Feng Qixiang Shi Ran settled down in front of the camp of Huguo Temple, standing sideways, half of the mask facing the Jinyi guard, making people unable to see their real faces. There are no less than 200 pilgrims trapped in Huguo Temple www.biquge.info pen "Fun" Pavilion, but at this time, the person who dares to stand up for Huguo Temple and support Huguo Temple is him.

Saddened by the loss of his beloved disciple, Master Xiang Yuan still thanked him, "Amitabha, Huguo Temple is the foundation of my generation, and I can't let a penny go to death." Thank you for the help of the less donor, such as the Huguo Temple can eliminate the calamity, and the merit of the less donor is immeasurable. At present, thieves are rampant, and the young donor has been implicated in my temple, so please go inside for the time being to avoid it, and do not directly confront the thief. ”

Not far away, Lu Zhaojin looked at Feng Qixiang's eyes as if they were quenched with poison, as if he was going to come over and tear Feng Qixiang off in the next moment. "Hide, even if he hides to the ends of the earth, he can't pick out the palm of my hand. Today, if I don't tear him up, I won't be called Lu Zhaojin. He suffered a big loss, and was slapped in the face again, but the other party was still a young man who did not change his name, he was so angry, his eyes were angry, and his black face was purple and purple, as if he was going to explode in the next moment.

With his life so threatened, Feng Qixiang still had no expression on his face, and the horsewhip in his hand shook again, rolling up the lotus incense seat on the ground like a spiritual snake swimming, and then shook it, swish! The incense seat smashed hard at Lu Zhaojin.

Feng Qixiang was so arrogant, far beyond Lu Zhaojin's imagination, it was obvious that he suffered a big loss, it was obvious that he had said cruel words, but people directly whipped him, and in a hurry, he casually pulled a subordinate and blocked him.

Poof! His subordinates were hit in the chest by the incense seat, and they bled on the spot and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

"Well......" Feng Qixiang frowned slightly, looking at the whip in his hand, as if he was dissatisfied, it is indeed true, the enemy is current, and bloody battles are inevitable, so the whip will suffer too much. He threw the whip casually, then raised his hand to signal, Feng Er jumped down from the corner of the main hall, and at the same time pulled out the moon slashing knife on his back and handed it to Feng Qixiang.

Feng Qixiang took the moon slashing knife and turned it a few times flexibly, his movements were strong and powerful, with an extremely sharp wind sound, whirring...... He crossed his right arm, and the Moon Slasher continued to extend along his arm, lining his tall figure, a posture worthy of bravery and might.

Others don't recognize Feng Qixiang who is not a famous kid, but the courage of the moon slashing knife has long been engraved in their minds, especially the Jinyi Wei, which is a person who grew up under the influence of the myth of the two generations of hussar generals of the Feng family, although nine out of nine have never really been on the battlefield, however, every time the Dingyuan army triumphs, the first one must be the hussar general, and the hussar general will always hold the moon chopping knife in his hand, like an unfallen banner, leading the entire army forward.

In the myth of the hussar general killing all sides and being invincible, the moon slashing knife is indispensable.

Ten years ago, the hussar general Feng Yanyong died in battle, and the moon slashing knife was also lost. The myth is unsustainable, and many people deeply regret it, in their opinion, the moon slashing knife is a symbol of the hussar general, and without the moon slashing knife, the hussar general is just an ordinary general.

As soon as the moon slashing knife came out, some of the brocade guards flinched without a trace, some because they were afraid, and some people were full of respect, respecting the hussar general back then.

Lu Zhaojin also recognized the Moon Chopping Knife, thinking that back then, he was also one of the passers-by who crowded on the side of the road to watch the hussar general's demeanor with longing and envy, and fantasized that he would become a member of the wise and martial Dingyuan Army when he grew up. Right now...... To face the Moon Slashing Knife, his heart suddenly became complicated.

After calming down a little, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Who are you, why is the Moon Slashing Knife in your hand?" ”

"......" Feng Qixiang didn't answer, he just turned his head and faced the Jinyi guard who was eyeing him.

Seeing Feng Qixiang's half of the face that was so beautiful that even a woman was ashamed of herself, many people were stunned and didn't recognize it, and then someone slowly recalled, once the hussar general was the Feng family, and the moon knife was also the Feng family, the Feng family was quite handsome, among them, Feng Yanyong's only son Feng Qixiang was the most attractive, and he was still a little baby, it was almost to the point that both men and women were killed, and it was suitable for all ages.

After taking a seat, compare carefully, oops, isn't it the kid who was kicked out of the house, he was kicked out of the house back then, like a water dog, and now he wants to make trouble like that. There are many people in Jinyi who know the inside story, and at this time, I wonder how this kid dares to come back, it's boring.

After the shock, Lu Zhaojin motioned to his henchmen to write a note, tied it to the feet of the harrier eagle and released it. Outside the brocade guard, there are also people secretly rubbing and releasing carrier pigeons.

On the periphery of Huguo Temple, Feng Si held a harrier eagle in his left hand and a pigeon in his right hand, muttering, "Isn't it more fragrant to roast and eat." Next to him, Feng San thought for a moment, "I think fried is more delicious!"

"Okay, listen to you!"

Seal 1, Seal 2 and Seal 5 also fell one after another. Where are the pestles of several people, they don't say a word, but they form an extremely arrogant provocation to Jinyiwei.

"You're still alive. Lu Zhaojin couldn't believe his eyes. He has already taken refuge in King Jin, so he also knows a little about what Feng Yanying in the same camp has done, including poisoning his nephew before going out to prevent future troubles, never expected that people are not only alive, but also very good, it seems that it is not many times stronger than Feng Qiyue and Feng Qijin of the same generation of the Feng family, besides, the moon cutting knife is still in him, what does this mean, does this kid also inherit the wisdom and martial arts of his father, and will inherit the myth of the Feng family?

Lu Zhaojin inexplicably felt that King Jin had pressed the wrong treasure, Feng Yanying and Feng Qiyue were both Adou who couldn't afford it, Feng Qijin was slightly better, but it was still much worse than the one in front of him. Such a person can be under his command, and he must be an invincible sword, but ...... He also realized that Feng Qixiang's attitude was very distinct, just like his father, it was impossible for him to be used by King Jin......

If you can't get it, you can only destroy it!

The blood light in Lu Zhaojin's eyes suddenly appeared, and he picked up the machete with his intact right hand and slashed at Feng Qixiang, which seemed to be a signal, Jinyiwei also waited for the opportunity to move, picked up the sharp knife and spear, and killed the monk of Huguo Temple, "Kill, kill!"

In the face of the monstrous murderous machine, the monks of Huguo Temple did not flinch, and waved their sticks to meet the enemy, and at the same time, Feng Qixiang also faced Lu Zhaojin, and with a bang, the moon slashing knife was against the machete, and a large spark was sparked. He didn't pause, flipped the moon slashing knife, and slammed the barrel at Lu Zhaojin with the hilt, who carried the blow with his body, and the knife in his hand swung out, Feng Qixiang quickly turned around, and the ends of his hair were cut off by Qi Qi......

The two sides fought together, the dead and wounded gradually increased, the flesh blurred the mud wall, the blood penetrated the green bricks, in front of the Huguo Temple, the blood kept splashing, the sound of tearing, shouting, and wailing were endless, and it was even more cruel than the battlefield...... (To be continued.) )