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One move of the Arrogant Dragon's Regrets had repelled Granny Golden Flower!

Chu Tianqi shocked countless people!

The number of his live stream viewers began to soar!

The news that he had learned the Eighteen Dragon Palms spread quickly on the virtual network, attracting more and more viewers.

"Am I late?"

"How's the situation? I want to see Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"Granny Golden Flower has come out to harm people again?”

"Is that old beggar Hong Qigong?”

"Wow, Huang Rong is so beautiful!”

"Hiss-Chu Tianqi's back view…is so domineering!”

The

live broadcast camera was diagonally above Chu Tianqi's head, capturing his back and Granny Golden Flower at the foot of the mountain.

Granny Golden Flower steadied her body and revealed a frightened expression.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Tianqi, her eyes filled with disbelief.

How was this possible?

This kid had really learned the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

This kind of power was completely unlike that of a beginner!

Chu Tianqi looked down at her and said,""Senior, please give us a way out.”

Was this the power of the maximum level Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?

Even if his internal strength was not first-class, he could still display first-class power!

Granny Golden Flower was furious.

You embarrassed me and still want to let you live?

"What if I don't give it to you?”she asked coldly.

Chu Tianqi's expression remained unchanged as he said,""Then I can only fight to the death."

With that, he took down the Dragon Slaying Saber on his back.

The cloth was pulled open, and the Dragon Slaying Saber appeared!

The sunlight shone on the blade, emitting a terrifying cold light!

"Dragon Slaying Saber!"

"Good boy!" Granny Golden Flower exclaimed. So it was you who stole Third Xie Ge's Dragon Slaying Saber!”

Hong Qigong, Guo Jing, and Huang Rong widened their eyes again.

Golden Fur Lion King's Dragon Slaying Saber!

Song Xiaoyu was not surprised. She had previously checked Chu Tianqi's live broadcast records online and knew that the Dragon Slaying Saber had fallen into his hands.

"Slaying a dragon with your left hand and subduing a dragon with your right hand. I wonder if I can fight with Senior?”

Chu Tianqi asked again, full of confidence.

But he felt guilty.

Granny Golden Flower was the Purple-robed Dragon King, one of the four Guardian Kings of the Ming Cult!

He was really strong!

Granny Golden Flower was caught off guard by that palm strike earlier!

Hong Qigong suddenly walked to Chu Tianqi's side and said with a smile,""This old beggar can still use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. One old and one young, two sets of Dragon Subduing Palms.”

The two of them stood side by side on the edge of the cliff. The scene was fixed. They stood in the wind, beautiful as a painting.

At this moment, Chu Tianqi was no longer a Beta Tamer in the eyes of the audience.

He was a living chivalrous monk in Wuxia!

Granny Golden Flower's expression was ugly. She was no match for Hong Qigong.

Even if the old man was heavily injured, it would still be difficult for her to take him down with Chu Tianqi.

Think about it.

Granny Golden Flower had the intention to retreat. She flicked her sleeves and snorted coldly,"Then I'll let you go, but if I, Xie San Ge, find out that the Dragon Slaying Saber is in your hands, you're dead!”

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Chu Tianqi and Hong Qigong heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up and leave!"

Hong Qigong said with an ugly expression. Granny Golden Flower was an expert. She would be able to find the other Ming Cult experts very quickly.

The group immediately left.

Night fell.

In a cave, Chu Tianqi, Hong Qigong, Huang Rong, Guo Jing, and Song Xiaoyu were standing in front of a bonfire.

They had been running for an entire day and were very tired.

Hong Qigong was also heavily injured and needed to rest.

The situation was very unfavorable for them.

Chu Tianqi had wanted to learn the last three palm strikes from the Seventh elder, but seeing how seriously injured he was, he didn't dare to ask.

The atmosphere was low and no one spoke.

At this moment.

Hong Qigong stood up and said,"Little monk, I'll teach you the last three palm strikes. We'll put out the fire later. Ming Cult has the advantage in numbers, and the pursuit will not stop. It will take some time to return to our Beggar's Sect's encampment. We'll have to rely on you to protect us later."”

Chu Tianqi was stunned. He wanted to persuade him, but he was the first to wave his hand.

"The sixteenth stance! Frost-covered Ice to the Great Wall!

"Seventeenth stance! The Wild Goat!

"The eighteenth stance! Divine Dragon Wags Its Tail!"

Chu

Tianqi and the others looked on seriously.

Unfortunately, the others had not even learned the first fifteen palm strikes, so it was even more impossible for them to understand the last three palm strikes.

After Hong Qigong finished casting, Chu Tianqi closed his eyes.

"Peerless martial art detected-Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (last three palms)!”

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (Last Three Palms) automatically maxed out!”

Seeing Chu Tianqi enter a state of enlightenment, Hong Qigong nodded in satisfaction.

He sat down and sighed."This young monk's talent is really amazing. I've never seen such a genius before. Shaolin has picked up a treasure."”

Guo Jing nodded.

Huang Rong had a complicated look in her eyes, but she didn't make any sarcastic remarks.

Song Xiaoyu's thoughts were more complicated than hers.

After a while.

Chu Tianqi opened his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief.

He had completely mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

He just didn't know what was the difference between Hong Qigong's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Hong Qigong smiled. He didn't ask Chu Tianqi and directly ordered,""Put out the fire!"

Guo Jing immediately covered the fire with mud, and the cave fell into darkness.

It was a night of terror but no danger.

The next morning.

They continued on their journey.

Hong Qigong wanted to bring them to Beggar's Sect to seek help.

Beggar's Sect was closer to Mount Song's Shaolin Temple, but they did not ride horses, so they did not walk very fast.

The Ming Cult experts did not catch up, at least not for the time being.

At noon.

They were eating at a small inn in the forest.

Guo Jing had a lot of money, so he ordered a table full of dishes for them.

As they ate, they chatted about the scenery of Jiangnan, afraid that they would be suspected.

What if there were spies from the Ming Cult here?

A white-robed swordsman suddenly walked into the inn.

Chu Tianqi glanced at him, thinking that he had bumped into Ge Nia again.

"Don't look, it's an expert." Hong Qigong said in a low voice.

Huang Rong and Song Xiaoyu were so frightened that they quickly turned around.

Even Hong Qigong called him an expert…

White as snow…Chu

Tianqi suddenly thought of a name, and his heart pounded wildly.

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