Although Ding Chunqiu spoke wildly and pretended to be very majestic, he still had some apprehension in his heart, because the person in front of him was the famous Beiqiao Peak.

Xiao Feng hadn't spoken yet, but You Tanzhi suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Xiao Feng, and said loudly: "Thief, you killed my father and second uncle, let me be displaced from now on, this revenge will not be avenged, and I will not be a man!"

At this time, Xu Zhu's flaming injuries had been completely healed, and he and Duan Yu both stood up, discussing how to help eldest brother Xiao Feng break out of the encirclement later.

The people present immediately began to discuss what to do next, of course, most people felt that they were foolish, so as long as they could cut such a knife on a Khitan master like Xiao Feng, who was famous and had committed a lot of crimes, he would return to his circle in the future, and he would have enough capital to brag about.

Duan Zhengchun said to Fan Hua, Hua Hegen, and Ba Tianshi: "This Xiao Daxia has the grace to save my life, and when it is critical, let's rush into the crowd and help him get out of danger." Fan Hua said: "Yes!" glanced at the thousands of heroes who were facing each other, and said: "There are many people on the other side, I don't know what the lord has to do?" Duan Zhengchun shook his head and said: "The husband has clear grievances, do his best, and repay him with death." ”

The Dali scholars said in unison: "It should be so, we swear to follow the prince to the death!"

Not far away, Feng Bo Evil sighed: "Gang Master Qiao is really a hero, I really admire him very much." ”

"That's what my old bag thinks. "The bag is different, this time it is rare that there is no lifting of the bar.

So, the four retainers of the Murong family and Wang Yuyan all looked at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu just snorted coldly. I don't know his attitude.

So Wang Yuyan said: "Cousin, you should be very disdainful of these martial arts heroes! Later, North Qiao Feng and South Murong will join forces to fight the heroes of the Central Plains, and it will definitely be rumored to be a martial arts story!"

"Ridiculous. Have you followed me for so long and still don't know my will?" Murong Fu said in a deep voice.

"Son, a hero like Gang Leader Qiao, wouldn't it be impossible for us to help him?" Deng Baichuan said.

"Don't forget, our Gusu Murong clan has been pursuing the mission of reviving Dayan for generations. Today's situation is just right for us to win people's hearts. Take it as your own help. Murong Fu sneered, his gaze gloomy.

In a trance, Wang Yuyan felt that her cousin Murong Fu had completely changed. Even the voice of the speaker is too cold, and there is even a little yin and yang weirdness.

"Could it be that this is just my delusion?" Wang Yuyan said in her heart.

Bao is different, the storm and the evil people all look at each other, for the prince who has always respected the gods. Of course, they can't oppose Childe's decision.

The surrounding area resounded with the voices of tens of thousands of heroes. On the hill of Shaomuro, it seems to be very lively.

Murong Fu suddenly performed an elegant light skill and jumped out, holding a sword in his left hand, and said loudly: "Brother Xiao, you are a Khitan hero, but you treat my Central Plains heroes as if they were nothing." Gusu Murong Fu, I came to teach Your Excellency the tricks, even if he died in the hands of Brother Xiao. It can be regarded as a meager contribution to the Central Plains martial arts. Glory even though you die!"

He added internal force to his voice, so even in such an open and noisy place, it reached the ears of most people, and people admired his martial arts very much, and expected him to have a very sharp expression in the future.

His words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and the tens of thousands of heroes present cheered, applauded thunderously, and kept shouting "Nan Murong! Nan Murong~"

Xiao Feng smiled heartily, hugged his fists and returned the salute, and said: "It turned out to be the Murong son of the Murong clan in Gusu, and it is really a great relief to see Gao Xian today." ”

At this time, You Tanzhi sneaked up on the left, he was already very ignorant, thinking that now was a good time to sneak attack.

The strong palm power containing the cold poison of the ice silkworm and the internal force of the Yi Jin Sutra suddenly attacked, and it almost hit Xiao Feng's waist, if he was hit there, even if it was a master of the late stage of the innate golden pill like Xiao Feng, it was estimated that he would be seriously injured.

Unless you have practiced some special defensive kung fu such as a golden bell jar or an iron cloth shirt, you can resist it.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng dodged this palm on one side in time, and roared, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which frightened You Tanzhi and panicked.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!" Xiao Feng suddenly exerted a powerful palm power, You Tanzhi knew that he couldn't fight head-on, so he hurriedly dodged with a roll, the wolf bèi was extreme, but this palm power was too majestic, even if it was bombarded by the edge, it should not be underestimated.

In an instant, the mask on You Tanzhi's face was shattered, and he only felt a cold, cold wind blowing on his face.

You Tanzhi suddenly shouted in his heart, a lot of ridicule sounded around him, and when he looked up, he saw that the heroes were all pointing at him, as if they had seen a monster.

Xiao Feng stared, but saw that between You Tanzhi's scattered hair, there was a festering face full of scars, which was very ugly.

"Jumping clowns, don't be afraid. Xiao Feng laughed heartily, and then stopped paying attention to You Tanzhi, Murong Fu and Ding Chunqiu, not to mention how many martial arts heroes there were around, he stepped forward and prepared to kill the Quartet.

"Big brother, long time no see!" Duan Yu suddenly cast Ling Bo micro-steps, much faster than his voice.

"Good brother, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, you miss me!" Xiao Feng clenched his fists tightly with him.

"Now that these Central Plains heroes want to kill the foolish brother, you should go back to the Dali Duan prince first. If the foolish brother is lucky enough to escape this catastrophe and not die, then our brother will drink a thousand cups in the future. If the foolish brother dies under the knife, then every New Year's festival in the future, the brother can burn some paper money for the foolish brother. Xiao Feng still smiled heartily.

It seems that the crisis situation in front of him has no effect on him at all, he sees life and death clearly, and he is not chaotic.

"Haha, big brother, you are looking down on the little brother by saying this. Do you still remember the last battle of Juxianzhuang? That is my martial arts that is just the realm of the Innate Void Pill, I dare to fight side by side with you, big brother, and fight a bloody way, so why not fight again today?" Duan Yu also laughed.

Although he looks like an elegant scholar, he is also full of pride and brilliance.

"Big brother, third brother, you don't call me when you drink!" Xu Zhu hurriedly ran over.

He was followed by two people, one was Ouyang Ouyang, a sixteen-year-old young swordsman, and the other was Huang Xu'er, who was nine feet tall and defected to Shaolin half a year ago. His current martial arts are in the realm of innate void pills, and he is good at outer martial arts, holding a demon-subduing iron rod, and his momentum is awe-inspiring.

Of course, Xiao Feng knew Huang Xu'er, and he also had his credit in the battle of Juxianzhuang at that time. Xiao Feng regarded him as a nephew, so he also taught him a trick at that time, "Kanglong has regrets", and I don't know how hot he is now.

"Good brother, who are these two?" Xiao Feng asked with some curiosity.

"This name is Xuzhu, some time ago I married Jin Lan with him, and you also worshiped the eldest brother, so he is the second brother and I am the third brother. Duan Yu said with a smile, "As for this young swordsman, he has good talent, unique swordsmanship, and his surname is Ou Mingyang." ”

Xiao Feng saw that at such a critical juncture, they were willing to stand up and help, which was enough to see their sincerity, and he felt very relieved and excited.

The group of heroes felt a little confused, and some even ridiculed Duan Yu for killing themselves. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that no matter how high the martial arts are, it is impossible to deal with more than 10,000 people with the strength of a few people, right?

But they do not understand that a man dies for his confidant.

Master Xuandu of the Shaolin faction secretly sent an order: "The Arhat Great Array guards the main roads down the mountain everywhere." This villain killed Senior Brother Xuanku, and this time he will never be allowed to go down Shaomu Mountain again. ”

Xiao Feng saw that the Shaolin monks were clustered in the east and a handful in the west, which seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, it implied a very powerful formation. Moreover, there are three masters, Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu and You Tanzhi, as well as tens of thousands of martial arts heroes, this situation is much more dangerous than the battle of Juxianzhuang that day.

Of course, at that time, all the martial arts masters invited by Juxianzhuang were not bad, with as many as 300 people, but today's tens of thousands of heroes are a rabble.

"Haha, you have wronged me Xiao Feng, but I already disdain to defend myself. If you want to take my life, we will have a bloody battle later, and if you don't care about any past grudges, rush over if you have the guts. ”

Xiao Feng then raised his arms and shouted very boldly: "Bring the wine!

The Khitan warrior immediately untied the skin bag full of spirits from the horse, and such a bag of wine was at least ten catties.

Then, the Khitan warriors threw over the wine sacs, and Xiao Feng threw them to Duan Yu and the others. When he took up a sac, he opened the stopper, took the pouch in both hands, and drank it with his head up.

"With such a strong drink, I can't think it's a hundred times more enjoyable than drinking a bottle of beer in later generations, right?" Duan Yu said in his heart.

Some of the drink ran down his chin and wet his shirt, but it didn't matter, manly, it was more bold. If you use a small cup and drink it slowly, isn't it a little family's anger?

Among the tens of thousands of heroes present, there were also some heroes with upright personalities, and when they saw this scene, they were immediately a little moved, so that the swords in their hands were not clenched.

Heroes cherish heroes, heroes value heroes, sometimes, you don't need too many words, you just need to draw your sword and drink him three hundred cups, then you will be relieved.

Duan Yuxin said: "Of course I will fight with Murong Fu later, after all, I have a one-year decisive battle with him, and now it is almost time to take revenge on the revenge I had in Yanziwu at that time." And defeat it completely, so that Wang Yuyan can understand who is the stronger man. And his cousin is nothing more than that!"

After a few moments, they both drank the liquor from their skins, and then threw them into the air together, cheering.

"Brothers, the time has come to kill the Quartet, let these heroes who don't know what to do know know our anger!" Duan Yu shook the crimson long sword in his hand and roared loudly.

Duan Yu believes that a real hero will never be ambiguous when it is time to make a move, let alone have any scruples.

As long as you feel that this thing should be done, then go all out and do it to the end......!