It’s not that the Xixia samurai didn’t fight back, but the roots couldn’t get close to two zhangs, and watching the monk rampage could stop him

Killing ten people in a hundred paces without blood is like killing a god in white!
The officer with a big nose screamed in his heart when he saw this horror. I knew this monk was so powerful. Why did I provoke him? I can’t escape now, so I might as well …
Bang!
The master of this class knelt down and shouted "Master, forgive me, I surrender!" "
"Huh?"
Qin Changfeng also thought that he would lay down his life like his Xixia warrior, but he didn’t expect to be such a soft egg.
"Kill my compatriots surrender can die? How can it be so good! "
At this time, there was a dense pace ahead, and at the same time, some people were angry and saw a group of flowers led by a big man.
"Joe Wang?" Qin Changfeng smiled in the first two steps.
The big fellow is a tall man in his mid-twenties, wearing an old gray cloth robe, which is slightly shabby, with heavy eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and wide mouth. Although he is a little young, his face is quite weathered, cold eyes and great prestige.
Those who are so old and have such dignity in the Beggars’ Sect can choose another one besides Qiao Feng.
Qin Changfeng looked at the international situation, and it was most likely that Qiao Feng’s big fellow came to the front and suddenly raised his hand with a clot, which was taken by Huo Ran at a distance of nearly ten feet.
Whistling in the palm of your hand, vaguely hearing dragons is the method of lowering the dragon’s palm!
As mentioned earlier, although these melee palm techniques are exquisite, the palm force is extremely difficult to separate from the body, and the farther away they are, the weaker their power is. However, this palm is really imposing, and the wind blows like a knife. It can be seen that Joe Wang’s skill is already very deep at this time.
Qin Changfeng stood still, and his left hand grasped his fist with five fingers, which was also split out with one hand.
"Bang!"
"when!"
Two different sounds sounded almost at the same time, and dozens of people around him looked at the white monk in order, except indecision, which was full of color.
It turns out that not only the front palm is blocked by him, but also the Xixia people sneak attack!
The big fellow was chopped back two steps by Qin Changfeng’s palm, and he was also slightly stunned. He immediately laughed. "What a deep palm! What a king kong is not bad! I can’t believe that I haven’t seen Shaolin stunts in a hundred years and I have reappeared in the Jianghu. Joe is lucky to see the reality today. I wonder which Shaolin monk is face to face?"
"A monk is not worthy to be a poor monk, Shaolin Huiyu’s teacher, Xuan Ku." Qin Changfeng responded and stretched out his hand to sneak a sneak attack, and Xixia officers carried it out from behind with a neck and a chicken.
Just now, Joe Wang just saw that he secretly pulled out a dagger and wanted to sneak attack Qin Changfeng.
However, Qin Changfeng deliberately blocked the route, and it was already known that the Holy Spirit Dan really upgraded the indestructible magic to the fifth floor. At the end of the world, he was afraid of an ordinary warrior’s sneak attack.
Besides, he kept this man and didn’t let Qiao Feng kill him.
At the same time, after listening to Qin Changfeng’s answer, Qiao Feng was pleasantly surprised and said, "It turned out that it was Master Xuan Ku’s apprentice, so it is no wonder that Shaolin stunts with such strong skills are worthy of the name."
He’s been studying in Xuan Ku for ten years, and his feelings are very strong. Hearing that Qin Changfeng is Xuan Ku’s brother is like seeing a brother. Where is the unkind truth? It’s also a barrier to compliment. Anyway, it’s embarrassing to praise one’s own family.
"Where is the poor monk should also call a brother is" Qin Changfeng quietly up.
At this time, it has been solved that the younger brother of Yu samurai’s beggar gang leaned over and helped nine old beggars with a smile. "Master, we can get news and come to Xixia reinforcements. Maybe we should not stay here too long, or we should catch up after we get back to the military camp."
Qin Changfeng can’t have been stunned by his slapping. The officers walked side by side with Qiao Feng, and the footsteps were as light as flying a man with a hundred pounds.
Did the Beggars’ Brothers marvel at the thought that their former Wang was repelled by this horribly young monk’s palm? The Song elder couldn’t help asking, "Dare you ask the master what skill is the Shaolin master’s skill to subdue the dragon palm?"
Qin Changfeng knew that they were a little angry and directly explained, "But once the palm technique of Sumi Mountain is practiced, it can be far and near, and the palm force can be weakened. Just now, it was really a poor monk who took advantage of it. If the senior brother is close to three feet, the result will be hard to say."
Chapter one hundred and seventy Monks become demons
Hudi, yellow sand, cold wind and cold moon
It’s the night of the border village, and the beggar brothers have just had a good drink around the bonfire. Only Wang Qiao and the elder Song, who have profound skills, are still conscious.
Qin Changfeng and Xu Zhu, the two monks who substitute tea for wine, are naturally slightly drunk.
Qiao Feng pointed to an officer tied to a stake and said, "Brother Huiyu doesn’t know if you insist on keeping this Xixia Tatar alive?"
Real Xuan Ku once had a strict order for him not to reveal his Shaolin, but since he had been told by Qin Changfeng as soon as they met, he naturally didn’t need to hide it.
Qin Changfeng glanced gently, and when the elders of the Beggars’ Sect and Xuzhu looked at themselves, they laughed. "I’m going to wipe out Xixia by him!"
"What?" They smell speech cried qi qi consternation.
Elder Gong and Elder Song even asked, "I don’t know if the master has a clever plan?"
Qin Changfeng shook his head gently. "It’s not yet time. If someone delivers a letter to your school and ambushes it in four or five years, it should be the success of the poor monk plan."
"Do you want to sneak into a class in disguise?" Qiao Feng sink a way
Qin Changfeng smiled, "Brother is really in a hole."
Elder Song looked awestruck. "Master, do you know that one hall is the gathering place of Xixia masters?"
Qin Changfeng said calmly, "I’ve seen the so-called Jianghu experts all the way west from Shaolin, but it’s hard to recruit an enemy. I may not be able to hide in a deep hole, but if I want to go, can I stop it?"
At this time, I looked at this young monk who looked indifferent, and everyone said it again.
Say what, monk? Are you too confident?