The Era of Immortal Cultivation

"Light, giant of light?"

Li Hao stared at this scene dumbfounded, unable to hold back any longer, "I shouldn't have told Qiao Feng this story, right?"

But this is no longer important.

At this moment, the towering giant stands between heaven and earth, facing the boundless night, puffing up his majestic chest. Just his simple 'existence' is like a miracle, spreading his golden-white brilliance all over the world like the sun.

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The earth trembled because of his great power, the sky celebrated his birth, and Zhou Tong was scolding his mother.

It was not easy to cultivate the true method of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism, and it was not easy to find the fragile balance between the four sources of energy...

Shouldn't it be that after I revealed the unity of the Four Dharmas, your Qiao Feng, the best master in the world, was so shocked that he bowed down and worshiped me?

But the current situation seems to be a little inappropriate if you don’t accept it!

But Zhou Tong had practiced the 'arrogance' of the Confucianism's 'seven thieves', so he still had to face shame. What's more, his close disciples behind him were waiting for him to flourish, so he had to at least fight him before talking about it, right?

"So handsome!" Wang Gui murmured in his duck voice.

Zhou Tong turned around and looked behind him. The disciples were staring at Qiao Feng's light giant with brilliant eyes, and had no time to pay attention to their master's heroic appearance.

Damn it!

Isn’t this the master’s former criminal?

"Gang Leader Qiao, please give me some advice!"

Zhou Tong's anger arose in his heart. After drinking, the flesh and blood on his left hand suddenly grew wildly, covering his whole body, and then continued to multiply.

In an instant, Zhou Tong transformed into a two-foot-long flesh and blood giant.

Zhou Tong has given up hope of defeating Qiao Feng, but he can't win in a fight, at least he can't lose in terms of face, right?

Qiao Feng waited leisurely and elegantly for Zhou Tong to finish his transformation, and then said softly: "Then I'm here!"

In an instant, the light giant went from extremely still to extremely moving, blasting out with a simple cannon punch.

High-end martial arts battles are sometimes just a matter of one person defeating ten.

Zhou Tong clasped his arms together, trying to use some method to relieve the force, but he was shocked to realize that Qiao Feng's body was made of light and had no flesh, blood, muscles or bones, so he could only take this punch forcefully.

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"Boom!"

The huge sound came out like muffled thunder, blowing the trees and buildings on half the mountain top topsy turvy.

One punch, two punches...many punches!

Our hard power was already far behind, and we lost the opportunity for a while.

In close combat, Zhou Tong often had to take five or six punches before he could hit Qiao Feng with one or two punches. What shocked him even more was that the light giant's ability to withstand blows seemed to be better than his own.

If this is the case, defeat is bound to happen quickly.

Zhou Tong is also a master who has experienced hundreds of battles. Although his head was dizzy from Qiao Feng's grinding fist, he still instinctively made the most favorable reaction.

Qiao Feng struck with another punch, but Zhou Tong did not resist. He used the power of this punch to retreat, and then a pair of black wings sprouted from his back and soared into the sky!

Above the sky, Zhou Tong transformed his leg into a giant cannon with a caliber of more than 800mm, and dazzling plasma arcs flashed in it.

"Electromagnetic destruction cannon!"

You can't let this move hit the ground directly, otherwise the entire mountain will be destroyed! Thinking of this, Qiao Feng decided to take this powerful shot head-on.

I saw the giant light making a circle with its left palm, straightening its right palm, and slowly pushing it out. This is a rare defensive move in the Beggar Clan's magical skill of subduing the dragon palm, 'seeing a dragon in the field'!

An invisible hexagonal honeycomb structure barrier immediately appeared, blocking the purple-red thunder that fell like a punishment from heaven.

After blocking this devastating shot, Qiao Feng raised his hand high and fired a particle beam from the palm of his hand, forcing it back towards Zhou Tong who wanted to fire another shot, and then he also rose into the sky.

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, and not long after, Qiao Feng, who had returned to his normal appearance, pulled Zhou Tong back to the ground with a happy expression on his face.

"Hahaha! Brother Zhou, what a joy!"

Qiao Feng's heroic laughter rang out, and everyone in the Beggar Clan beamed with joy and shouted long live.

"Broken!"

Li Hao slapped his thigh. He was so busy watching the fun that he even forgot to cook glutinous rice balls.

Li Hao quickly waved his hand to Qiao Feng and said: "Gang leader! Tangyuan!"

Qiao Feng, who was still chatting politely with Zhou Tong, who was bruised and bruised, heard this and pulled Zhou Tong closer. He saw that the glutinous rice balls in the big pot that had clearly defined grains had now completely turned into a pot of sticky and unknown paste.

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Seeing Li Hao and Qiao Feng sighing around the pot, Zhou Tong scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"What kind of panacea is this? I came here at the wrong time! I'm sorry, I apologize!"

"Hahaha! No need to pay, it's not some kind of medicine!" Li Hao laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. He looked around at the surrounding beggars and then said in a deep voice:

"Today is the Lantern Festival. The gang leader personally kneaded some Yuanxiao. I was planning to cook it and share it with everyone, but now it seems I can't eat it."

The boss made it? Share it with everyone?

Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, and then said with emotion: "No wonder the Beggar Gang has become more and more prosperous in recent years. Gang leader Qiao has both ability and political integrity, and cares for his subordinates. I am not as good as me!"

The elder Lu Zhang, who had always been taciturn and inarticulate, looked excited and suddenly shouted:

"Why can't you eat it? The gang leader made it himself, even if it is poison, I will eat it!"

After saying that, he actually picked up his broken bowl, walked to the pot, prostrated himself in the tunnel and said: "Please help me, Lord!"

Qiao Feng picked up a large spoon and gave it to him.

Lu Zhang didn't say anything. He held the bowl and bowed again, then stepped away. The law enforcement elder also held the bowl and asked for it...

The members of the Beggar Clan received the glutinous rice balls with solemn expressions. What was originally a simple matter of sharing food among them actually made them feel a bit solemn and ceremonial.

After everyone received their meals, they all stood motionless and looked at Qiao Feng.

Yue Yun, who had been silent since joining the Beggar Clan, suddenly pulled Wang Gui, Yuefei and walked forward, kowtowed:

"Gang Leader Qiao, can you give us three a half spoonful too?"

"Of course!" Qiao Feng laughed and gave each of the three of them a full spoonful.

Zhou Tong looked at the side and hesitated to speak. Just when he was about to speak, he was stopped by Li Hao who came closer and said: "Brother Zhou, why don't you eat something too?"

"Zhou is not hungry!"

"You have to eat half a spoon even if you eat half a spoon. If you don't eat, you will starve to death!"

Li Hao smiled sadly, revealed his metal dragon-shaped arm, scooped out half a spoonful, and handed Zhou Tong a bowl.

Zhou Tong was horrified. He could only choose to spread out his limbs to avoid conflicts. It looked like this man's arm basically fused two source energy?

I'm afraid this man's martial arts skills are not inferior to mine!

Glancing at Qiao Feng next to him again, Zhou Tong gritted his teeth and stretched out his bowl to catch all the paste.

Seeing that everyone present had eaten the glutinous rice, Qiao Feng happily scooped up two more bowls, handed one to Li Hao, and then looked at everyone and said happily:

"Everyone, let's eat!"

Everyone in the Beggar Clan ate in silence, licking the bottom of the bowl clean, and staring at Qiao Feng while eating.

After dispersing the gang, they arranged for Master Zhou Tong and his disciples to stay. When he returned to the courtyard, Qiao Feng thought more and more something was wrong, and finally asked Li Hao:

"Why is everyone a little weird today?"

Li Hao rolled his eyes and said:

"You first show your divine and demonic ways, and then you share the gruel with kindness. Who will not be convinced by your kindness and power? If you say tomorrow that everyone will go to Tokyo to kill the emperor, these people will just sharpen their knives and follow suit!"

"How could I do such a thing?"

Qiao Feng laughed and felt that this didn't seem to be a bad thing, so he didn't ask any further questions. He just patted his head and said:

"It's finished, my warrior body!"

? ? Post-holiday syndrome has occurred. There is another chapter to be updated in the evening.