Comprehensive martial arts: Infinitely simplified, the sword crushes Li Hanyi at the beginning

Chapter 379 Qiao Feng versus Duan Yanqing

In the lobby of Yuelai Inn.

Countless people from all walks of life gathered here, and among them, the most eye-catching people were undoubtedly the two people sitting in the middle of the lobby having a drink with each other.

One of them is tall and tall, with disheveled hair, and is very bold. The other is dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth. There is a hint of nobility on his body, and he seems to come from a wealthy family.

The two of them drank together as if there was no one around. In the lobby, the eyes of many people in the world were firmly fixed on the two of them. To be precise, they should be firmly fixed on the burly man.

Just because this person is none other than Qiao Feng, the former helper of the Beggar Clan whose identity as a Khitan was revealed not long ago.

Among the crowd, a vague voice suddenly came out: "Qiao Feng, no, Xiao Feng, you, a Khitan thief, still dare to come here, aren't you afraid that the Shaolin monks will kill you?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Feng's expression suddenly changed, he slammed his generous palm on the table, stood up angrily, and scanned the crowd with his eyes.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife. No one dared to look at Qiao Feng wherever he passed.

After scanning around, Qiao Feng finally withdrew his gaze and said loudly: "Now, Shaolin is going to hold a hero meeting to discuss the conquest of Dark River and Luowang. I, Qiao Feng, have been taught martial arts by Master Xuanku of Shaolin. I am deeply grateful for this kindness. I don’t dare to forget each other, so I naturally want to help out.”

"If you have any opinions about me, Qiao Feng, you can come to me to argue after the Heroes Conference. However, don't let Qiao hear these insults now."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he slashed his palm downward with his backhand. The palm wind was powerful and left a deep palm print directly on the ground.

As soon as this palm came out, many people in the arena were frightened. They all fell silent, turned their heads, and no longer dared to look at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng smoothed his clothes and was about to take a seat.

Suddenly, among the crowd, the ethereal voice from before came again.

"Haha, you Khitan dog thief, how can you dare to talk nonsense about helping Shaolin? I think you are doing it to protect your own face."

"Looking for death." Qiao Feng was furious. He suddenly raised his right arm, turned his five fingers into claws, and used the skill of capturing the dragon to grab a room on the second floor.

"boom"!

There was a violent roar, the door and window of the room on the second floor were broken, and a man holding an iron staff was grabbed out of the air by Qiao Feng's dragon-capturing hand.

He jumped over the railing and fell heavily to the ground on the first floor.

"This is Tan Qing, the soul-chasing staff."

Among the crowd, someone recognized the identity of the man with the iron stick.

"Hiding his head but showing his tail, he insulted Qiao with ventriloquism in secret. He deserves to be killed." Qiao Feng looked at Tan Qing with murderous intent on his face.

"You...how did you see through me"? Tan Qing asked with some fear.

"Bah, you're just trying to hide it from Qiao's eyes," Qiao Feng spat disdainfully.

Tan Qing looked horrified and wanted to struggle to stand up, but was restrained to the ground by Qiao Feng's dragon-capturing hand, unable to move.

"At the foot of Mount Song, a pure place of Buddhism, Qiao didn't want to start killing people, but you insulted me over and over again, and I couldn't keep you."

As Qiao Feng spoke, he swung down the palm of his right hand.

Tan Qing was frightened, her face turned pale, and big beads of sweat broke out from her forehead.

He turned to look in the direction of the second floor and shouted: "Master, save me."

As he finished speaking, an iron staff came through the air from the direction of the second floor and struck Qiao Feng's right palm.

"Sa".

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the iron staff became powerful and heavy. Qiao Feng's expression also changed slightly. He gave up his plan to continue killing Tan Qing and turned to face the iron staff.

The flesh palm and the iron staff fought hard, but Qiao Feng's figure remained motionless and the iron staff was hit back.

It landed on the figure on the second floor again.

Qiao Feng looked up and saw an ugly-looking man with disabled legs looking at him.

Behind the ugly man were three other strange-looking people.

There was a coquettish woman in all her glory, a thin man with a vulgar face, and a short man holding a pair of big iron shears.

"Master Qiao, my disciple is ignorant and has offended you. I hope Master Qiao has more knowledge and is not as knowledgeable as a junior." The ugly man's voice was also vague and ventriloquism.

Qiao Feng's eyes flashed: "Four evil men".

Hearing this, a burst of noisy exclamations suddenly broke out among the crowd.

"What, the four villains, they are here too."

"The four villains are all highly skilled in martial arts, especially Duan Yanqing, who has a record of evil deeds. It is said that he is already a half-step master on land. If Qiao Feng faces them, he doesn't know who will win."

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses. When the Khitans and Xixia Yipintang fight against each other, it's just dog bites dog."

On the other side, when Duan Yu saw his eldest brother confronting others, he also stepped forward to stand on the front line with Qiao Feng and said, "If you want to bully my eldest brother, you must get through me first."

On the second floor, Duan Yanqing's eyes caught sight of Duan Yu, and he instantly felt cold and a trace of murderous intent emerged.

Duan Yu suddenly felt a chill on his body, and Qiao Feng was already standing in front of him.

"This person has insulted me over and over again. It would be a bit too cheap to let me let him go just because of your words."

"Haha", Duan Yanqing said with a smile: "Then I will learn from Qiao Daxia's clever tricks."

After saying that, the aura from his body surged out, and he confronted Qiao Feng in the air.

The momentum of the two people met in mid-air, and a burst of roaring sound instantly erupted, and an invisible storm spread out in the inn.

At the door, Su Qingxuan and his party watched this scene with interest.

Huang Rong leaned close to Su Qingxuan's ear and asked in a low voice: "Brother Qingxuan, who do you think will win?"

Su Qingxuan looked at Qiao Feng and Duan Yanqing, and then said: "Qiao Feng wins."

Su Qingxuan has already seen that the cultivation levels of Qiao Feng and Duan Yanqing are both at the level of half a step on land.

But the difference is that Qiao Feng's cultivation is profound and perfect, and he is only a hair away from a real land god, but Duan Yanqing has just stepped onto the land.

Moreover, with Qiao Feng's God of War physique, his combat power may be higher than his displayed cultivation.

If the two of them really start a fight, Duan Yanqing will definitely not be Qiao Feng's opponent.

"Really"? Huang Rong had some doubts on her face.

However, the next second, the confrontation between Duan Yanqing and Qiao Feng had already concluded.

Qiao Feng was still standing there, as steady as Mount Tai. On the second floor, Duan Yanqing's body swayed and he took a few steps back.

The remaining three of the four evil villains quickly stretched out their hands to support Duan Yanqing.

"Wow, if you dare to bully the boss, I'll cut you off." Yue Laosan, the crocodile god of the South China Sea, waved his big iron scissors and prepared to kill Qiao Feng.

As soon as he took a step, Duan Yanqing stopped him with an iron staff.

"You are no match for him."

As he said that, he looked at Qiao Feng again, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Qiao Daxia is indeed very skilled. I am no match. Tan Qing is at your disposal."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the house, paying no attention to the life and death of his disciple Tan Qing.

"Master, Master, save me..." Before Tan Qing could finish begging for mercy, he was killed by Qiao Feng with a palm.

At the door, Huang Rong clicked her tongue and said, "Brother Qingxuan, your guess is really accurate."

Su Qingxuan shook his head, said nothing, and walked straight towards the inn counter.