A big man with a face full of hemp in the mule team arched his hand and said: "Naturally, naturally, I Jiang Qi specializes in human trafficker trading, this brother, but I don't want to do business!"

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Mazi Jiang Qi said: "Senior brother has arrived, he ordered me to gather here......"

Pi Zufu looked around in horror and said softly: "Mazi, senior brother is close to the left, you have to be careful what you say and act, that hoar's head won't look at the limelight, but it will turn into a pool of blood!"

Mazi Jiang Qi let out an "ah", and his face was cloudy.

The two of them commanded the wagons and mules along a road that was rarely pedestrianized, and it was almost noon, and the two of them found a hidden woods and asked the "Soul Leaver" followers to bury their pots and cook. Yi Fei saw that some of the "Soul Leaver" disciples took out rice and oil from the big baskets of the mule team to cook, while others took out children from the big baskets with their hands tied and their mouths stuffed with strips of cloth. I knew in my heart that this Jiang Qi gang was abducting boys and girls in the name of selling goods.

Yi Fei ate the rice in one bite, eating very seriously, chewing slowly and finely, he didn't want to waste a grain of food, life in the wasteland made him understand that a grain of rice, a drop of water can make a person from life to death, or from death to life.

Most of the other children were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground, crying and crying, and few of them could eat.

After Yi Fei finished eating, he tried out his martial arts in the open space, and asked "Jinsha Shuangqi" to give him guidance.

"Jinsha Shuangqi" saw that Yifei's teenage child was so calm and composed, and he had the strength not to give up until the last moment, and he was really impressed.

Zou Yunlong said: "Brother Xia, the sages have a saying: Treat death as home, my brothers have lived for a long time, aren't they as good as hairy children!"

Xia Houyuan said: "Brother Zou, mourning is greater than heart death! Do you know that there is something more fearful than death? I know at this time, it is heart death! I Xia Houyuan can't beat Ji Zhuo, this spirit can't be lost to him!"

Zou Yunlong praised: "Oh! The eldest husband will die if he dies, Brother Xia, my brothers and sons can't lose the backbone of the righteous people in the rivers and lakes!"

Xia Houyuan and Yi Fei tried a few moves, and felt that Yi Fei's fist power was a little heavier than yesterday, his internal force was not running smoothly, and after a few moves, he felt out of breath, Zou Yunlong swung his fist up and fought against Yi Fei.

The disciples of the "Soul Leaving Sect" watched from a distance, pointing and pointing, and some people laughed loudly, how can Yi Fei be a little kid who is the enemy of the senior brother of the 'Soul Leaving Sect', Yi Fei was unaware, but he was immersed in martial arts.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hooves, and more than a dozen horsemen galloped up, and immediately jumped down a young man dressed as a Confucian scholar.

The Pi brothers and Jiang Qi stepped forward, and the young man nodded, his expression very arrogant. With a wave of his hand, the rider unloaded more than a dozen sacks from the horse, and something was faintly wriggling in the sacks, and the rider opened the sacks, and poured out more than a dozen children from them.

The young man saw that Yi Fei was practicing martial arts, looked at a few tricks intently, and asked, "That kid, is the person that Senior Brother fancies?"

The Pi brothers glanced at each other and said hurriedly: "Exactly!

Lord Najia snorted and walked towards Yi Fei.

Pi Zugui and Pi Zufu squeezed their eyes at Jiang Qi: There is a good show.

When Lord Jia Xiang came to Yi Fei's side, he coughed heavily, and Yi Fei stopped practicing martial arts and looked at the man.

He saw that the Lord of Najia Xiang was dressed in gray Confucian clothes, but there was a white bone palm print on his left chest, which was larger than that of the Pi brothers, but not as big as that of Duo Jizhuo. Look at that person again, he was still Zhou Zheng, but his face was full of evil anger, and he was angry when he saw it, and he wanted to slap his face into a mess.

Yi Fei didn't want to pay attention to Na Jia Xiangzhu, and wanted to practice boxing by himself.

Mazi Jiang Qi shouted: "That kid, when you see my 'Soul Leaving Sect' and 'Dizi Rudder' Jia Dong Jia Xiang, don't you kneel and kowtow, do you want to find death!"

"Jinsha Shuangqi" was furious when he listened to it, and scolded: "The bastard thing of the 'Soul Leaving Sect', in addition to abducting and bullying children, also slapped the fat face and became a fat man? What kind of bullshit sect leader, incense master, Lao Tzu is not even a bullshit!"

Na Jia Qi was so angry that his mouth was crooked, and he was about to have a seizure, Jiang Qi had already divided his palms, and a move of "dividing gold and silver" towards Zou Yunlong and Xia Houyuan, Zou Yunlong and Xia Houyuan each raised their palms and chests to pick him up.

The palms of the two sides are solid, "Jinsha Shuangqi" is not smooth in breath, the strength is not as good, and he has to take three steps back, Jiang Qi said with a smile: "'Jinsha Shuangqi' also has some fame in the martial arts, how can it be so unhelpful!

Yi Fei said: "Then I will use the martial arts taught by the two uncles to win you!" A "coiling dragon around the step" moved in front of Jiang Qi, and the "Dragon Gate Drum Wave" fists were in a row, like waves surging, and hit Jiang Qi. Jiang Qi said "Huh" in his mouth, and said, "It's still a little bit of a look!", and returned a move of "money fortune", and his two palms went up and down, trying to wrap Yi Fei's fist. Yi Fei didn't wait for the old move, and used a move to "fall down the Golden Bell" and attack Jiang Qi's waki, but this move was the drunken fist kung fu taught by Zou Yunlong.

Xia Hou Yuan suddenly shouted: "Xiao Fei, be careful, this person's 'life-killing palm' style asks for money, and you have to be careful!"

Zou Yunlong mocked: "The old head of this 'life-stealing palm' heard that he died violently ten years ago, his son-in-law killed her daughter, I heard that he rolled up all the family wealth, and he is missing, hehe, he made himself a hemp, no one will recognize him!"

Xia Houyuan laughed, and several disciples of the "Soul Leaving Sect" over there also covered their mouths and snickered.

Jiang Qi's face turned red, his hands were holding and beating, and his fists and palms were intertwined, and it was a move to "scatter the gold", which was like spreading a net full of fists and feet, and wanted to trap Yi Fei in the net.

Yi Fei put his fists together and collapsed outward, it was a move "mid-stream hit water", which opened Jiang Qi's fists, the two of them had strong fists, Yi Fei took three steps back with his strength, but Jiang Qi was nothing.

This is also Yi Fei to test his own strength, he transported his internal force to his fist, this blow is soft and strong, Jiang Qi only felt a soreness in his arm, and then he knew that the child on the opposite side was not easy to deal with. He raised his skill to seventy percent, and then made a move "Copper Mountain Top" palm power converge into a palm mountain, to envelop Yi Fei under his palm power.

Yi Fei condensed his mind and punched out, then punched out, and punched out again, three punches in a row, all of which hit the strength of the previous punch, and the three punches were superimposed, and the fist was like a mountain, colliding with Jiang Qi's palm mountain.

With a loud "bang", the ashes on the ground flew away, Yi Fei took three steps back, and Jiang Qi just shook his upper body.

Xia Houyuan said with a smile: "What a trick 'Longmen Three Stacked Waves', Xiaofei, Uncle Xia is not as good as you!"

Although Jiang Qi had the upper hand, he could barely lift one hand. He boasted about Haikou before, but now he competed with a teenager in his skills, even if he had the upper hand, he couldn't hang it on his face.

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