I, Qiao Feng, start by killing all the Beggars' Sect

Chapter 112 The Dragon Head of the Azure Dragon Society Appears

Shi Xiaotian is Shi Zhixuan.

He nodded towards Qiao Feng, and his figure, like a ghost, blocked the man's way.

"court death."

With a low shout, the man in the red mask raised his palm and hit Shi Zhixuan.

"Look, that's the new deputy leader of the Ming Cult, Shi Xiaotian. I heard he's very powerful."

"The first move he made showed the strength of a late Grandmaster, of course it's amazing."

"But who is this masked man? He even fought him to a draw."

"Ah... first let's talk about who this Shi Xiaotian is. I haven't heard of these two people. Are there so many masters in the martial arts world?"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the fight between the two caused the battlefield to completely explode.

The first few masters at the Grandmaster level were forced to stop.

They couldn't withstand the battles of so many grandmasters nearby, and they couldn't withstand the aftermath either, so they could only retreat.

Wei Yixiao glanced into the distance and said with a smile: "It's boring, take my palm."

As he spoke, his Ice Palm had appeared beside Jiumozhi without him noticing.

Jiumozhi was shocked and quickly turned around to raise his palm to attack, but he saw Wei Yixiao, and his right palm dodged his obstruction in a very strange posture.

Jiumozhi slid his palm across Wei Yixiao's chest.

However, Wei Yixiao's icy palm was truly imprinted on Jiumozhi's left shoulder.

Jiumozhi was injured immediately, half of his body felt cold and he was unable to use his energy.

There was a croaking sound of a frog from behind, and Wei Yixiao flashed away without looking back.

"I won't play with you anymore."

Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill failed, he looked at Jiumozhi, and knocked him away with a palm.

Although it seemed like he was taking advantage of someone's misfortune, Qiao Feng narrowed his eyes.

These two guys are actually in the same group.

This palm was actually meant to save Jiumozhi. He used all his strength to send him out. Otherwise, he would be stiff in the battle circle and would be further injured if he was affected by others.

"Old poison, do you still want to fight?"

Hong Qigong retracted his palm and did not continue to attack Ouyang Feng. He took a breath and shouted.

In fact, when the Old Boy retreated just now, Hong Qigong didn't want to fight anymore.

Once the Old Boy withdrew, all the pressure was on him. Fortunately, Wei Yixiao joined in and the situation was reversed.

After saying this, he didn't care whether Ouyang Feng would fight or not. He raised his hand and used a palm to force back the man from the Demon Sect whom he didn't know who was attacking from behind, and then they leaped away from this area.

"Hey, why are there so many masters?"

Hong Qigong wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained helplessly.

"Qigong, come here."

Huang Rong's eyes rolled and she raised her hand and shouted.

Not far away, Huang Yaoshi looked at Huang Rong with a cold face.

"Dad, come here too. I have something to tell you."

With a light snort, Huang Yaoshi walked to Huang Rong's side and stopped when he was quite a distance away from Qiao Feng.

"Sister, this is Rong'er's father, Island Master Huang." Lian Xing smiled when she saw this.

Huang Yaoshi also bowed and said, "Greetings to the two Palace Masters. Rong'er has been taken care of by the two Palace Masters these days."

Yao Yue nodded slightly as a response.

"Dad, did you notice those guys with dragon heads embroidered on their chests?"

Huang Yaoshi glanced around and said, "Of course I noticed it."

At this time, who could not notice it.

The consecutive appearance of two people, one of whom is an early-stage grandmaster, and the other a man with a dragon head mask who is a late-stage grandmaster, has probably attracted the attention of many people.

"Dad, these people are from the mysterious force that has been very arrogant in the martial arts world recently. They are also from the Qinglong Society that disappeared for a long time. I don't know what conspiracy they have when they return to the martial arts world. You have to be careful."

Huang Rong pulled Huang Yaoshi aside and said.

Huang Yaoshi's expression eased slightly and he nodded: "I'm not here to fight or be aggressive, so don't worry."

"But with so many of them coming and pushing for the Huashan Sword Contest, I'm afraid they don't have any good intentions."

Huang Rong's eyes were full of worry.

Everyone she cares about is here today.

She had also experienced what happened on the Spirit Snake Island. Even Brother Qiao was nearly injured by that final blow. The Qinglong Society was too dangerous.

"Huh? Who are you? You actually know the power of ice palm."

At this time, the naughty old boy's deliberately amplified shouting came from his side.

Everyone looked over when they heard this.

There are many people in the world who can use ice-attribute palm power, but not many.

The Ice Palm that Wei Yixiao practiced can also achieve such an effect.

But Wei Yixiao used it openly, but this guy was secretive and fought with the Old Boy for a long time before he was forced to use it.

Choking——

At this time, the opponent finally drew his sword and fought against the Old Boy.

The old naughty boy became interested and punched out with both fists, pouring out his internal strength.

You should know that although he did not practice the Nine Yin Scriptures, he cultivated the authentic internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect. He became stronger and stronger as time went on, and was extremely solid, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

"Your strength seems superficial, but you don't look like someone who has just achieved a breakthrough. How did you become a Grandmaster?"

While the old naughty boy was fighting, he also attacked verbally, causing the opponent's sword skills to become a little messy.

After more than forty moves, a cunning look flashed in the old boy's eyes. He hit the opponent's sword with one punch, and then rushed forward and collided with the opponent with his other punch.

The opponent retreated repeatedly, and the Old Boy followed closely behind him and punched him in the face.

Even though he retreated repeatedly, the mask on his face was still shattered by the wind from the fist.

The old naughty boy stared with his eyes wide open, ready to see clearly, but stopped in surprise.

"Which one are you?"

he asked aloud.

I really don’t know the old naughty boy.

There were several bloody scratches on the other person's face from the fragments of the mask, but it did not affect the overall appearance.

Qiao Feng didn't recognize him either.

"Zuo Lengchan, it's you..."

At this time, someone finally recognized him and shouted in surprise.

Zuo Lengchan came back to his senses in shock and quickly covered his face with his hands.

But it was too late. There were many people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect here, and many of them recognized him.

"Zuo Lengchan? Is he the one from Songshan Sect?"

"But he is at the Grandmaster level."

"As far as I know, none of the Five Mountains Sword Sects combined have a Grandmaster."

……

Qiao Feng couldn't help but frown.

With Zuo Lengchan's level, even if he cultivated the Ice Qi, he might not be able to reach the level of a grandmaster, right?

Zuo Lengchan found himself exposed and tried to escape using his lightness skills, but was stopped by someone.

"Your Excellency should not leave in a hurry."

When everyone looked, they found that it was Lu Xiaofeng.

Zuo Lengchan's eyes darted around, "Why are you stopping me? Today's Huashan sword contest is mainly for sparring. There is no grudge between you and me, so why bother..."

“It may not be without grudges or hatred.”

Lu Xiaofeng took action immediately and lightly tapped with his fingers. Before Zuo Lengchan could react, his acupoints were blocked.

The man in the red dragon head mask who was entangled by Shi Zhixuan saw this scene, and immediately shouted coldly and raised his hand to grab Shi Zhixuan.

A strange suction force suddenly came and enveloped Shi Zhixuan's whole body.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Shi Zhixuan was surprised and quickly used his internal energy to resist, but the internal energy still involuntarily flowed towards the man.

At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared and raised his hand to shoot out three embroidery needles out of thin air.

"It turned out to be Zhu Wushi."

It was Dongfang Bai who took action. She forced Zhu Wusi to retreat and forced Shi Zhixuan to retreat.

"Deputy leader, let me do it."

Shi Zhixuan nodded: "Okay."

He knew that without using his martial arts such as the Immortal Seal, he would not be able to defeat this man in a short period of time.

"The leader."

He returned to Qiao Feng's side.

Qiao Feng said, “Zhu Wusi, this person was originally at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, but I wasted some of his power. I didn’t expect that he would recover to the late stage so quickly.”

Just now he saw through Zhu Wushi's identity, so when the other party used the energy-absorbing technique, he asked Dongfang Bai to take out Shi Zhixuan.

Otherwise, it would be Shi Zhixuan whose identity would be exposed.

Everyone present was dazzled by what they saw, and they were also shocked by the two dragon head masked men who were exposed one after another.

One is the leader of the Songshan Sect who mysteriously reached the level of Grand Master.

One of them was Zhu Wusi, the Iron-Hearted Marquis of the Hulong Villa in the Ming Dynasty.

Qiao Feng raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the outside of the top of Mount Huashan.

He didn't take action because there was an old man outside.

The other party was followed by two people from the Qinglong Society wearing red masks.

But it seems that they still respect this old man.

Is the leader of the Qinglong Society finally going to show up?

A smile appeared on Qiao Feng's face.