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The Yangtze River hero Shi Yangtian is so famous, and the black and white heroes are all admired, but today~ his prestige will be completely lost. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The thief Xiao Feng actually had such martial arts, which was also unexpected by most people present.

Everyone thought that he was going to kill Shi Yangtian, and they all took a step forward, but they didn't dare to move lightly, only one Jiangnan hero Jiang Beihe said loudly: "Xiao Feng, in front of the world's heroes, do you dare to harm Shi Daxia's life?" ”

"Heroes of the world?"

Xiao Feng pressed his sword and sighed: "All of them are mediocre and rabble, how can there be heroes, only Shi Daxia is considered to be courageous, such a character, why should he judge himself?" ”

He abandoned the iron sword in his hand, looked around, Jiang Beihe felt that there seemed to be a sword stabbing on his face, he lowered his head slightly, and did not dare to look at him, Xiao Feng glanced coldly, and sighed: "Central Plains martial arts, if you can take Xiao Mou's palm, you will be allowed to be called a master, which of you dares to come up and give it a try?" ”

Everyone was not angry, but said: This thief is really rampant, and he must be told to know the power of the Central Plains martial arts.

After half a ring, there was still silence.

Xiao Feng's previous martial arts were too terrifying, deep in everyone's minds, everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to wipe his edge.

The crowd was in a commotion~, and there was a burst of cheers and cheers.

The person who came out of the queue was Master Xuan Lin of Shaolin Temple, he put his hands on his chest, his face was solemn, and said: "Master Xiao, your martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds, and the old man has come to teach you the means." ”

As the head of the Shaolin Precept Academy and the Nagarjuna Academy, he was peaceful, but after Xuan Nan's death, it was his turn to stand up and speak on behalf of Shaolin at such a critical time.

Only then did the heroes recover from the shock of Shi Yangtian's defeat, and shouted one after another: "Okay, there is Master Xuan Lin coming out, and I guess this Khitan child is not an opponent." ”

Xiao Feng laughed out loud and said, "Okay, learn Shaolin stunts." ”

"Lord Xiao Shizhu is invited!"

Master Xuan Silence let out a low breath, his body soared, and he stepped on the ground like a dragonfly in water, his sleeves fluttered as he ran, and several invisible fingers burst out. Master Xuan Lin is a profound cultivator, and he knows all the two stunts of Shaolin's "Tianzhu Buddha Finger" and "One Beat and Two Scattered Palms".

At this time, he made the first move, then he opened his hand with the silent Buddha fingers, and then his hands swung in a circle, and he slapped two scattered palms when he landed, and the strength between his palms was extremely solid, and there was a whistling sound of wind and thunder, and the best thing was that his sleeves covered it, making the offensive sharp and imperceptible.

At the same time, two stunts were used, and the heroes saw the palm shadow in the air, one palm turned into two palms, and two palms turned into four palms, as if the thousand-armed Buddha was waving his palm angrily, and he couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart.

In fact, most of the people present at this hand can't even see clearly, and the few people who see clearly also know that they are powerful, and very few people can catch these two stunts, but Xiao Feng, who was standing on the side, said: "Master, you have a palm in your sleeve, a finger in your palm, and the two stunts have been perfected, which is very good, but it seems to be a little rushed." ”

Xiao Feng stood on the ground with his feet and did not move, letting Master Xuan Lin fly by, and slapped a palm from afar without hurrying or slow, just like clearing the clouds and mist, completely dissolving Master Xuan Lian's surging offensive.

With just this palm, Xuan Lone's heart sank.

After many years of hard work, even the solid stones on the ground will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and Xiao Feng will be scattered in the air, and it seems that he only used a few points of true qi to eliminate his fierce offensive invisibly. With Xiao Feng's methods, he was already so high that he could only look up, and he was beyond his ability.

Let your fingers stay secretly, the palm strength surges, Xiao Feng just laughed loudly, and struck out with a palm, it was the dragon in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, the palm strength came out, like a high wall, and pressed it suddenly, Master Xuan's face changed sharply, and he turned around and slapped three palms in a row, only to dissipate the palm power of this palm, but his body spun like a top, staggered to the ground, and took seven steps backwards.

"The opponent is amazing, let's go together!"

Xuan Xiao said with a cold face, and the fit pounced again.

Everyone was in an uproar, and no one could have imagined that under one palm, even the first master of the Shaolin Temple Discipline Institute suffered a loss. At this time, the Shaolin Xuanzi generation of Xuan Pain and Xuan Du also immediately shot, Master Xuandu made a flower finger, Xuan Pain used a King Kong palm, the two of them supported Xuan Lin left and right, then stood left and right, and the three of them shot out together.

Xiao Feng's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said with a smile: "It's good to come, the flower finger and the vajra palm are really mysterious." ”

The true qi in his body is surging, such as the angry tide of the river and the sea, turning his hand is two palms, sending it as he wishes, the palm strength is condensed like a real dragon, and the three people on the opposite side are attacking in three directions, but he lightly stretches his ape arm, calms down and is really strong, and slaps out a palm "Dragon Battle in the Wild", with a bang, the clothes dance without wind, Xiao Feng's real dragon palm strength lingers around, and he travels uncertainly, which has sealed the way forward for the three senior monks of Shaolin Temple.

The three senior monks of Shaolin worked together to catch the palm of these seven or eight points of true power, but they couldn't bear it.

Master Xuandu's skill is the shallowest among the three, and under the slightest touch of this qi machine, his waist folded and flew away, and the two of them couldn't stand it, condensed twelve points of true qi, and caught this palm, his arms were not sore, and his chest was also churning with qi and blood, as if he had been squeezed by an invisible high wall, so he was not bored, and the two of them swept to the ground in the air, but they had no strength to fight again.

Xiao Feng still stood on the ground with a golden knife, and said with a chuckle: "Shaolin stunts, profound and mysterious, are really extraordinary." ”

No matter how trivial it was, it finally folded in his hands and became his stepping stone. At this time, Xuan Lin and the other three took half a step back, and sighed lightly: "Master Xiao's martial arts are unfathomable, and the poor monks and others are not opponents. ”

The three of them are all first-class masters, this bit of eyesight is still there, Xiao Feng even in the face of the Shaolin three-person attack, he did not use all his strength, if he shot with all his strength, the vigor was heavy, it must not be light, and the end of the three of them is difficult to say.

Xiao Feng nodded and laughed, "Who else!?" ”

His long hair was scattered, his eyes were like a fierce tiger and a lion tiger, Shi Yangtian was defeated with one palm, and the three senior monks of Shaolin shot together, which was also just a palm. Jiang Beihe hissed and gasped, looked around to see who else dared to step forward to fight, but found that everyone was also looking at each other, and no one dared to respond.

The needles on the field can be heard, Xiao Feng laughed lightly, squatted down to check the injuries of Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, these eighteen people are really invincible, they received an order to defend the valley mouth, even if they are under siege, they still fight to the death and do not retreat, at this time, the four or five people who are alive to see Xiao Feng fighting alone to defeat the heroes laughed and said: "The king retreats from the enemy, and he should be a big white for it, but it's a pity that there is no wine at this time!" “

Xiao Feng had tears in his eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed: "It's really a pity, but the brothers are all here, whether you have wine or not, so what's the matter, you Central Plains martial arts people are outstanding and have many masters, and now who else wants to come up, Khitan Xiao took it together." “

He calls himself a Khitan, and he has an indescribable sense of loneliness and loneliness.

"Well said, it doesn't matter if you have wine or not!"

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen grinned miserably, revealing their white teeth and Yin~red blood.

The heroes from Juxian Village are still silent, Murong Fu, who was originally the leader, has the highest martial arts, but he pursued Ding Chunqiu, and the You brothers also followed, and the Yangtze River Hero and Shaolin Temple were all defeated by Xiao Feng, where are there any masters who can do it.

Xiao Feng got up again, his eyes swept over the beggars, and the group of beggars lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

Xiao Feng's eyes turned, and he suddenly saw a familiar corpse in the beggar gang array, and his heart moved, who is this not Bai Shijing?

It's just that he didn't kill Bai Shijing, he only asked, "Beggar Gang disciple, who killed Elder Bai Shijing?" “

When he had not yet rebelled out of the Central Plains, he was a brother with Bai Shijing of the beggar gang, and then the relationship broke up, and he broke off his righteousness.

After a few years of goodbye, Bai Shijing actually led the beggar gang disciples to kill him, and some of the beggar gang disciples present were also old acquaintances and very familiar, but Bai Shijing had died at the hands of others, and Xiao Feng inevitably felt a little sad in his heart.

There was a humane in the beggar gang array: "It's Ding Chunqiu, the old monster of the stars, and the poison he moved, even the master of the Shaolin Temple was poisoned." “

"What a Ding Chunqiu!"

Xiao Feng raised his hair upside down, and asked again: "Who knows where he is, the banner of the Star Sect is still here, and he will definitely not go far!" “

With his own strength, he swept through everyone, suppressed everyone's spirit, and almost pierced the entire heroes of the rivers and lakes, where did everyone dare to make a move, at this time, Xiao Feng in their eyes was like a god descending from heaven.

After a bloody battle first, and the remaining disciples were still hundreds, they took a breath and shrank in the corner and didn't dare to speak out loud, and they stood on the cusp of the wind again.

"Ding Chunqiu does all kinds of evil, he really deserves to be damned!"

The Central Plains Martial Arts Qunxiong also had a general idea in his heart, Ding Chunqiu and his people were even more hateful than Xiao Feng, he killed people with poison, and as soon as he was sent to the wind, he would kill more than a dozen people, and there were at least more than 100 people who died in his hands today.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Brother Xiao, your skills have reached such a situation."

At this time, a Qingyue voice came from outside the bamboo forest.

"Murong Gongzi, Murong Gongzi is finally here!"

"Gusunan Murong, I'm going to face North Xiao Feng!"

The crowd was in a sensation, and Xiao Feng also frowned, this Murong Fu was at least dozens of zhang away at this time, but the voice seemed to sound in everyone's ears, clear, but the steps were as light as nothing, and sure enough, Shibei should be impressed in three days, not to mention that in three years, Murong Fu's skills have also improved.

Xiao Feng poked his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw a young man in a pale yellow brocade robe holding a cloth bag in his hand, stepping on the bamboo forest without touching the ground, fluttering over, and sneering: "Murong Fu, you want to stop me too?" ”

He and Murong Fu were called the North and the South back then, and they had a little importance in their hearts earlier, but since the cliff of Dali Tiandu, Xiao Feng really looked down on Murong Fu from the bottom of his heart to achieve his goal, unscrupulous means, and even did such a thing as groveling and admitting the enemy as a father.

Xiao Feng looked down on Murong Fu, and Murong Fu also regarded Xiao Feng as a thorn in his flesh and a thorn in his eye, and he wanted to get rid of it as soon as he could.

Murong Fu's face was gloomy, and when he saw Xiao Feng, the enemy of his fate, he had an indescribable sense of boredom in his heart, and he didn't know if it was the shadow left by Liu Suifeng's peacock feather.

Jiang Beihe's face was gloomy, and he whispered in Murong Fu's ear: "Murong Gongzi, Xiao Feng's Khitan dog thief's skill is unfathomable, you have to be careful." ”

Shi Yangtian also said: "This son's martial arts have become extraordinary, and the old man is not his enemy." ”

Murong Fu listened carefully, nodded and smiled from time to time, and suddenly glanced at Xiao Feng in surprise, he also knew the martial arts of Shi Yangtian, the hero of the Yangtze River, and he could be called a first-class master of the older generation, but he couldn't even take Xiao Feng's move, which made him completely unexpected.

However, he had his own plans, first threw down the cloth bag in his hand, and rolled on the ground, a big human head rolled out, and the horror between his eyes was still visible, Su Xinghe couldn't help but scream, and said, "Isn't this Ding Chunqiu's head, you killed Ding Chunqiu!?" ”

Everyone rushed forward, and the people in the back row stood on tiptoe to look at it, and someone in front of them shouted excitedly: "It's Ding Chunqiu, it's Ding Chunqiu, this old thief, it's very ......good."

Xiao Feng glanced at it, but frowned and said, "Senior Brother Su, are you sure that you are the head of Ding Chunqiu's traitor?" ”

Su Xinghe looked at it in a daze, and said unconsciously: "Ding Chunqiu, the evil thief, has turned to ashes, and I also recognize it, it must be him." ”

"Ding Chunqiu died in the hands of Murong Gongzi, he is really a hero!"

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and Ding Chunqiu will die as he deserves!"

They didn't know anything about what was happening in the bamboo forest on the mountain, which gave Murong Fu room to perform, he raised his hand and pressed it, signaling everyone to stop, everyone really quieted down, Murong Fu sighed: "Ding Lao thief's poison skills are strong, but the two owners of the You family have suffered an accident. ”

Murong Fu smiled faintly, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Murong was lucky enough to kill the old monster of the stars, which can be regarded as avenging the master of Xuan Xuan, the white gang leader, and the heroes who died in battle." ”

This is obviously not dead in his hands, but Murong Fu cut off Ding Chunqiu's head, so he shamelessly and deservedly took this credit, and the heroes were naturally smiling and praising endlessly, putting Xiao Feng's threats aside for the time being.

The disciples in the Xingzhu Sect can fight in two streams, I don't know why, as soon as Ding Chunqiu died, it was equivalent to making them lose their big ~ legs, these people rushed out, knelt down in front of Murong Fu, and pleaded: "Murong Gongzi's martial arts are world-famous, it seems that the gods have descended to earth." “

"In the inferior class is willing to serve the son of the dog and horse, the liver and brain are smeared, and then he is dead."

"Ding Chunqiu is not evil, he is not the opponent of my master at all, except for strong enemies, I am afraid that the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance in the world can sit on it."

"As long as the master says a word, the little one is willing to go to the soup for the master, and he is not afraid of death." (To be continued.) )