Xiao Yun got the order, unfolded his carefree footwork, his body shook, and in an instant he swept in front of the big man horse, and hit the head of the big white horse with a palm without saying a word.

But at the sound of a miserable neigh, the head of the big white horse was already shattered, and the tall horse fell with a bang.

How did the big man know that Xiao Yun would make a sudden move? There was also a "shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first to capture the king", and the speed was still so fast! When he reacted, his body had already sunk suddenly.

Dahan hurriedly pressed the horse's back and got up, and with a move Dapeng spread his wings, condescendingly and viciously pounced on Xiao Yun.

When Kankan was approaching, suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and Xiao Yun had disappeared, leaving only a lot of afterimages.

As soon as the big man pounced, he knew that something was wrong, and without waiting to stand firmly, he hurriedly rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey and quickly rolled out to the left.

The speed of his reaction also made Xiao Yun hit his back with a palm that suddenly missed.

......

The other eleven horsemen were secretly surprised when they saw Xiao Yun's body like a ghost and his palm power was amazing.

Seeing that the boss missed a blow, he had already fallen into the downwind, and for fear of losing, he kept shouting and jumping off the horse.

In a moment, they were already surrounded in front of the big man.

Xiao Yun saw that the other party's martial arts were not enough, and he didn't bother to make aggressive moves. Instead, he stood aside with a blank face, waiting for the big man to get up and fight again.

Seeing that the enemy was excited, Hua Feng was afraid that Xiao Yun would not be able to support him alone, so he nodded to Meng Qi and Ren Yong, who were already gearing up.

When the two of them got the order, they immediately flashed out and stood side by side with Xiao Yun.

Meng Qi looked at the enemy coldly, and said proudly: "In Xia Mengqi, these two are my third brother Xiao Yun and fourth brother Ren Yong. My eldest brother Hua Feng's abundance, you have seen it just now, and the four of us are the 'Wind and Clouds' four young heroes you are looking for!"

"Of course, with you juniors, you are not worthy of my eldest brother's personal action, so let my three brothers come to teach you the tricks of the 'Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River'!"

......

At this time, the big man had already gotten up in embarrassment, and seeing that the other party was extremely arrogant, he only challenged twelve of his own people with three people, and he was a little bolder, and with a wave of his big hand, he shouted violently: "Go on, destroy them!"

After finishing speaking, he took out the big back machete and took the lead in rushing towards Xiao Yun.

The other eleven people were ordered, and they drew the same big-backed machetes in unison, followed closely behind the boss, and rushed forward one after another.

The footsteps of the twelve big men were heavy, and they stepped on the ground with a "knock" sound, stirring up a piece of yellow dust, but it was also quite a bit of momentum!

......

Meng Qi, Xiao Yun, and Ren Yong were unmoved, and stood back to back with great tacit understanding, forming a three-legged trend.

None of the three brothers used weapons or internal force, and they were purely physically stiff.

Like Hua Feng's thoughts, they wanted to test the actual combat effect of body refining, and at the same time, they also wanted to take the opportunity to stabilize the realm of body refining that had improved quickly.

The three brothers palmed their fists, pointed to the east and west, and greeted them with their fists on the back of the knife.

Every time it hits, there will be a burst of golden resonance.

The earthquake made the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" sway, and their arms were numb.

......

In the blink of an eye, two hundred rounds have passed.

As the battle deepened, the three Meng Qi brothers became more and more courageous, and the strength of their fists became bigger and bigger.

The "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" became more and more frightened the more they fought, and their wrists with knives became more and more numb.

After more than 300 rounds of fierce fighting, Meng Qi and the three of them suddenly shouted in unison, and their bodies flickered, and they had already split into the black-clothed crowd.

Between fists and feet, there are almost no five-in-one!

Like a tiger entering the flock, the one is invincible.

However, at tea time, the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" had all been seriously injured and fell to the ground, humming and chattering without the strength to fight again.

Hua Feng saw that the three righteous brothers cooperated quite tacitly, and he also knew his mind very well, so he couldn't help nodding secretly: The three of them have grown up very quickly, it seems that they have not experienced a lot of training in vain!

......

Hua Feng glanced at the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" expressionlessly, and snorted coldly: "All the martial arts are abolished and thrown into the grass by the roadside!"

The "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" were shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly cried and begged for mercy.

Hua Feng sneered: "Before, my second brother only killed horses and didn't hurt people, just to let you and others retreat. Who knows, you are characters who don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin!"

Seeing that everyone in the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" showed remorse, Hua Feng continued: "Before, your boss shouted that today next year will be the death day we are waiting for. In this way, if we can't wait, I'm afraid I'll lose my life here this time!"

"Now it's just abolishing your martial arts and preserving your lives, so that you can still live like ordinary people, compared to your viciousness, it's not too much, right?" Hua Feng swept his eyes and said coldly.

......

The "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" everyone panicked and was speechless.

Hua Feng said again: "After this incident, I hope you can firmly remember the phrase 'people die for money' in your minds! ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, Meng Qi and the three of them immediately made a lightning strike without hesitation.

only listened to the screams again and again, and the dantian of the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" was all abolished in an instant. Then, like a scarecrow, they were thrown into the grass by the side of the road one after another.

And the remaining eleven tall horses, leisurely gnawing on the turf by the roadside, completely unaware of the fate of their masters, have taken a sharp turn from then on.

Hua Feng and the others set off again, ignoring those handsome horses, and the right to be a new person as the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River".

......

Along the way, there was a lot of discussion.

One will say that Hua Feng is decisive, one will say that Meng Qi and the three of them are clean and neat against the enemy, one will say that the "twelve ghosts of the Yellow River" stealing chickens will not be able to reverse a handful of rice, and one will discuss the origin of this trouble......

All of a sudden, the official road was suddenly bustling, adding a bit of fun to the dull and boring itinerary.

And the "Three Tyrants of West China", who were far behind, faintly heard the sound of fighting and screaming in front of them, knowing that their plan to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf had begun to work, and their hearts couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Although he was anxious to know the results of the battle, and although he was anxious to reap the benefits, he was afraid that he would be detected by Hua Feng and others, so he didn't dare to get too close, so he was so anxious that he kept scratching his ears and cheeks!

The impatient waiting is the most unbearable.

When the front finally calmed down completely, the three of them hurriedly raised their breath and rushed forward.

In a moment, the "Huaxi Three Tyrants" had already arrived at the scene of the fight.

I saw that the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" all had blue noses and swollen faces, and they were humming and struggling to crawl out of the grass in embarrassment.

Zhang Diyuan, who was extremely disappointed, scolded "waste", rushed forward, and couldn't help but say that it was a fat beating!

After beating the "Twelve Ghosts of the Yellow River" until he was dying, he hated and hated, and after unwillingly spitting thick phlegm, he showed his body and chased after the eldest brother and the third brother.

lest the sound of horses' hooves alarm Hua Feng and others, thus ruining their own plans, the "Huaxi Three Tyrants" are also walking all the way.

It's hard for them, who are used to being domineering and domineering, to be able to afford such a long journey......