Activate the Emperor System and summon Dian Wei at the beginning of the game

"What a move to be proud of, but you will regret it!"

The long-browed old man looked at Qiao Feng with a shocked look on his face.

At such a young age, not only does this boy have unfathomable internal strength, but the martial arts he uses are unheard of, and the meaning of extreme strength and yang has only been seen in his life.

Where did the teacher come from?

"Although this palm technique, little friend, is domineering, it is too monotonous."

"If this is the only trick, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat me tonight!"

"Are there any other clever tricks?"

Hearing this, Qiao Feng couldn't help laughing: "Who told you, Mr. Qiao only has one move in his palm?"

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms——"

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

"See the dragon in the field!"

"Hongjian Yulu!"

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After seven or eight palm strikes in a row, the long-browed old man's clothes were already in a mess, and he looked very embarrassed.

Qiao Feng was still tall and straight, looking at Chang Mei and his group aloofly, and said calmly: "It's your turn!"

"My set of palm techniques totals eighteen palms!"

"Now I can only hit eight palms!"

"hiss!"

Not only Long Mei, but also the old man in yellow robe next to him, all looked horrified!

Such a domineering and unparalleled move, one move is enough to be proud of the world, but now, there are eighteen palms!

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms...Eighteen Palms...That's it!"

"In that case, I would like to see my little friend's eighteenth palm."

Changmei's clothes suddenly swayed, and a powerful aura surged from his body, and he actually entered the middle stage of the Myriad Phenomenon Realm.

Qiao Feng's expression was calm and he smiled heartily: "No need to talk nonsense, let's see the real deal!"

"The ninth form - or dragon in the abyss!"

"Tenth Form - Double Dragons Fetching Water!"

With a low cry, the surging internal energy instantly transformed into two water dragons. Accompanied by a dragon roar, they rose into the sky and roared towards Chang Mei.

The yellow-robed old man on the side felt the power of the two water dragons in the void, and his expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, take action together!"

"superior!"

The eight figures soared into the air together, and Qiao Feng stretched out his arms, filling his whole body with strong internal energy. The two water dragons seemed to have received instructions, circling towards the eight people!

"boom!"

Eight internal forces bombarded the two water dragons together, and the nine people stagnated in the void together. The mighty internal energy frenzy continued to collide in the void.

A faint luster filled the moonlight.

Not far away, Ning Fan stood quietly in the attic, his expression extremely calm.

A'Zhu looked at Qiao Feng nervously, with a little worry in his eyes.

"Master..."

"No problem!"

"鞥!"

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment, and Qiao Feng slowly gathered his arms toward his chest. The expressions of the eight people opposite him suddenly changed.

"Break it for me!"

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Qiao Feng's internal energy suddenly shook, and the eight people were sent flying out in an instant.

"Ahem!"

"You... are actually in the late stage of Vientiane!"

"How is it possible? How can you reach such a state at such a young age?"

"Come again!"

Qiao Feng, however, had no intention of talking nonsense with them. He swept his body and killed the eight people again.

The clothes are swaying, and the long hair behind her is flowing automatically.

"I didn't expect that my little friend's inner strength is so deep!"

"In that case, let's try this trick!"

Changmei wiped the bloodshot lips, and slowly made a starting move: "I have been immersed in martial arts for nearly a hundred years, but I didn't expect that today I was forced to use my backhand by a junior."

"My little friend is so proud."

Qiao Feng looked at Chang Mei, but his face showed a bit of disdain, and he said in a graceful manner: "If you have any other clever tricks, just use them, I, Qiao Feng, will follow!"

"good!"

"You go find Prince Dayu and leave him to me!"

"good!"

The other seven figures flew towards the attic together, but Qiao Feng's expression changed slightly and he said calmly: "Have you asked Qiao?"

"Go back!"

With one palm shot, the tyrannical internal force directly knocked all seven people back. Several palm shots were fired in an instant. Except for Chang Mei and Huang Pao, the rest of the people were unable to fight back.

"Brother Yan, get close to him!"

"good!"

The two of them looked at each other, and their bodies flashed and instantly turned into several afterimages, rushing towards Qiao Feng one from the left and the other from the right.

"interesting!"

"It's actually a boxing formation!"

"Condor Claws!"

Huangpao's right hand condensed its claws and reached out to grab Qiao Feng's arm.

Changmei also took advantage of the situation and punched Qiao Feng on the left side.

"hehe!"

"Dragon Grip!"

"Taizu Changquan!"

Qiao Feng punched with his left hand and clawed with his right hand, shaking the two of them hard on the left and right.

"What!"

"You actually know how to claw?"

"sharp!"

The three of them were fighting, Qiao Feng's internal energy was endless, but the old man in yellow robe was already feeling a little tired.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, the old man in yellow robes was already covered in blood and flesh from the claws of the dragon. His long eyebrows were also confused and his body was staggering.

"boom!"

After another move, the two sides separated. Chang Mei and Huang Pao looked at each other, with a look of helplessness on their faces.

"That's all!"

"I didn't expect that Prince Yu would have such a master as Xiaoyou by his side!"

"I made a mistake today, I'll see you later!"

As he said that, Chang Mei cupped his hands towards Qiao Feng and let out a long sigh: "What a terrifying young man!"

"Farewell!"

As they said this, the two were about to get up, but Qiao Feng shouted: "Come if you want, leave if you want, where do you put me, Dayu?"

"Stay here!"

He stretched out his hands suddenly and activated the Dragon Capture Technique. Changmei and Huangpao, who had just taken to the air, both stagnated and fell down together.

"Hmm?"

"My friend, don't go too far!"

"Stop it."

"If the two of us really want to leave, even if there are three more masters, they can't stop us."

There was a bit of displeasure on Changmei's face. You know, it's quite difficult for them to fight for their lives at this level.

Almost everyone has a trump card that can save their lives. If they really exchange them, it will be a real fight for their lives.

The man in yellow robe was also standing aside with a bit of anger: "Boy, do you understand the rules of the martial arts world?"

"Hmph!"

"Rules?"

"In my Dayu, the laws of the country are the rules!"

Qiao Feng took a step forward and looked at the two people as if he was looking at two dead people: "If Qiao wants to keep you two, you really can't leave."

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!"

The palm prints instantly filled his body, and as Qiao Feng swept, the eighteen palm prints moved with him.

"The dragon swings its tail!"

"Boom!"

The whole palace was violently shaken, and the surrounding attics collapsed. The figures of Changmei and Huangpao also fell to the ground together, their faces extremely pale.

"How is it possible, how could you..."

"What sect are you from?"

"Are you from Kunlun?"

Qiao Feng's figure slowly landed on the ground, and he said lightly: "Qiao is just an ordinary martial artist in the martial arts world!"

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