Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

As soon as the old beggar spoke, the aggressive Nangong Ling party suddenly fell silent.

But even so, the anxiety in Hong Qigong's eyes still did not dissipate. His gaze was directed towards the two figures who were fighting fiercely in the martial arts arena.

Judging from the situation, it may be difficult to tell the winner for the time being.

The final result may end in a draw.

Hong Qigong sighed lightly, a trace of anxiety appeared in his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"Little demon, why haven't you come yet?"

boom!

In the martial arts arena, the figures of Qiao Feng and Nangong Ling separated at the slightest touch, the true energy in their palms exploded, and another Dragon Subduing Palm fight was fruitless.

The two figures retreated violently and stood on each side.

The next moment, Qiao Feng and Nangong Ling, as if they had made an agreement, struck out together again. The mighty palm force transformed into two blue dragons, which slammed into each other fiercely!

boom! !

With a loud bang like thunder, layers of air waves roared out like waves, lifting up a layer of floor tiles on the entire ground!

Kaka!

This move [Kang Long You Hui] was performed with all the strength of both men, but they were still evenly matched and it was impossible to tell who was better!

Seeing this scene, a burst of noise suddenly arose among the people watching the game.

"Amazing!"

"Either of these two is an outstanding talent. I never thought that the Beggars' Sect would have two such great geniuses!"

"He can compete with Qiao Feng from the north. It seems that this Young Master Nangong is the best choice for the leader of the Southern Beggars' Sect, right?"

"Yes! His martial arts skills are not inferior to Qiao Feng's, his literary talent is even better, and his connections are unmatched. It seems that the outcome of today is decided!"

And at this moment, in the battle formation.

Nangong Ling's originally handsome face now looked a little distorted, and the gentle smile that he always had on his face disappeared.

What replaced it was endless resentment and anger!

"Qiao Feng!"

"I, Nangong Ling, was the only undisputed successor to the Beggars' Sect! But since you joined, you have been better than me in everything and have done everything better than me!"

"But now, I am going to trample you under my feet in front of everyone and let everyone in the world know that I, Nangong Ling, am thousands of times stronger than you, Qiao Feng!!"

Nangong Ling growled in a voice that only the two of them could hear, and a hint of blood red quietly emerged in his eyes, making him as ferocious as a mad beast.

"Today, I am the chosen one, and the only one!"

The next moment, he let out a low roar, and a strange and mysterious mark quietly appeared on his neck. The mark was dark and strange, like a spell.

"And you are just an ant under my feet!"

The moment the curse seal appeared, Nangong Ling's power suddenly doubled, and strands of pitch-black flames spread out from his true energy and permeated his dragon-shaped palm power.

"This move will turn you into ashes!"

Nangong Ling smiled grimly and pressed his palm hard into the void.

Chi Chi!

Following a shrill dragon roar.

Wisps of pitch-black flames suddenly spread over the originally dark golden Dragon Subduing Palm power, gradually turning it pitch black, like a magic dragon, appearing extremely strange!

What is even more incredible is that this pitch-black flame seems to be able to burn true energy.

Under the shocked gazes of countless people, as the pitch-black dragon roared toward the sky, the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm that burst out from Qiao Feng's palm was actually burned up completely!

The originally stalemate situation shifted in an instant!

"This...how is this possible!?"

Qiao Feng's tiger eyes suddenly widened, and a look of disbelief emerged in his eyes.

Nangong Ling's sneer suddenly rang out.

"How can you, a frog in a well, know the vastness of the world?"

Nangong Ling took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy. She had arrived in front of Qiao Feng without him noticing when. She raised a hand filled with pitch-black flames and went straight for Qiao Feng's heart meridian!

"Die to me!"

Seeing Nangong Ling's brutal attack, Qiao Feng also became furious.

"Even if you die, I won't make it easy for you!"

He just shouted angrily, and then both palms came out at the same time, the right hand used the Dragon Subduing Palm, and the left hand used the Dragon Capturing Palm. He completely gave up on defense and wanted to fight this guy to the death!

Looking at the resolute look on Qiao Feng's face, Nangong Ling couldn't help but sneer, with murderous intent surging in her eyes.

"Fool!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly clenched his palms, and a pitch-black devil fire suddenly swept out, as if it was the nemesis of all true energy, and it completely dissolved Qiao Feng's offensive!

“This…this is impossible!?”

Seeing this scene, cold sweat immediately dripped from Qiao Feng's head.

As if feeling that he had won the game, Nangong Ling smiled triumphantly and said proudly:

"The magic fire bestowed upon me by His Majesty the Emperor, how can an ant like you resist it?"

After saying that, he changed his palm into claws and attacked Qiao Feng's chest with the Black Tiger Heart-Rending Move. The pitch-black magic fire also turned into strange black claws, rushing towards Qiao Feng and covering him.

"it's over!"

"Qiao Feng, the final winner is me!"

"And you can only turn into ashes!"

Looking at the hideous smile on Nangong Ling's face, Qiao Feng couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

"Brother Su, it seems that only you can kill this demon..."

And at this critical moment of life and death, a joking voice that seemed like a smile suddenly came from the sky and suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

"Wulian Tianzun, I haven't seen enough, why is it ending?"

Chapter 233 The banished immortal comes to the world and shocks the whole audience!

This chuckle was as calm as a whisper, yet as majestic as the law of nature.

The sound was not loud, but it inexplicably resounded between heaven and earth, as if it came from the sky above.

"Brother Su?!"

Hearing this laughter, Qiao Feng's tall body trembled suddenly, and a burst of ecstasy suddenly surged in his tiger eyes. He even forgot about the impending crisis in front of him and looked towards the sky in surprise.

"You're finally here!"

"Who is it?!" Nangong Ling was shocked and subconsciously stopped his attack. Anger rose in his eyes and he shouted:

"Who is so blind as to dare to cause trouble in my Beggars' Sect?!"

All the Beggars' Sect members present were also filled with shock and anger.

Countless eyes looked in the direction where the laughter came from.

I want to see who has the guts to cause trouble in the Beggars' Sect!

This sight left everyone present stunned.

I saw a five-colored rainbow above the sky, like a river in the sky, quietly falling from mid-air.

And above this five-colored rainbow light, a divine bull stepped on the clouds, like a legendary divine beast, walking on the void, riding the divine light and galloping down.

Amidst countless shocked gazes, they saw a Taoist in white lying on his side on the back of the divine bull.

The Taoist in white was lying in the colorful clouds. Although his features could not be seen clearly, it could be vaguely seen that he was in a state of half asleep and half awake.

Its momentum is as deep as a mountain and as majestic as a deep abyss, without a trace of worldly air, just like a banished celestial being from heaven.

Suddenly, the whole place was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the Taoist in white who was riding on a cow.

Countless eyes were filled with shock.

Everyone present even began to doubt their own eyes, thinking that what they saw might just be a bizarre illusion.

It was not because they doubted themselves, but because the scene before them was too incredible.

Could it be... that this is an immortal descending to earth?

Among the people present, there were many Taoists.

There were even Su Liu’s old acquaintances, the Seven Masters of the Quanzhen Sect.

Although the founder Wang Chongyang disappeared from the world, they still remain in the world, maintaining the inheritance of Quanzhen Sect.

When they saw the Taoist in white riding the five-colored divine bull, the Seven Quanzhen disciples were dumbfounded, and the legend left by the Taoist ancestor emerged in their minds.

Purple air comes from the east for thirty thousand miles, a saint passes by here on his way west, a green ox carries an old man in a carriage, hiding himself from the primordial energy!

Didn’t the legendary Taoist saint ride a green ox as his mount?

Could it be that... there really are immortals in this world! ?

The Seven Quanzhen disciples couldn't help but get excited.

But after the five-colored divine bull fell to the ground, everyone gradually saw the appearance of the Taoist in white. The Seven Quanzhen disciples felt as if they were struck by lightning and could not help but exclaim in surprise.

"What—々‖—"

"How could it be him..."

“This…this is impossible!?”

Hearing this, the rest of the people looked at the Seven Masters of Quanzhen in surprise.

It seemed as if they were curious about how the Quanzhen Sect could know such a divine figure?

Ma Dayuan swallowed his saliva, looked at Ma Jue, the eldest brother among the Seven True Ones, with shock in his eyes, and asked cautiously:

"Brother Ma, could it be that... you recognize this Immortal?"

Ma Jue laughed bitterly and said:

"More than just recognition, my Quanzhen Sect was destroyed by this man..."

Qiu Chuji, who was standing by, snorted coldly, with fire in his eyes, and said angrily:

"What immortal? He's clearly a demon!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was stunned at first, then their eyes widened, with a vague guess in their hearts, and countless people looked at the figure in white.

A name that is feared by everyone in the world quietly emerged in everyone's mind.

Su Liu.

Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu!

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out. Hong Qigong looked at the figure on the ox's back and couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He laughed and said:

"Little demon, you are finally here. I, an old beggar, have been waiting for you for a long time!"

On the back of the sacred bull, Su Liu raised his eyes and glanced, smiling and saying:

"I wanted to watch the excitement for a while longer, but unfortunately if I don't take action, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen..."

Hearing this, Qiao Feng scratched his head, feeling somewhat ashamed, and said with a wry smile:

"It's my poor ability that made Brother Su effective."

Su Liu waved his hand, his eyes swept across Nangong Ling, and then smiled:

"It's not that you're incompetent, it's just that there's something weird about the guy opposite you."