideng nodded: "Of course, they committed all sorts of crimes and were devoid of conscience. Didn't you kill them later?"

　　"I didn't. They were unlucky. Five of them met Mr. Xuan at the top of Mount Hua. As a result, two of them died, and the remaining three were also planted with this life-death talisman. Life is better than death."

　　Hong Qigong said: "In the end, I was completely afraid and changed my ways. As a result, the three of them are still in the Mongolian territory, constantly killing...killing the Mongolian soldiers to atone for their sins. But after meeting the Han people and the Song army, not only did they no longer If you provoke, you will do your best to help."

　　"Could it be that the so-called Three Hades are the three of them? The Three Hades who kill tens of thousands of Mongols every year?" Guo Jing couldn't help but ask.

　　Zhou Botong nodded: "It's the three of them. Now I'm really honest. When I met the Central Plains people, the three of them were ancestors. But they can do anything if they need it. When they met the Mongolian soldiers, they slaughtered, burned, burned... Mongolian food and grass, assassinate the Mongolian general, and provide enemy intelligence to our Song army!"

　　"This is the real degree of transformation!" Huang Laoxie sighed: "Mr. Xuan's approach, I agree."

　　"The old beggar also agrees!"

　　Zhao Xuan smiled: "Qiu Qianren is also a first-class master. He enjoys the taste of the life and death talisman. After he has reformed himself, he will naturally give him the antidote and send him to the border between Song and Mongolia. He can kill at least tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers in a year. Just imagine, if tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers don’t die, how much will the Song army sacrifice? Once they go south, how many of our people will be slaughtered?”

　　Master Yideng was speechless and nodded, "Amitabha!"

　　But he couldn't say anything anymore.

　　Everyone understands this truth, just like the existence of the Hades gang, killing so many Mongolian soldiers every year, they can catch up with the [-] Song army!

　　How many soldiers will this save the Song Dynasty from sacrificing?How many people will die less?

　　After that, no one paid any attention to Qiu Qianren's existence, instead they started to compete again.

　　Hong Qigong said with a smile: "Mr. Xuan, the old beggar is overestimated, and still wants to try your Eighteen Palms!"

　　Zhao Xuan put Xiao Xiang'er down and said: "Okay, Qigong, you and Guo Jing can go up together, I just want to have a good time!"

　　Hong Qigong and Guo Jing looked at each other, nodded, and shot together.

　　Hong Qigong jumped up, and when he came up, he flew into the sky with one move, roaring towards him.

　　Guo Jing separated his feet, and shocked Baili with a move.

　　As soon as the two of them went up and down, two golds roared towards Zhao Xuan.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, his hands changed, and he was still remorseful, and he went straight to meet the palms of the two.

　　The three golden strips clashed against each other, and the whole world seemed to be filled with screams and glittering gold.

　　Guo Jing and Hong Qigong, the two peerless masters in the late stage, although they were two against one, they were still forced to retreat by Zhao Xuan's regret.

　　Before Zhao Xuan was in the realm of top masters, he was able to cross a whole realm and beat Hong Qigong.

　　Not to mention that Zhao Xuan is now in the middle of the peerless world, even if there is one more Guo Jing, it is not enough to watch!

　　In an instant, the two pieces of gold were smashed to pieces by Zhao Xuan's palm, and they went straight to Hong Qigong without weakening.

　　Hong Qigong's face changed slightly, he quickly turned over and landed on the ground, he swung out another palm, and then he took the palm.

　　But it still made him stagger a little, almost unstable.

　　Hong Qigong and Guo Jing looked at each other in shock, Zhao Xuan's combat power was beyond their imagination.

　　"Go, Jing'er!"

　　Hong Qigong said in a deep voice, then stepped forward and slammed out another palm.

　　Guo Jing was also unambiguous, and also followed with a palm.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled faintly, stepped forward, and slammed forward with a sudden blow.

　　The three of them were either in the sky or on the ground, and they shot wantonly, constantly bombarding each other.

　　Even though Guo Jing and Hong Qigong were one against two, they were still pressed and beaten by Zhao Xuan alone, and they retreated steadily.

　　Zhao Xuan hit with all his strength, even Hong Qigong couldn't take it anymore, and Guo Jing was also very afraid.

　　In the early days of Shendiao, Guo Jing, who was in his 30s, had only a short training time, so he was not as good as Wujue.

　　But now, Guo Jing is nearly 45 years old, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of the peerless world, on the same level as Wu Jue, plus he is young, full of energy and blood, and his combat power has surpassed Wu Jue!

　　But facing Zhao Xuan, he was still not an opponent.

　　Even if it weren't for the master and apprentice, who cooperated tacitly, supported and rescued each other, they would have been beaten to the ground by Zhao Xuan alone.

　　But even so, facing Zhao Xuan's extremely powerful and easy-to-handle Eighteen Palms, they were still retreating steadily.

　　The old urchin next to him looked at it, his hands itchy.

　　Just now I fought with Zhao Xuan alone, but he hugged Xiao Xiang'er with one hand and crushed him with only one hand.

　　This made the old naughty boy very unconvinced. Seeing Zhao Xuan's single-handedly beating Hong Qigong and Guo Jing, his eyes kept rolling.

　　In the end, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot on the ground, and rushed forward as well, blasting out a Kongming fist.

　　"Grandpa Whitebeard, you sneak attack!"

　　Little Guo Xiang's milky voice came from behind, and the old naughty boy staggered and almost fell when he heard this. .

Chapter 175 Battle of the World (2/4)

　　But now it's all right, in little Guo Xiang's heart, the image of the old urchin that wasn't good at first is completely ruined now!

　　Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, forced Guo Jing and Hong Qigong back with a palm, turned around and hit out with a wagging tail.

　　The face of the old naughty boy who had just rushed up changed drastically, and before he could make a move, Na Jin wagged his tail and pulled him down.

　　"I get together!"

　　The old naughty boy couldn't help but yelled, and kept throwing out his fists to resist Zhao Xuan's wagging tail.

　　But Zhao Xuan's move was a blow with all his strength, no matter how the old naughty boy responded, he was still knocked to the ground and fell on all fours, really embarrassed.

　　This made the old naughty boy lose face very much, he failed in a sneak attack and was tortured.

　　At this moment, little Guo Xiang blinked her eyes and said solemnly, "Grandpa White Beard, what are you doing lying on the ground? Is there any gold?"

　　Hearing this, the old urchin almost vomited blood: ...

　　Everyone burst into laughter, Huang Rong quickly shook her head, the meaning was obvious, it wasn't taught by me, it really wasn't...

　　This girl is like this, whoever bullies her brother Xuan is her enemy!

　　No sister!

　　Depressed, the old naughty boy slapped his palm on the ground, his body bounced into the air in an instant, and the wind of his fist was fierce, and he slammed towards Zhao Xuan again.

　　On the other side, Guo Jing and Hong Qigong also attacked decisively, and two golds roared towards them.