Chapter 11: Disciples of the Tang Sect

Asking for collections, asking for recommended tickets, asking for rewards, in short, asking for everything you can get.

The long hair was scattered, and the jet-black hair moved in the wind.

A big head, flying high.

Blood erupted, spurting down the severed neck like a ruptured water pipe.

The overflowing blood splattered the body of the soothing envoy, the flying fish suit on his body, stained with blood, a rough face, and his beard was stained with blood, which was extremely hideous.

But at this moment, the hideous face appeared with a look of disbelief.

Stunned, I couldn't believe it, this filled the eyes of everyone present, even the pacification envoy was no exception, but the next moment the pacification envoy reacted, laughed loudly, a face indescribably hideous, looked around with vicious eyes, and roared loudly; "Fake, true, fake,"

The stunned look quickly faded in Yang Qifeng's gaze, this Yuhuatian is fake, Yang Qifeng really didn't see it, how is Yuhuatian's martial arts, how can Yang Qifeng not know that the big boss in the Longmen Flying Armor is the best in the world, and the only person who can compete is Zhao Huai'an.

The sneak attack of the pacification envoy could never hurt Yuhuatian, which Yang Qifeng was sure of, like a sword from Ma Jinliang's sneak attack, which was not easily resolved by Yang Qifeng.

And now that Yuhuatian is so easily killed, it can only prove one thing, this Yuhuatian is fake, it is a parallel import, and it is pretended to be a knife in the wind.

Originally, when watching the movie, Yang Qifeng was a little unbelievable that the wind knife played Yuhuatian and was able to deceive the master of the West Factory, thinking it was too fake, but now Yang Qifeng is convinced that Yang Qifeng and Yuhuatian have dealt with it several times.

"The sons and daughters don't do it yet, capture and kill the traitor," Yang Qifeng shouted, Jinyiwei, who was in shock, reacted immediately, but the hesitation on his face subsided, revealing a fierce look, Jinyiwei and Dongchang are in the capital, and it is not that they have not been in a hurry, and these Jinyiwei selected by Yang Qifeng are all some people who are good, ruthless, and extremely vicious, and now they are located in the yellow sand desert, and they have no scruples.

Looking at the Xichang fans who were cut one after another, no, the disguised Xichang fans, Yang Qifeng sneered again and again.

Until now, how can Yang Qifeng not see that although their plan is slightly different from the scene in the movie, the gap is not big, and he wants to pretend to be Yuhuatian and let himself and others leave, if he doesn't leave, he will take advantage of the sneak attack when he and others relax their vigilance, and suddenly make a move.

All this is well calculated, in order to succeed in the plan, among these Xichang fans, there are a few people who are really not fake, but the real Xichang fans, Yang Qifeng was in Longmen Station, he saw it, so he was familiar, he didn't suspect that Yuhuatian was fake, he planned well, but it didn't go as he wished, he stabbed them in the wind, he definitely didn't expect that he had killed Yuhuatian, he was the object that had to be killed, and he suddenly made a move, without warning, a Xichang overseer, How could he have predicted that Yang Qifeng would dare to kill him, he had no defense at all, even if the wind knife was guarded, but he was not Yuhuatian in the end, the difference in strength was huge, how could he be the opponent of the pacification envoy, and he was directly cut off by a knife.

"The lackey of the demon concubine, let me die." There was a loud shout, the sound shook for nine days, and the thick hatred filled it.

The hatred is as deep as the sea, and the hatred is monstrous.

With a sound of Weng, countless hidden weapons, such as the Heavenly Maiden scattering flowers, a piece of black pressing, swept towards Yang Qifeng.

"Protect your lordship!" When a brocade guard saw it, he immediately roared loudly, and the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and he strode forward.

"Stand back," Yang Qifeng scolded, for his loyal subordinates, Yang Qifeng still didn't plan to send them to death, the level of this secret weapon is not weak, his subordinates, he is loyal, but his strength is slightly worse.

The right hand dragged the cloak behind him, with a creak, the cloak was torn off by Yang Qifeng, and the internal force in the dantian surged wildly, spitting in the palm of his hand, and the soft cloak, after the blessing of the internal force, became hard and swung forward.

Bang bang bang!!!!!

The continuous impact sound came out, all the hidden weapons had been blocked by the cloak, and an attack was dissolved into invisible, looking at the middle-aged man wearing a tight robe, Yang Qifeng said coldly; "The disciples of the Tang Sect dare to attack the officials of the imperial court, and they are not afraid of the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court,"

Yang Qifeng has been in the process of rushing towards Longmen recently, but also digesting the martial arts of the current world, because of the concept of time, small sects and small factions are counted, but like Shaolin, Wudang and Tangmen and other big factions, Yang Qifeng has a deep understanding, and recognize the other party is a person in the Tang Gate, this is the characteristics of the other party, it is really easy to identify, this move is the signature move of the Tang Gate, as famous as Wudang Tai Chi, it is difficult to recognize it.

"As long as I kill you, who knows that this is done by the people of the Tang Sect," the middle-aged man, looking at Yang Qifeng with hatred in his eyes, his eyes breathed fire, and his five fingers gently closed and turned, and another hidden weapon like a leaf appeared in his hand.

His hands shook again and again, and the hidden weapon swayed out like rain.

The hidden weapon was poured into the internal force, and after a special technique, the force was not small, and the sound of swishing breaking the air was endless.

"It's enough to deal with ordinary people, but it's not elegant to deal with masters," Yang Qifeng shook his head gently, without any dodging or dodging, step by step, he quickly took five steps forward one after another.

The crazy attack of the hidden weapon was carried out by Yang Qifeng wielding a long knife, which was easy, and all of Dangdang was blocked, and the ground was sprinkled all over the ground.

The leaf-like secret weapon is really like a leaf, and the veins are clearly engraved on it, but the veins are black, obviously contaminated with poison.

Just when Yang Qifeng broke through the hidden weapon, an inexplicable chill rose from his heart, his pores opened, and his hairs stood up.

Danger, this is his own warning to the crisis body, for this Yang Qifeng dare not underestimate this, can make his fourth layer of perfect golden bell jar, in fact, comparable to the strength of the six-layer ordinary golden bell jar, all have a sense of crisis, absolutely not hard fighting, to quickly dodge.

Yang Qifeng's feet were about to move forward, but they staggered one step, and the whole person took a step to the left, but he dodged it.