The last person to go up to drink the breakup drink was Song Xuan.
Xiao Feng, who was calm and calm before, saw Song Xuan step forward, his whole aura changed, and his face became extremely solemn.
"The Taoist priest also came to have a break with me?"
Song Xuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Pindao and you didn't have any friendship before, so why should we break off the relationship?"
"What is this, the Taoist priest?"
"Nothing else." Song Xuan held the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "You are somewhat similar to an old friend of mine, so I just wanted to have a drink with you."
Xiao Feng laughed loudly, "I guess Taoist Master's old friend is not an ordinary person. It is an honor for Qiao Feng to have some similarities with him!"
Song Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "I have heard a little bit about you. Although there are various rumors in the world, I don't believe it."
"Does the Taoist believe in me?"
Qiao Feng was stunned. Ever since he was accused of killing his father, mother and master, his old friends had broken up. Everyone in the world wanted to kill him quickly. This was the first time in these days that he had received recognition from others. .
"Does it matter whether others believe it or not?"
Song Xuandao: "A few of the people present are concerned about the facts, they just want to take this opportunity to kill this evil thief and make his name known to the world.
As long as you know what the facts are. If others don’t believe it, just hit them until they believe it! "
Xiao Feng was silent.
Then he cupped his fists and saluted, "Qiao Feng understands what the Taoist Master said. Thank you very much for the Taoist Master's advice!"
It's not that he hasn't thought about defending himself, nor that he doesn't want to clear up his grievances, but the Taoist priest is right. Among the heroes present, who cares about the truth? Who cares whether Qiao Feng is a great villain or a great hero?
People only believe what they believe and want to kill him to become famous. As for whether Qiao Feng was wronged or not, who cares?
Since you just want to kill people, then just kill them!
After thinking about this, Xiao Feng laughed loudly: "I, Qiao Feng, have acted with clear conscience throughout my life. Since you all want to fight, then let's fight!"
Song Xuan returned to his original position and looked at the heroic and fighting warrior with admiration in his heart.
In Jin Yong's novels, Xiao Feng is one of the heroes, and Guo Jing is also one.
But compared to Guo Jinglai, Xiao Feng is more cheerful and heroic. Although he likes to fight against injustice, he is not a pedantic person. The most obvious thing is that he can listen to advice!
Guo Jing's love for his family and country is certainly admirable, but when it comes to making friends, Song Xuan prefers to make friends with a bold and free-spirited man like Xiao Feng.
There was a brief silence.
The two eminent monks Xuanji and Xuannan looked at each other and confirmed that Song Xuan and the others were just watching the show and had no intention of intervening, so they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the situation is not bad. As long as these people don't interfere, so many experts in Juxian Manor can kill this evil thief Xiao Feng!
"kill!"
In the village, someone shouted first, and the cold murderous intention with the power of heaven and earth spread instantly. In an instant, the temperature of the entire Juxian Village seemed to have dropped to the extreme.
"Ha ha!"
Xiao Feng showed no fear at all. His life was a life of fighting. He had fought countless battles, big and small. What he was not afraid of the most was fighting, and what he was best at was killing and fighting.
He has encountered opponents with higher cultivation and stronger strength than him many times, but after a fight, he is always the one who survives.
It seems that he was born to fight!
As the sound of killing sounded, Xiao Feng took the lead and rushed into the crowd. A golden light shone in the palms of his palms, and a golden dragon shadow could be clearly seen emerging. The wind of his palms was accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, like The tiger broke into the sheep, destroying everything it passed, and the figures were knocked away, invincible, sweeping in all directions.
Among them, two martial arts masters were blasted away.
Almost no one is his enemy!
"I was still kind-hearted and left some room to spare, but I didn't make a killing move."
Song Qian, a melon-eater, looked at the martial arts people who were blown away and rolled on the ground. She couldn't help but sigh, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed extraordinary. The palm power is stacked layer by layer, which is most suitable for group battles."
Song Xuan nodded and said: "Xiao Feng is a natural fighting prodigy. As long as he enters a fighting state, he will only become braver and stronger as he fights.
To fight against such a person, one can only suppress him with absolute strength, defeat the enemy with one move, and not give him the chance to fight a protracted battle.
Otherwise, the longer he fights, the more condensed and pure his martial arts will will be, and the superimposed power will become more terrifying. Even if there are no unique moves, just an ordinary palm or punch, he can exert unparalleled terrifying power. ! "
Lian Xing said nervously: "So, Xiao Feng is going to win, but I lost the bet?"
Song Xuan hummed, "He will most likely win.
Xuanji's strategy was wrong. If the martial arts master shamelessly attacked in a group without giving Xiao Feng a chance to increase his palm power and increase his fighting spirit, they might be able to defeat him in one fell swoop.
But unfortunately, Xuanji and the others, as well as the heads of several sects, maintained their identities and were somewhat embarrassed. They did not take action immediately, and the best opportunity was missed. "
Hearing what he said, A'Zhu was immediately overjoyed. She didn't care about the loss of chips if she lost. How could that book be as important as Brother Qiao's safety?
Even if there was no such thing as a bet, she would still find an opportunity to give away the scriptures.
Sister Song Qian’s life-saving grace has not been forgotten by her.
In Zhuangzi, the battle became fierce. Xiao Feng became more and more courageous as he fought. Seven or eight master-level experts were knocked back by the golden dragon in his palm, and they were suddenly in a mess.
On the other hand, Yao Yue was surprised and said: "I thought he was so powerful and the martial arts he practiced was definitely extraordinary, but how could I see that the internal skills and mental techniques he practiced were very ordinary?"
"It's very ordinary!" Song Qian also saw it.
"This is normal!" Song Xuan said with a smile: "Although Xiao Feng learned from Shaolin Xuan Ku, Shaolin is very wary of him. Even if his master Xuan Ku taught him only the most common Shaolin mental skills.
If someone else practices this ordinary mental method, I am afraid that the highest level in this life will only stop at the innate realm.
But it was under this situation that Xiao Feng mastered the skills unexpectedly.
His martial arts aptitude was too terrifying. Later, he mastered the Eighteen Palms of the Beggar Clan to Subdue the Dragon. From the outside to the inside, practicing both inside and outside, he suddenly found a martial arts path that was most suitable for him, and was promoted to the master level! "
"This kind of person is simply a born god of war!"
Song Qian was also a little impressed, "The world's heroes are like the crucian carp crossing the river, they should not be underestimated."
As she said that, she let out a breath, "Fortunately, my brother is the best in the world, but it doesn't affect my ability to walk sideways in the world!"
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