"It's him!"

"There's this big guy who suffers now!"

"You have to have a good show"

The people who recognized Qiu Qianren bowed their heads to each other and discussed, and those who didn't know him asked those who knew with a puzzled face, who was this old man, and why everyone had confidence in him as soon as he came out.

"Gang Leader Qiu, jointly resisting foreign enemies is a matter of winning glory for the country, so why hide and hide" Chen Ziang asked with a smile, he guessed that this Qiu Qianren definitely didn't want to be in the limelight, but when it really came to this moment, he felt aggrieved to hide his identity, so he took off his mask when he went into battle.

Just because his palm style is fierce and vicious, and his palm style is its own school, I am afraid that he will be recognized by many people as soon as he uses it, so it is better to take off the mask in advance.

Although there are many people who imitate and cultivate Qiu Qianren's iron sand palm by painting gourds, how can they compare to his orthodoxy.

"I'll come if I want to" Qiu Qianren said arrogantly, the boss with a pair of eyes open, as if he wanted to devour people alive.

People who have been with him for a long time will know that Qiu Qianren is usually like this, not angry and self-threatening, which makes people fearful.

"Since there is a Qiu gang leader, I will be relieved in this scene" Chen Ziang said, and he was really relieved in his heart.

Who is Qiu Qianren? The leader of the Iron Palm Gang of Xiangxi Gang, in which he introduced his martial arts is no less than the "Five Uniques", Wang Chongyang also invited him when he discussed the sword in Huashan for the first time, but he knew that he was not Wang Chongyang's opponent, and refused on the grounds that the iron sand palm had not been practiced, and he practiced more hard in the following years, so his iron sand palm has reached the level where he can start a sect.

If he can't defeat this Mongol, then maybe only Chen Ziang and Guo Jing can fight him.

"I'll tear you to shreds, then bite your neck and suck your blood dry" Su Heba stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, looking at Qiu Qianren with bright eyes.

Qiu Qianren smiled, but it was a sneer, colder than the cold wind blowing from the battlefield.

"Ahh Su and Bara sat on a horse and roared and rushed towards Qiu Qianren, clutching a full moon scimitar tightly in their hands. He could already imagine the knife slicing off his head.

"Smack!!"

Qiu Qianren jumped up out of thin air, shooting at Su and Bara like an arrow, the palms that were harder than iron slapped on his head, Su and Bara wanted to take advantage of the situation and use the scimitar in their hands to slash away, but his palm was too fast, and the knife had not touched Qiu Qianren's forehead and had been slapped on the forehead.

With a crisp sound, the tall and mighty Su and Bala were slapped to the ground from their horses, and the full moon scimitar fell to the side.

Sue and Bala, who were lying on the ground, rolled their eyes and twitched, staggering to get up from the ground, but they couldn't get up, and their mouths were foaming at the mouth like crabs.

With just one palm, Su and Bala were defeated, the Great Song side shouted excitedly, and the Mongolian side was silent, and the general who was shouting at the beginning turned red, this Mongolian warrior was not the enemy of the master of the Great Song Dynasty? Even if they hold up one more trick, their faces will look a little better.

Just as everyone was cheering, Sue and Bara were already foaming at the foam with blood and internal organs, and their eyes were closed, and they were completely dead.

"Ulihan, you give it to me," the general said angrily to the lean swordsman beside him, who had blocked the flying knife for the general before, otherwise the general would have returned to the west.

Wu Lihan nodded, and drove the heavy jujube-colored horse under his crotch to kill Qiu Qianren, who wanted to fight again but was called back by Chen Ziang.

He floated back to Chen Ziang's side from the center of the battlefield like a fallen leaf, and sneaked into the crowd, and his light skills were also admirable.

The name of the iron palm floating on the water not only describes the power of his iron sand palm, but also because he is light and can float and walk on the water.

In the second battle, Ke Zhenwei couldn't help but walk out, and Guo Jing shouted excitedly, "Master"

Guo Jing has learned martial arts from many people, and this Ke Zhenwei is the master who taught him blade kung fu.

Ke Zhenwei did not choose to catch up with Guo Jing, but walked to the center of the battlefield with a cane.

"Is your Da Song really gone? Send a blind man out," laughed Ullihan.

"Don't call me blind!" Ke Zhenwei waved the iron cane in his hand, but he was firmly caught by Ulhan with a knife, although this Ulhan man looked thin, but his strength was not under Su and Bala.

Wu Lihan gradually put away his playful look, and scuffled with Ke Zhen, and there were back and forth between the two, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

After nearly a hundred rounds, Ke Zhenwei was a little weak, and was won by Wu Lihan in half a move, and a wound was cut on his shoulder.

This time, there was a shocking shout from the Mongolian side, and Ke Zhen walked back to the Great Song Dynasty in despair.

Chen Ziang couldn't help but speak: "Ke Daxia didn't lose!" If he is an old man with bright eyes, good legs, and healthy health, as long as one place returns to his peak state, killing this Mongolian swordsman is not as easy as chopping vegetables and melons? ”

"That's right! Ke Daxia didn't lose! ”

"Didn't lose! Our Da Song didn't lose! ”

Listening to the voices of the crowd comforting him, Ke Zhen was a little relieved in disgust, but if he loses, he loses, he shook his head and also sneaked into the crowd, waiting for the next battle.

"The foolish people of the Great Song Dynasty, who else do you send out" Wu Lihan, who won a game for the Mongolian side, was a little proud, thinking that these Great Song people were just bluffing, and although the blind man and the lame man were okay in martial arts, they didn't lose to themselves?

Under the swelling, Wu Lihan forgot that he was just Ke Zhenxi, who had defeated by a narrow margin.

"I'm coming!" Chen Ziang was about to make a move but was pressed by Guo Jing's shoulder, he had already flown into the battlefield, and he was only more than ten meters away from Wulihan.

"It's good to come!" Wu Lihan held the full moon scimitar and slashed towards Guo Jing, but there was a dragon groan.

Wu Lihan was beaten away by Guo Jing's eighteen palms of the dragon descending without the slightest force of parry, along with the war horse under his crotch.

Because the master was injured Guo Jing was extremely angry, as soon as he came up, he used all his strength, how could Guo Jing's palm be able to withstand a character like Wu Lihan, and he flew out as soon as he touched the dragon formed by the eighteen palms of the dragon.

He closed his eyes with endless regret and regret, and blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain.

"Now we have won two games, and you have only won one, which means that if we win one more game, we will win completely," Chen Ziang said proudly, and he was able to beat them before the opening

"Who else?" Guo Jing shouted proudly, with his strength, he is qualified to shout such a sentence!

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