"Azhu! I've finally found you! ”

The heroic voice resounded almost half of the battlefield, excited, relaxed, and incomprehensible, and there was so much emotion in the voice that it was impossible to tell what the owner of the voice was saying.

At the other end of the battlefield, a red-clothed girl who was fighting with others stiffened and turned around suddenly, not caring about the opponent in front of her.

In the midst of the crowd, a tall figure was standing there, with a little tiredness and vicissitudes on his dusty face, but at this time he showed a happy smile.

"Brother Joe!" Looking at the figure stupidly, Azhu's eyes were full of tears.

"Azhu! I've finally found you! ”

Qiao Feng looked at the figure that he was thinking about for a long time, his heart was filled with endless joy, and he strode over, and a master of the Thirty-six Islands stopped in front of him, but he was slashed away by his palm, and then strode over.

"Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao!" Ah Zhu only felt that a thousand words were hidden in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, pain, guilt, bitterness, confusion, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart.

"No, no," looking at the approaching figure, Azhu shook her head and staggered back, she didn't want to see him, she didn't have the face to see him.

"Be careful!"

Qiao Feng, who was striding forward, suddenly changed his face, jumped up suddenly, put his toes on the ground a little, and rushed forward.

Behind Ah Zhu, the opponent just now had raised his long knife and slashed at Ah Zhu's back, while Ah Zhu was still in a trance. There was no reaction at all.

"Damn it!"

Qiao Feng's eyes cracked, and he tried his best to urge his internal force, but he could only watch the long knife pressing towards Ah Zhu. He was too far away from Azhu.

"You dare!"

Qiao Feng shouted frantically, but he didn't have time to rescue.

Seeing that Ah Zhu was about to die under the knife of others, a white figure suddenly appeared beside Ah Zhu, with a long arm, he held Ah Zhu in his arms, and then waved his other hand at will, and the warrior behind him was slashed in front of his chest with a palm. With a burst of bone cracking, the warrior was instantly exhausted.

Seeing that Azhu was rescued from a distance, Qiao Feng's heart was also relieved. Immediately took a few steps, came to the two of them, and hugged his fist at the white-clothed figure.

"Master Mo, thank you for saving Azhu."

Although Qiao Feng and Mo Wen had only met once a few years ago. But Mo Wen is handsome. And the martial arts are high, so naturally there is still a little impression, and when he speaks, he has to reach out and take Azhu from Mo Wen's arms.

Unexpectedly, Mo Wen took a few steps back with Azhu in his arms, pulled away for a distance, and then said playfully: "Why do you want to say thank you, Azhu is my woman, I naturally want to save her!" ”

"What?"

Qiao Feng only felt stiff, as if he had been struck by lightning. Stand on the spot.

Mo Wen's body trembled in Azhu's arms, and then tears fell from the corners of his eyes. Bow your head and say nothing.

"This—this—"

Qiao Feng only felt that his mouth was astringent, and the cone-like pain surged into his heart, the woman who depended on him as his companion, and who had been by his side when he was in the most pain, already had his heart?

"Azhu, is this true?" Qiao Feng never thought that one day he would make such a trembling sound.

Azhu didn't answer, still hanging his head.

"Really?" Qiao Feng smiled miserably.

Looking at Mo Wen, who was dressed in white and suave in front of him, and then looked at himself who was covered in dust and looked like a wolf, Qiao Feng just raised his head bitterly, and secretly said that it was okay, after all, he was just a Khitan wild seed, and now he was being chased and killed by the entire rivers and lakes, Azhu might not be able to live the life she wanted with her, and she could live happily with Mo Gongzi.

immediately hugged his fist at Mo Wen.

"Azhu is a good girl, and I hope that Master Mo will not let her down!"

After that, he turned around and was about to leave, Qiao Feng also took great risks to come secretly at this martial arts conference, you must know that after the battle of Juxianzhuang, the entire martial arts regarded him as a murderer, in this kind of place, a bad one will attack him in groups, but he can't find Azhu everywhere, he is anxious, so he took the risk to come, hoping to find out some news, at this time, seeing that Azhu is fine, he naturally does not want to stay here anymore, as for the stolen dragon descending eighteen palms cheats, he has never taken it to heart, and it is only a dream.

Being on the battlefield of fighting, Qiao Feng's heart is extremely lonely, the sky and the earth are big, and where should he go. Avenge? It took me a few years to find the leading brother and live in seclusion? The woman he loved had already thrown herself into the arms of others, and for a while, Qiao Feng only felt discouraged and helpless.

"Ahh - "Qiao Feng roared frantically, knocked a martial arts person who leaned over into the air with one palm, and then strode away, his back indescribably lonely and lonely.

On the other side, looking at Qiao Feng's back gradually moving away, tears welled up in Azhu's eyes.

"I asked Ah Zhu to steal the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending!"

A voice behind him sounded quietly, Qiao Feng's steps paused slightly, and he still strode forward.

"The people of Juxianzhuang were killed by my men!"

Qiao Feng stopped abruptly, turned around, and stared at Mo Wen with an unkind face.

Unable to seem to detect Qiao Feng's anger, Mo Wen lowered his head, approached Azhu's face, gently sniffed the fragrance around his neck, then raised his head, looked at Qiao Feng and chuckled: "Azhu, I forced you to stay by your side!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Azhu in Mo Wen's arms cried loudly, and his expression was not sad.

"I'll kill you, you whore!"

A roar resounded violently throughout the audience, and everyone who fought was stunned and put their eyes into the middle of the field.

I saw that Qiao Feng stood tall, his face was extremely hideous, his heart was regretful, and he was angry, a pair of red eyes stared at Mo Wen, and immediately strode forward, with a stroke of his left hand, and a palm of his right hand, he struck at Mo Wen, it was a move of the eighteen palms of the dragon "Kanglong has regrets", when he came out of the palm, there were still fifteen or sixteen zhang away from Mo Wen, but when it came to it, when the force was born, the distance between the two was only seven or eight zhang.

Among the martial arts in the world, no matter how strong your palm is, there will never be a palm that can hit beyond five zhang. The dignified North Qiao Feng naturally would not make this kind of mistake, I saw that he came out with one palm, and his body had been grabbed three or four zhang away from Mo Wen, and it was another move "Kang Long has regrets", the back palm pushed the front palm, and the strength of the two palms was together, and the overwhelming pressure came over.

Mo Wen didn't panic, this is how Qiao Feng dealt with Ding Chunqiu in the original book, but unfortunately Mo Wen's martial arts are far stronger than Ding Chunqiu's poisonous waste.

With a slight push in his hand, he sent Azhu out, and Mo Wen immediately stepped back on his tiptoes, and the distance between the two was five feet away.

Seeing Mo Wen retreating, Qiao Feng made another move, "Kanglong has regrets", and his palm power was like a raging tide, unstoppable, like an invisible high wall, rushing forward.

Mo Wen had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his figure continued to retreat, at this time, he specialized in Ling Bo for a long time, and his light skills had already reached the top, although Qiao Feng's strength was good, but his light skills were still a little worse, and he couldn't catch up no matter what, the three palms had passed, and his sharpness had been lost, so he had to stop.

Mo Wen smiled when he saw this, stomped his right foot to the ground, and his whole body slammed up like an open bow, and then rushed back violently.

"Good thief!"

Seeing this, Qiao Feng sneered, pushed forward with both palms, it was a move that shocked Baili, Mo Wen also raised his palms, the palms of the two sides were opposite, Mo Wen castrated is a meal, the whole person stopped, but Qiao Feng took a few steps back, and his heart was shocked, since he learned his art, he has never lost against people, and he doesn't want to fall behind at this time, this thief has a high internal force.

However, Qiao Feng is a heroic person, and at this time, he is his enemy in front of him, but his fighting spirit is even more high-spirited, and his left palm is forward, it is a sudden move, and then his right palm pierces out from under the left palm, hitting Mo Wen's lower abdomen, but it is or jumping in the abyss, and the two moves are attacking Mo Wen.

Mo Wen smiled, Tianshan folded Mei's hand, or grabbed or patted, he moved his two palms away, and slapped towards the acupoint on Qiao Feng's arm without abating, Qiao Feng was slightly on the side, let go of Mo Wen's hands, and then turned around, and split horizontally with his backhand, but he used the dragon to swing his tail.

The two of them are the best martial arts, you come to me to block, and they immediately become a mess.

The roar of the dragon, the blazing palm wind, and the exquisite moves attracted everyone's attention for a while, whether it was the people of the Central Plains Jianghu or the Xiaoyao faction, they all stopped the battle in their hands, separated the two sides, and tacitly surrounded the middle field, watching the battle of the top masters who were rare to see. (To be continued......)