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

Dongfang Bai followed closely.

Soon, the backyard was surrounded by many disciples of the Ming Cult.

"what happened?"

Dongfang Bai asked with a frown.

Qiao Feng waved his hand and asked the disciples to disperse.

"They all withdrew. It was Master Wu who failed to control the timing."

After everyone left, Xiao Zhao whispered, "Master, there seems to be something wrong with that scale."

Qiao Feng nodded, "Indeed, this scale had not moved before. I just thought that no one had found a way to use it, so I asked Wu Qi Master to use its heat-generating properties to reforge the sword. I didn't expect that he would activate the other side of this scale."

Qiao Feng struck Wu Jincao several times from a distance, and an icy aura enveloped him.

This was caused by Qiao Feng using the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

This martial art is called Six Yang Palm, but it is actually Yin Yang Palm. After it is perfected, Yin and Yang are intertwined, and cold and heat alternate at will. It can emit hot palm power, and can also condense ice, which is quite mysterious.

Wu Jincao finally recovered and the pain in his body was greatly reduced.

"Thank you, Master."

He looked at the scale with lingering fear, and told the truth without waiting for Qiao Feng to ask.

"Master, I just used this scale to melt the Dragon Slaying Sword and made a blade blank for forging.

"Unexpectedly, the scales next to me suddenly burst into terrifying heat. I was unable to react in time and was burned. Fortunately, the burst only lasted for a moment, otherwise I might not be able to see the leader."

Qiao Feng took a few steps forward and looked at the red scales lying on the ground.

This scale now seemed to be stained with blood, which was slightly different from before, and the high temperature it emitted was also a bit more terrifying.

With the temperature like this, even Qiao Feng couldn’t guarantee that he would be able to bring anything back if he went to Spirit Snake Island again.

It seems that the temperature has only increased a little, but the internal energy consumed to isolate the temperature has more than doubled.

"You guys step back for a moment."

Qiao Feng pondered for a long time and then spoke.

Dongfang Bai, Xiao Zhao and Wu Jincao all stepped back and looked at Qiao Feng from afar.

They were also very curious and wanted to see how Qiao Feng would handle it.

Qiao Feng looked solemnly and raised his hand to pick up the scale.

The violent heat came towards him, burning through Qiao Feng's protective Qi.

But he had already activated the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power, and his body turned dark gold and was not burned.

Qiao Feng became furious and raised his hand to slap the scales.

Kaka...

The scales seemed to be irritated and made strange noises, but were otherwise intact.

A beam of red blood light rushed out and hit Qiao Feng's face, but he grabbed it.

If this really happened, I'm afraid Qiao Feng would be disfigured.

White smoke came out of Qiao Feng's palm with a puff sound, causing his face to twitch a few times.

The severe pain made him subconsciously increase his internal force output.

"Master..."

Xiao Zhao exclaimed, her face full of worry.

Dongfang Bai also looked solemn, ready to offer assistance at any time.

Suddenly, Qiao Feng's eyes emanated a powerful aura, and he suddenly put his palms together, allowing the blood light to continue burning his palms.

Boom...

A heat spread out in all directions with Qiao Feng as the center.

Dongfang Bai frowned, and immediately activated his internal energy to protect Xiao Zhao and Wu Jincao behind him.

Just because she can block it doesn’t mean Xiao Zhao and Wu Jincao can too. They will definitely be severely damaged by this scorching power.

By then it won't be as simple as disfigurement.

But after only ten breaths, beads of sweat appeared on Dongfang Bai's forehead.

"Back off."

she shouted.

Xiao Zhao and Wu Jincao quickly retreated to the rear.

But the backyard is only this big, and now it is swept by this scorching force, and the surrounding walls are beginning to shake.

A shadow slowly rose up in the center of the backyard.

The huge Dharma image was dressed in scarlet armor, with a frown on his face and angry eyes, like a god. I'm afraid that all residents within hundreds of meters could see it.

The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, the Wrath of the Fire God!

Qiao Feng let out a long roar and pushed his palms toward the sky. A fire dragon rose into the sky and slowly dissipated after several dozen feet.

Afterwards, the heat dissipated and everything returned to calm. The huge Dharma image disappeared and the courtyard was razed to the ground.

The disciples of the Ming Cult lay on the ground wailing.

Dongfang Bai looked at Qiao Feng in surprise and doubt.

At this moment, Qiao Feng closed his eyes tightly, and his skin was red.

But at this moment, Qiao Feng's mind was in a mess.

The heat almost burned his consciousness into a blur, but he suddenly heard a terrifying roar of a beast, which brought him back to clarity.

stomping on...

In the infinite distance, in a gray world, a ball of flame is rushing towards them.

Only when he got closer could Qiao Feng see clearly.

His eyes widened.

Is this... Fire Qilin?

Then the drop of blood that he just absorbed the huge amount of fire energy to practice the Fire God's Wrath, was it the blood of the Fire Qilin?

boom……

Qiao Feng only felt that the Fire Kirin hit him and passed through his body, and then he began to become illusory.

Later, he suddenly woke up.

Opening his eyes, he raised his hand and looked at his palm.

There was a blood-red scale mark on the palm of both hands, which gradually faded and disappeared.

The red color on his body also slowly faded away.

Looking around, Qiao Feng thought to himself that something was wrong.

Sure enough, countless martial arts masters came from all around, and there were more than ten grandmaster-level masters alone.

In a few days, this number will probably double.

stomping on...

More troops came in an orderly manner and surrounded the place from a distance.

"Master, let's leave this place first."

Xiao Zhao said anxiously.

Qiao Feng shook his head: "I can't leave."

If it were just someone from the martial arts world, they wouldn't dare to stop him even if I came forward.

But if so many Ming Cult disciples clashed with the Tang army in Chang'an City, it would be tantamount to declaring war.

If I am fine, those Ming Cult disciples will suffer.

It is not difficult to break into the formation alone, and it is also possible to capture the enemy leader, but if this is done, the Ming Cult may be labeled as a demon cult again.

"Don't worry, just follow me."

After pondering for a few breaths, Qiao Feng picked up the two halves of the Yitian Sword and the half-forged Dragon Slaying Sword and walked outside.

With the intervention of the Tang Dynasty army, these martial artists gave face to the Tang Dynasty and did not break into the center.

But they all understood that something strange must have happened.

Either a treasure is born, or someone has cultivated supernatural powers.

Qiao Feng caught a glimpse of the figure sitting on the leading horse from afar and smiled.

Many Ming Cult disciples followed behind Qiao Feng without saying a word.

"May I ask what sect you belong to? Why did you cause unrest in Chang'an?"

A general next to the man shouted.

When Qiao Feng took a look, he realized that this man had already reached the level of a grandmaster, and he thought that he was here to protect the leader.

Qiao Feng raised his hand and everyone stopped.

"Ming Cult Qiao Feng is here with all the Ming Cult disciples. I have no intention of causing a disturbance today. This was an accident. I hope you can forgive me."

The leader asked, "So it's Master Qiao Feng. Then how do you explain the fire dragon vision just now? There must be a result for the harm to innocent people in Chang'an City."

Qiao Feng glanced around and said, "This leader and my subordinates were forging a precious sword here. Who knew that when the sword was almost finished, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky, causing the blade to become unstable and severely injuring the person who forged the sword, which led to this impact.

"According to my observation, only the courtyards on both sides were damaged, and there were no casualties outside of the Ming Cult. We, the Ming Cult, are willing to compensate the owners of the courtyards on both sides according to the losses."

As he spoke, Qiao Feng lifted up the knife blank and showed it to everyone. The residual heat on it had not yet dissipated.

He turned his eyes and looked at the leader and said, "Your Highness, Prince Qin, we met at Yuema Bridge three months ago and parted ways without having time to talk much.

"Our residence was accidentally destroyed tonight. Qiao is shameless and would like to ask for a place for the Mingjiao disciples to rest and recuperate."

Dongfang Bai looked at Qiao Feng in surprise.

It would be fine if he didn't clash with the Tang army, but since Qiao Feng knew Qin Wang Li Shimin, why did he speak like this?

Wouldn’t this deepen the conflict between the two sides?

The others were just as confused as Dongfang Bai, or even more confused.

But who would have thought that after Qiao Feng finished speaking, Li Shimin spoke directly after a few breaths of silence.

"Master Qiao, you are joking. If it is a misunderstanding, then we are overthinking it. I invite all the heroes of the Ming Cult to follow me to my mansion for a talk."

In the darkness of the night, they couldn't see Li Shimin's expression clearly, but after listening, their confusion turned into surprise.

Things seem to be developing beyond expectations.