Xiao Qiufeng's sword heart power has surged, with the unparalleled power of heaven and earth, the shining light almost illuminates the entire temple street, at this moment, all the people have an urge to worship.

"He is a god, no one can compare, Ping'er, cherish this opportunity, don't let it go." In the obsessive illusion in the eyes of the thirteenth sister, she had already whispered this idea to Qingping'er, who was also impulsive.

Qing Ping'er didn't speak, just nodded lightly, with a firmness on her face that she had never had before, in this life, she would not regret it again.

"The arrogant Zoten family, today, Ben Shao will let you see, what is the real slash against the wind, break-"

With Xiao Qiufeng's thought, that kind of intense light, as if attracted by a magnet, instantly condensed into a ball, turned into a knife, very sharp, and very beautiful knife color, even if Qing Ping'er saw it, there was also a kind of pleasure of touch, just like a meteor gliding by, burning the color of life, incomparable.

But this kind of beauty is deadly, when the sword flashes out, Xiao Qiufeng's slender figure has moved like electricity, and the knife momentum rises silently, along with his body, it is a chaotic mist, and the tiles that have been lifted by the qi are more sharp and unstoppable than the twelve-level typhoon.

This knife is already the strongest force of the knife heart, and Saburo Zoten's bloodstained face has shown pale weakness, he knows that this is his last chance, and defeat is already his end.

The two arms have been transformed into pitch black, like the steel essence that has been trained at the beginning, or it is harder than the steel essence, and at this moment, the arms have been blocked above the head, welcoming the heaven and earth with a slash in the wind.

A slash in the wind is the secret technique of the Oriental Zoteng family, but Zoten has never seen it, this kind of transcendent power, in the blink of an eye, the knife qi has arrived, and the arm is connected, and then the brilliant light, with the fusion of the night, completely disappeared.

Under the glow of the glowing street lamp, a kind of blood splashed slowly flowed into water, and this blood slowly overflowed from Zoten's body.

The two of them were opposite, at a distance of ten meters, no one moved, Xiao Qiufeng's arms were put behind him very casually, indifferently as if he was in the wind, even if he didn't make a move, his expression still inspired all the people in Temple Street at this moment.

"Vomit-" Saburo Sato moved, his firm body, moved uncontrollably, moved again, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the people who were staring at the battlefield below clearly saw that one of his arms had fallen off, and with a "snap", smashed into the corner of the wall, and a stray wild dog had been taken away.

Zoten knelt down, he had the dignity of a samurai in his blood, and he would never give in, but at this moment, his legs could no longer support the weight of his body, or his legs no longer belonged to him.

In his throat, only a few simple characters were spit out: "You-good-strong-"

His whole body was divided into several pieces and fell from the roof, and even at this moment, he still did not completely lose his breath, just stared at the people around him, and the shadow of death faintly appeared.

"Long live Xiao Shao-" I don't know who it is, at this quiet moment, he suddenly burst out with a loud shout, this kind of voice, he has suppressed for a long time, and at this time he has roared out with all his strength.

"Long live Xiao Shao-"

Tens of thousands of people shouted this voice, even the Divine Soldier Clan, Xiao Qiufeng standing on the roof, is a god at this moment, and the myth of eternal defeat in their minds.

Saburo Sato was silently breathing in the midst of this cheer, his eyes bulging, and he didn't bat at him, but no one paid attention to him, just a few wild dogs, sniffed a few times on his corpse, and then quietly walked away, which didn't seem to suit their appetite.

In this battle, the Qingzhu Gang suffered the greatest losses, more than 10,000 people, except for more than 3,000 people who followed Qingping'er in turn, the remaining 7,000 people, leaving at least more than 2,000 corpses, and the samurai troops and ninja troops that Saburo Zoto was close to were almost wiped out, and the remaining few were back to report the funeral.

Qingyutang has fled, but there is no place for him in Hong Kong, even if he has a big backer, his incompetence has made it impossible for him to live anymore.

From this day on, Qingyutang has not appeared in the world again, and Qing Yuping has not remembered that she once had a father, and in her heart, there is only one man, and that is Xiao Qiufeng.

After this battle, Xiao Qiufeng slept for three whole days, although the overdraft in his body made him a little sleepy, but no one was worried about the appearance of calm breathing, but there was definitely more than one person who cared about him.

At least Qingping'er has been staying here for three days, and in the past three days, she has handed over all the affairs of the Qingzhu Gang to Uncle Ji, believing that with this battle, Temple Street and Qingzhu will no longer be enemies.

If you didn't appreciate the strength of this man last time, then this time, thousands of gangsters have seen it with their own eyes, even if they die, they will not betray again, this is not fear, but worship and faith.

In order to make this man sleep more comfortably, Qingping'er even took off his clothes and wiped his body for her, this is the first time for her, just like a newlywed bride, every moment here belongs to her alone, even this man, for three days, it only belongs to her.

For her, this is already very satisfying.

"Xiao Shao, whether you like me or not, Qingping'er only loves you alone in this life, I don't regret it, I really don't regret it." The fiery lips fell on the man's face, with an uneven throbbing, and the girl's mood was full of shy happiness.

The whispers and the warmth were all just for this man, this man who was still very strange to her, just for the back of that night, she made a vow to herself that she would never forget, and at this moment, she knew that this was her life's expectation, and found this man who could make her happy, make her sad, and make her happy and sad.

It's a lifetime of looking at each other, endless thoughts, she will also regard it as a kind of happiness, compared to the thirteenth sister, she is indeed too happy, in her heart, at least there is sustenance, isn't it?

"You really don't regret it-"

This faint voice suddenly sounded in her ears, Qing Ping'er woke up and looked up, the man on the bed had already opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were mixed with a faint banter and smile, which made her instantly tempted again, and the girl's heart rippled unbearably.

Although Qingping'er grew up in the gang, she is beautiful, but she is pure and natural, with the shyness of a peasant girl, and she has the courage not to lose to a man, facing Xiao Qiufeng's voice, she nodded very heavily and said: "Xiao Shao, Ping'er has never liked a person like this, and I never thought that when I meet a man of fate, I can't help it, we have only known each other for a few days, but Ping'er seems to have liked you all her life." ”

"Maybe in the last life, Ping'er was already your woman, in this life, I will renew the contract again, Xiao Shao, give Ping'er a chance, I will be your woman very attentively, listen to your words, make you happy, okay?"

Xiao Qiufeng smiled slightly, with a wry smile, he already has a lot of women, without this kind of luxury, Qingping'er is only a twenty-year-old girl, but this kind of passionate confession really makes him, no, no man has no way to refuse.

"Did you know that I already have a lot of women!"

Qing Ping'er nodded with a smile and said, "If a man like Xiao Shao doesn't like other women, then it really makes me strange, Xiao Shao, Ping'er is only your woman, I don't want to know these things, I have a thought in my heart, I'm enough." ”

"Okay, give you a chance, now wait for me to get up!" Xiao Qiufeng lifted the quilt and got up, but his body was **, which immediately made the little woman's face rise with pieces of red glow, which is not the same as being awake.

But biting the corner of her lip, Qingping'er held back the shyness in her heart and responded sweetly: "Okay, Xiao Shao, I'll get you clothes." ”

not only brought it, but also helped him put it on, that delicate and docile is really intriguing, if it weren't for Xiao Qiufeng's heart suddenly unacceptable, he couldn't help but peel off this woman's clothes on the spot at this moment.

Although it is indeed smaller, it is already ready to be picked, and the expression on his face that wants to refuse and welcome is simply a temptation to invite.

When the two came out, the hall was already full of people, and the laughter was thunderous, and it had been three days, and this joyful atmosphere of victory had not yet dissipated.

"Yo, the bride and groom are reluctant, Xiao Shao, you want to kill us." Hu Tou was the first to hold back, and wanted to rush over and hug Xiao Qiufeng, but fortunately, the thirteenth sister kicked him and shouted: "You big man, don't be amorous, Xiao Shao has Ping'er to hug, it's enough." ”

After speaking, with an ambiguous light in his eyes, he quietly leaned into Qingping'er's ear and asked, "Little sister Ping'er, your wish should have been fulfilled, sister, congratulations!" ”

Let's not talk about the outside, just the women in this temple street have already regarded Xiao Shao as an idol, and in the whole of Hong Kong in the future, as long as I say, I am Xiao Shao's woman, this is face.

(To be continued)