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Xiong Yang, the young leader, was young and vigorous, walked out of the crowd, and pointed at everyone angrily: "You unreasonable fools, do you want to fight in a group, or do you want to fight alone?"

When the people of the five factions saw him provoking, they were not far behind. Originally, they were going to attack the Lefeng faction together, but seeing his arrogant appearance, it was really angry not to teach him a lesson.

Duan Heyu thought to himself, anyway, today's Lefeng faction is dead, so it is better to fight them one by one first. This greatly humiliated the other party, and it was even more relieved, so he pointed to a person and invited him to fight.

That person was the deputy head of the Wushan faction, with a beard on his face, and he cultivated to the innate realm.

The two immediately started fighting.

Xiong Yang's boxing style is as short as his temper, straight and straight, and it is a completely lifeless fight. In this way, it made it difficult for the deputy head of the Wushan faction, who had rich combat experience, to be restrained.

"You kid, since you want to die, Lao Tzu will fulfill you. ”

The eyes of the deputy head of the Wushan faction flashed. This time, Xiong Yang's fist did not dodge or dodge, and a poisonous palm force had hit Xiong Yang's heart.

It's a one-dead, one-wounded play.

Before the disciples of the Lefeng Sect could exclaim, they saw their young master smile faintly and suddenly withdrew.

The deputy head of the Wushan faction used too much force this time, and he didn't have time to fight back. As a result, he was knocked backwards by Xiong Yang's heavy punch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"The young master is good, kill this dog offal!"

The disciples of the Lefeng faction cheered up. Today may be the last time they will consider themselves disciples of the Lefeng Sect. In the face of the enemy, what else can be said?

In the crowd, Tang Fengyue smiled. Xiong Yang's unintentional move may become the key to breaking the situation today.

Duan Heyu snorted: "Xiong Shao's head really has the style of a father. Who's going to fight next?"

The crowd responded. A big man came out, and this person was a master of the Nine Bamboo Sect.

Obviously, the big man is much more difficult to deal with than the deputy head of the Wushan faction. He also took a masculine path, relying on his profound skills, and slowly pressed Xiong Yang to the downside.

"Three Yang Palms!"

Xiong Yang's palm power was hot and hot, and he made a move against the big man, but he shook and retreated. The big man immediately stormed up.

Xiong Yang was beaten to vomit blood, but he refused to take half a step back. Today is a matter of life and death for the Lefeng faction, so let him, the young master, be the first to die, to set an example.

With an unyielding will, Xiong Yang withstood the serial offensive of the big man.

Behind him, hundreds of Lefeng Sect disciples shouted in unison. Xiong Yang smiled heroically, and took advantage of the great man's internal strength to be greatly damaged, and he insisted on injuring the other party.

The big man didn't want to fight to the death, so he hugged his fists and said: "Xiong Shao is a gentleman, although he is hostile, he also admires it very much." "Retreat into the crowd.

"Concession. ”

Xiong Yang responded with a fist.

"Hehe, what's in the way, do you think that if you stop at the front, your Lefeng faction won't have to die today?" An old man with a gloomy face walked out, a master of the scorpion faction.

A gust of wind blows.

The master of the poisonous scorpion sect cultivates the poisonous scorpion palm, and the palm wind is extremely poisonous, and the middle one will rot his body at the lightest, and the heavy one will fall to the ground and die.

Everyone in the Le Feng faction looked at the young master with a worried face.

Xiong Yang had fought two games in a row before, and he was already seriously injured, so he persevered in one breath. The eerie old man's skill was far superior to him, and he was powerless to resist when he slapped his palm.

"My life is at stake. ”

When Xiong Yang was dying, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Less in charge!"

The crowd behind him screamed in mourning, and many people wanted to draw their swords and shoot. But was stopped by Xiong Dahai: "My son died for the sect, but he died a well-deserved death." If you have a son like this, what more can you ask for!"

Xiong Dahai also laughed, but a pair of tiger eyes contained tears.

"Die!"

The gloomy old man of the Scorpion Sect smiled tyrannically.

At this moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly flashed. Xiong Yang was pulled away and avoided the fatal palm.

"Who are you who dare to make trouble?" The gloomy old man saw that he was a handsome young man, and he didn't think about it, so he attacked it with one palm.

Tang Fengyue didn't look at him, he carried the fire cloud palm, and a purple fire rushed out. Suddenly, the gloomy old man howled miserably, fell to the ground and rolled non-stop.

Everyone was amazed by his hand.

"Thank you brother Tai for saving your life. It's just that Xiong Yang will die today, and this favor can only be repaid in the next life. ”

Xiong Yang smiled helplessly.

Tang Fengyue shook her head: "I don't like to do loss-making business. Since I have saved you, your life is mine, and no one wants you to die. ”

Xiong Yang was stunned.

Tang Fengyue looked at Xiong Dahai, who was grateful, and said with a smile: "Master Xiong, I have a clever plan to get your Lefeng faction out of the dead end." ”

"Young man, please speak. ”

Not only Xiong's father and son were interested, but everyone present listened to it. The tense atmosphere has stagnated.

In the crowd, Meng Anping, the master of the Eight Poles Gate, changed his face slightly.

Tang Fengyue smiled: "It's very simple. As long as the bear master swears here, from now on to draw a clear line with Sanssouci Valley, and make every effort to track down the sins committed by the evil thief Tang Fengyue, I believe that everyone present will forgive the Lefeng faction. And as long as the bear boss is fair, Sanssouci Valley can't do anything about the Lefeng faction. ”

When Xiong Dahai heard this, he was immediately furious: "Bastard! Xiong has received great favor from the lord of Tang Valley, so he has today." How can he betray Engong for the sake of his life and do unkind, unrighteous and disloyal things! Shaoxia saved the child, Xiong was grateful. But today's matter, please don't worry about it, save yourself by mistake. ”

Tang Fengyue smiled and said, "Bear Zhangmen doesn't think about the life and death of the brother behind him?"

Before Xiong Dahai could speak, many disciples of the Lefeng faction shouted: "I will follow in the footsteps of the head of the sect and live and die with the Lefeng faction!" Of course, there were also some people who showed hesitation.

Tang Fengyue saw everything in her eyes, turned her head to Meng Anping and said, "Master Mengmen, can you agree with what I just said?"

Meng Anping's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he smiled generously, and said, "If there are disciples of the Lefeng Sect who have reformed their evil and returned to righteousness, we will naturally welcome them. ”

Tang Fengyue nodded and looked at the Lefeng Sect disciple.

"We want to change our ways. ”

It didn't take long for several disciples to stand up. There are two if there is one. After a while, more than two hundred people, nearly a hundred of them, formed a team and walked to the side of the five factions.

"You, you traitors. ”

The remaining Lefeng Sect disciples had incredulous faces on their faces, and angrily pointed at the detached disciples.

"Hmph! Tang Fengyue's dog thief has done a lot of injustice himself, why should we be affected by him?" The group of disciples who broke away were righteous, but instead looked at those disciples who were holding on like fools.

Xiong Dahai sighed silently, but he didn't stop the resentment.

Meng Anping was proud in his heart, and said to Tang Fengyue: "Young man, Meng has done what you wanted." Next, please step away. There are some sects that no longer need to exist. ”

Tang Fengyue ignored him, but said loudly to the surroundings: "Xiao Ritian is here, I am willing to replace Xiong Shao in charge and face all the heroes." ”

Meng Anping frowned, seeing that he didn't know how to advance or retreat, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Xiong Yang's face changed, and he immediately said, "Brother Xiao can't." This is a matter for my Lefeng faction, and I can't implicate you. ”

Tang Fengyue pushed with his hand, and a soft but unstoppable force had pushed Xiong Yang to Xiong Dahai's side. The voice came from afar: "Master Xiong, don't forget, your life is mine." ”

Xiong Yang's heart was beating faster, looking at the background from afar, he felt his blood boiling, and shouted: "Brother Xiao!"

Xiong's father and son were moving, and there was already someone in front of them to deal with Tang Fengyue.

"Xiao Ritian, it's you who are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me for waiting. ”

It was the deputy head of the Jiuzhu faction who made the move. This person's innate double cultivation, coupled with his extremely good fighting, is three points higher than that of the late master.

"Nine Bamboo Hearts!"

The deputy head of the Nine Bamboo Sect made a bamboo pole. With the blessing of internal force, the bamboo pole became indestructible, stabbing towards Tang Fengyue with lightning speed.

Tang Fengyue knew that this battle must be won simply and thoroughly, in order to maximize the momentum of the Lefeng faction. The purple true qi was running, holding the white dragon spear in his hand, and he directly smashed it out with a domineering blow.

Boom!

The bamboo pole, which blessed all the internal forces of the deputy head of the Nine Bamboo Sect, was immediately smashed. The deputy head of the Jiuzhu faction was also smashed out by the huge force on the gun, and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and the whole person was stupid.

In front of the Lefeng faction, everyone was shocked by this sudden and unexpected scene.

This Xiao Ritian, who is obviously only at the peak of Zhou Tianjing's cultivation, defeated the deputy head of the Nine Bamboo Sect with one shot, this is too brittle, right?!

The people of the five factions are concerned about the killing of the head of the family, and they have not heard of the hot news that Xiao Fanatic fought the 32nd Lang of the Gong family alone last night.

However, many of the onlookers already knew. There were even some people who witnessed the battle last night and immediately shouted, "What a Xiao maniac!"

Many people don't know why, but with the telling of some insiders, last night's incident quickly spread among the crowd. At this moment, Mo said that it was a guest from the rivers and lakes, and even the nearly 1,000 people from the five factions were all shocked.

"What, Brother Xiao actually won the thirty-two outstanding sons of the Zhonggong family of the five clans in the Central Plains by himself, this is ......" Xiong Yang was receiving treatment, and his eyes widened slightly at this time.

Xiong Dahai sighed: "Such a good talent and beautiful quality, why bother to wade into this troubled water!"

Meng Anping, the master of the Eight Poles Sect, had a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Shaoxia, you are a genius, and the future is limitless. Standing in the camp of the Lefeng faction today, are you not afraid of destroying your future and being better than martial arts?"

Tang Fengyue laughed: "Xiao does things, but he has a clear conscience." If the rivers and lakes don't have a place for me, Xiao will use the gun in his hand to make a piece of land by himself. ”

Crazy, crazy!

Everyone looked at each other.

Previously, the deputy head of the Jiuzhu faction couldn't even hold a shot in the hands of this young man, and when he heard about this son's record last night, no one dared to appear for a while.

Meng Anping looked around, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly walked forward, spreading his hands: "Since Xiao Shaoxia insists on doing this, then why don't you let Meng Mou come and learn your tricks." ”

Meng Anping, the master of the Eight Pole Gate, has a congenital four-fold cultivation, and is known for his martial arts with a set of Eight Pole Hands. The most important thing is that Meng Anping is not the deputy gang leader of the Jiuzhu faction. He is only in his thirties, and his qualifications as a young man were top-notch.

A trace of cold aura emanated from Meng Anping's body, and even the air pressure around him seemed to be lower.

Outside the crowd, there was a sound of footsteps. (To be continued.) )