Chapter 137 Duan Yu and Qiao Feng Battle Heroes (middle) 2nd update

Duan Yushi displayed his recently created Dragon Slaying Fast Sword, and shouted: "Dragon Slaying Sword: Dragon Soaring Sky!"

The crimson long sword glowed with dazzling red, and Duan Yu spun and stabbed out with the sword in both hands, just like a fire dragon flying in the hall of Juxian Village.

"Ah......h

The screams rang out continuously, and the crimson sword was already bleeding.

A black-faced man who used an iron crescent shovel stood at a better angle, and he burst into trouble, picked up the crescent shovel and slashed it at Duan Yu's waist.

"Boy, come here!" the black-faced man yelled with confidence.

Duan Yu reacted extremely quickly, and with a sensitive change of move in the air, the rabbit fell and stabbed sideways with a sword.

The iron crescent shovel just didn't hit Duan Yu, and the moon blade reflected the candlelight in the hall, which was a little cold.

At the same time, the crimson long sword stabbed into the throat of the black-faced man, his eyes widened, and he wanted to say something, but there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and he couldn't say it after all, Duan Yu kicked the black-faced man away.

"Slash the dragon sword: through the mountains and find the dragon!"

This move is based on the fusion of several styles of swordsmanship in the Liancheng swordsmanship, removing some complicated changes, and making it more powerful with sword momentum.

"The thief is rampant! I, Zhao Qiansun, will clean you up. The person who spoke was a half-grown old man with a lewd appearance and gray temples, and it was the anonymous "Zhao Qiansun" who called himself "Zhao Qiansun Li, King Wu Zheng of Zhou".

At this moment, a soft palm power on the right side slapped in vain.

Although the power of this palm is soft, it obviously contains strong internal force, in Duan Yu's opinion, Zhao Qiansun is at least the peak martial artist of the day after tomorrow, and this person has many years of experience in fighting and fighting, which should not be underestimated.

Duan Yu waved the crimson long sword to disassemble a few moves with it, and Zhao Qiansun let out a strange scream, and solemnly slapped his second palm. The palm power was like a mountain of water, and several chairs around him turned into dust.

Duan Yu's sword was even faster, and with a sword stab, it was stabbed into Zhao Qiansun's palm.

Zhao Qiansun felt the threat of the awe-inspiring sword qi, and he was a little scared in his heart, but his palm power was already old, and it was difficult to change his moves.

A woman beside him shouted, "Don't you want to die?" and pulled him diagonally, avoiding Duan Yu's sword.

But Duan Yu's sword still surged forward and stabbed two feet away, and the three people behind Zhao Qiansun bore the brunt, only to hear three screams of "ah, ah, ah", and all three of them flew up and fell to the ground dead.

Zhao Qiansun looked back and saw that it was Tan Po who pulled him, and he was overjoyed and said, "Xiaojuan, you saved my life." ”

Tan Po said: "Don't talk nonsense, I will attack the left, you will attack the right, and kill this kid together." ”

Zhao Qiansun said the word "good", only to see a short and thin old man jumping towards Qiao Feng, but it was Tan Gong.

Tan Gong is short in stature, but his martial arts are really good, his left palm is slapped, his right palm follows, and his left palm is retracted, and it is added to the palm power of his right palm.

His three palms in a row are like three waves, the back waves push the front waves, and the force is three times greater than his single palm, and the light blue internal force in front of him is surging, like the real waves of the sea.

Duan Yu shouted: "What a 'Yangtze River Three Stacked Waves'!"

He decisively made a move: "Ascend the spectacular heaven and earth, and the river will not return." ”

The crimson sword and the light blue palm power were opposite, Tan Gong couldn't help but be shocked back a few steps, snorted, and looked like he was about to vomit blood, but for the sake of dignity, he still swallowed the blood back.

In an instant, Zhao Qiansun and Tan Po had also attacked, followed by more than 20 martial arts high-rollers and others who joined the battle group.

Duan Yu didn't know these people at all, but today's situation is no longer good, and it is useless to explain more, only the actual combat is endless!

On the other side, Qiao Feng first performed a few tricks to descend the dragon and eighteen palms, and used a large amount of internal force to kill more than thirty martial arts high-rollers first.

However, this eighteen palms of dragon descent cannot be used complicated, and it consumes too much internal force.

Moreover, Qiao Feng is not only able to descend the dragon eighteen palms, when he did not join the beggar gang, he followed the master of Shaolin Temple to learn Shaolin kung fu, the foundation of martial arts is quite solid, many fists and feet kung fu will, such as what splitting the sky god boxing, dragon capture gong, arhat boxing and so on.

At this time, the beggar gang Elder Xu, Elder Chuangong, Elder Chen, and others joined the battle group against Qiao Feng one after another.

Elder Chuangong shouted: "Brother Qiao, the Khitan and the Great Song Dynasty are incompatible, let's forget our selfishness, the old brother is going to offend." ”

Qiao Feng said: "I have also drunk the wine of breaking up, and we are no longer brothers." Look at the move!"

For his former brothers, although Qiao Feng had drunk the wine of breaking friendship, how could a man like him who valued righteousness and neglected his life really forget his past feelings?

Therefore, Qiao Feng not only wanted to hurt their lives, but also didn't want them to make a fool of themselves in front of outsiders, so he kicked out, and suddenly turned halfway, and Qi Liu, who was quick to knife, let out a strange scream, and flew up.

The single knife in his hand was originally slashed towards Qiao Feng's head, his body flew high, and this knife was still slashed out violently, and with a click, it slashed on the beam of the hall, deep into the foot. The knife Qi Liu, the fast knife, is a sharp weapon for his fame, and today he is facing a great enemy, how can he let go?

As a result, the body hangs high in the air. This situation was originally strange and ridiculous, but the people in the hall were all facing a life-and-death situation, who would dare to be distracted to look at him more? Who would have such leisure to laugh?

A few breaths of time, but anyone who rushed to the front was bombarded by Qiao Feng with heavy means, not that he was cruel and ferocious, but that he was desperate, who still cares so much? If you spare the enemy's life, if you don't go all out, then the enemy will not be soft.

As a result, the heroes all retreated a little around, and they were all a little afraid.

Not far away, Duan Yu also killed a lot of high-rollers in the rivers and lakes, he used Liancheng swordsmanship at the moment, his tricks were exquisite, and Ling Bo could maneuver around with microsteps, he was not in danger, but the enemies fell one by one.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Duan Yu shouted, "Where is Huang Xu'er? ”

"Subordinates obey!" Huang Xu'er yelled, and jumped over to join the battle, he was nine feet tall, running the iron cloth shirt that had just started, and after performing the transformation, it was very suitable for his own strong eagle claw skills, like a great eagle crashing through the crowd.

The sound of weapons and shouts resounded in the sky above Juxianzhuang, and the battle had reached a white-hot stage.

Doctor Xue is extremely proficient in medicine, but his martial arts are not first-rate figures. He is a medical practitioner, and he has an extraordinary genius, and he almost knows it without learning.

He has been good at martial arts since he was a child, and his master Su Xinghe is a great figure with profound martial arts, but in a certain year, Doctor Xue and seven brothers were expelled by the master at the same time.

He refused to vote for another Master, so he was ingenious, to cure the disease and exchange martial arts with people, learn a move in the east, learn a martial arts in the west, and learn a martial arts in the west, which can be said to be extremely rare on the rivers and lakes, but the bad is also bad on this "Bo" word, this Bo, greedy and chewy, there is no kung fu that is really practiced at home.

His medical skills are as famous as the name of God, and everywhere he goes, everyone respects him. He asks people for martial arts, and most of the others compliment him casually, in order to please him, he often exaggerates, and no one takes him seriously. He couldn't help but be complacent, and always felt that most of the world's martial arts were in my chest.

At this time, when I saw Qiao Feng, Duan Yu and the group of heroes fighting, the speed of the shot, and the weight of the hand, I really couldn't imagine it in my life, I couldn't help but have a face like ashes, a heart pounding, and I couldn't say a word, let alone step forward to do it.

He stood against the wall, and the fear in his heart became more and more strong, but if he quietly withdrew from the hall, he couldn't say it after all, and when he squinted, he saw an old monk standing beside him, which was the mystery. He suddenly remembered something, and he was very ashamed, and said to Xuan: "I have a sentence that is extremely rude, so don't blame the master." ”

Master Xuan was looking at Qiao Feng intently, and didn't hear Divine Doctor Xue's words, and after he said it twice, he was stunned and asked, "What is rude?"

Doctor Xue said: "I said before: 'Qiao Feng was alone, entered Shaolin, left Shaolin, unharmed, and kidnapped a Shaolin monk, this sentence is strange!'"

Xuan: "How do you say this?"

Doctor Xue said apologetically: "This Qiao Feng's martial arts are so high that they are really rare in the world. I only now knew that he was in and out of Shaolin, hurting and kidnapping people, coming and going freely, and it was extremely difficult to stop. ”

His words were originally intended to apologize to Xuan Nan, but Xuan Nan heard it in his ears, but it was doubly useless, he snorted, and said, "Divine Doctor Xue wants to test the kung fu of the Shaolin School, yes or no?"

Without waiting for him to answer, he walked forward slowly, his big sleeves fluttering, and the whirring fist power at the bottom of his sleeve was sent out towards Qiao Feng.

His kung fu is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, called "Sleeve Qiankun", the sleeves are raised, but the fist strength is issued at the bottom of the sleeve. Shaolin monks have always been based on participating in Zen and learning Buddhism, practicing martial arts and boxing as the end, and anger has already violated the precepts, not to mention hurting people?

But the Shaolin faction has taken martial arts as the sect of the world for hundreds of years, and how can it not move its fists and feet.

The sleeves of his coat seem to be a disguise for the strength of his fist, so that the enemy cannot see the way the fist is coming from, and he is caught off guard. If the enemy concentrates on dismantling the fist moves hidden under his sleeve, he will turn to the guest and hurt people with his sleeve strength.

Duan Yu glanced at the battle situation over there, and was also surprised, knowing that most of the masters had gone to deal with Qiao Feng, and there were more miscellaneous fish on his side.

"It's okay, it's good to be able to share some pressure for Brother Qiao, and you have to do your best to be a brother. Duan Yu said in his heart, so he concentrated on the enemy, and his swordsmanship was faster.

When Qiao Feng saw him attack, his two wide sleeves were swung by internal force, like sails, and his power was extraordinary, and he shouted: "The sleeves are good, and they are really good!"

A slap on his sleeve. Qiao Feng's palm condensed an extremely majestic internal force, only a sneering sound could be heard, and the two forces stirred each other, and suddenly there seemed to be dozens of gray butterflies flying up and down in the hall.

The heroes were all startled, and when they looked at it, it turned out that many gray butterflies were transformed by the sleeves of Xuannan's clothes, and immediately turned their eyes to look at him, only to see that he had a pair of bare arms, revealing two long arms with thin bones and edges, and his appearance was very ugly. It turned out that the two of them were in a fierce internal force, how could the sleeves of the monk's robe withstand it?

Qiao Feng is very wise, and he knows that the advantages that the enemy relies on are often his flaws.

In this way, Xuan Nan has no sleeves, and naturally there is no "Qiankun" in the sleeves. Under his rage, his face was pale, Qiao Feng only slapped like this, and he broke his famous stunt, the face he lost today was too big, his arms went straight up and down, and he attacked forward.

Everyone knows that it is the "Taizu Long Fist" that is widely spread on the rivers and lakes. Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin used a pair of fists and a rod to lay down the splendid country of the Great Song Dynasty.

The emperor has never been as brave as Song Taizu.

That set of "Taizu Long Fist" and "Taizu Stick" was the most popular martial arts in the martial arts at that time, even if you can't use it, you can see it well.