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One hundred and fiftieth chapters debut

"It seems that something must have happened in the middle that I don't know!" Huo Tianqing secretly speculated in his heart.

"Good disciple, you will kill this old bald donkey with the peerless magical skill you taught you," Ding Chunqiu said with a proud look on his face.

"Yes, I will follow the master's teachings!" Zhuang Juxian finally made up his mind that he could only sacrifice others for himself.

"Gang Master, why have we never seen you use the "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing" of our Beggars' Sect? Why do you want to learn the evil martial arts of the Star Constellation Old Monster? I, Wu Changfeng, one of the four elders of the Beggars' Sect, spoke. He had already disliked Zhuang Juxian, and happened to attack Zhuang Juxian by taking advantage of the problems of the Star Constellation Old Monster.

"I..." Zhuang Juxian was speechless and could not speak.

Ding Chunqiu was immediately dissatisfied. He looked at Wu Changfeng coldly and said, "What is "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing"? How can I compare with my old immortal Xingsu!" After saying that, he waved a pitch-black palm wind and hit Elder Wu.

Looking at it, this palm wind contains extremely poison!

With Wu Changfeng's strength, how could he avoid Ding Chunqiu's sneak attack? He could only look at the palm wind that hit him in despair, leaving it to fate.

At this moment, when many people in the martial arts world thought that Elder Wu would die, a heroic shout came.

"Who said that "The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing" is not as good as the evil power of the Star Constellation!"

Immediately afterwards, a sound of a dragon roaring astonished the sky, a pitch-black dragon roared towards him and hit Ding Chunqiu's palm wind.

With a loud "boom", the dragon broke through the resistance of the palm wind and roared towards Ding Chunqiu.

Ding Chunqiu had no time to hide, so he had to pull up a disciple beside him, slapped behind him, and hit the giant dragon head-on!

"Hang" sounded the dragon roar, and the disciple flew more than ten feet wide, hitting the ground in an instant, bleeding from seven orifices, and died on the spot!

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately it blocked it!

In the distance, a black shadow appeared, and an Ang Zang man flew over the Beggars' Gang and came to the field!

"Who?" Ding Chunqiu looked at the majestic man falling from the sky with a look of fear.

What a strong palm power!

"It's Qiao Feng!" After seeing the figure in front of him, many martial arts people present exclaimed.

Unlike the performances of many martial arts people, Huo Tianqing smiled at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Qiao Feng standing in the field and remained silent.

Elder Wu escaped from death, looked at Qiao Feng with a complicated expression, said nothing, hugged a fist, and retreated to the disciples of the Beggars' Gang.

Wu Changfeng was grateful for Qiao Feng's life-saving grace, but he refused to bow his head to a Liao man. This complex mentality made him do the slightly awkward behavior just now.

Not to mention it, when Ding Chunqiu heard that the person coming was Qiao Feng, his expression immediately changed. It seemed that the problem became very difficult. Originally, Ding Chunqiu still looked down on the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts world. In his thoughts, Nan Murong and Bei Qiao Feng were just famous for bragging for the two of them in a short-sighted manner. But just now, the moment he fought with Qiao Feng, he changed his mind. It seemed that he was a great man in the Central Plains martial arts world!

This Qiao Feng has amazing palm power and is invincible.

However, he couldn't think of any way to escape, what should he do?

At this time, Zhuang Juxian took two steps forward, stared at Qiao Feng standing in the field, and said, "Qiao Feng, kill my father and uncle. I must avenge them today and kill you, Liao thief!"

Qiao Feng stared at the man in front of him with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What are you?"

"My name is...you Tanzhi, the second owner of Juxian Village, You Juju is my father!" You Tanzhi looked at Qiao Feng in front of him proudly, raised his head, and looked at him without retreating.

"Oh, it turns out that they are descendants of the two brothers You. It's not bad. Although your father and uncle were not killed by me, they have nothing to do with me. It's natural for you to seek revenge on me." After saying that, Qiao Feng waved his sleeves and said, "Come on!"

Next to him, Ding Chunqiu was overjoyed when he saw You Tanzhi taking the lead in challenging him. He was so sleepy that someone gave him a pillow.

"Qiao Feng, kill my favorite apprentice, come and take your life!" After saying that, Ding Chunqiu jumped forward and joined the challenge ranks.

In his opinion, no matter how strong Qiao Feng’s martial arts are, he will never be able to beat the two of them!

Next to him, Quan Guanqing saw that someone had already taken the lead, how could he give up this great opportunity to get rid of Qiao Feng in one fell swoop!

He suddenly jumped out of the Beggar Gang's disciples, pointed at Qiao Feng, and shouted to the many martial arts people: "Dear martial arts fellows, this Liao thief must have a plan to disrupt the situation when our Beggar Gang challenges Shaolin martial arts conference this time. Everyone is standing side by side, and you must not let the Liao thief return to the Liao Kingdom!"

Quan Guanqing has always been very inspiring. After he finished speaking passionate words, many martial arts people present immediately burst into blood and screamed.

"Kill him"

"Don't let this Liao thief go back!"

...

A burst of scolding came, and Qiao Feng's cold eyes slashed the faces of everyone present. He couldn't help clenching his fists, his heart full of anger! Why did they misunderstand me like this? Is there really no place for me, Qiao Feng, the Central Plains martial arts world? Forget it, what else do I care about?

"Haha, come on, you guys come together!" Qiao Feng waved his arm and brought out the sound of dragon roars. He stared ruthlessly at the many martial arts people present.

"Qiao Feng, you are suffering from the Central Plains martial arts world. Now I, Murong Fu, will definitely kill you under the sword!" A sharp voice came, and the heroes gave in, looking at the handsome young man walking in from the outside with shock.

Murong Fu's arrival once again detonated the scene. Unexpectedly, Murong Fu also came to break up with Qiao Feng!

Huo Tianqing looked at Murong Fu with an outsider's face, and then changed into a cruel look. Murong Fu, today, I will never let you escape again!

"Haha... let's go, what's the fear of me, Qiao Feng!" Qiao Feng looked at the three people surrounding him, with a arrogant and unruly face.

The battle was about to break out, and the scene fell into silence.

The four people in the field stared at each other with a look of vigilance.

"Husband!" A sudden call came into the scene, and a group of people rushed towards the field quickly, leading to a beautiful woman in strong outfits.

"Jin Yue!" Qiao Feng looked at Princess Jin Yue who was running towards him with a nervous look on his face.

Why is this girl here to make trouble at this time?

"Husband, I'll be with you!" Jin Yue crossed the three people outside, threw themselves into Qiao Feng's arms, and hugged Qiao Feng tightly.

"Nonsai, Jin Yue, you quit!" Qiao Feng began to scoop up Princess Jin Yue's tightly-hung hands.

"Husband, I will never let go unless you go with me!" Princess Jinyue was stubborn and refused to let go.

Qiao Feng looked helpless, while the three people on the outside looked embarrassed. What's going on?

"Brother, why don't you introduce your sister-in-law to me?" Huo Tianqing stepped out of the crowd, crossed the air, and came to the battlefield, smiling at Qiao Feng.
Chapter completed!
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