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Chapter 133: The Glory of the Past

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That is, Fei Bin and Ding Mian did not carefully check the records of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. If they really looked at the Beggars' Sect and the history of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, then they would not have reacted like this.

"The dragon is regretful, the flying dragon is in the sky, the dragon fights in the wild, the hidden dragon is not used, it is beneficial to cross the river, and the surging dragon is on the land..."

The six-style dragon-subduing 18 palms were shot out, and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Power, which was the most powerful and yang, was activated by the true energy of the Vajra Indestructible body. After hundreds of years, the once famous Dragon-subduing 18 palms once again showed its supreme divine power.

Puff, puff, Fang Xiaoyu shook Fei Bin and Ding Mian with his two palms. They landed on the ground and took a few steps back, vomiting blood, and looked shocked. He looked at Fang Xiaoyu with unwillingness, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Fang Xiaoyu fought back Fei Bin and Ding Mian in one battle, and only stared at Feng Dayou and other beggars. These Beggars' disciples were chased by Fei Bin and others, so they knew very well how powerful these two people were.

But they never thought that after more than half a month, their helm leader seemed to have become a different person, and his cultivation level soared, especially when he was fighting alone with Fei Bin and Ding Mian. His style only made them dazzled.

"Master, did we actually kill Fei Bin and Ding Mian?"

Feng Dayou said in a trembling voice as if he was dreaming.

Fang Xiaoyu's whole body seemed to be fished out of water, and urging the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to consume too much true energy, especially since he only mastered the first six styles, which was not the full Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

If it is the full version of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, then the Eighteen Palm Practice is a cycle of reincarnation. Combined with the inner breathing method, the consumption of inner breathing will definitely not be as serious as it is now.

But even so, the six-style dragon-subduing Eighteen Palms defeated Fei Bin and Ding Mian, and even Fang Xiaoyu felt incredible.

"It is indeed a magical skill that can achieve the reputation of Qiao Feng and Guo Jing."

Fang Xiaoyu sighed in his heart. Although Qiao Feng and Guo Jing’s success did not rely entirely on the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, if they left the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, they would eventually feel that there was something missing from the two of them.

Several beggars watching the battle reacted and cheered loudly one by one. It was because they had been too frustrated these days.

The Songshan Sect is so powerful that it was even chased by Ding Mian, Fei Bin and others before, so it could not even stay in the city's place of stay, so it could only hide in the dilapidated temple outside the city.

Everyone saw that his helm leader had worked hard to practice the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms these days, but no one thought that Fang Xiaoyu could be a rival to Fei Bin and others. However, Fang Xiaoyu could defeat two people just now.

Feng Dayou looked at Fang Xiaoyu excitedly and said, "Master, we are not dreaming, that's Ding Mian and Fei Bin from Songshan Sect."

Fang Xiaoyu said with some disdain: "Is it very powerful? It's just a defeated general!"

Fang Xiaoyu's indifferent attitude made Feng Dayou feel a lot of words in one go. Yes, what if Ding Mian and Fei Bin of the Songshan Sect can do? In the end, isn't he defeated by his own leader?

Looking at the beggars with a confused look on their faces, Fang Xiaoyu said with a righteous expression: "It's just a Songshan Sect, but it's only a hundred years of rising. I don't think about the inheritance of my Beggars' Sect for hundreds of years. Even if it's down, it's not something that his Songshan Sect can bully at will."

Feng Dayou whispered: "But... But... the gang leader and all the elders have already sent an order. We are not allowed to distribute the gangs in various places, so as not to cause trouble for the Beggars' Sect."

Fang Xiaoyu said coldly: "What a waste. The dignified leader of the Beggar Sect actually issued such an order, which was simply a loss of the face of the ancestors of the Beggar Sect. If the ancestors, the leader of the Hong Gang, and the Daxia Guo knew that the younger generation was so unworthy, wouldn't they be so angry that they would crawl out of the grave."

Feng Dayou and other beggars looked confused, and they obviously didn't know who the leader of the Hong Gang and Guo Daxia mentioned by Fang Xiaoyu were.

Seeing the expressions of several beggars, Fang Xiaoyu sighed. He understood why the former world's largest gang has fallen to this point in the world in the world in the world.

As a disciple of the Beggars' Sect, he doesn't even know his own history.

Since you must become the leader of the Beggars’ Sect, then transforming the Beggars’ Sect starts with the Fujian branch.

Since Fei Bin and Ding Mian were repelled, they would not have to feel wronged in the dilapidated temple. At Fang Xiaoyu's order, several beggars rushed into the dilapidated temple, cleaned up in a few seconds, and surrounded Fang Xiaoyu and rushed to Fuzhou City.

Previously, Fang Xiaoyu had sent Beggars' disciples to develop beggars in Fuzhou City, but because of the existence of Fei Bin and other disciples of Songshan Sect, he did not dare to make a big fuss.

Now Fang Xiaoyu and others entered the city and moved into a remote and uninhabited mansion. This mansion was so weedy that it was extremely large, but it was not crowded. It was said to be an unknown place. Several masters suffered a great disaster and became abandoned over time.

Now it has become a stronghold of the Beggars' Sect in Fuzhou City.

Although the Fujian branch was severely damaged by the Songshan Sect, the most important thing in the world is the beggars at the bottom. In just half a month, a group of beggars gathered, but few of them can become backbone.

Fang Xiaoyu summoned a group of almost hundreds of beggars together. As expected, he was a beggar. They all looked pale and thin, and they were obviously poor people who couldn't survive, so they joined the Beggars' Sect.

Among them, they are either old or young people. Among these people, elderly people have no effect at all, that is, they can strengthen their momentum, but they must not be kept from raising these people.

What really attracted Fang Xiaoyu to pay attention to were those young beggars. After Fang Xiaoyu checked them one by one, Fang Xiaoyu was quite satisfied. At least there were three or two good scholars who practice martial arts.

The beggars looked at Fang Xiaoyu in awe, because the news of Feng Dayou defeating Fang Xiaoyu Ding Mian and Fei Bin spread. The Songshan Sect seemed to be a shadow shrouded in the Fujian branch, which made the beggars breathless. Now Fang Xiaoyu defeated the Songshan Sect's forces, and the beggars were naturally in awe of Fang Xiaoyu.

Fang Xiaoyu stared at the beggars with a burning look and said, "I know if there are other choices, everyone will definitely not want to be a beggar."

Fang Xiaoyu's words seemed to hit the minds of the beggars present. Yes, if there were any other choices, few people would really be willing to be beggars.
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