The Changle Gang is very lively today, the reason is very simple, the gang leader has just recovered from a serious illness, and this matter can really be called a first-class event for any gang.

At this time, although the Changle Gang was not as colorful as the New Year, a series of flowing water banquets without a head and an end were full of the helm of the Changle Gang.

"Jiang Shaoxia is young, but he is already excellent in martial arts, and as soon as Fang came out of the rivers and lakes a few days ago, he defeated a master like Nan Siqi who has been famous for a long time. I Chen Chongzhi admires it very much, today Chen someone will do it first as a respect, I respect Jiang Shaoxia, you have a cup, please!"

As the existence of the first meeting between Jiang Feng and the Changle Gang on the surface, Chen Chongzhi became the first bridge of communication between the two sides at the banquet.

Wine, a drink made from a lot of food, is not only a good product for entertainment, but also a necessary thing for exchanging feelings on the rivers and lakes.

However, just as Jiang Feng was about to raise his glass and meet Chen Chongzhi, a lively Changle Gang suddenly broke the original peace by a sudden voice.

"Brother Tian!"

With a loud shout full of joy, a green figure suddenly volleyed into the sky on a slightly dim wall in the distance.

The dignified Changle Gang, which is a good day for the gang leader to recover from a serious illness, was actually infiltrated by people unknowingly, which is a big loss of face.

"What kind of person, dare to come to my Changle Gang to spread wild, it's so daring!"

The opening is the main hall of the Leopard Jie Hall, Zhan Fei, today's Changle Gang celebration, the person in charge of guarding, it happens to be his turn to be the Leopard Jie Hall. Now that this kind of thing is encountered at this fork, it will inevitably leave an unfavorable impression in the eyes of the helper, which is a big bad thing for Zhanfei.

The best way to atone for one's sins is to capture the enemy cleanly, so that it is possible to reverse one's unfavorable impression in front of the gang leader.

Zhanfei has an average background, and like most masters from civilian backgrounds, his inner cultivation is really average. It's just that, similar to Chen Chongzhi, he Zhanfei was able to get to where he is today step by step, relying on his own pair of iron palms, which were really hard to beat.

Since the internal kung fu is limited, Zhanfei does not want to compete with the other party in the light work, which is extremely dependent on internal force.

No matter how subtle the light work, in the end, it is still impossible to escape the attraction of the earth.

Zhanfei's light skills are not very good, but this does not mean that his eyesight will be poor. Deftly jumped out, and then several dragons and tigers strode out, and in the blink of an eye, Zhanfei had already taken the lead in rushing under a flagpole.

It's too late, it's fast, and in a matter of moments, the green figure finally began to fall slowly. This flagpole is the place where the green figure must pass to rush to the seat of the Changle Gang's high-level people.

Two palms were struck out in succession, and this pair of iron sand palms has been full of twenty years of hard work. As one of the most widely spread foreign kung fu in the rivers and lakes, the iron sand palm can definitely be called a model of easy to learn and difficult to master.

Except for Qiu Qianren, the leader of the Jiangnan Iron Palm Gang, few have heard of any master who has made achievements in this kung fu.

But Zhanfei has worked this kung fu for twenty years, and Zhanfei is not bad at this person's qualifications, and in twenty years, he has connected a pair of iron palms to the realm of almost from the outside in.

At this time, Zhanfei's palms came out together, and the surging palm power had already broken the flagpole with the thickness of the bowl in an instant.

Obviously, this kind of advanced martial arts that is only in legends is not something that ordinary people can see when they meet.

Losing his target, even if the green figure was so high, he had to fall.

"Little thief, suffer death!"

As a sinister smile flashed on Zhanfei's cheeks, his feet set his horse steps, inhaled his luck, his right arm rattled, and he slapped out a palm, and his big hand like a pu fan suddenly waved out. When this palm struck, there was really a momentum like thousands of troops rushing in, and it seemed that everything that stood in his way in front of him would disappear under this palm.

At this time, the green figure finally revealed its true face in the landing, with a round face, a pair of big eyes, and a pink carved jade like a porcelain doll. As the girl's figure swayed, a clanging sound suddenly came.

"It's Ding Jue, since she is here, Ding Busan must have followed!"

Although Jiang Feng was slightly surprised, he was no longer in Jiang Feng's eyes at this time.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Jue and Zhanfei had already exchanged hands.

The characteristics of Liuhe Dingjiaquan's boxing are to be beaten as the main hit, and its boxing will be fast and ruthless, preemptive, and the attack will be saved. Once attacked, it overwhelms the enemy with a stormy attack, causing them to sink deeper and deeper into the overwhelming defenses until they are defeated.

If you talk about the subtleties of Ding's fist and the iron sand palm, then the iron sand palm can't catch up with the Ding family's fist. It's a pity that Zhanfei's skills in the iron sand palm for more than 20 years are far from being within Ding Jue's reach.

In Zhanfei's view, although the changes of one move and one style are exquisite, the real lethality is limited.

At this time, Zhanfei didn't care about the ever-changing moves in Ding Jue's hand, and struck out with a palm, straight to Ding Jue's throat.

At this time, even if Ding Jue was able to hit Zhanfei first, it would only bring some minor injuries to Zhanfei at most, and once Zhanfei's ensuing palm hit Ding Jue, Ding Jue would never think that his body was stronger than the flagpole.

With Ding Jue's two palms in quick succession failing to hinder Zhanfei's iron sand palm, it seemed that the next moment, such a lovely little girl would be about to die.

"Ahem, ahem......"

At the same time that two clear coughing sounds reached Zhanfei's ears, two sounds of breaking the air had followed.

The whistling sound like tearing air came, which made Zhanfei understand in his heart that even if his palm could kill the future on the spot, he was afraid of his own fate, and it would be better than the other party. After all, no matter how you die, it really makes no difference to a dead person.

With a flip of his wrist, with the power of a palm attack with Ding Jue, the flying body jumped back violently. At the same time, two arrow-like branches passed by him.

"Wow......"

Two branches shot into the flagpole that fell behind Zhan Fei, and the remaining part of the flagpole conjured countless afterimages on the flagpole, trembling violently.

"Good kung fu, I don't know which master is coming to our gang, Bei someone is far away!"

Even if there were only two branches, Bei Haishi could see that the internal force of the people in the shadows was only afraid that it was not under him before. Yes, without waiting for Zhanfei's reaction, he should speak loudly first, so that he can distinguish whether the other party is friend or foe.