Drunk Immortal Gourd

Qingyang, on the other hand, had already been prepared and used his famous Spiritual Crane Technique to greet him. Linghe Gong is a set of palm techniques created by Songhe Lao Tao, and it is also very famous in the world. Every time you use it, your body is like a spiritual crane and your palms are like an eagle striking, making it difficult for the opponent to deal with it.

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. Tao 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. His sensitivity and reaction ability are many times higher than those of ordinary warriors, and he has the help of the great killer weapon of Divine Mind, so he is facing 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 Injury, the Tiger Roaring Fist used is also extremely powerful.

The two of them were going back and forth, and they had passed more than a dozen moves without realizing 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, and the situation gradually improved. In addition to defending and dodging, sometimes you can also sneak attacks and not always be passively beaten.

Of course, Qingyang still didn't dare to confront Hu Zhenhua head-on. He was worried that if he confronted the opponent, he would definitely suffer the loss. Anyway, I can barely cope with it now. If I delay for a while, when Hu Zhenhua's skills are almost exhausted, 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 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 it in a narrow way, 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, but he couldn't even defeat a young boy. What would he look like in the future? Gain 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 he 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 become more and more courageous. 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 when Qingyang was about to launch a counterattack, 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 didn't dare to be careless. While fighting the opponent vigorously, he also kept an eye on 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 moved aside in a slightly embarrassed manner. As soon as Qingyang made the evasive action, the flying knife flew past his neck. 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. However, 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 considerable progress. Qingyang couldn't help but feel secretly happy. As a result, before he could get happy, the smile on his face suddenly froze, because Hu Zhenhua opposite him seemed to be conjuring 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 thrown out at the same time, he can completely block the opponent's left, center and right. No matter how the opponent avoids, he will eventually be hit by the knife. This is the true meaning of Hu Zhenhua. Even top-notch masters can't dodge this bottom-of-the-box stunt.

Just now, with the help of his spiritual thoughts, he had managed to avoid a flying knife in a panic, which also made Qingyang understand that the huge gap in strength between the two could not be easily made up by other means. If Hu Zhenhua used all three swords, he would 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: "Master Hu, please come and be okay."

Someone, are there other masters lurking next to them? Hu Zhensong was startled, held the flying knife in his hand, and quickly looked in the direction of the sound. He saw an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard at the entrance of the cave next to him, looking at him 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 are you here again? Is he a human or a ghost?

As a result, he found a very sad result, because no matter whether this 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 even better than his elder brother. Not to mention his injuries, he would not be able to defeat him even in his prime. If it were a ghost, it would be even scarier. If you saw a ghost in broad daylight, wouldn't you die without a burial place?

Hu Zhenhua was so frightened that he lost his mind. After all 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. Either way.