There are indeed a few good players in the Law Enforcement Hall of the West Green Forest, and there are not a few in the Lingwu Realm, but today Yan Chong made it clear that he came to Jin Zixuan to get angry, but he didn't expect to come to take people with a big fanfare, plus he is a well-known middle-level master of the Xuanwu Realm, with the title of the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, who dares not to give him three points of thin noodles on weekdays, so Yan Chong didn't expect the other party to resist at all.

I wouldn't have thought that a few people from the Tiannan Imperial Capital would be so good this time.

The thirty or so people behind him are the most ordinary disciples in the hall, and their skills are about to the end of the Void Martial Realm, at most there are two Qi Martial Realms, and they are not the opponents of the Thirteen Assassin Guards of Yanling at all.

Of course, the elder brothers of Yan are all human spirits, and they know that Feng Jieyu's so-called "trespassing on Qinghou Ye and breaking his legs" is a serious crime, and they can't say that they have done too much, and the so-called breaking of their legs is nothing more than making this group of high-flying law enforcement cousins incapacitated......

However, Boss Yan and the others were also extremely unaccustomed to Yan Chong and others' bullying actions, and although they divided the severity when they started, they did not give the people of the Law Enforcement Hall good fruits to eat.

Thirty or so people, all the knees were kicked into bone cracks, broken bones, these thirteen dead soldiers who took their lives seriously rushed forward, and saw the green light in front of the villa, a ball of old fists wrapped in heavy green energy, the rain hit the beach and fell like a pit, and the front of the villa became a pot of porridge.

Dozens of people were still angry and shouting to do things with people just now, and when the thirteen groups of blue light pounced on them like tigers into wolves, everyone froze, and then it turned into crying dad and shouting mothers and hugging heads and rats.

The battle didn't start for ten breaths, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who were twisted all over the ground wept bitterly, hugging their thighs one by one, and they were aggrieved to death, and said in their hearts that they should not be so ruthless, and the shot was the Lingwu Realm, and there were thirteen of them, and they wanted human lives......

Jin Zixuan was already scared stupid, his skills were not much higher than these little brothers who only knew how to wave the flag and shout, and he knew the truth of purple, platinum, blue, orange, blue and green in the Seven Realms of Martial Arts, and looked sideways at the thirteen groups of blue light flying from the steps, Jin Zixuan was frightened and fell directly from the horse on the cold and stiff bluestone road slab, fell dizzy, and climbed behind Yan Chong desperately, trembling and not daring to show his head again.

Seeing his little brother lying all over the ground, Yan Chong was also a little dumbfounded, Wang knew him, and he had fought a few times before, in terms of strength, he was definitely not less than himself, and he might be better even after two or three hundred moves if he played well.

One Wang Tong himself was very difficult, and coupled with these thirteen ruthless and completely reckless Lingwu Realms, Yan Zheng suddenly felt that he was a little abrupt and careless today.

The point is, the young man who kicked himself just now doesn't know what the origin is, he is young and full of strength, at least he has to be at the beginning of the Lingwu Realm and turn a corner, what happened to the old man Shangguan this time, what do you want to do with sending so many masters?

Yan Chong was a little drumming in his heart, but as the head of the law enforcement hall, the face on his face must be maintained, otherwise he would not be laughed at by the brothers in the alliance if he ran back like this?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Yan Chong, who had just started with Wang Tong and had two moves, shouted, and his body bloomed with orange brilliance like golden mangs, and several layers of swirling mist faintly floated on a pair of casserole-sized fists, as if two tigers had opened their bloody mouths to their opponents, and the concentration of orange increased a lot for a short time.

Tiger Roar!

Yan Chong's famous stunt, the teacher Huangfu Fanyi, this boxing road is a total of 21 styles, Yan Chong has been invading for many years before learning three moves and two styles, which is regarded as the biggest killer move in his boxing method, and he does not show it conspicuously on weekdays.

There is no recruitment today, Yan Chong feels that he must regain some face as the hall master for himself. So the old fist burst out, like a tiger descending the mountain, smashing several floor tiles one after another, and went straight to Wang Tong to kill.

Ma Chengyun was watching the battle from behind, and he never found a chance to fight, and he was worried that the trouble of Feng Jueyu would completely break the balance that had been maintained for a long time in the east and west green forests, and suddenly heard Yan Chong roar and ran out, and the whole person couldn't help but be smart.

"Hall Master Yan, I have something to say. ”

"Tell me something, if I don't arrest all of you today, I won't be the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall in the future. ”

The angry words showed that Yan Chong's anger at the moment had burned all over his body, and he lost his mind at the moment, and he didn't want to think about the fact that Feng Jueyu had brought so many masters around him, how could his identity be bad?

The tiger roared and attacked with two fists, and the air was faintly scorching, and the fist wind blew through and whimpered, as if the tiger roared down from the hill.

Feng Jueyu stared at it, his interest increased greatly, and he casually raised his hand and waved lightly to signal the thirteen assassins of Yanling to get out of the way and give Wang Tong enough space to exert his strength.

Sure enough, Wang Tong seems to be ordinary and unremarkable on weekdays, not eye-catching, the kung fu under his hands is really good, and he also takes the fist as the biggest killer move, he raises his feet and stomps on the ground fiercely, stirring up the flying gravel, and then the fist is covered with a thick layer of orange and yellow light, and the diffusion is condensed into a phantom like a hanging beam bronze bell, and the whole person is also full of golden light, as if the Buddha came to the world.

Admiralty!

Wang Tong's fame!

The martial arts of the Taixuan Continent is divided into seven realms, and only when you reach the Xuanwu realm can you really enter the house, all of them that are recorded in the classics are the essence of the predecessors who have figured out for many years, which is not only extremely powerful, but also produces a variety of appearances that can reflect the source of martial arts in the process of casting.

Feng Jueyu had known this for a long time, but in the realm of the Tiannan Imperial Capital, there were very few people who could play such a boxing technique that seemed to be true to the Taixuan martial arts.

Tiger Roaring Boxing and Jinzhong Boxing all belong to this category, and Yan Chong and Wang Tong have also reached the qualifications to enter the room, so this confrontation is comparable in strength, and the fight is extremely beautiful and has ornamental value.

In fact, the ram has seen Feng Jueyu many times in the Blood Soul Sword, but the old man's knife technique has a hint of evil energy, and every time he takes out the knife, it seems to be like pouring a large puddle of blood at the enemy, there is no substantive shape, and Feng Jueyu doesn't care too much.

And today, he only learned that the characteristics of the original Taixuan martial arts technique can not only stimulate the maximum power through the trick points, but also make the strength slowly become substantial.

That's right, the true element condensation is a unique embodiment of the essence of true qi.

Seeing this, Feng Jueyu had some small expectations in his heart, these two sets of boxing techniques are not powerful, but if they are performed by Tianwu, or even the legendary Shenwu Realm masters, what will become of them?

Will it be like the TV show, the shadow of the fist in the sky is like a cannonball, falling towards the hills and rocks, and over time, even the mountains will be overwhelmed and overwhelmed like a fist to the point of opening mountains and cracking rocks, dividing rivers and breaking seas.

It was useless to think too much, as Feng Jueyu signaled to get out of the way, the thirteen thorn guards of Yanling withdrew out of the circle like ghosts, passing by with a law enforcement hall disciple blocking the front or foot, Gai did not hesitate to fly up and kick away like a roadblock.

I saw that the circle of thirteen people expanded in an instant, and at the same time, more than a dozen disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who were still lying on the ground and crying like pigs were crying one after another, turning into meat balls and flying up and falling far away, fainting directly.

Jin Zixuan's frightened yellow water flowed to the ground, hiding under the horse's belly and not daring to show his head, Feng Jueyu's slanted eyes swept over his body, only then did he remember that there was a culprit here. Immediately, the bad water swelled up, and he glanced at Thirteen: "Grab it and plug your mouth." ”

"Yes, Childe......"

Thirteen years old is the youngest in the thorn guard, and people are also ghosts, these days I have not helped Feng Shao to do bad things, and he has a special talent that has been inherited from the down, seeing Feng Jueyu's eyes blinking, Thirteen didn't have to think about it to know what the master was going to do, and quickly ran forward and slapped Jin Zixuan on the back of his neck, without waiting for Jin Zixuan to emphasize his identity, he directly beat him to the ground, and then took out a thick hemp rope from his body like a trick, and tied Jin Zixuan into a zongzi.

The thirteenth who completed the task easily picked up the unconscious Jin Zixuan with one hand, returned to Feng Jueyu's side, threw Jin Zixuan on the ground, stepped on Jin Zixuan's body like a dead dog, and clapped his hands, not to mention the joy.

In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't know that when he was away, this group of boys often discussed in private, how could they be so happy about what they had done since they followed Feng Jueyu, it was much more refreshing than before, where to go, who to catch and clean up, and to die was enjoyable.

Ma Chengyun was anxious, thinking about how to make Wang Tong and Yan Chong stop making peace, this saw the thirteen carrying chickens like tying up the grandson of Huangfu Fanyi, and suddenly frightened the souls of the dead, two days ago, Wang Tong's mouth learned that the old man sent Feng Jueyu to the purpose of the little feather, he was a little worried, and now it seems that his worries are not superfluous.

The one in front of him, even the grandson of Huangfu Fanyi dares to tie up, a typical gentleman, domineering and empty-eyed, and he is not afraid of the heavens and the earth.

"Childe, Childe, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this. Ma Chengyun knew that he couldn't persuade Feng Jieyu, so he couldn't help but step forward and give it a try.

Feng Jueyu pursed his lips when he heard this, and said: "Don't worry about the things that shouldn't be in your business, Manager Ma, you go back and rest, don't go out of the house these days, I will have all the meals delivered to your room, and when someone comes after a while, you will say that you are seriously ill and bedridden three days ago, and you don't know anything about what has happened in the past few days." ”

Ma Chengyun opened his mouth and shook it helplessly, this is to avoid suspicion, as long as he insists that the weather is in a hurry and he is sick in bed, his uncle can lie that he doesn't know Jin Zixuan's identity and make a big fuss, this is to make up his mind to be a scoundrel to the end, and he has to fight with Huangfu Fan after setting up a carriage.

Seeing that the horse carrier did not move at all, Feng Jueyu frowned and said to Twelve and Thirteen: "You two, send the horse manager back to rest." ”