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Chapter 17 The First Battle of Qiu Qianren

"Don't worry, my lord, Qiu should do his best."

Qiu Qianren took the lead, and he didn't even go to ride a horse, but just a little on the ground, the whole person floated out gently, walking on the grass, and the speed was even faster than the galloping horse.

Wanyan Hongxi led his troops to chase after him, but was pulled farther and farther by Qiu Qianren. Instead of being surprised, he was delighted. As long as Qiu Qianren could delay for a while, he would be able to lead his troops to catch up!
Chen Feng, who was in front of him, hadn't been happy for long, when he saw a shadow behind him chasing after him very fast. He was shocked. This man was so powerful that he could achieve such speed just by relying on his feet.

Master!

He is definitely a top player. Even if he has 50 years of skill, he is not sure that he will be able to explode at such a speed.

He glanced at Jin Bing, who was chasing after him, and then at Guo Jing and the others who were not too fast.

"Brother Chen, I'll stay here to help you."

Guo Jing did not want Chen Feng to take risks alone.

Chen Feng secretly said, good brother, he dared to stay at this time, which moved him a little.

However, his cultivation was already much stronger than yesterday. He shook his head and said, "No need, I have sweat and blood, and my martial arts are higher than yours. It's easier to escape, you guys go first!"

"Chen Xiaoyou must be careful." Qiu Chuji said solemnly. At this time, Chen Feng was willing to stay, and he admired him immensely.

"move."

Chen Feng waved his hand smartly, pressed it on the horse's back, turned his body around, and faced the direction behind him.

Ten feet away, an old man with a white beard looked majestic, his eyes were piercing, and his feet did not touch the ground, as if he were flying on the grass.

"What a powerful Qinggong, who are you?" Chen Feng sat down on the sweaty BMW, slightly changed his direction, and asked in a low voice.

"Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, if you come down and die by yourself, this old man can give you a treat. If you still want to escape, this old man will catch you up and catch you, but you will have to suffer?"

Qiu Qianren threatened that he wanted to leave one person to deal with first. He just saw that this person seemed to be taking the lead, and the credit for taking it down was definitely not small.

"Qiu Qianren floats on the iron palm!"

Chen Feng's pupils shrank abruptly, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect Wanyan Hongxi to invite this person out, probably to deal with them specially.

This person's martial arts skills are much higher than Ouyang Ke and others, and he is second only to Wu Jue. Wang Chongyang personally invited him to discuss the sword in Huashan last time.

However, this person has self-knowledge. At that time, he felt that his iron palm magic was not a great success, and he could not win the world number one. He has been in retreat for all these years, and his iron palm magic has achieved greatness.

It can be said that this old guy's current strength is already comparable to that of Wujue. Chen Feng, who had already reached 50 years of internal strength and was quite confident, suddenly dared not be careless.

He is now confident of winning against Qiu Chuji and others, but in the face of such existences, he still doesn't have much bottom line.

But after all the words were released, he couldn't get rid of this person for a while. He knew that he would definitely fight against this person, so he secretly gathered his strength, and said at the same time: "You are a dignified person in the Song Dynasty, don't you feel ashamed to do things for Jinren? ?"

"Hmph, boy, don't be so quick, even if you have this BMW, don't even think about leaving today."

Qiu Qianren snorted coldly, and pressed hard on the ground, but the speed was a little faster, and he kept closing the distance with Chen Feng.

In fact, in order to block the chasing soldiers, Chen Feng controlled his speed, otherwise his sweaty horse was only comparable to Guo Jing's little red horse, and he would have run to the front long ago.

This is also the reason why Qiu Qianren can keep chasing after him, otherwise the sweaty BMW would really run furiously.

"You can't keep us today." Chen Feng said proudly, even if his strength is worse than that of Qiu Qianren now, it won't be too much worse. With BMW helping Qiu Qianren, he can't.

"Then see if you have the ability." Qiu Qianren's face sank, he stopped talking, and buried his head in pursuit.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, ten feet, nine feet, eight feet...

Chen Feng raised his head and glanced at the golden soldiers at the back. Since these golden soldiers carried bows and arrows, the load was relatively large, and the horses were relatively poor. At this time, they could only eat dust at the back.

As long as he blocked Qiu Qianren and prevented him from disturbing Guo Jing and their retreat, the golden soldiers behind him would not be afraid, and they would all be able to leave successfully today.

When Qiu Qianren chased after only ten feet left, he shouted loudly, exploded with all his strength, and stepped on the ground into a huge depression. BMW is calling.

This palm is different from ordinary people, it is black, like black iron, and the fingers are still steaming, which is very strange.

Shoot people first shoot horses.

He also wanted to kill Chen Feng's horse and leave this person behind. When there was no horse, it would be easy to solve it.

Chen Feng's face changed slightly, knowing that this person had great skill in the palm of his hand. If he was beaten by him, the horse would be crippled if he didn't die.

He absolutely couldn't let it succeed, and the hand that had been accumulating all the time grasped the fist and smashed it against the iron palm.

Great Demon Fist!

If we talk about the most powerful kung fu on his body at present, it must be that he has just learned the Great Demon Fighting Fist from the second volume of the Jiuyin Mantra. This kung fu is extremely fierce, and there is not much change. extinguish.

He jumped off the horse, and the whole body's internal strength was concentrated in his fist, and he slammed into the iron palm without retreating.

"court death!"

The corners of Qiu Qianren's mouth showed a cold expression. His iron palm kung fu is known as the first in the palms of martial arts. Although the power is not as strong as the eighteen palms of subduing dragons, his palms are ingenious and ingenious. superior.

This person is only in his early twenties, and even if he cultivated from the womb, his skill is only 20 years old. How can he dare to directly collide with his iron palm?

Bang!
In the muffled sound, the inner strength of the two of them exploded, and the wind suddenly raged. Qiu Qianren's face sank, and he felt a fierce force that was not much worse than him, and had to stop in surprise.

Chen Feng was shocked and turned back and landed on the sprinting sweaty BMW again. The blood in his body rolled, his chest was stuffy, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He felt as if he had hit an iron wall just now, and his entire arm was numb. If he hadn't charged up in advance, and slapped his palms from the horse's back, plus some of the opponent's strength was used in the pursuit, he would definitely have Behaving more embarrassed.

"It's amazing, it is indeed the iron palm magic that will shake the world, haha, Qiu Qianren, I'll fight with you next time!"

He deliberately did not show any disadvantage, but laughed and rode away.

Qiu Qianren was already shocked by the waves in his heart. This young man's inner strength and strength were not much worse than him.

Seeing that the horse he rides is also of extraordinary quality, he understands that it is impossible to keep this person in this way, and in the end he can only sigh: "There are talented people in Jiangshan, but it has not been out for a long time, and there are such things in Jianghu. Proud."

(End of this chapter)