Chapter 157 Group fight

Zhao Min was very angry, and her eyebrows were raised, she waved her bow and pulled off the arrow that Qingfeng had brought back, and shouted: "Qingfeng, I will forgive you today!"

After saying that, he stopped shooting arrows. He threw away the long bow in his hand and the quiver hanging around his waist, and focused on using his light skills to chase him.

He ordered the remaining swordsman again, "Go and catch that woman in the forest."

The four disciples trained by the Jade Eighth and Chen Kuiyuan had already suffered casualties and the sword formation was broken. Zhao Min knew that they could no longer stop Qingfeng, so she asked them to do what they could.

As the remaining nine people set off, the breeze had already flew into the woods with the arrows. He had a little arrow on his toes and turned over and landed beside Zhu Jiuzhen, saying to her: "You go first, I'll break the back."

Zhu Jiuzhen nodded when he heard this and retreated towards Xiangyang City.

The nine people were not far from this small forest, and Qingfeng and Zhu Jiuzhen had already arrived in the forest as they talked.

Qingfeng leaped on the tree, stroked a handful of leaves, waved his hand and used the method of raining flowers in the sky to sprinkle the leaves as hidden weapons to the nine people.

Although they were fragile leaves, they were like murderous weapons in his hands. The nine swordsmen did not dare to neglect themselves, either swung their swords down and smashed them, or dodged them by using the trees. This prevented them from moving forward.

Zhu Jiuzhen had already taken the opportunity to withdraw from the forest from the other side. Qingfeng saw that Zhu Jiuzhen had already left the forest, but then retreated to the forest. The nine swordsmen blocked the Yebing who avoided him, and then chased after him again.

After saying that, he also waved his palms to attack Qingfeng. The swordsmen responded to their orders and each waved their swords to attack. Although Zhao Min had set a way out in his heart, he still wanted to try it out and see if everyone could win Qingfeng.

Although one palm after another came out, because he took action very quickly, it seemed that his hands suddenly turned into twenty-three hands and hit the twenty-three palms together at the same time.

The swordsman was dodging the fallen trees without any precautions, and the sword thrown by Qingfeng was extremely fast. When he discovered it, the tip of the sword had reached his chest, but he could not hide at all. He was immediately penetrated by his chest, and a scream and blood burst out.

The breeze does not flash, and the true energy spreads on the palm, and cuts it to Chen Kuiyuan’s knees with one palm.

The palm came out like the wind. As soon as the palm came out, the palm also followed. One palm was as fast as the palm, and in an instant, it hit twenty-three palms.

"If this boy is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles!" Zhao Min, who was chasing several people behind, thought in her heart. But although she thought in her heart, she knew that she was not Qingfeng's opponent, and she was afraid that she would still not Qingfeng's opponent with the remaining swordsman power.

Chen Kuiyuan turned sideways and avoided him, but kept turning and turning. He approached Qingfeng's body, and with the continuous rotation, he stretched out his legs and swept towards Qingfeng's head, but it was a "whirlwind leg".

In time, who else in the martial arts world is this Qingfeng opponent?

Qingfeng's long sword escaped, and then waved his hands continuously, and the sharp flower-picking fingers shot out. Another scream came, and a swordsman was shot in the chest by his fingers and died. He was one of the four teenagers.

Chen Kuiyuan made a move faster and faster, his palms became more and more urgent, his arms were flying, and his arms were surrounded, looking like a thousand hands.

The two palms of this punch came one after another with the whistling wind, but Qingfeng waved his hand easily, and three fingers of the flower-picking fingers were released at the same time, and it had already broken the two palms of the punch. With another wave, three fingers of the flower-picking fingers were shot out, showing the upper, middle and lower momentums of Chen Kuiyuan's head, chest, and feet.

Qingfeng was guarding the edge of the forest. Seeing that they had come again, they waved their swords to cut off several trees to stop them. Then the sword was out of hand and threw it at a swordsman.

As my skills become more advanced, I have a deeper understanding of this leg method, and the speed and frequency of leg output are constantly increasing.

But each of its shadows is solidified by internal strength, and it is not just a phantom disturbing the enemy. As long as you are hit, you can also kill someone.

He can take it down whether it is virtual or real. This shadowless leg was the first skill he practiced. He worked hard at the beginning, and later he practiced day and night. Although he no longer practiced every day, he never left it alone.

He changed his color because of Qingfeng's profound skills. He really couldn't imagine how this kid could have such profound skills at least at least 17 or 18 years old, and it felt much deeper than when he was fighting just now.

This time, Chen Kuiyuan did not say anything to stop him. Instead, he waited for everyone to surround Qingfeng and then slapped out with a palm, and a series of afterimages appeared behind his arm.

At this time, Chen Kuiyuan was furious when he saw the boy he was trained to be killed. He stood up and stopped Zhao Min, and chased him towards Qingfeng.

Qingfeng's legs are getting faster and faster. Although his legs are not solidified by internal force, he can do as many legs as Chen Kuiyuan can produce, and all the palm-arm moves.

But when I heard the "papapapapapapa" series of rapid and explosive sounds, there were no more or less, just twenty-three sounds. Chen Kuiyuan used the Mongolian martial arts skills, Thousand-Handed Chain Palm, and Qingfeng used the shadowless legs among the 72 Shaolin's unique skills.

Seeing this, Chen Kuiyuan didn't dare to kick him again. This undoubtedly sent his legs to the other person's palm. He quickly pulled his legs, turned around and hit Qingfeng with his palm as his chest. Qingfeng still did not dodge, but also pushed it out with his palm, facing Chen Kuiyuan again.

It can be said that he has reached a height that is beyond the reach of no one. Even the Shaolin monk who created this leg technique failed to reach his current leg speed and frequency.

Qingfeng smiled slightly and kicked his right leg out with a thigh. The leg had a shadow, and the legs were like the wind. He actually kicked twenty-three legs in an instant.

"It seems that I can't get it today, but don't steal chickens and lose rice." Zhao Min thought so, and she was already calculating in her heart. She said to the remaining swordsman who had already jumped out of the forest: "There is no need to chase that woman, and work with the ancestor to deal with this person!"

But with a loud "bang", Qingfeng stood still while standing there, but Chen Kuiyuan flew backwards by the recoil force. A backflip fell steadily to the ground. Although he was not injured, it made him unable to help but change his face.

But he did not enter the forest, but jumped directly from the forest. When he reached this side, he saw Qingfeng, and stood high on the treetops and hit the air with a punch. Then he made two consecutive pals of the air, and then turned over and attacked Qingfeng.

He was led back away by the force of the sword and nailed straight to a tree behind him.

His legs were like wheels, kicking, kicking, smashing, slashing, crashing, and hitting. All kinds of leg techniques even changed. His hands were not idle, and he even pointed at the swordsman who was facing the besieging.

Chen Kuiyuan was still able to deal with it at the beginning of fashion, but the faster Qingfeng came out, the faster his attack speed was. His attack speed gradually could not keep up with Qingfeng's legs.

Moreover, Qingfeng's legs were extremely powerful, which made him extremely difficult to deal with. He couldn't help but feel shocked: "I didn't expect that among the 72 Shaolin skills, it could be considered ordinary shadowless legs, and he could be trained to such a powerful level!" After the thoughts turned, a scream suddenly came, but another swordsman died tragically under Qingfeng's finger of the flower.

Qingfeng laughed and said, "Princess, if you continue to fight, you will become a commander without a chance."
Chapter completed!