In the forest.
Yifan and Qiao Feng chased each other. Although the two of them were half-drunk, they were stronger in this half-drunk state.
Moreover, both of them were Xiantian experts. The Conception and Governor Meridians in their bodies had long been opened up, and their True Qi was endless.
The more he walked, the faster he got. In the blink of an eye, he had run 30 miles.
"The War God is really skilled!"
"However, I have to speed up!”
Qiao Feng laughed and walked faster and faster.
His qinggong wasn't particularly brilliant, but it had been developed to the extreme.
It could be said that Qiao Feng's talent was unparalleled, and any martial art was like a peerless martial art in his hands.
As he spoke, Qiao Feng's speed increased.
However, when he turned around, he saw that Yifan was still as carefree as before, as if he was strolling in a courtyard.
In fact, Yifan's steps were sometimes high and sometimes fast.
No matter how Qiao Feng increased his speed, Yifan followed behind him calmly.
This footwork was exquisite and made people admire it.
At this moment, Yifan also felt something.
In this half-drunk state, he felt his entire body relax, as if he had become one with heaven and earth.
For a moment, the true qi of the Martial God Art grew endlessly.
His footwork was also becoming more and more mysterious.
When Yifan saw Qiao Feng's steps, he suddenly thought of the Wave Subtle Steps that Duan Yu had displayed.
He actually began to think about how to create his own footwork.
After all, after attaining great success in the Martial God Art, there were still gaps between his moves.
Other than the World Extinguishing Divine Spear, he had gained nothing.
If he could create a new footwork now, he would be able to advance his Martial God Art once again.
For this reason, he used his drunkenness to comprehend heaven and earth.
Under the great opportunity system, his mind became more and more enlightened.
Qinggong techniques could not only be used to travel, dodge, and move, but they could also be used to hurt people.
All of a sudden, Yifan stepped forward and the ground shattered.
His entire body shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, like a thunderbolt.
Almost instantly, Yifan landed in front of Qiao Feng.
"Good qinggong!"
"This footwork is agile and domineering. I wonder which sect it is from?”
Qiao Feng couldn't help but cheer.
He had thought that Yifan's qinggong was only cool and unrestrained, but that last burst of power…
He wanted to let him know that Yifan's Light-body Technique dominated the world.
"This is a qinggong that I just created.”
"Let's call it Traceless Thunder!"
"When moving, it is like thunder. When still, it is like flowing water!”
"Traceless Water, dodging and moving as fast as lightning!”
Yifan laughed.
He was confident that his lightness skill was far superior to the Wave Subtle Steps!
"As expected of the War God. I admit defeat!”
Qiao Feng was filled with admiration.
After all, one could practice any martial arts, but creating one's own martial arts was much more difficult.
Anyone who created their own martial artist, which one of them was not talented?
However, at this moment, a cold shout came from the forest,""Respect this, respect that, you must take revenge!”
"Who is it?"
Qiao Feng was shocked, but his voice gradually faded away.
"War God, I have something urgent to attend to. I'll be leaving first!”
Qiao Feng excused himself and hurriedly chased after him.
Seeing this, Yifan could not help but shake his head. Needless to say, this voice was definitely his father who had tricked his son, Xiao Yuanshan.
Thinking of Qiao Feng's tragedy, Yifan could not help but sigh.
Qiao Feng was considered a true chivalrous person in the Heavenly Dragon Eight Tribes.
In reality, Jin Wu's books had a hero in every era.
Condor Shooting was Wang Chongyang and Guo Jing.
Heavenly Dragon was Qiao Feng.
Although Yifan only wanted to live forever and climb to the peak of martial arts, he didn't mind stirring up the scenery along the way.
"Qiao Feng, you and I are fated.”
"The small mirror lake can distinguish right from wrong, and the dragon can be subdued with 30% of its strength. Gratitude and resentment, love and hatred, let go of it and you will truly have a white head!”
Yifan's words lingered in the forest for a long time.
Since the guidance had been given, it was up to Qiao Feng to change the tragedy.
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After sending a message to Qiao Feng, Yifan followed them back to Juxian Village.
Halfway through, they suddenly saw a sedan chair coming towards them.
When it was not far from him, the palanquin suddenly stopped.
Then, the curtain of the palanquin slowly opened, revealing a pair of black eyes that were like gems.
It was really beautiful.
"Is that the War God up ahead? Are you willing to come here for a chat?"
A gentle voice rang out. It was really extremely seductive.
Seeing the identity of these people carrying the sedan chair, Yifan knew that they were all Beggar's Sect disciples. He already knew who the person in the sedan chair was.
An evil smile appeared on his face. He wanted to see what this vicious beauty would do to him.
"Come on!"
A snow-white hand reached out from the palanquin and waved again.
His every move was extremely charming.
The evil smile on Yifan's face grew wider as he moved.
Immediately, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.
When he reappeared, Yifan was already standing in the carriage.
He looked at the peerless beauty in the car with a faint smile.
This woman had delicate features and a voluptuous appearance. There was even a hint of coquettish coquettishness that caused ripples in one's heart.
Her pearl-like black eyes were sparkling and charming, as if they wanted to seduce all the souls and spirits of others.
"What a coquettish fox. No wonder it can tempt so many ignorant and pitiful people!”
Yifan said indifferently.
"War God, I don't know what you're talking about!”
Kang Min said with an aggrieved expression.
He was really pitiful.
"I said you're a slut who can sleep with anyone!”
Yifan said with a smile.
However, Kang Min was not angry at all!
Instead, she looked at Yifan with a watery face. Her eyes were actually filled with lust.
"I'm a slut, and I'm only willing to be the War God's slut!”
"The night is long. Lord Martial God, can you let me serve you?”
Kang Min said shamelessly.
In fact, she couldn't help but lean towards Yifan.
This was truly incomparably beautiful. Who in the world could refuse it?
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