Kunsheng is known as the little judge, and in his early years, he was the disciple and grandson of the iron-faced judge Shan Zhengmen. It's just that he didn't learn much about Mr. Shan's martial arts, but he learned his nosy temperament, got involved in a murder case, and was wanted by the local government, so he went to Jiangnan and joined the Fengwei Gang.

Time has passed, he is not bad in the Fengwei Gang, and even his martial arts have made great progress, and his "pulse shaking fingering" is powerful in the Yangtze River.

Huang Fu Yan intended to hone his martial arts, and as soon as he made a move, he was a "Mighty Eagle Claw Skill", but he didn't know that Kun Sheng's "Pulse Shaking Fingering Technique" happened to be the nemesis of this kind of claw skill.

As soon as the two of them fought, they were immediately full of flaws. Jian frowned slightly, not surprised, and smiled: "It's a little interesting!" With his hands spread out, his fingers in the shape of eagle claws, he went straight to Kunsheng's door.

"Don't be ashamed!" Kunsheng won a small victory, full of confidence, snorted coldly, and continued to attack with the pulse fingering.

But he didn't know that Huangfu had already regarded it as the best sparring partner, and the realm of Eagle Claw Gong had improved rapidly. After dozens of moves, all the flaws exposed have been corrected by him, and a pair of iron claws break bones and tendons, seal and capture, making the opponent shudder.

Seeing that Huangfu was becoming more and more courageous, Kun Sheng finally came to his senses and knew that the other party was deliberately feeding himself to improve his martial arts. Before he could think about it, his right arm had been hit by a claw, and he snorted miserably, holding his right wrist, his face was pale, and he stepped aside, needless to say, this right arm was useless.

At this moment, I heard an eagle chirp, and three fierce eagles flew down in mid-air, three pairs of sharp claws, three iron beaks, into horns, and pecked at the emperor's eyes and the back of his head. This eagle is extremely powerful, and just the wind power of their two wings is beyond the strength of ordinary Jianghu characters.

"Helper!" Kun Sheng's heart was relieved, and he was about to flee when he took the opportunity.

Huang Fu Yan smiled disdainfully, and sent it with a finger in the air, piercing this person through the heart. Seeing the three giant eagles attacking, he snorted coldly and said, "Flat-haired beasts, look for death!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped to the ground, the person had climbed the clouds in a hundred steps, the right hand circle was handed over to the left hand, the sleeves of the green shirt robe were stretched, and a pseudo-"sleeve Qiankun" was used, and the strength of the Qiankun movement spread all over the body, and a strong wind rolled straight towards the three eagles.

Almost at the same time, several figures had already run out of the inner courtyard, and the first one was the Eagle Master. Before the person arrived, he had already raised his palms and sent them with the power of his palms.

Huangfu Yan smiled, Ling Ran was not afraid. Fingers are frequent, temporarily blocking the attack of the Eagle Master and several people, and fighting with the three Eagle Falcon in the sky.

The eagle falcon didn't have time to peck at the emperor's body, it had been entangled by the strength of Qiankun, and its blood was churning, knowing that the person in front of him was powerful, he spread his wings and flew away from the oblique thorns.

The eagle master roared strangely from a distance, wanting to drive the three eagles to continue to fight back, but unexpectedly, this fierce bird is also afraid of softness and hardness, how dare he touch the emperor's brows again, and abandon him as a master.

"I haven't seen you for a long time!" "Huang Fu borrowed his strength in mid-air, and took eight steps to catch the cicadas, taking the lives of several people in Eagle Lord.

The eagle raised his head slightly, only to see that the other party was suddenly coming from the wind, his expression was still the same, and he said, "Damn, you will still be alive......"

"Your Excellency can still remember the emperor's death, that's great!" Huangfu didn't even look at it, and waved his hands a few times.

"Bang!bang!bang!" Three sounds, with three muffled snorts, the three disciples who followed closely by the Eagle Master were shocked and flew back, crashing into the wall behind them, and half of their bodies went in.

The eagle master's face was faintly bright, his heart was fierce, and he didn't know the depth of the emperor's martial arts, so he roared, his body took off and pounced.

Seeing the majesty of the gang leader, the people of the Fengwei Gang who gathered around were bold, and each pulled out the sword, axe, spear and sword on his back, and at the same time moved his body to drive the emperor to the past.

Huangfu Yan and Eagle Master exchanged palms with their bare hands, fell back to the ground, squinted at everyone, struck three palms in a row in the distance, and the crisp applause passed over, and the crowd suddenly let out a terrible howl.

The eagle master fought hard, only to feel dizzy for a while, and his body fell to the ground, already knowing that the other party's skill was extremely high. Seeing that three of his brothers were killed, he didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly drew his sword out of the sheath, and his whole body was full of energy gathered on the tip of the knife.

"Good knife!" Huang Fu Yan couldn't help but praise, he didn't expect this phoenix tail gang to have a second magic knife, but he didn't know what the name of the knife in front of him was, compared to Wu Hao's seven-star treasure knife.

The eagle lord gathered momentum, let out a loud shout, and his body quickly rushed over, the cold light in his eyes was like a knife, and with a shake of one arm, a wisp of knife shadow carried the sound of breaking the sky, and slashed towards the top door of the heavenly spirit where the emperor died.

Huangfu snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his sword to meet him.

There was a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sparks that flew in all directions were fleeting. Then, the figure moved, and with the strength of the long sword, it floated into the air again, and shouted, under the shroud of the sword light, it flew out.

The phoenix tail gang around them all roared angrily, and they flew in a flash, carrying the power of wind and thunder, and sprinkled the light and shadow of the blades in the sky.

Huangfu was unconscious, he groaned, his shoulders trembled, his body was like a dragon flying in the air, the sword momentum changed sharply, and the three-foot green mang suddenly appeared, trembling with a small light sound, as if the dragon chanting and the phoenix were extremely clear.

But seeing the vast clouds and mist, a sword came west. Qingmang drew a sword curtain in the sky to block everyone's overwhelming attacks. Soon, the sword qi that was cold beyond the ice burst out, and the sword circle immediately expanded to the outside.

The Eagle Lord raised his sword to greet him, and when he saw the sword light, he shouted in a trembling voice: "Sword Mang!"

As soon as the exclamation came out, everyone's faces changed greatly, and they each flashed out.

Huangfu snorted coldly: "Under the sword, no one has been able to retreat with his whole body. With a long roar, the sword light condensed, the cold light suddenly rose, and in the sound of several sword qi ......, the starlight in the sky shot towards these phoenix tail gangs.

Seeing this supreme stunt in the sword path attacking, everyone roared at the same time, threw the sharp blade in their hands out of their hands, and wanted to burn the jade when they were dying.

The sword was swallowed, and everywhere it went, the stumps flew together, and blood splashed everywhere. There was a sound of cutting gold and breaking jade, and the spears, broadswords, iron swords, and giant axes were all smashed by the Qingluan sword in the hands of Huangfu Yan.

There was a sudden silence in the field, only the Eagle Master was still holding on, and the horizontal knife was condensed. Seeing the disciple of the disciple who had been cultivated after almost half of his life's hard work was killed in an instant, the old man finally came to his senses, and said with a sad and indignant face: "The little girl mistook me, Murong ...... old man."

Before the word "thief" came out, I saw a cold light flying by, and a blood hole had appeared in the center of the eagle's eyebrows, and he fell to the ground and died.

Huangfu Yan suddenly changed color: "What person!"

"Giggle...... Are you a swordsman in a green shirt, and you are also handsome!" A string of crisp laughter, like a pearl of jade, came from the emperor's death, and saw a little Lori about fifteen or sixteen years old flying over lightly!

The laughter was charming, making people not be half guarded, seeing that this little girl with a strange origin was about to approach, Huangfu was a clever man, woke up, and said coldly: "Who are you?" (To be continued.) )