At the foot of Shaolin Temple Mountain, the martial arts people who were still fighting just now were gathered together, watching intently at the fight between the two figures in the field, only to see that in the flashing figure, one was the famous Beiqiao Peak who had been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the eighteen palms of the dragon were lowered in one hand. And the other white-clothed son, although his name is not well-known, but everyone who belongs to the Xiaoyao faction knows that this is actually the most powerful master of the Xiaoyao faction, far above the three masters of the Xiaoyao faction, the palace master of the Vulture Palace.

I saw these two people fighting to their heart's content in the field, every move and style was all subtle and abnormal, and there was the power of a landslide between the hands and feet, and the strong palm wind was tightly aftermath, which made the surrounding martial arts people breathe sluggishly, and their chests were stuffy.

In the blink of an eye, the two have been fighting for more than 20 rounds, the movements are getting faster and faster, the afterimage between the arms is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, those martial arts people who usually claim to be masters are dumbfounded, their eyes are wide, and they try their best to catch the movements of the two, lest they miss the wonderful scene, and their hearts also rise and fall with the form of the field.

Then I heard a bang, and the two in the field suddenly separated, Qiao Feng took five or six steps back, while Mo Wen took a step back and stabilized his figure.

Seeing this, the surrounding Central Plains martial arts people breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts were temporarily relieved, but then there was an uproar.

That Bei Qiao Feng is a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes for a long time, although he has recently been besieged and killed by the righteous path. But that martial arts is the first-class in the rivers and lakes, and the vicious fight just now also saw that the rumors are true, and one of them is counted as one. No one had the confidence to go ten rounds under Qiao Feng.

But what shocked them even more was that Qiao Feng, who was so strong, was pressed down by another person, who was the other person who fought him, dressed in white, handsome, Wulin had never heard of this person, and his martial arts were actually above Qiao Feng, and he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. How the hell is this cultivation, it is so terrifying at such a young age, won't it be invincible in the world in a few days?

The eyes of the people in the martial arts who looked at Mo Wen were all stunned. Guessing whether it is friend or foe.

Of course, the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions, the Thirty-six Islands and the Seventy-two Caves and the Xingzhu Sect naturally knew who Mo Wen was, and they also knew how terrifying his martial arts were, and when they saw that group of martial arts people were stunned, they all pouted, and they secretly laughed in their hearts.

Qiao Feng's face in the field was already extremely ugly. A pair of arms were already faintly numb. The palm of his hand has lost consciousness, red and swollen, and the thief on the other side doesn't know how to cultivate, the internal force of his body is simply unfathomable, and his strong eighteen palms hit the other party like hitting a wall, and the shock made his internal breath surge, and he is also subtle in finding death, and there is no flaw in every move. He could only use the eighteen palms of the dragon to receive the opponent's attack, and he had already fallen into the disadvantage.

If he usually saw such a master, he would definitely be happy. Or make friends with it, or have a good fight, but the person in front of him is his own enemy, Qiao Feng only hates God now, and let this kind of traitor practice such a profound martial arts.

"Enough!"

"Brother Qiao, let's go! Leave me alone! ”

In the crowd over there, Ah Zhu shouted with a miserable face, and was desperately held by Mei Jian and the others, and his eyes were already blurred.

Qiao Feng looked at it, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

"If there is a next life, I will accompany you to the outside of the plug to herd horses and sheep!"

"I'm sorry for you in this life—"

"You're leaving!"

Azhu said bitterly with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Feng shook his head, glanced at Ah Zhu one last time, and then turned his head again, looked at Mo Wen and said coldly.

"Although my Qiao Mou's background is unknown, I don't even know who my enemy is, and I have been in a state of confusion for decades, but I am also a man who stands up to the sky, if I don't kill this thief today, I swear not to be a man!"

As if talking to himself, and as if he was saying it to Azhu, Qiao Feng's tone carried a few wisps of melancholy, and then he exhaled a long breath, and then saw that his face changed, he was more serious than ever, he stomped on his feet, and pounced forward again, and the eighteen palms slapped towards Mo Wen with a whistling palm wind.

Mo Wen frowned, just because after Qiao Feng used this move, he only attacked but could not defend, and the flaws were huge, as long as he wanted to, although he could kill him with one palm, he would also be seriously injured by his deathly counterattack, so he could only carry Ling Bo Weibu and retreat backwards.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng was unforgiving, and his eighteen palms were used one after another, and one move after another hit Mo Wen like a mountain and a sea, and the moves were connected, and Mo Wen was immediately suppressed, and for a while, the shape on the field was reversed.

Qiao Feng was originally a first-class master, and at this time, he was fighting for his life, and even Mo Wen had to face it squarely and avoid it for the time being.

"Look for death!"

was forced back by Qiao Feng again, and looked at the unforgiving next palm.

A trace of anger flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, he grabbed a flaw and forcibly made a move, Tianshan Zhimei slammed Qiao Feng's palm away, and the other hand went to his chest, only to hear a clear sound of bone cracking, Qiao Feng's ribs were broken by Mo Wen's blow, and the five internal organs were also injured.

However, the face of Mo Wen, who succeeded in the next moment, changed, and the secret path was not good, but I saw that the corner of Qiao Feng's mouth, who was heavily injured, cracked a smile, and a mouthful of blood spurted out violently, spraying Mo Wen's face.

The two were so close to each other that they couldn't dodge, and the blood that spurted out suddenly stained Mo Wen's face red, making Mo Wen's eyes full of blood red, and he couldn't see things clearly, and then he heard a whistling wind coming towards Mo Wen, Mo Wen was caught off guard, couldn't dodge, and was slapped on the shoulder, and then only felt a sharp pain coming, and the entire shoulder bone wanted to be broken, so he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately picked up Ling Bo and stepped back.

Wiping the blood from his eyes with his hands, feeling the injury on his shoulder, Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief gently, there was no break, just some bruises, which had little impact, so he put his mind at ease, after all, there was a tricky opponent later, his eyes looked coldly at Qiao Feng, who was standing in place and vomiting blood, and he hummed in his heart, Qiao Feng, who ate his own palm and forcibly exercised his skills, was far worse than him at this time.

Vomiting blood, Qiao Feng straightened up again under Mo Wen's gaze, his eyes exuded monstrous battle intent, and he yelled at Mo Wen: "Come again!" ”

After speaking, he once again urged the internal force of the whole body, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended and struck.

It's a pity that he is still Mo Wen's opponent when he is seriously injured.

"Don't! ――”

"Brother Qiao, stop!"

Looking at the figure covered in blood in the field and being repelled by Mo Wen again and again, Azhu was already desperate in his heart.

When she finally saw Qiao Feng being slapped on the shoulder by Mo Wen, her body swayed, she was half-kneeling on the ground, and she couldn't stand up anymore, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As soon as he broke away from Mei Jian and the others who were blocking him, Ah Zhu ran over and hugged Qiao Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and pleaded to Mo Wen who came over: "Mo, no, master, please, let go of Brother Qiao, I am willing to make you a cow and a horse for the rest of my life——"

Mo Wen just looked at the two of them indifferently, but his face did not change in the slightest, and he approached step by step.

Qiao Feng pushed Ah Zhu away, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he said loudly: "No, don't ask this thief, Ah Zhu, I must save you from the sea of suffering today!" ”

After speaking, he staggered to his feet again, rushed towards Mo Wen with unsteady steps, and used his remaining internal strength to carry eighteen palms and hit Mo Wen.

Kanglong has regrets!

A strong and domineering move, at this time, there was no longer the previous momentum, like a dying old dragon, with unwillingness, despair and the last dignity to pounce on his opponent.

The surrounding masters couldn't bear to close their eyes, although Qiao Feng is not tolerated by the righteous path now, but his martial arts, that past achievements, are also engraved in everyone's hearts, seeing his miserable appearance at this time, both friends and enemies are full of regret in their hearts, and those who have old days with Qiao Feng are even more painful in their hearts, the iron man in the past, the invincible master in the world, but in the end it ended up like this.

Looking at Qiao Feng's weak palm, he shook his head, Mo Wen wanted to send him away, but the next moment he seemed to feel something, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the hall in the distance, where several figures suddenly jumped out.

A finger sticks out.

Six-vein Divine Sword!

"Nope! ――”

Ah Zhu watched as an invisible sword qi pierced through Qiao Feng's head, and the back that had once stood up to the sky shook from side to side before falling backwards.

"No!"

Ah Zhu only felt that it was dark in front of him, hugged Qiao Feng's fallen body, looked at the bloody wound, and cried loudly.

And Mo Wen, who had solved Qiao Feng, didn't pay attention to the two people who were crying, and strode away, and everywhere he passed, the heroes avoided him one after another, looking at him like a flood beast.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Palace, three figures were wolves bèi escaped, Wang Yuyan supported Ah Zi in purple, Ah Bi grabbed Gu Mozhi, who did not know life and death, and the three of them galloped down the mountain from there.

Behind them, dozens of murderous masters were chasing after them, and behind them, a thin monk in a green robe was slowly walking down step by step.

The sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple.

The first master of Tianlong in the original book.

At the most critical moment of Shaolin Temple, he finally made a move. (To be continued......)