In the middle of the night, the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Nanchan Temple is brightly lit, just like day.

After hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, Qiao Feng gradually woke up from the aura of the magic knife, jumped out of the battle circle, reached out and touched something, and threw it into the night sky in the surprise of everyone in Yipintang.

"Bang, bang!" twice, leaning out the window to look, two flags suddenly rose in the sky, gathering for a long time, eye-catching, dozens of miles away can be seen.

Seeing that Qiao Feng was just like this, Yanagi Ichiro was relieved, and when he saw it, he immediately scolded: "Good thief, dare to play tricks in front of grandpa." As he spoke, he snatched up and killed with the magic knife.

Helian Tieshu frowned, a little bit of a disdain for this person's arrogance, but he also knew that the nearby beggar gang disciples would arrive in a moment, so he didn't dare to delay for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone work together to entangle, fight with him, consume his internal strength, don't keep your hands." ”

At dawn this day, the news of "Qiankun Secret Record" has spread. At this time, the masters of all walks of life were all gathered in Qiantang Town, and the three sects and nine streams contained most of the power of the beggar gang, and there were not many disciples left near Wuxi.

Qiao Feng had just learned of Yipintang's whereabouts, so he chased after him alone. But after some fighting, he found that this time the elite of Yipintang was exhausted, and he couldn't easily win alone, so he made up his mind to notify the gang. At this time, the battle started again, and he had already switched to defense, secretly recovering his internal strength, just waiting for the gang to come and make a killing move.

Everyone in Yipintang saw it, but when his breath became weaker, he fought harder for a while.

Soon, Qiao Feng turned his arm and wrist, blocking an incense burner in front of him like a shield.

"Dang!" With a loud sound, the thunder gong of the Nine-Winged Daoist struck on the copper furnace, and Qiao Feng took the opportunity to shoot backwards. Almost at the same time, Ichiro Yanagi's knife was already flying from the side. When Qiao Feng saw it, he immediately blocked the copper furnace behind him.

At this moment, Yagyu Ichiro's blade actually swept past Qiao Feng and continued to move forward, and the direction was very strange.

Qiao Feng was stunned, and immediately woke up, knowing that this Dongying dwarf was going to kill the monks behind him, his face sank, and he secretly cursed despicable, pushed the incense burner, and protected everyone.

I could only hear a muffled sound of clapping, and the copper furnace shattered in half.

He had long noticed that this black broadsword was strange, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp. I was stunned for a moment, but fortunately I had already protected the monks, and in anger, I returned a trick in the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" in the "Kanglong has regrets" in the past.

Yanagi Ichiro hurriedly returned his palm, the two palms intersected, sneered, took five steps back, and vomited blood.

At this moment, the first wave of gangs had arrived.

As soon as Wu Changfeng saw the broken furnace in Qiao Feng's hand, he knew that it was the Fusang dwarf who did it, and he shouted angrily, his knife technique was dignified, and he slashed horizontally and wrapped it up.

Yanagi Ichiro was in a big mess at this time, and he didn't notice it for a while, with an "ah" cry, the back of his left hand had been hit by the blade, and the magic knife in his left hand was uncertain, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the dragon skill in the air, grabbed the magic blade, and made up for it.

Finally, he Yagyu Ichiro was quick and retreated sharply backwards to dodge the knife. But as soon as he lost his magic sword, his combat power immediately decreased, and he was soon surrounded by the beggar gang disciples and began to be tired of coping.

Qiao Feng clenched his fists and smiled: "Elder Wu's 'Qimen Sancai Knife' has made another great contribution!"

Wu Changfeng laughed, and said that he was lucky. In his heart, he was very proud, he relied on this trick "Qimen Sancai Knife", once guarded the Eagle Gorge alone, and resisted the master of the Western Xia 'Yipintang', so that his conspiracy to assassinate the Yang family general could not succeed, and was awarded the 'meritorious service gold medal' by Marshal Yang.

Helian Tieshu's face sank, and the big-nosed man beside him was called Nu Erhai, and he screamed strangely, and said, "General, this man has taken away Lord Yanagi's magic sword, we have to take it back!"

Helian Tieshu said angrily: "Very good, you go and take it away." ”

Nuerhai scratched his scalp and thought to himself: "The general's temper is not very good, whenever I offer him any advice, he always says: 'Very good, you can handle it'." I know that it is easy to make a plan and it is difficult to do things, this man is so good, how can I be ugly in front of everyone!" He immediately laughed a few times, not daring to speak.

Seeing that everyone was already physically exhausted, Helian Tieshu began to lose the upper hand, and said with a forced smile: "The beggar Qiao Feng is really powerful, I will visit our country, but I don't have the time to accompany him, so I will leave." So saying, he beckoned the people to leave.

Wu Changfeng sneered: "The master of your country's Yipintang, what kind of martial arts is it that is blowing nonsense, it turns out that it is just some mediocre people, and our Qiao Gang Master's dog-beating stick method and the eighteen palms of dragon lowering have not yet had time to be used, so you are cowardly?"

The beggar disciples all laughed, and everyone in Yipintang was flushed, and they were not angry.

Helian Tieshu snorted: "The two countries are at war without killing the envoys, and we are invited to visit your country, so you are not afraid of causing the two countries to fight?"

Qiao Feng snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "You can leave, but this person needs to stay!" he said, pointing at Ichiro Yanagi.

Helian Tieshu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly waved his hand to his subordinates.

The beggars felt a stinging pain in their eyes, tears flowed for a long time, and they shouted one after another:

"It's not good, Tartar spoiler!"

"What's in your eyes?"

"I can't open my eyes anymore. ”

Helian Tieshu laughed wildly twice, beckoning everyone to fly away and run towards the edge of Taihu Lake.

Qiao Feng was taken aback, jumped up, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended out in succession, falling into the crowd of Yipintang. The magic knife in his hand was even more angry, shooting at Yagyu Ichiro.

Yanagi Ichiro didn't expect that this person would ignore the "sad and crisp breeze" and treat himself so kindly, and he was immediately hit by the vital point that penetrated his chest and fell to the ground, obviously unable to live.

Helian Tieshu looked pale when he heard the sound, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Keep running!" Everyone trembled slightly, rolled up a gust of wind and dust, and disappeared into the night.

The "sad and crisp breeze" blew with the wind, and the beggars were unable to detect it, and their eyes were stinging, and the poisonous gas had rushed into their heads. For a while, tears fell like rain, and he couldn't move, showing "sadness" and "crispness". Qiao Feng relied on his profound skills, and it was okay for a while, but when he saw everyone falling to the ground and moaning, he didn't dare to continue the chase, and came to Yanagi Ichiro, groped for a while, found a bottle, opened it and smelled it, the smell was tangy, and he was about to close it, when he suddenly felt a burst of clarity in his mind, and understood that this was the antidote, and immediately handed it to everyone to smell it.

After a few moments, the people in the temple had recovered. Qiao Feng then began to ask the monks about what happened.

The monks admired him and naturally knew everything.

Qiao Feng thought of the news from Hangzhou, and after thinking about it, he guessed that the red-robed monk in the mouth of the people in Western Xia was the initiator of the matter, and the "Qiankun Secret Record" was probably hidden in the temple. Immediately told everyone about the danger, and taught these monks to leave this place of right and wrong with the beggars and disciples first.

Vena hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He had already learned from several warrior monks that the Void Illusion was fighting with the silver-masked man, but he didn't appear at this time, so I'm afraid something happened to him. With a sigh, he told Qiao Feng about Jue Yu's hiding place, hoping that he would be able to save the empty illusion.

After Wu Changfeng left with everyone, Qiao Feng jumped into the Miaoguang Tower.

The night was like a curtain, and the temple was desolate.

The masked man who followed Huangfu Yan and others all the way came from the shadows, casually pulled out the magic knife left on Yagyu Ichiro's chest, put it in his hand, laughed strangely, and when he arrived near the Miaoguang Tower, he hid it again.