Travel through the heavens

The four men took up their positions, but Huang Qiying showed no fear or anger. He stood with his hands behind his back and shouted, "Who are you? Who is the Iron Monkey?"

The thief didn't answer. The one who was carrying the bag on his shoulder shook his shoulder, and with a swing of his arm, he threw the bag towards Huang Qiying. At the same time, he jumped up and threw a jab at Huang Qiying.

Huang Qiying took the bag with both hands, turned his body halfway, stood on one leg, leaned sideways and kicked up to the sky, hitting the man right in the chest. The fierce force kicked him away and hit the other three people.

The three of them worked together to catch the flying accomplice, exchanged glances instantly, and the four of them shouted at the same time and rushed towards Huang Qiying.

Fang Muye stood on the eaves and looked closely. The martial arts skills of these four people were okay, not very high, but they were from the same school, had the same boxing style, and had been together for a long time, so they had some tacit understanding, and their cooperation was very exquisite. If an ordinary expert was caught in them, he would find it difficult to resist.

Fang Muye thought to himself that if he didn't use the Yuenu Sword and only used Xingyiquan to fight, his chance of winning should be 50-50.

But if they meet Huang Qiying, it would be like showing off their skills in front of Guan Gong.

Huang Qiying is in his thirties, in the prime of his life, and his martial arts skills have reached the level of a master. His Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist has reached the pinnacle and is well-known in Guangdong and Guangxi. At this moment, when he starts fighting, his punches are as fast as lightning and majestic.

When using the tiger form, it looks vigorous and powerful.

When making the crane shape, it is precise, changeable, agile and elegant.

Under his control, the tiger and crane double forms were not restricted by any style and were operated freely. Every move and every style seemed to be effortless, yet just right, attacking the enemy by surprise and taking what he needed.

Fang Muye was looking down from a high place and could see everything very clearly. Seeing Huang Qiying's upright and straight figure, his footwork firmly planted and his punches powerfully, he couldn't help but admire in his heart: He is worthy of being a master of his generation, the world's top expert. Compared with him, he is really not even a little bit behind him.

Fists flew back and forth, and the four thieves switched between offense and defense. They were defeated one after another, all of them suffering varying degrees of injuries.

Huang Qiying looked at the four people who had gathered on the opposite side again, ready to fight, and frowned slightly: "Shaolin boxing! Are you all practicing Shaolin boxing?"

One of them shouted, "So what? You are practicing Shaolin Hongquan, are you the remnant of Shaolin?"

Huang Qiying was suspicious because he saw that they were using Shaolin Kung Fu and could recognize his own Shaolin Hong Fist. He asked, "Are you all Shaolin disciples?"

The four men did not answer, but snorted coldly, each took out a short blade, and attacked Huang Qiying again.

Huang Qiying remained calm and responded calmly, keeping his eyes and ears open. He blocked all the attacks from the four thieves. His movements were powerful and his voice was majestic. He moved swiftly and swiftly like a dragon and a tiger.

The tiger-shaped fist was used, and one claw grabbed one of the thieves on the head. The thief turned his head to dodge in time, and not only was he hit, but the scarf wrapped around his heads was also pulled off, revealing a bald head.

Huang Qiying shouted, "Monk?"

The other thieves ignored his surprise and continued to attack. Huang Qiying lowered his head and stepped back to dodge, suddenly shouting: "Shadowless Kick!"

Fang Muye looked intently and saw Huang Qiying lifting the hem of his long gown to block the thief's sight. At the same time, he kicked up and hit the opponent's chin directly with the bottom of his back foot, kicking him out.

The shadowless kick in Tsui Hark's "Huang Feihong" series of films is performed by the body flying in the air and kicking sideways continuously. Even if there is no place to get support, it is still powerful. Performed by the Kung Fu Emperor, it is really chic and elegant, pleasing to the eye, and is also the most recognized shadowless kick in the hearts of the audience.

Huang Qiying's shadowless kick is different.

There are two ways to use his shadowless kick.

One is to suddenly give the opponent a fatal blow that is impossible to defend against under the cover of a feint. It is extremely concealed and leaves no trace or trace.

One is a series of fast kicks with quick legs, the movements are as swift as a thousand horses galloping, the force is so fierce that it can almost collapse mountains and split rocks, several kicks are sent out in an instant, so fast that they cannot be caught.

The two men's shadowless kicks, one is graceful and elegant, the other is extremely sharp, each has its own merits, and both are the kind of powerful moves that can KO the opponent.

Since Huang Qiying used his ultimate move, the shadowless kick, the four thieves were naturally beaten to a pulp and were soon defeated again.

The four knew that if they continued fighting, they would probably die here, so they quickly exchanged glances, turned around and fled in different directions.

Huang Qiying was about to chase after him when he noticed a log as thick as a bowl flying straight towards him from a great height. He immediately stopped chasing and did a roundhouse kick, kicking the log back in the direction it came from.

When the attacker saw the log flying back, he kicked it with his leg, breaking it in two. At the same time, he struck out with both palms, hitting the two logs that had rotated ninety degrees. The two logs flew towards Huang Qiying with great force.

Huang Qiying spun sideways to avoid the two logs, which almost brushed past his body as they flew over him. They then pierced into the wall with two "bangs", splashing up a pile of rubble.

Huang Qiying settled down and looked up. He saw a woman wearing a white scarf and with her left face almost completely covered with a birthmark standing on a tall wooden frame.

The woman with the tread leaped up, flew down sideways, and her legs followed like a shadow, kicking Huang Qiying fiercely.

Huang Qiying leaped into the air and kicked sideways, hitting the woman's foot right on the sole. The huge force not only kicked her back to the wooden frame, but also broke several logs as thick as bowls.

Huang Qiying flew up, stepped on the log that was stuck in the wall, used the force to turn around, and flew towards the wooden frame. Once he got close to the wooden frame, he kicked out again, breaking a log. The two broken logs carried a huge force and knocked the woman hanging on the wooden frame with one hand into the aerial wooden pavilion behind.

The woman with the fetus turned over and shouted, "Powerful Eagle Claw!" She took a defensive stance towards Huang Qiying who was following closely.

Huang Qiying shouted coldly: "Is your master the Shaolin traitor Yan Kong?"

The woman with the fetus said in a stern voice: "I heard that you are Huang Qiying, and also a disciple of Shaolin." As she spoke, she rushed forward and attacked.

But her kung fu was not much better than those four monks, so she was naturally no match for Huang Qiying. Huang Qiying responded calmly and countered his moves. She did not get the upper hand from Huang Qiying, but was hit several times by him instead.

The woman knew she was no match for her opponent and had already begun to think about retreating, but she was pressed hard by Huang Qiying and could not escape for a while.

After being kicked in the chest by Huang Qiying's shadowless kick, breaking the round log supporting the roof of the wooden pavilion, the woman on the tread looked at the roof of the wooden pavilion that was supported by only two round logs. She suddenly came up with an idea and immediately kicked one of them in half. The roof of the wooden pavilion suddenly became shaky and was about to collapse.

The woman with the fetus said fiercely: "Master Yankong will come to find you!" After saying that, she jumped up and fled.

As a result, as soon as she jumped out of the wooden pavilion, she saw a silver light falling, and the girl felt dizzy.

Huh? That headless body falling from mid-air seems to be mine!