"Joe's helper?"

When everyone's heads turned to see who the cow man was so powerful, after seeing it, the pupils of his eyes contracted, and he exclaimed,

The person who appeared in front of them turned out to be Qiao Feng, and everyone was surprised in their hearts, so who was it that was knocked away, the head quickly turned its head to look,

"Joe's helper?"

"There are actually two Qiao gang leaders?"

"How is it possible? Two Uncle Qiao!"

Everyone's brains are completely insufficient at this time, the one standing outside is the Qiao gang leader, and the one who is injured inside is also the Qiao gang leader, since there are two Qiao gang leaders,

"Who are you? Why do you make the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending?"

Qiao Feng covered his chest, his face was gloomy, and he asked Tianfeng, but when he saw Tianfeng's face, his expression was also stunned,

"Who the hell are you, why are you pretending to be me!" Qiao Feng came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted loudly, his eyes containing killing intent.

"Immeasurable Hongmeng! The face of the poor monk is given by the Buddha! The martial arts are also given by the Buddha!"

Tianfeng said with a reverent face, his expression was respectful, his eyes exuded fanaticism, and he bowed down to Zhang Tiandao,

"Oh my God!"

The martial arts heroes all looked at Zhang Tiandao in shock, how high is the martial arts to be such a peerless master and such a respectful character.

"Who are you, and what does the villain have to do with you?"

Even if Qiao Feng was injured, he couldn't suppress it, the ferocity in his bones, regardless of the injuries in his body, questioned Zhang Tiandao sharply,

"Hehehe! The wicked poor monk naturally knows! But why do you tell you? How old are you?" Zhang Tiandao frowned, and chuckled, such a secret is no good, how can you tell it in vain,

"Hmph, when Qiao captures you, you will tell me!" Qiao Feng was furious in his heart, his eyes flashed with rage, and he quickly rushed towards Zhang Tiandao,

"Bold! How dare you hurt the Buddha!"

Tianfeng was furious in his heart, his figure was as fast as lightning, he moved in front of Zhang Tiandao, and when he saw Qiao Feng's figure, he kicked out,

"Click!"

The sound of tooth-aching bones breaking sounded, although there was Zhang Tiandao's order, Tianfeng did not harm Qiao Feng's life,

The strength of the kick is also a little harder, giving it a lesson, but the Qi cultivator dares to be so rude to the Buddha,

"Rest and hurt my son!"

A loud shout sounded like thunder from the Shaolin Temple, and then an old man in black rushed out of the Shaolin Temple as fast as lightning.

Attacked straight towards Tianfeng, and used several moves in a row to temporarily retreat to Tianfeng, pulling Qiao Feng to retreat quickly, and then a figure also appeared above the palace of Shaolin Temple,

"Who are you, why did you save me?" Qiao Feng endured the pain in his body, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said several words in his mouth,

"Hahahaha! My name is Xiao Yuanshan! You are my son! Thirty years ago, I threw you up from Yanmen Pass!"

Xiao Yuanshan ignored everyone and showed his face, everyone was shocked at first, it turned out to be another Qiao gang leader, and then Xiao Yuanshan pulled his face violently, revealing an old face again,

Then, facing Qiao Feng's surprised gaze, he suddenly ripped off the clothes on his chest, revealing the wolf's head.

"Father!"

When Qiao Feng saw it, he was first incredulous, then completely convinced, and shouted.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is robbing, and the two of you are invited to catch up on the old days!"

Zhang Tiandao said impatiently, although you are the protagonist of Tianlong, you have to give him, the protagonist of the heavens, a face.

"Son, how dare they hurt you!

Xiao Yuanshan carefully put Qiao Feng down and rushed towards Zhang Tiandao.

"Dad! Slow down! The child's revenge, the child will avenge himself!"

Qiao Feng shouted behind him, it could be seen that he was also arrogant, but Xiao Yuanshan didn't pay attention to it and rushed straight towards Tianfeng.

"No matter who you are! If you dare to pretend to be my son, you will be looking for death!"

The momentum on Xiao Yuanshan's body was amazing and menacing, and it seemed that the carrier was rolling in the general trend, which was even more amazing than Qiao Feng.

"Roar!"

However, although he is strong, he is still stronger, as the so-called strong has its own strong player,

He was furious and even more violent, a roar dozens of times more violent than him sounded, and in an instant, the surrounding martial arts heroes only felt that their bodies were cold, and the air actually exuded a strong smell of blood,

"Demon!"

When everyone saw what was happening, they let out an exclamation, and a mountain-like beast appeared out of thin air.

As for Xiao Yuanshan, who was originally menacing, he was also held in the hands of the corpse Buddha, unable to struggle at all, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Let him go!"

Zhang Tiandao smiled indifferently at Xiao Yuanshan, and motioned for the corpse Buddha to put it down,

"Let's play!"

Looking at Xiao Yuanshan, who was lying on the ground, motionless, and in shock, Zhang Tiandao said indifferently.

"Abbot Xuanci, I wonder if the secret book of your temple has been prepared, and it can be easily taken away by the poor monks?"

After the gate of the Shaolin Temple was broken, the monks had walked out of the Shaolin Temple, and the first person, with a white beard, was the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci.

"Your Excellency! The martial arts are strong, the poor monk and all the monks may not be your opponent, as for handing over the secret book, it is absolutely impossible, the thousand-year-old reputation of the Shaolin Temple cannot be destroyed in the hands of the poor monk. Xuan Ci said.

"Then this matter really can't be blamed by the master!" Zhang Tiandao's eyes showed disdain! Then he continued: "Tianfeng! Gu Mozhi, Murong Bo, Murong Fu, Corpse Buddha obey the order! Quickly find the Hidden Scripture Pavilion! Kill all those who resist!" "Murong Bo?"

"Father"

"Old Mr. Murong?"

After Zhang Tiandao's words came out, everyone else felt that something was wrong, and then the corners of their mouths kept chattering, and then they remembered the name of the person Zhang Tiandao called, and exclaimed in their mouths. "Your Excellency knows me?"

After Murong Bo was handed over his identity by Zhang Tiandao, he simply stopped hiding, jumped out of the palace, pulled off his veil, and asked in shock.

"Hehehe! The poor monk knows 500 years before, and 500 years later! Pinch your fingers, the whole world knows, what's so difficult?"

Zhang Tiandao said indifferently, as a Buddha, he must maintain enough mystery to make believers feel high and inviolable!

"Okay! I'll talk about your affairs later!Get the Shaolin cheats first!" Zhang Tiandao directly interrupted Murong Fu and Murong Bo's reminiscences, and then said domineeringly,

After the words fell, Zhang Tiandao rode the corpse Buddha and took the lead in stepping out towards the gate of Shaolin Temple, and the martial arts people in front of him retreated one after another, looking at Zhang Tiandao with awe and fear,

Even Bei Qiao Feng was defeated with one blow, how could they be opponents, his eyes looked at the monks of Shaolin Temple with some pity, "You talk about you, hand over the cheats, don't you just do it!"

"Amitabha!"

As soon as Zhang Tiandao's voice fell, suddenly an old man's voice sounded, which came from the Shaolin Temple, and the internal qi was strong.

It can be said that he is a peerless master, many martial artists were shocked, but they didn't expect Shaolin to have such a hole card, "Old monk, you want to stop the poor monk?" Zhang Tiandao looked at Shaolin Temple seriously, and he already knew who it was, and said with killing intent in his eyes,

(To be continued.) )