Chapter Seventy-One: Duanmu Xiong

In the Pingyang place outside the Wumeng Valley, hundreds of meters away from Mu Lian and the others, four people suddenly walked out, led by a tall and thin half-hundred old man, with gray hair, gray beard, deep-set eye sockets, and a face so thin that even the bones protruded, looking very yin and evil.

Behind the old man were three middle-aged men, all of whom were fierce and vicious, and their appearances were very distinctive, one was tall and thin, one face was very long, which could be called a horse face, the second was burly, fat, with a shocking scar on his face, and the other was a short and slender dwarf.

When these four people appeared here, they happened to see Xiong Qiang's amazing stick directly cracking Li Teng's bladeless anger.

Suddenly, when he saw Xiong Qiang, the scar-faced man's face was filled with a strong killing intent, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and his face also showed a trace of shock, and said, "It's that kid!"

The horse-faced man and the dwarf also stared at each other, and when they saw Xiong Qiang's appearance clearly, they also showed a look of surprise like the scar-faced man. The horse-faced man smiled slightly bitterly on his face, and said: "It's really that kid, I didn't expect that in just three years, he would grow to such a point, the speed of that sword, I'm afraid none of the three of us can avoid it!"

The dwarf also said with emotion: "Yes! Three years ago, this stinky boy was just an ant that could be pinched to death in our hands, I didn't expect that it had grown to such a terrifying point now, and if we want to avenge Brother Ding, I'm afraid it will be difficult to reach the sky with the strength of the three of us." What's more, there is also a Xiaoyaozi, by the way, why didn't you see the Xiaoyaozi?"

These three people are the friends of Ding Wanqi, the scar-faced Wang Bing, the dwarf Zhu Wenshan, and the horse-faced Ma Wenbin. In Bailuo Mountain that day, in order to avenge Ding Wanqi, they also had a battle with Xiaoyaozi, and also coerced Xiong as a hostage, but it was three years since then.

"Xiaoyaozi, are you saying that kid is Xiaoyaozi's disciple, Xiong Qiang?" At this time, even the half-hundred-year-old man was also shocked, and there was a trace of murderous intent in Xiong Qiang's eyes.

"Boss, you're right, that stinky boy is Xiong Qiang, a disciple of Xiaoyaozi!" said Ma Wenbin, a horse-faced man.

"Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?" asked the half-hundred-year-old man repeatedly.

"Even if this stinky boy turns to ashes, I can recognize him, that day, it was he and Xiaoyaozi who killed my eldest brother Ding Wanqi! I will never be mistaken!" When Scarface Wang Bing said this, he was already a little gritted his teeth, and it seemed that he had a great hatred for Xiong Qiang.

After getting the exact answer, the half-hundred-year-old man's brows were also frowned tighter, and the murderous aura between his eyebrows became thicker, and the face that already gave people a sense of yin and evil looked more and more eerie and terrifying, and he secretly said in his heart: "This bastard, the sparrow, also said that this kid is dead, I didn't expect him to be alive, this is a great disaster!"

"Boss, as long as you help me avenge my eldest brother and kill Xiong Qiang and Xiaoyaozi, my Wang Bing's life will be yours in the future!" Wang Bing said angrily.

It seems that the scar-faced man's words reminded the half-hundred-year-old man, and the old man's hideous face gradually recovered, and the murderous aura also reined in, and said: "Now is not the time, we still have more important tasks, after this mission, I will get rid of this kid for you, let's go! ”

"Boss, aren't we waiting for those adults?" said the dwarf Zhu Wenshan.

"They're coming! Let's go!" said the half-hundred old man, who took the lead in the direction of Xiong Qiang and the others.

"Hehe! I can't imagine that the Wufeng Fury of the Famous Sword Villa was also defeated in the hands of Xiaoyaozi's disciples!" the half-hundred old man laughed loudly, which could be regarded as greeting Mu Lian and Mr. Jian.

Seeing these four people appear, Mu Lian and Mr. Jian's brows were frowned, and their faces were full of grimness.

"Shadowless thief Duanmu Xiong!"

When Mu Lian and Mr. Jian saw the half-hundred old man, they exclaimed almost at the same time, and they seemed to be extremely jealous of this person.

"Dad, this is the shadowless thief Duanmu Xiong, who ranked first on the black hand list in this competition with the Hundred Herb Doctor Saints?" Li Teng also became vigilant and asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" said Mr. Sword, in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Li Teng's brows also frowned, his hand had already tightly grasped the heavy sword, and he immediately became vigilant.

"Hehe! you don't have to be so nervous, although I Duanmuxiong do evil, but I will not be evil to others for no reason, Mr. Jian of the Famous Sword Villa and Mu Lian of Wulongtan are all famous big names in the rivers and lakes, as long as you don't offend me, I won't do anything with you. Duanmu Xiong said with a smile.

"Boss, you forgot, there is another one there, Xiong Qiang, a disciple of Xiaoyaozi, this stinky boy is now the number one person. The horse-faced man behind Duanmu Xiong said coldly, but his eyes were full of hostility when he looked at Xiong Qiang.

Seeing that this person easily reported his name, and he didn't know him, Xiong Qiang also asked suspiciously: "Who are you?

The scar-faced Wang Bing sneered at this time, his smile was full of anger, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he said viciously: "Little cub, what are you pretending to be stunned, I know you when you turn into ashes, I tell you, my eldest brother will not die in vain." ”

"But, I don't know you!Who is your eldest brother?" Xiong Qiang looked innocent, he didn't know how these people he had never met could have such a great hatred for him, he didn't know any of these people.

When Wang Bing heard this, he was also so angry that he shouted, his eldest brother Ding Wanqi died in the hands of his master three years ago, this blood feud is simply uncommon, this stinky boy now denies it, which makes Wang Bing, who has always been easy to be impulsive, even more furious?

was angrily reprimanded by Duanmu Xiong, Wang Bing's brows were also frowned, but he still said viciously: "Little cub, you remember for me, sooner or later, I will cut off the heads of you and your master Xiaoyaozi to pay tribute to my eldest brother Ding ......"

"Shut up for me!" Duanmu Xiong shouted at Wang Bing again at this time.