The crane in the cloud has a steel grip in his hand, and the handle is three feet long, slightly shorter than Chu Feng's long sword, but the handle is shaped like a human hand, and the five fingers are open. The inside is also organic, the five fingers are flexible and free, and when fighting, there are thousands of wonderful uses. It's just that there is still one that falls at the foot of Qiao Feng right now, it is very difficult to use, Yun Zhonghe has some regret in his heart, he knew that Sun Sanba was so bad, so he didn't have to think about saving him.

Chu Feng watched the crane in the clouds, his eyes kept falling on the steel grasp on the ground, and he immediately took half a step to the right, ready to kick. Yun Zhonghe had just seen him kick the crocodile whip into the water, and when he saw his movements, his heart was also anxious. Taking advantage of the effort of his left foot to the ground, with a light roar, the crane in the cloud moved three feet horizontally, and stopped firmly between Chu Feng and Na Yishui.

His steel grip is a pair, his left paw is to the right, and his right hand is the opposite. In a hurry just now, Yun Zhonghe threw the steel grab in his right hand as a hidden weapon, leaving only one in his left hand. One moved to block Chu Feng, and the steel grasp in his left hand grabbed from left to right without any fancy strokes, and grabbed it towards Chu Feng's shoulder.

Chu Feng looked at the little cold light on the fingertips of the steel grasp, and still kicked forward with his right foot. Yun Zhonghe thought that he kicked his own blade, and he was happy in his heart: "This kid looks shrewd, why is Lao Tzu blocked here, and he still doesn't know how to work......" Before he finished his thoughts, a puff of sand and soil flew through the air, and he lost his body and dexterity, avoiding most of them, and the rest fell on his body and face, faintly painful.

However, it was said that Duan Yanqing's right hand iron rod connected the three big points on Qiao Feng's hand, showing the subtlety of the staff method of his life. Qiao Feng stood in front of the coffin, his fists up and down, and his bearing was solemn. Duan Yanqing looked at Qiao Feng's posture, his eyes shrank slightly, but there was absolutely no look on his face, and Chu Feng couldn't see it.

"Taizu Long Fist?" Yun Zhonghe didn't check for a while, he suffered a small loss under Chu Feng's feet, and was about to attack again, when he saw Qiao Feng's fist, he couldn't help but scream. In fact, in the battle of the bridge, among the more than a dozen people, except for Chu Feng, the rest of the people all knew this way "Taizu Long Fist". Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin used a pair of fists and a rod to lay down the splendid country of the Great Song Dynasty. That set of "Taizu Long Fist" and "Taizu Stick" was the most popular martial arts in martial arts at that time, and everyone had seen others use it even if they had never practiced it.

Everyone in the world knows that Qiao Feng is the leader of the beggar gang, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descend are powerful and shocking the rivers and lakes, Duan Yanqing thinks that martial arts are rare in the world, who would have thought that Qiao Feng would use such a child's play "Taizu Long Fist" against him. Although Duan Yanqing has long been out of sight in the eyes of the world, he still feels a little bored in his heart, and the strength on the iron rod has increased by three points.

Qiao Feng's fist went straight and straight, and as soon as Duan Yanqing's iron rod touched, it bounced away. The crane in the clouds looked at it in his eyes, and he was even more disheartened, Qiao Feng's "Dragon Capture Gong" was unpredictable, it was just a legacy of the ancestors. However, he was able to force back his boss with this well-known boxing technique, and his cleverness was even more rare.

Duan Yanqing's heart was even more bitter, when Qiao Feng raised his hand, he already knew that the opponent was using the "Thousands of Miles Rampant" in Taizu's Long Fist. Everyone knows this move, the posture is chic and generous, the strength is biased towards the masculine road, and under the touch of his iron staff, a strong force comes from the staff, and he has to avoid it. Duan Yanqing has encountered countless enemies in his life, but he can use the "Taizu Long Fist" to such a brave situation, except for the legendary founding Taizu, there is no one else.

What made Duan Yanqing even more depressed was that Qiao Feng forced him back with a move, and instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he stood in front of the coffin, looking ahead for a long time. Qiao Feng was burly, looking at it with extreme eyes, Duan Yanqing only felt that he was no longer in his eyes. Duan Yanqing's trip is related to his lifelong wish, he groaned slightly in his heart, rubbed his body and went up again, thinking: You are a disciple of the Great Song Dynasty, and you have the "Taizu Long Fist" against the enemy, don't I have the founder of the Duan clan in Dali?

With a fixed mind, Duan Yanqing's anger on the staff disappeared, and he handed over a move in a fair and upright manner, this move "its profit and gold" is the starting style of Dali Duan's authentic "Duan Family Sword". This family sword technique Duan Yanqing has not used it for more than ten years, but he has been taught by the child and practiced hard day and night. Using a staff as a sword, there is already a bit of royal grace.

Yun Zhonghe had never seen his old ambassador have ever seen this kind of swordsmanship, and he was amazed to see it. Qiao Feng guarded in front of the coffin, and stopped him with an iron rod with a move, "Heshuo Liwei". Chu Feng was very grateful to the "iron-masked judge" in his heart, and now he said that his move "Ten Thousand Flowers Compete for Beauty" was gorgeous, and he took the little evil god with a thin reputation for murder, although he did not show a look on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a little complacent in his heart.

Now I see these two people fighting, one move and one style, clearly. Listening to what the crane in the clouds said, the boxing method used by the Qiao gang leader is the first road goods on the rivers and lakes, "Taizu Long Fist". However, this way of boxing is used by Qiao Feng, the atmosphere is extreme, the combination of rigidity and softness, between one move and one style, it shows the profound and subtle boxing skills. Don't say that the mighty "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon", just this way of boxing, the rivers and lakes are difficult to meet opponents. What about himself, where is the end of his swordsmanship, Chu Feng couldn't help but ask himself.

The crane in the cloud secretly sighed "the frog at the bottom of the well", others called him "the fourth evil man in the world" several times, and he really thought that he was the fourth in the world. Speaking of this big war today, he realized that with all the evil things he had done in the past, he could live to this day, and he was more afraid that it would be more due to the word "luck". For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a young man beside him who he had promised Yue Laosan to kill.

The two of them have been fighting back and forth, and they have already made more than ten moves, and Duan Yanqing is still comparing them, but Chu Feng, who is watching the battle attentively, has already seen some clues. Duan Yanqing moved back and forth, tending to avoid, on the sandy ground at the bridgehead, the mud puddles pointed out by his iron rod were everywhere; on the other hand, Qiao Feng seemed to be standing in front of the coffin, and after more than ten moves, he didn't even move half a minute.

Chu Feng remembered in his heart that before, Yue Laosan attacked like crazy, Elder Song couldn't stop him, and Qiao Gang Leader was also like this, until Yue Laosan attacked closely, and then he slapped him over with one palm. Right now, Qiao Feng is using the perfect Taizu Long Fist to force back the world's number one villain. Needless to say, the skill is pure, but Chu Feng has some bad feelings in his heart.

Suddenly, a miserable snort came from the fight with several people, although those Western Xia warriors were not well-known in the Central Plains, but they could walk with the four evildoers, and their skills were also the best choice.

When Chu Feng heard that miserable snort, he knew that someone had already decided the winner and turned his head to look over there. I saw that on the arm guard of the left hand of the Western Xia big-nosed warrior Nuerhai, a big hole had been cut open by the opponent's knife, and the blood flowed like an infusion. This Nuer Haijing is good at wrestling kung fu in Western Xia, and half of his martial arts are on his arms, and this injury is difficult to fight again. PS: Tomorrow at 6:00 and 12:30, two tickets will be served, only sooner rather than later.