"Qiao Feng......" Mi Cangqiong muttered to himself, and immediately turned his eyes to Qiao Feng, shaking his head and smiling, "I didn't expect the beggar gang to have a character like you, good, good." ”

His figure approached like a ghost, grabbed the long stick and swung it down at Qiao Feng, and in an instant, the stick shadows intertwined: "It's just that the water in the capital is deep, you shouldn't come to such muddy water......"

Qiao Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Mi Cangqiong's long stick, and stretched out his hand to take a shot with the strength of the dragon grabbing skill, and then only heard a bang, Qiao Feng's face changed, and the whole person was retreating, in Zhou Ning's eyes, the power of Mi Cangqiong's stick was amazing, and even after the martial arts advancement, it was difficult for him to make a hard connection, Qiao Feng staggered and flew back, bringing out two long plow marks on the ground.

At this moment, a figure jumped up from the fast horse that was rushing to it, and after landing on the ground, it stepped on the water and rushed forward.

Qiao Feng's figure was still retreating, the figure rushed over, and then, a thin, unsheathed long sword quietly stabbed at Qiao Feng, the sword qi soared, the sword light lit up, Qiao Feng flashed sideways, and looked at the other side with a little solemnity: "Your Excellency is one of the four famous catchers...... Cold-blooded? ”

Zhou Ning frowned and narrowed his eyes: "The four famous catchers are actually here······

For him, it really feels like a dog at this time. On the way over, he thought that going to the imperial city this time was just a cutscene, even if there was an enemy coming, and a big bull like Mi Cangqiong was a bodyguard, it was not a problem, but he didn't expect that the problem was actually Mi Cangqiong's side.

Qiao Feng slapped his palm lightly, and slapped back the long sword that stabbed over in cold blood, at this time, a royal forest soldier swung his knife and slashed over, Qiao Feng reached out and grabbed his clothes, and slammed back with one hand, this person flew out, slammed into the muddy water and rain, and knocked down a big tree by the way.

Mi Cangqiong narrowed his eyes and looked at Leng Lingqi and the others, the two belonged to two major forces, and there were many fights and frictions in the capital, but at least in the face of outsiders, the two forces still advanced and retreated together.

Zhang Sanpa's father roared: "Be careful-" On the other side, Wang Xiaoshi pulled out his sword and swooped straight at Leng Lingqi, the sword in his hand and Leng Lingqi's long sword burst into flames in the air.

Zhou Ning glanced around, at this time, the battle in the royal road finally reached a white-hot level, no one cared about the rules of not walking on the royal road, a noisy fight, the golden wind drizzle building, the beggar gang, the six gates, the royal forest army...... The thunderbolts of all parties participating in the war were extremely lively

Mi Cangqiong bully and burst into the crowd, everyone's formation shrank sharply, and three men from the beggar gang surrounded him in the middle, and at the same time, the people from the Golden Wind Drizzle Building on the other side rushed over. Just as he was about to raise the long stick, the whirring wind sounded, and a palm wind slapped from the side, and it was Qiao Feng again.

Sword light, sword light, leg wind, and stick shadow flew in the air, but Qiao Feng was not afraid, and his pride was surging, and almost most of the attacks were followed by him. His shot was like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, he had already fought dozens of times in a row with Mi Cangqiong, Chasing Life, Yuan Chengzhi and other four people.

"Whoosh!"

The cold-blooded long sword is here again, and he still learns to stab the head with a sword just now, in Zhou Ning's eyes at the moment, the cold-blooded swordsmanship is not too high, at least there is still a distance from the master concubine, but his swordsmanship is only offensive and not defensive, and every time he makes a move, he must fight with his life, and fight with his life, so he can kill many masters of martial arts above it.

Qiao Feng grabbed a man from the Royal Forest Army who rushed over, smashed him to the ground with one palm, frowned, looked at the cold-blooded with fierce eyes, and deceived the past, in the fluttering of the sleeves of his robe, Qiao Feng's figure was pulled up in the air, and a move of "seeing the dragon in the field" blasted into the cold-blooded.

His figure jumped up, and a dragon descending eighteen palms blasted out, the move was fierce and fierce, the cold-blooded complexion changed slightly, and the fierce palm wind had surged in front of his eyes, and he was caught off guard, the long sword in his hand was shocked and flew out of his hand, and the whole person also fell out of the back.

Not far away, Chasing Life and Yuan Chengzhi's faces changed greatly, and they rushed over quickly, they just received Qiao Feng's palm, their blood was churning, and they finally came back to their senses, and they were about to step forward, but they saw cold-blooded falling into the muddy water, embarrassed.

On this side, the pursuit was taken over by Wang Xiaoshi, the sword shadow in Yuan Chengzhi's hand was not revealed, Qiao Feng was full of running, but was stopped by Mi Cangqiong, the long stick in his hand whistled down, and was separated by Qiao Feng's eighteen palms of the dragon, Mi Cangqiong smashed towards Wang Xiaoshi by inertia - on the royal road, Yuan Chengzhi, chasing life and others surged up, and the people of the beggar gang, the people of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, and some people from the green forest also shouted and rushed over.

Mi Cangqiong flew in the air, and was forced to withdraw the long stick in his hand by Zhang Sanpa's fingers, and shouted: "Hold their retreat!" ”

Not far away, Qiao Feng, who had already run into the distance, turned around sharply and followed up with a long punch from Taizu to hit him in the face, and that fist blasted out a huge sound of breaking wind. Mi Cangqiong was in mid-air, he was thin, the brocade robe on his body seemed empty, flying in the wind, and he turned around sharply to avoid it, and a square building next to him was affected by Qiao Feng's fist, and there was a splash of rubble.

Since Qiao Feng's art has been completed, he has never been defeated, his simple internal strength is not comparable to Mi Cangqiong, but the strength of his palm is more than a thousand catties. Each palm is punched out, both heavy and heavy. At this time, the more he fought, the more he fought, his palms flew, and the sky had nowhere to dodge in the air, and he hit it twice, and where he hit the palm, the wide eunuch robe turned into debris like a butterfly and flew.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Mi Cangqiong's mouth, and he picked up the stick in his hand and slashed downward, he was the descendant disciple of Huaiyin Zhanghou, the master of the Cutting Scripture Hall who fought all over the north and south of the river, and learned the Huaiyin Marquis's "Wind Sword and Frost Sword" One Thousand and One Style, and then integrated this Thousand and One Style into a stick to the sky, which is one of the strongest stick methods in the world.

When Qiao Feng saw him attacking, his face froze, he sat on his horse with a heavy waist, and slapped his long stick with a snort, and the two of them rushed with internal force, emitting dazzling sparks in the air.

"Bang!"

Mi Cangqiong was already a little injured, and with a muffled snort, he was shocked to the point that blood spurted from his mouth, and he staggered and fell back, obviously suffering a lot of injuries. Qiao Feng was also shocked by this heavy stick and crashed into the gorgeous square building behind him, this square building is called Vientiane Fang, which is the last square building leading to the Huanghuang Vientiane Divine Palace. The pillar of the square building was suddenly broken, and in the countless smoke and dust, Qiao Feng's figure hit the pillar fiercely, and after supporting it, he actually picked up a broken square pillar and waved it towards the rice firmament.

This square pillar supports the huge and majestic square building, I am afraid that it is not more than four meters long, weighing more than a thousand catties, at this moment was waved by Qiao Feng's hands, like a windmill, the figure swayed, several people who did not have time to dodge were hit by the square pillar, and let out a miserable scream, behind him, the square building of Vientiane Fang collapsed like an avalanche, facing the roaring square pillar, the strong sky can only be avoided in panic.

"Whew-"

The second wave came with a whistling sound.

It was the first time Mi Cangqiong encountered such a heroic figure, and at this time, he swallowed the blood hard, and it was too late to dodge, and the green tendons of his thin hands burst out, and he slammed into the stone pillar with all his might.

In a moment, the stone pillar swept over with a snort, and Mi Cangqiong sprayed blood wildly in the air, staggered and flew away, shouting: "Little Brother Zhou help me!" ”

"Stepping on ......"

Qiao Feng suddenly fixed his body, looked at the flying rice sky with eyes that were not angry but mighty, the green tendons on his arms were tangled, and he ran quickly with both hands holding the huge square pillar, the wind was howling, and he waved it for the third time.

There was a terrible neighing of horses, and it turned out that the two horses pulling the carriage were frightened, and at this time they galloped forward, and happened to be hit by the pillar, and there was a terrible neighing sound from the galloping horses, and the four hooves flew and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the carriage had completely lost its balance and flew high off the ground. Fly in mid-air.

At this moment, Zhou Ning opened the curtain of the car, Qiao Feng turned his head violently, and looked at him for a moment with his eyes that were not angry but threatening.

Rumble!

Zhou Ning's figure suddenly ejected out of the carriage, and the carriage where he was was shattered shattered, and debris splashed everywhere. On the other side of the field of vision, Qiao Feng had already rushed to the scene, his momentum was like a mountain, and with the power of a thousand jun, he waved the stone pillar over.

A terrifying aura was pressed with gravel, and Zhou Ning smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he was already difficult to ride a tiger at this time, so he had to make a move.