Fortunately, I don't know what Qiao Feng thinks in his heart, if he knows, Dusk will definitely laugh off his big teeth, what does it mean to look crazy, he is really crazy!

If there was no one else, the three of them laughed and scolded without a few words, and Helian Tieshu, who got the news of Qiao Feng's rush, led a group of Yipintang masters to greet him.

"Gang Master Qiao, I have admired my name for a long time, and it is an honor to see him today!" is not the same as what Dusk thinks, Helian Tieshu is not only not a reckless man, but likes to drag a few sentences when he has nothing to do, which seems to be a little out of touch with his character setting.

After meeting Qiao Feng, Helian Tieshu looked at the young man who was shaking the folding fan lightly on the side, and said with a kind smile: "This son has a good demeanor, isn't it 'Nan Murong' who is as famous as Qiao's gang leader in the rivers and lakes." ”

"Visionary!" As soon as the folding fan was closed, the heart of the opponent was slapped, and there was a crisp sound, and the dusk looked at the Western Xia general with appreciation, and praised: "But it's a pity, you recognize the wrong person!" ”

Seeing that Dusk did not show any respect, Helian Tieshu had a smile on his face, and his expression was a little unsightly.

"This general, some brothers in our gang have offended the general somehow, and I heard that the general has captured them here!" Seeing Helian Tieshu change color, Qiao Feng said in his heart that it was not good, if it was because the second brother angered this person and provoked the beggar to help the brother give his life, it would be more than worth the loss. Thinking of this, Qiao Feng immediately took a step forward, directly expressed his intention to Helian Tieshu, and said without humility or arrogance: "Under the courage, please let the general release my brothers!" ”

"Oh, it turns out that the Qiao gang leader is here for this matter, it's simple!" Helian Tieshu nodded, looked at Qiao Feng, with a smile on his face, and said: "As long as Gang Leader Qiao leads the beggar gang to join my Xixia Yipintang, everyone will be brothers at that time, let alone release them, even if General Ben apologizes, it is just a matter of Gang Leader Qiao's words!" ”

Hearing Helian Tieshu's words, Qiao Feng's face was grim, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his tiger eyes stared at Helian Tieshu with a little dangerous brilliance.

Facing Qiao Feng's substantial, implicit gaze, Helian Tieshu looked at Qiao Feng indifferently, a smile on his face that seemed to be absent, and waited for Qiao Feng's answer.

The two looked at each other, and wisps of murderous intent flowed out of Qiao Feng's body, staining the surrounding air with a layer of coldness, and also making the master behind Helian Tieshu concentrate on vigilance.

"From this point of view, Gang Leader Qiao doesn't look down on me Yipintang!" Feeling Qiao Feng's killing intent, the smile on Helian Tieshu's face was even worse, but a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"Don't talk about this kind of, let's have something practical!" Qiao Feng didn't answer, and dusk just interjected: "This general, there are two ways now, or you take the initiative to release the beggars from the beggar gang, or you just wait until we get in and rescue them with your own hands!" ”

"Huh!" With a sneer, looking at this innocent and rampant young man, Helian Tieshu didn't talk nonsense anymore, and with a wave of his hand, a group of Yipintang masters quickly surrounded the three of them.

The sword forest and gun array, the silence is dead, the killing intent is pervasive, and the big war is coming.

"Yo, there are a lot of acquaintances!" Faced with the tense situation to what time it was, Dusk, who didn't feel the slightest, looked at the people led by him, smiled with his eyebrows, and said jokingly.

"Apprentice, when you see the master, why don't you kowtow!" Infected by the youth's ease, Duan Yu followed Dusk's words, looked at the South China Sea Crocodile God who was dodging, and said.

"Master, the apprentice kowtowed to you!" As he said, since the South China Sea Crocodile God lost the bet that day, he was not entangled by Duan Yu at this moment, put down the crocodile mouth scissors, knelt on the ground and knocked his head three times, stood up, and said unhappily: "You are my master, I don't do anything with you, I can't beat him with this little white face!" ”

His gaze swept over Duan Yu and Dusk, and finally put it on Qiao Feng, after finding the target, Yue Lao San shouted, bypassed Duan Yu and Dusk, and directly pounced on Qiao Feng.

"Third child, I'm here to help you!" Having seen the strength of Dusk, and having personally felt the evil of Duan Yu's internal strength, Ye Erniang was also unwilling to face the two, and when the war began, she chose to fight against Qiao Feng with Yue Laosan.

The two of them shot, as if they had ignited gunpowder, only to hear a roar of anger, a little sword light and sword shadow, shining on the spot, a group of masters of Xixia Yipintang rushed up, shouting to kill the three of them.

"Roar!"

Facing the crowd that pounced up, Qiao Feng's shoulders shook, a dragon chant resounded throughout the temple, and countless transparent dragon shapes rushed out from Qiao Feng's body, swept in all directions, stirred up endless wind and dust, and flew out of the Western Xia warriors who flew up.

"Good kung fu!" Except for Yue Laosan and Ye Erniang, there were only a few martial artists in the field who were not knocked away by Qiao Feng's explosive energy, and among them, the most natural one was Li Yanzong, who was pretending to be Murong Fu.

"Isn't your kung fu bad!" I had noticed Murong Fu for a long time, and seeing that he had the intention of making a move at this moment, he stopped in front of Murong Fu at dusk and said with a smile.

"You're going to stop me!" Looking the young man up and down, Murong Fu asked uncertainly.

"Guess what!" Putting the folding fan on his waist, the young man casually grabbed a Western Xia warrior who was in Qiao Feng's strength and couldn't stop retreating, snatched a spear from his hand, and then threw him out.

"Then I want to see how you stop me!"

A cold light flashed, Murong Fu didn't talk nonsense, his figure flashed, and the long sword flew into the front of the young man.

"Phew!"

The barrel of the gun flicked with his arm, a few cold flashes, the laziness on the young man's face all dissipated, his body twisted, and a shot was like a giant python attack, and it was about to come out.

The sword and gun collided, and the two internal forces burst out at the same time, rushing out from the two of them, along the sword body and the barrel of the gun, intertwined together, and suddenly, the wind surged, and the edge overflowed.

"Boom!"

Dragon-type waves were rushing around Qiao Feng, full of energy, and in the face of the joint siege of Ye Erniang, Yue Laosan and dozens of Western Xia masters, Qiao Feng was not only at ease, but also easily suppressed everyone.

The moves are fierce, every palm is slapped, it is a dragon roar rushing, the world is turned upside down, "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" This set of mastery is in Qiao Feng's hands, and the power can be said to be the best in the world.

In the face of Qiao Feng's attack, whether it was Yue Laosan or Ye Erniang, they could only temporarily avoid the edge and take the time to counterattack, if they accidentally hit a palm, even if they didn't die, they would probably lose their combat power on the spot.

Compared to Qiao Feng's Wei Gai audience, Duan Yu looked much embarrassed, stepping on gossip, his body was like a flowing cloud, constantly shuttling through the crowd, although no one could attack him, but the soft-hearted Duan Yu did not dare to make a move, after all, that day in the dyeing workshop, the shadow left on him could not be dispersed for a while.

Qiao Feng suppressed, Duan Yu dodged, and at dusk, he met Murong Fuqi.

Murong Fu has just stepped into the realm of things, the realm is not yet stable, and the dusk is steadily improving, with two kinds of mastery, his internal strength is not inferior to Murong Fu, and even slightly better.

"Ding!"

The long sword followed the barrel of the gun, the streamer flickered, and slid directly into the palm of the young man's hand, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, Murong Fu was ruthless, and the move was ruthless.

"Humph!"

The cold mang's body was approaching, the young man was not flustered, his arms rose and fell, and the spear flicked casually, like a dragon playing in the sea, and the strength became a tidal wave, shaking and shaking, easily getting rid of the attack of the long sword.