The companion next to him pulled the man and found that the man didn't react at all, just stood there in a daze, suddenly staggering to the east, and suddenly staggering to the west, babbling nonsense in his mouth, which was very funny, and he was directly frightened into madness by Qiao Feng's drinking. No one laughed in the hall www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, but felt that the scene in front of him was extremely terrifying, and he had never seen it in his life.

Xue Muhua took a step forward, stretched out his hand to put his hand on the man's heart, and shook his head gently, this person's soul was separated, and the medicine stone was difficult to treat, even he was not sure that he could be cured. Seeing Xue Muhua's reaction, everyone's eyes looking at Qiao Feng were even more shocked, what a terrifying internal force this was.

"The surname is Qiao, it seems that you are really going to be the enemy of our Central Plains Martial Arts!" Xue Muhua shouted sharply.

"Are you only allowed to kill me, and you are not allowed to return my mouth?" Qiao Feng laughed angrily, this time Juxianzhuang held this hero conference to deal with him, and now Xue Muhua actually said such childish and ridiculous words, is he really an idiot Qiao Feng.

"Bring the wine, since you want to fight, then I, Qiao Feng, will follow. There were a lot of my former brothers and friends present, and after we drank the wine, we broke off the old friendship. It's not ungrateful for me to kill you, and it's not unrighteous for you to kill me. The heroes of the world are all witnessed!" Qiao Feng was arrogant and did the clouds.

After drinking the wine with his former friends, the next thing was the scene of Qiao Feng's bloody battle in Juxianzhuang. Without Ah Zhu's concern, Qiao Feng no longer had any scruples, and only killed the sky dark, and blood flowed everywhere.

It's just that although the scene looks tragic, there are very few people who actually die. The vast majority of Qiao Feng only injured and did not kill, which was much more difficult than killing all sides.

Just when everyone in Juxian Village was in full swing, no one noticed that a man in a green shirt with a sword walked in from outside the village.

"It's so lively. ”

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he didn't see him make a move, and the people standing around him bounced away automatically, as if an invisible hand was playing, and the noisy crowd parted ways.

The arrival of this man finally attracted everyone's attention.

Qiao Feng shook off the strong enemy with a palm, looked at the man, his eyes lit up, and he said loudly: "It's you!"

"Gang Leader Joe, I said, we will meet again if we are destined. I just don't know if you're okay now?" Wang Chan raised his eyes to look at Qiao Feng and laughed softly.

"Where did the thief come from, calling Qiao Feng a brother and brother, most of them are not good things, draw their swords and die!" In the crowd, someone had already drawn his sword and slashed directly at Wang Chan.

"You deserve me to draw my sword?"

A contemptuous laugh sounded, Wang Chan glanced back at the man, and his whole body was full of true qi, and before the man got close, he spat blood and flew out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The heroes present were shocked and inexplicable, the person who flew out upside down was named Xiang Wanghai, who had a good reputation in the rivers and lakes, and was by no means an ordinary mediocre hand, but they didn't see how Wang Chan made a move at this moment, and Xiang Wanghai had already been defeated. Only Qiao Feng in the audience could vaguely detect Fang Cai's invisible true qi fluctuations.

Everyone looked at Wang Chan's arrogant demeanor, admired and feared in their hearts, only to feel that the person in front of them was completely different from Qiao Feng, but there were many similarities. Both of them are not afraid of the sky and the earth, they are both proud and spirited. But Qiao Feng is rough and heroic, like a lion, but this person is unfathomable, more like a dragon.

Since Qiao Feng stepped into the rivers and lakes, he has only been respected by his friends and feared by his enemies, how can he be so despised and despised in the past few days, he listened to Wang Chan's inquiry, and couldn't help but stand up proudly, and said loudly: "It's okay." It is not difficult for those ignorant villains to spread rumors and slander against me Qiao, but it may not be so easy to hurt me. ”

"They don't count as rumors and slander, you are indeed a Khitan, but the matter of collaborating with the enemy and treason is purely slanderous by people with intentions. Until this moment, you Qiao gang leader didn't know whether he was Han or not, and how could he say that he was collaborating with the enemy and treason. Wang Chan chuckled softly.

Although Qiao Feng had been prepared in his heart, he was still stunned after hearing this answer. I saw that his face was constantly changing, and it was obvious that there was a fierce battle between heaven and man in his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered the sentence written on the letter that Wang Chan left him that day, and his heart was crossed, which inspired his heroic spirit, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, whether it is a Han or a Khitan." Could it be that my Qiao Feng changed his surname and it wasn't me?"

"Great goodness. ”

Wang Chan smiled, turned to look at the two monks of Xuan Yan and Xuan Lone, and said: "The two of you are the best here, after you go back to Shaolin, you will bring a sentence to your abbot Xuanci, and say that the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat and worships the mountain on the same day." ”

"It turns out that you are a sword demon, no wonder you dare to speak wildly here, today I just took you down!" Xuan Nan was furious, and stepped forward with an arrow, his big sleeves fluttered, and the fist power whirring at the bottom of his sleeve was sent out to Wang Chan.

His kung fu is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, called "Sleeve Qiankun", the sleeves are raised, but the fist strength is issued at the bottom of the sleeve. Shaolin monks have always taken Zen and Buddhism as the foundation, and practiced martial arts and boxing as the end, and they have already violated the precepts when they are angry, let alone beat people? However, the Shaolin sect has regarded martial arts as the sect of the world for hundreds of years, so how can they not move their fists and feet? This road is hidden at the bottom of the sleeve, and the appearance is much more elegant. The sleeves of his coat seem to be a disguise for the strength of his fists, designed to prevent his enemies from seeing the way the fists are coming and to take him by surprise. As everyone knows, on the sleeve, but there is also a very strong trick and strength, if the enemy is engrossed in dismantling the fist moves hidden under his sleeve, he will turn to the guest and hurt people with his sleeve.

Wang Chan raised his eyes and saw that the two wide sleeves of Xuan Nan were blowing forward, like two sails with a tailwind, and the power was not trivial. I can't help but think that Shaolin in the main world also has the stunt of the sleeve, but that sleeve is worthy of the name.

"Can you also call it a fool in your sleeve?" Wang Chan chuckled lightly, and slapped his sleeve with a slap.

The strength of Xuan Xuan's sleeve is wide and broad, but Wang Chan's palm is concentrated and condensed, only the sound of sneering can be heard, the two forces are agitated with each other, and suddenly there seem to be dozens of gray butterflies flying up and down in the hall.

The heroes were all shocked, and when they looked at it, it turned out that many gray butterflies were turned into the sleeves of Xuannan's clothes, and when they looked at him, they saw that he had a pair of bare arms, revealing two long arms with thin bones and edges, and his appearance was very ugly. It turned out that the two of them were in a fierce internal force, how could the sleeves of the monk's robe withstand it?

In this way, Xuan Nan has no sleeves, and naturally there is no "Qiankun" in the sleeves. Under his rage, his face was pale, Wang Chan only slapped like this, and he broke his famous stunt, and his face was too big today, his arms went straight up and down, and he was about to attack Wang Chan.

A cold longsword stopped in front of him without warning. (To be continued.) )