Qiao Feng stood on the highest point of the roof, with his hands outstretched and his legs like the wind, constantly fighting against the various incoming moves. For a moment, his power was so great that no one could get close to him.
"I'm one against six. Although I'm not losing for the time being, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him as time goes by." Qiao Feng calmly faced the attack while hesitating and thinking, thinking that with his own skills, he could probably hold on for two hours. When the strength weakened, these people swarmed forward again...
Thinking deeply, Qiao Feng felt no fear in his heart. Instead, he felt a surge of blood and energy, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Longyuan coldly.
It was this old guy who scolded him the hardest!
Yan Longyuan noticed Qiao Feng's eyes, and his heart jumped suddenly, and then he felt that Qiao Feng's palm attacking him was much heavier.
"This little Khitan bastard is specifically targeting me?" Yan Longyuan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and the sword in his hand became sharper.
"Hmph." Qiao Feng also immediately noticed the change in Yan Longyuan's moves. With a long roar, he began to deal with Yan Longyuan specifically. As for other people's attacks, he would dodge the attacks if he could, and those who couldn't. Hit back hard.
Before, when Qiao Feng was one against six, everyone felt that he was extremely powerful and brave; but at this moment, they felt that Qiao Feng's posture was a little more dexterous.
Only Yan Longyuan deeply felt Qiao Feng's bravery.
The more he fought, the more frightened he became, vaguely feeling that this little Khitan bastard might no longer be weaker than him.
Boom~.
When the battle was in full swing, Qiao Feng struck Yan Longyuan in the chest with a powerful palm.
Yan Longyuan's whole body fell into the inn.
"Something's wrong."
Qiao Feng frowned. He felt that the palm he had just used was regretful and not effective. It was as if Yan Longyuan wanted to retreat from the battlefield with the help of his palm.
Yan Longyuan fell, staring at Qiao Feng in the sky. He was shocked beyond words. Even though he was well prepared, he could only withstand Qiao Feng's west-parting palm force.
But the power of Xifen's palm still caused a surge of energy and blood in him. If he couldn't remove the palm power immediately, he might be seriously injured.
In the flash of lightning, Yan Longyuan made a decision, turned around in the air, glanced below, and keenly saw Li Xianyu who had just jumped from the stairs to the first floor of the inn.
"You showed up just in time." Yan Longyuan said in his heart, and his figure fell down the stairs.
When Li Xianyu heard the movement above, he subconsciously looked up, his eyelids suddenly jumped, and he quickly moved to avoid the falling figure above.
Yan Longyuan fell in front of Li Xianyu. When his figure was lower than Li Xianyu, his right hand caressed Li Xianyu's shoulder as if unintentionally.
boom.
In an instant, Yan Longyuan fell to the ground, and Li Xianyu's whole body flew upside down.
"I%25￥#%25!"
Li Xianyu fell heavily to the ground and couldn't help but spit out blood. His face instantly turned pale, and he was shocked and angry.
Just now, he was slapped by the man who fell to the ground!
"asshole!"
Li Xianyu gritted his teeth and felt that the skeleton of his right shoulder seemed to be scattered. The pain was unbearable and he almost fainted from the pain.
I was extremely angry, and at the same time I completely realized the importance of strength in this world.
Without strength, he can't even be considered a passerby, and can only become cannon fodder for the strong to fight!
Not far away, Yan Longyuan was lying on the ground, quietly watching the battle above, thinking about the strength shown by the little Khitan bastard. Unless he showed all his strength tonight, there was a high probability that he would not be able to keep this little Khitan bastard. .
Before coming, he had thought that Qiao Feng might escape, but he did not expect that Qiao Feng would be so powerful.
"Beiqiao Peak...is well-deserved." Yan Longyuan sat up and rubbed his eyes, feeling vaguely uncomfortable.
on the roof.
The battle became more and more intense. As the fists and palms exchanged, Mo Chunfeng and the Shaolin monk who besieged Qiao Feng felt that the backs of their hands and the tiger's mouth were trembling.
The other side seemed to be getting braver and braver as they fought.
Suddenly, a Shaolin monk felt his body become weak, his eyes hurt, and the powerful Vajra Palm he swung was weak.
boom.
Qiao Feng blasted out with a palm, sending the Shaolin monk flying several feet away with the first blow.
Shocking change.
Several people, including Qiao Feng, were shocked.
"What's going on?" Qiao Feng was shocked and confused. Although the monk's palm strength just now was not as strong as his, he would not be blown away by the palm.
Before that, the two had already exchanged palms for more than thirty times.
"Thief, what a dirty trick." A Shaolin monk cursed, and immediately struck out in anger, striking Qiao Feng with his right fist.
Just as he started to use his skills, he felt his body become weak and his complexion changed drastically.
boom.
Qiao Feng first responded with his right fist, and the two fists collided. The bones of the Shaolin monk's hand shattered, and he screamed in agony, sending his whole body flying backwards.
"What's going on?" Qiao Feng became more and more horrified.
The other three people were frightened and wanted to retreat. They first distanced themselves from Qiao Feng, but as soon as they took a step, they all felt that they could no longer lift their strength, and their eyes became sore.
"It's poison... What a Khitan thief, he actually started to do dirty things!" A Shaolin monk rolled off the roof and fell to the ground, cursing in a ferocious voice.
"Poison?" Qiao Feng's heart trembled, and he quickly used his skills to check his condition.
After checking, his expression changed again.
Someone really poisoned me.
Most of the energy in the body can no longer be raised.
Scanning the surroundings, he saw a lot of Jianghu people coming to the street. The first defeated 'vulture' Chen Tianying also stood up. Qiao Feng knew that he could not stay on the roof any longer and he could not let others see that he was poisoned.
At that moment, Shouxue jumped back to the inn.
The entire inn was in a state of disrepair after being devastated by several people fighting.
After standing on the second floor and observing for a while, Qiao Feng's eyes locked on Yan Longyuan at the foot of the stairs.
"That palm of mine..." Qiao Feng's face was as dark as water. He still felt that his palm was not completely hitting this person.
"Who are you?" Qiao Feng asked in a deep voice, looking down at Yan Longyuan who was sitting cross-legged at the stairs on the first floor.
At the same time, he secretly used his power to eliminate poison. The poison was very special, but it was not completely ineradicable. This made Qiao Feng feel a little relieved.
Just thinking about the situation they are facing now, I am afraid that these people will not leave much time for themselves to detoxify.
Yan Longyuan was shocked when he heard Qiao Feng's angry voice and subconsciously thought that the person who poisoned him was Qiao Feng.
"I'm Yan Longyuan."
Yan Longyuan opened his mouth and started running the skills he had practiced crazily, trying to force out the poison in his body.
"Yan Longyuan?" A cold light flashed in the eyes of Li Xianyu, who was still lying not far away.
He had heard of the name.
To be precise, I heard about it in my previous life.
Yan Longyuan is Murong Bo, the father of Murong Fu.
Just as Li Yanzong was Murong Fu's trumpet, Yan Longyuan was also Murong Bo's trumpet.
Before Murong Bo faked his death, he had already begun to travel around the world using the name Yan Longyuan, making friends with various people, and preparing for the restoration of the Xianbei Yan Kingdom.
"Did you administer this poison?" Qiao Feng asked coldly. He had heard of Yan Longyuan's name, but he didn't expect him to have such strength.
"Um?"
Yan Longyuan frowned and was surprised. Wasn't the poison poisoned by the little Khitan bastard?
"I thought you were the one who administered the poison." Yan Longyuan said.
"Qiao Feng, let's compete with three more moves." At this time, the 'vulture' Chen Tianying, who was defeated first, came down from the roof, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed Qiao Feng.
On his hand was a pair of iron-clawed gloves made of hundreds of refined steel.
In recent years, he has rarely faced enemies with this pair of fine steel claws.
Qiao Feng's face changed slightly. Once he used his skills at this time, the toxins in his body would inevitably spread throughout his body. He immediately jumped to the first floor and did not go to receive Chen Tianying's Eagle Claw Skill.
Yan Longyuan swayed and quickly avoided Qiao Feng. He stood in front of a support beam and stared at Qiao Feng warily.
"Are you also poisoned?" Chen Tianying jumped down with a surprised look on his face.
Qiao Feng stood motionless like a Yuan Ting mountain, looking around and looking majestic.
He didn't speak, but felt a weakness in his body, and his eyes ached.
"Brother Tianying, the poison was not caused by this little Khitan bastard. He has also been poisoned at this moment. Don't give him time to get rid of the poison." Yan Longyuan said coldly.
Hearing "Little Khitan bastard" again, Qiao Feng got angry and shouted loudly: "I'll kill you first."
After saying that, he took a big step forward, rounded his hands in front of his body, gathered his palm strength, and suddenly pushed forward. The palm force surged like a furious wave, overwhelming Yan Longyuan.
Yan Longyuan's face changed drastically. Before the palm power could be exerted, he felt his breath was stagnant. He had no time to think about it, so he immediately used the Wandering Dragon Body Technique, tapped his toes, and floated towards the right.
boom.
The violent palm force struck the support beam behind Yan Longyuan. The entire column seemed to explode and fell apart instantly.
The residual force of the palm wind swept towards Yan Longyuan, who retreated again and again, waving the long sword in his hand continuously to resolve the aftermath of the palm force.
"What a strong palm." Chen Tianying was shocked.
Seeing that Qiao Feng's steps were slightly unsteady after wielding this palm, he knew that Qiao Feng had also been poisoned. At this moment, he was at the end of his strength, so he rushed forward and grabbed Qiao Feng's chest with the iron claw of his right hand.
Qiao Feng was on guard against Chen Tianying. When he saw Chen Tianying take action, he took a deep breath and retreated sharply, narrowly avoiding Chen Tianying's iron claws.
But when he stopped, his eyes were so painful that it was difficult to open them, and all the energy in his body was drained. He could no longer stand still, and he knelt on one knee, holding his hands on the ground. His heart was filled with sadness.
His life experience has not yet been ascertained, and there is no clue even about Fan's frame-up, the hatred of his parents, and the hatred of his mentor...
Now, I have to drink and hate this without any reason.
In grief and anger, Qiao Feng looked up to the sky and roared, the sound cracking like thunder or the roar of a wild beast.
Chen Tianying, who was about to step forward to deal with Qiao Feng, was frightened when he heard this mournful roar, and he did not dare to step forward for a moment.
Suddenly, Qiao Feng smelled an unspeakable extreme stench.
