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"What? You want to do it too?"

Ding Chunqiu looked at Qiao Feng coldly, the light in his eyes was uncertain, and the killing intent was floating in it, hidden or visible, and wherever his eyes passed, the beggar disciples were all cold, and turned their heads away, not daring to confront him.

The muscles on Qiao Feng's face twitched slightly, although he knew that these elders had a way to die, but his anger was still irrepressibly rising, perhaps it was the warlike blood of the Khitan people that moved at this moment, making his eyes appear a trace of madness.

"They are the elders of the beggar gang, who taught me when I was young, and who were my good brothers and brothers in the past. Even though they are wrong today, they are not guilty unto death. But now, they are dead, they have been killed by you Ding Chunqiu, and the blood debt must be paid in blood! In public and private, I, Qiao Feng, can't stand idly by!" Qiao Feng's expression was crazy, and his killing intent was released without concealment, his whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on the three dead beggar gang elders.

But at the end of these words, his voice suddenly turned into a fury, and it was instantly high, like a thunderbolt that exploded in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, a majestic momentum swept the audience, and the oppressive and dull oppression was coming.

Qiao Feng strode forward, walked to the midfield, his feet were slightly separated, his hands drooped, and in an instant, a majestic killing intent was like a sharp edge that cut through the darkness, and it was like Ding Chunqiu in an instant.

The dust on the ground rolled up in an instant, escaping from his feet like ripples.

Ding Chunqiu's expression was originally happy and smiling, but at this moment, it suddenly became cold.

"Blood debt and blood payment?" he whispered, his eyes locked on Qiao Feng like a knife, and suddenly said loudly: "Hahahaha......"

Ding Chunqiu laughed violently, looking at Qiao Feng, with indescribable madness and arrogance at the corners of his mouth: "Pigs and dogs are not as good as scumbags, what can you do if you kill them? You Qiao Feng think they are characters and heroes, but in my eyes Ding Chunqiu, they are pigs and dogs, no, they are shit, more hateful hypocrites than real villains." If you want to take revenge, and if you want to make me Ding Chunqiu's blood debt, it depends on whether you have that ability. But before that, there's one more thing I haven't done!"

Ding Chunqiu's voice was not loud, but there was incomparable arrogance in his words, just like the eagle that soared and laughed, and he had a pride in looking down on the world.

But as soon as his voice fell, his whole body moved instantly.

In the exclamations of countless people, the distance of nearly ten zhang passed by as if there was nothing, and appeared directly in front of Quan Guanqing, who was about to break his heart.

"Don't ......"

Quan Guanqing's eyes were about to split, and before he could say a word, Ding Chunqiu raised his hand and slapped it on his forehead.

The unfinished half sentence came to an abrupt end, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

"Ding Chunqiu !!"

Qiao Feng's eyes were murderous, but he didn't expect Ding Chunqiu to dare to kill in front of him, and the majestic true qi was released in an instant, mixed with the sound, forming an almost sonic shock.

Qiao Feng was furious, Ding Chunqiu killed Quan Guanqing on the spot, which instantly detonated his anger, his left hand was round, his right palm slapped out, and a move 'See the dragon in the field' roared out.

The terrifying momentum took shape in an instant, and everyone present could only hear the sound wave roaring in their ears, as if a whistling dragon's roar, forming an arc-shaped qi and blasting towards Ding Chunqiu.

Zhigang Zhiyang's palm power, once formed, formed a kind of substantial killing machine, stabbing people's skin painfully, and everyone present exclaimed in surprise and retreated again and again, for fear of being innocent.

Even though Ding Chunqiu was arrogant, he didn't dare to slack off in front of Qiao Feng, and the Tianshan Six Yang Palms directly shot and collided with it in a hard fight.

A thunderous voice suddenly exploded, and the two of them shot at the same time, and then shot at the same time.

Ding Chunqiu's left hand Netherworld Divine Palm came one after another, and in an instant, a cold killing machine was condensed in the air, and he stood with Qiao Feng again.

The majestic and magnificent true qi seemed to have formed a kind of domain field at this moment, and the person with weak martial arts only felt a sense of suffocation rushing towards him, not only retreating continuously, but the horror in his eyes was overflowing.

They knew that the world's first-class masters had reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but when they really saw it at this moment, they realized that their previous thoughts were as ridiculous as sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Mu Wanqing's face was extremely pale at the moment, she thought that she could kill Ding Chunqiu with the hands of the four elders, but she didn't want those four people to be killed by Ding Chunqiu at the last moment, and the situation took a turn for the worse in an instant, as if God had made a joke on her.

She should have been disappointed and remorseful, but at this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, as if Ding Chunqiu was not killed was the scene she wanted to see.

But this kind of love was only born for a moment, and seeing Ah Zi fall into her arms, her heart sank violently.

Yes, if he injured Ah Zi with the intention of putting him to death, Ah Zi must have guessed his thoughts, and he will definitely not let himself go.

In the past, maybe he wouldn't have touched himself for the sake of face or anything, but this time he should have killed himself, right?

With his intention to kill the elders of the beggar gang, he will definitely kill himself......

Mu Wanqing's heart sank at this moment, looking at Ding Chunqiu in the fierce battle, she suddenly had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Immediately, a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "I hope you can survive and kill me, instead of dying under the palm of Bei Qiao Feng." In this way, I can also be freed, I don't have to worry about it, and Ah Zi will not hate me. ”

On the other side, Duan Yu, who had been pestering Wang Yuyan and had nothing to say, stood up eagerly at this time.

"How is this good? How did Big Brother and Big Brother Ding get started, the two of them, this is embarrassing to me, and I don't want any of them to hurt me, but I can't stop it, how can this be good!" Duan Yu looked at the two people in the field who were fighting like ghosts with an eager face, the eagerness on his face was overflowing, knowing that he should find a way to tell them to stop now, but his heart was blank and helpless.

"Why is this Ding Chunqiu's martial arts so strong? Qiao Gang Leader's eighteen dragon descending palms are the best in the world, unparalleled and unmatched, to the most powerful in the world, the person who can take his three or two moves is enough to be famous in the world, but how can he not be the slightest defeat?" Wang Yuyan looked at the two of them with a worried face, and said softly. He is familiar with the world's martial arts, but he has no clue about the martial arts displayed by Ding Chunqiu at this moment.

Although Li Qingluo told her some martial arts of the Carefree School, it was only some appearances, and Ding Chunqiu's martial arts had reached the first-class level in the world at this moment, and he had already melted what he had learned into a furnace and simplified it, and he had his own unique opinions.

And Wang Yuyan just doesn't know what the real Carefree School's mastery looks like.

At the moment, I am just worried in my heart, what if my cousin encounters this Ding Chunqiu in the future?

Duan Yu on the side heard this, and he was even more anxious.

Qiao Feng's eighteen palms of dragon descent have already penetrated his ears like thunder, and it is completely a level of martial arts with his own family's six-vein divine sword, which is unparalleled in the world, and it is difficult to meet an opponent.

Although Ding Chunqiu's martial arts are high, he feels that Ding Chunqiu should lose.

"Big brother's palm power is extremely strong, if Brother Ding loses, or if he takes a palm and a half, I'm afraid he will die or live!" Duan Yu's face suddenly changed greatly.

And at this time, the thunderous collisions in the field sounded one after another, Ding Chunqiu and Qiao Feng had already turned away from those fancy and powerful moves, but turned into hand-to-hand combat.

Qiao Feng's kung fu originated from Shaolin and the beggar gang, and all he learned was the kung fu of fighting hard from the outside in, that is, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending are also the ultimate in foreign kung fu. At this moment, in the midst of the battle, the fists and feet are like giant axes and hammers, fierce and unparalleled, as if the god of war is reincarnated, Lu Bu is reborn, and his prestige is incomparable.

And Ding Chunqiu's kung fu is an authentic Taoist mastery, all of which are pure inner masters, whether it is the Tianshan Six Yang Palm, the White Rainbow Palm or the Netherworld Divine Palm, all of which are the ultimate in the inner family kung fu. Although it is as light as nothing, when it collides, it is like thunder, and it is as light as a weight.

Boom!

It was another sharp collision, Ding Chunqiu's left hand Netherworld God Palm and right hand Tianshan Six Yang Palm, one cold and one hot, as if reincarnation, full combat power, fiercely collided with Qiao Feng's fierce and peerless Dragon Descending Eighteen Palms.

The huge force spread wildly along his arms, and Ding Chunqiu only felt that his true qi was about to be knocked away, and the whole person involuntarily retreated.

At the same time, Qiao Feng's complexion also changed, and he retreated again and again, dissolving Ding Chunqiu's cold and scorching palm power.

Kick, Kick!

As if they had agreed, they each took five steps back, leaving footprints on the ground that had sunk into the ground.