Chapter 2300 Forcibly Open Five or Five

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Hearing his shout, Brother Alibu and Haizang turned their heads one after another. Song Qingshu had a headache. Maybe it was because he was careless and his heartbeat was revealed to Xingzang. While thinking about how to explain it, he suddenly heard a hearty laugh.

"Hahaha, I heard that there was a banquet here, and I couldn't help but come in to find some lamb shanks to eat. I didn't expect to be found so quickly." I saw a thick-handed old man holding a The vermilion wine gourd held a delicious leg of lamb in one hand, and his mouth was full of oil, "I have to say that the roast lamb leg craft on the grassland is more authentic than the Jiangnan side, what seasoning is sprinkled on it, I've never tasted it before."

Mongolia is now conquering the countries in the Western Regions, and can enjoy the treasures of Chinese and Western countries. Naturally, these spices are much richer than those in the south of the Yangtze River.

Song Qingshu looked strange for a while when he saw the face of the person who came, it turned out to be him!

"He Fang rat, how dare you go to the palace to steal!" The black-clothed man next to Brother Alibu shouted, his body jumped, and the whole person rushed towards the other side like an eagle hitting the sky, and his five fingers were like iron claws towards the other side. Grab the door.

Song Qingshu applauded secretly when he saw it, thinking that the Mongolian side is really a master, and any person in the palace has such masters. Moreover, I can feel that Mongolia has become stronger and stronger over the years. You must know that the first masters under Ali Buge were the ancestors of Sang Jie and Xue Dao. The skills of this person in front of him are obviously much higher than those of the two. There is a kind of shotgun and cannon Feel.

Seeing him pounce, the sloppy old man curled his lips: "I can't bear a leg of lamb. It's too stingy to return it to the palace." As he spoke, he threw the leg of lamb in his hand.

However, his throw was just right, and the man on the opposite side grabbed it with all five fingers.

The man in black hurriedly threw the leg of lamb aside, looking at the greasy hands, he wanted to wipe it subconsciously, but at this moment, there was no handkerchief besides clothes, so he couldn't help but get angry: "Looking for death!"

His speed was a generation faster than before, and he attacked with a fierce wind. Although he was angry in his heart, he had seen from the opponent's just throw that the opponent's martial arts were extremely high, so he was extremely cautious when shooting.

The sloppy old man's expression was solemn, and he also saw that the other party was not an ordinary person.

With a bang, the man in black was shaken into the air, but there was no joy on the face of the sloppy old man.

With a quick palm movement, the man in black fell straight down from mid-air, punching like a thunderbolt.

The other party took advantage of the sky, and the sloppy old man also took advantage of the weight of the earth, and greeted him with a palm. With a loud bang, the stone slabs under his feet had been stepped on to crack.

The man in black once again used the power of counterattack to fly into the air. Song Qingshu looked up and saw that he was six feet tall. He did not fall immediately, but circled in the air.

The sloppy old man knew that the blow from behind him would definitely be more ferocious, and his upper body also twisted and rotated frantically, and his hands quickly moved in front of his chest, only a mass of afterimages could be seen.

The man in black fell from the air again. This attack was much more ferocious than the previous two combined. The surrounding leaves and stones moved automatically without wind, forming a foggy wind wall. The oppressive force in the air subconsciously retreated a lot, and the sloppy old man seemed to be in the center of the storm, and would soon be crushed by the storm.

At this moment, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded from the center of the storm, and several faintly dragon-shaped qi burst through the wind barrier. Destroying the tree and breaking, several expert guards had already blocked Brother Alibu and Hai Mi before they lost their bodies, blocking the aftermath of the battle for them.

The two figures on the battlefield had already separated, and the man in black took advantage of the situation to return to Brother Ali Bu, standing with his hands behind his back, with a light-hearted attitude.

The sloppy old man also took a few steps back and looked at him in surprise: "What kind of trick did you just call?"

"The three smashes of the devil's attack!" The man in black said proudly.

"It's not bad, it's similar to my nephew Qiao Feng's three waves of the Yangtze River." The sloppy old man was full of praise, "Where are you? Why haven't you seen it before."

"Yingui School, Bi Yejing." The man in black said lightly, waiting to hear the other side's compliments.

After hearing his name, Song Qingshu remembered that Shan Yuru seemed to have mentioned this person to him before, whether it was her uncle or something.

"Bi Ye Jing?" The sloppy old man frowned, wondering why he had never heard of this character, but he didn't want to say that the other party was embarrassed, so he changed the subject and said, "Yingui School, when I was a disciple when I was young, it was I heard it mentioned from the master's mouth, it seems to be the Central Plains before the rise of Mingjiao

The most powerful demon sect, but for some unknown reason, it fled far away from the Western Regions of Mobei a hundred years ago. "

"Hmph, it's the Holy Religion!" Bi Yejing corrected, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "Who is your Excellency, who can tie with this seat, presumably not a nameless person."

Song Qingshu, who was observing in the dark, almost didn't laugh out loud, a tie? Others can't see it, but he can see it clearly from this angle. His hands behind his back are trembling, obviously he just suffered a lot from his palms.

Although he is slightly inferior to the other party, but he insists that he is in a tie, how can he be as virtuous as King Dalun Meng?

The sloppy old man laughed a few times: "I'm an old beggar, what kind of reputation do I have?"

At this time, Brother Ali noticed his patched clothes and a missing finger on his hand, so he couldn't help but say, "Could it be that your Excellency is Hong Qigong, the Northern Beggar of the Five Greats of the Central Plains.

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Back then, he was in charge of attacking the Qing Dynasty in the northeast, and his subordinates, Sang Jie and Xue Dao Ancestor, told him about the famous masters in the Central Plains. Hong Qigong's characteristics were so obvious, of course he could easily recognize them.

"The Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger in the Central Plains, the name of the Five Greatness is really ashamed," Hong Qigong sighed, "If it was a few years ago, the old beggar might have been a little conceited about the name of the Five Greatness, but I have seen too many evil spirits in these years. I know what it means to be outside people and there are heavens."

Especially when he thinks of a guy surnamed Song, his martial arts are unfathomable at such a young age, let alone the same age, even now he may not be able to compare to him. Thinking of this, he felt annoyed in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to bite a sheep The leg vented his anger, but when he got half of his hand, he remembered that the leg of lamb was thrown out as a hidden weapon. He glanced at the leg of lamb covered in dust in the corner. He subconsciously licked his lips, and had to take a jug and drink a sip of wine to dissolve it. Awkward.

Brother Ali was overjoyed: "Sure enough, it is Mr. Hong. It is rare to see such a person on weekdays. This time, it was a coincidence. It is just the so-called choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. It is better to let Xiao Wang be the host. Mongolian wine, taste the special food?"

His temperament was not so virtuous, but he fought against Kublai Khan over the years and saw that he had recruited a lot of talented people, how could he not be envious? Therefore, unconsciously, some learned the way of the opponent.

Hong Qigong was about to leave, but when he heard about the delicious food and wine, he was suddenly there, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

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