Because the martial arts conference was initiated by the You brothers and Xue Muhua, now that the You brothers have committed suicide and hiccup, it is naturally Xue Muhua who is in charge, although Xue Muhua's martial arts are not high, but his reputation is not low at all.

Xue Muhua looked at Yang Xuan, who was free and loose on the roof, and said, "Who is Your Excellency, is it the same party of Qiao Feng, a Khitan person?" ”

"What's wrong with you, do I know you? How do you know that I am Qiao Feng's comrade, then let's make a bet, if I am not Qiao Feng's comrade, I will kill you. Yang Xuan dug his nostrils and said.

Before Xue Muhua could speak, there were already martial arts people who recognized Yang Xuan.

"Black, black scholar."

"How did he get here?"

"It is said that the black evil scholar and Qiao Feng have a bad relationship."

"It's over, it's over, the black scholar is notoriously moody."

Bursts of exclamations exploded in the martial arts crowd below.

"Everyone in the world knows that you have a good relationship with Qiao Feng, and I want to say that you are not Qiao Feng's comrade." Xue Muhua said.

"Hahaha, everyone in the world knows, why don't I know, I died of laughter, and even if I am Qiao Feng's friend, what's wrong, no, who do I have to inform you of? Which green onion are you? Yang Xuan said disdainfully.

Yang Xuan jumped off the roof and used a yang finger to stop Qiao Feng's bleeding and said, "Brother Qiao, this time is too bad, this monk is okay, and the others are estimated to be third-rate and second-rate." ”

"Brother Yang, I killed Elder Xi by mistake and left me in the world with no face." Qiao Feng said in despair.

"Please, it's not a child, that elder was ready to be killed when he made a move, otherwise they were only allowed to kill, and you were not allowed to fight back, what kind of rules." Yang Xuan comforted. At this time, Yang Xuan had already turned into Qiao Feng's personal mentor, using some modern poisonous chicken soup to pour Qiao Feng fiercely. After educating Qiao Feng, Yang Xuan turned his artillery fire at this group of so-called martial arts masters.

"How can you say that you guys are good, the You brothers actually committed suicide, what kind of stupid words are there in the people, why don't you kill a few foreign enemies, death is worthless, and now there are Khitan, Western Xia, Tubo, and the heroes look around, you actually have the leisure and elegance to deal with Qiao Feng, anyway, I understand it now, don't force Qiao Feng to the Khitan, you are unwilling, right, a group of chickens and dog thieves actually dare to call heroes, I bah." Yang Xuan complained.

"Hmph, many of us have a blood feud with the Khitans, so Your Excellency is too lenient." A humane in the rivers and lakes.

"That's to kill the Khitans, come on, let's count, there are a few more Khitans than Qiao Feng." Yang Xuan pointed out.

Everyone fell silent in an instant, and indeed many people had a blood feud with the Khitans, but they didn't have the courage to go to the Khitans for trouble, and they didn't want to join the army and lose their freedom.

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, you are a fart, COSCO Wulin finally came up with a person who can lead (ˉ▽ ̄~) and ~~ The character whose martial arts are not low, was forced away by a woman and a few traitors, the reason why our Han people have been able to inherit it is not only by force, but also by our splendid civilization.

Look at how many nomads are coming to annex our rich land, but there don't seem to be a few successes. The Xianbei clan of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and now there are still a few people who can speak Xianbei dialect, all of whom speak the language of our Han people. Yang Xuan said earnestly.

This is also what Yang Xuan has always wanted to say when watching TV series. If someone looks at Yang Xuan from the perspective of a bystander now, it feels as if they have seen the scene of MLM brainwashing, good chicken soup and poisonous chicken soup, and it is poured desperately.

"Xue Muhua, help me cure this Azhu girl, by the way, don't tell me to force you, if you don't see a doctor, I won't force you, I will go to your master and ancestor for trouble, you have to think about it carefully, don't make mistakes." Yang Xuan said towards Xue Muhua.

Xue Muhua was silent, obviously weighing the pros and cons, Yang Xuan's current name is simply known to everyone, after all, he killed 500 soldiers on the spot in the battle that day, and the fierceness was monstrous.

A person in the rivers and lakes who wanted to be famous said loudly: "Could it be that you won't kill Qiao Feng today?" ”

"Cut, do you want to kill Qiao Feng? Don't you just want to be famous, come on, come on, and be able to hold my axe with one hand. Yang Xuan said disdainfully.

As soon as everyone heard about the play, a few good people immediately walked over, ready to pick up the axe inserted in the floor and settle Yang Xuan's face.

A little minion wanted to pick up the axe with one hand, and after a few breaths, he began to take it with both hands, only to see that the green tendons on this person's forehead floated, but unfortunately the axe didn't even move.

Now everyone became curious, and they all ran over to try, and in the end, even the difficulty of getting out of the horse could make the axe shake slightly.

Qiao Feng helped Ah Zhu and said, "Brother Yang, how much does your weapon weigh?" ”

As soon as Qiao Feng's words fell, everyone's ears stood up.

Yang Xuan thought about it, according to the words of the Song Dynasty, it should be about 650 grams per catty, and after calculating, he said, "It's not particularly heavy, more than 600 catties." ”

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

"The black evil scholar, this person's physical strength is really peerless."

The exclamations of the crowd rang out one after another.

The average sword weighs only a few catties, and the great one is about 10 catties, and some of the hammers with sticks and sticks are only twenty or thirty catties, which is already a heavy weapon.

Yang Xuan easily picked up the weapon with one hand, and said arrogantly: "Is there anyone who wants to trouble Qiao Feng now?" If so, come and let me see. ”

Everyone was silent for a while, if it was Qiao Feng alone, it would be no problem for everyone to cheer up, but the black evil scholar is different, and he may not be able to hurt others alone, let alone kill him, besides, the temper of the black evil scholar is not as good as Qiao Feng, it is also good and evil, maybe when he will go crazy, the people here are not enough for Yang Xuan to cut.

In this way, the martial arts conference broke up unhappily, because Juxian Village died two owners, so, after everyone dispersed, Yang Xuan Qiao Feng and A Zhu lived in Xue Muhua's house to treat Azhu, and during the period, they often asked Xue Muhua some medical questions, worthy of the title of divine doctor, some incurable diseases for Xue Muhua are all easy to say, a little bit of spirit, Yang Xuan also benefited a lot.

Half a month later, Ah Zhu had recovered, and after saying goodbye to Yang Xuan, he embarked on a journey of revenge and finding his father.

Yang Xuan didn't leave, he didn't squeeze Xue Muhua dry, he didn't leave if he was killed, Xue Muhua couldn't help it, he couldn't beat it, the problem was that he couldn't say it, as soon as Yang Xuan's mouth said it, Xue Muhua could be said speechless.