"Good Kung Fu, a flying sword with a snap of your finger!"

"Who can you ask who is helping me?"

When Qiao Feng saw a master coming to help, he immediately laughed loudly.

At the same time, you can see at a glance that the rosary seems to be a hidden weapon, but in fact it can be seen in the sword path.

"Tianlong Temple, watch!"

Whoosh!

The sound has not fallen, and the person has arrived.

Xiao Ting swept forward quickly, and his leg lifting movement was extremely small, as if he just slipped past the ground.

The hands were waving casually like a butterfly. Every time they shot down, a man in black would be beaten up and hit the rocks or big trees.

The gravel was only scattered, and the screams were repeated.

Of course, there are also top experts among the men in black.

One of them actually mastered the secret of stacking force. He slapped out his left palm and quickly followed him. When his left palm retracted, he added it to the palm power of his right palm...

He went out his palms in a row like wave after wave, pushing the back waves forward and exerting force at the same time.

By the time the palm power came to the other side, the power had been superimposed several times!

But he was facing Xiao Ting.

Both hands are like playing a piano, twenty or thirty Buddhist beads fly out while playing the fingers, and then controlled with spiritual gravity to form a "sword energy net" that can be retracted and released as you wish.

This is also the most time when Xiao Ting controls the sword energy rosary at the same time!

The overwhelming Buddhist beads shot towards him with sword energy, and the leader in black had to keep slapping beside him and resisted with his palm power.

Retreat again and again.

But the retreat has an end.

Finally, Qiao Feng swung his hands suddenly and slapped the top of his head. The sky spirit cover shattered and died on the spot.

The remaining men in black shouted in unison, panic and angry.

The morale of the Beggars' Sect was greatly boosted and everyone was applauding.

Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, was injured and sat on a rock. He sincerely exclaimed: "Feng'er is already twenty-five years old. In his prime, it is normal to have such strength and martial arts. However, this little master in white should be less than sixteen, but he already has such domineering skills. It is really the only thing I have seen in my life!"

"Yes, kill one person in ten steps, and don't keep his white clothes. There are such amazing people in the world!"

Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the gang who was also injured by internal injuries and was unable to fight again, could not help but nodded: "Fortunately, there is this strong support, otherwise the Beggars' Sect would be in danger today."

Qiao Feng was originally a Khitan, and he had a crazy nature in his bones.

At this time, after being stimulated by the battlefield where flesh and blood fly, he immediately took action like crazy, slashing horizontally and slashing vertically with his palms, and his power was unstoppable.

Coupled with Xiao Ting's swift fingers of his fingers...

The corpse of the man in black quickly lay all over the ground, some of which had broken bones and some were covered with blood.

"retreat!"

After a while, the man in black finally couldn't withstand the casualties.

The leader glared at Xiao Ting and Qiao Feng hatefully. If it weren't for them, the senior leaders of the Beggars' Sect would have been beaten up today.

At that time, even if the Beggars' Sect does not die, they will be seriously damaged, and there is no need to worry about it.

Although the invading enemy was defeated, the disciples of the Beggar Gang also suffered heavy casualties.

Therefore, the man in black could only let go and retreat and was unable to continue chasing.

Qiao Feng walked straight to Xiao Ting and laughed and bowed: "The guard of Tianlong Guan, it is indeed worthy of his reputation. Thank you for your help today. The Beggars' Sect is grateful."

"It's just a matter of raising hands, nothing to mention."

Xiao Ting also replied with a smile: "Elder Chen, who is helping the Gusu branch, has helped me a lot. This time, the Beggars' Sect is in trouble, so it is natural for me to take action."

"It turns out that the master and the Beggars' Sect have long been friends."

When Qiao Feng heard this, he was surprised and happy and said, "My little master, you are profound in martial arts, generous and generous in character. I have never met such a peerless person in my life. I feel quite like I see it at first sight. How about we become Jinlan brothers?"

"good!"

Before Xiao Ting could give an answer, the disciples of the Beggars' Gang all cheered and cheered.

This is how the gangsters in the world are. They draw their swords at each other when they don’t see each other.

I saw each other and my passion was rising. It was normal to become a sworn brother when I met for the first time.

Wang Jiantong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, also smiled and said, "My little master, why are you hesitating? Could it be that you look down on me, Beggars' Sect?"

He naturally has his own abacus.

Xiao Ting was young and had world-class strength, and his future achievements were even more limitless.

It is naturally of great benefit to win over such a peerless person, both for Qiao Feng and the Beggars' Sect.

"The little monk had to...be respectful than obey!"

Xiao Ting is actually not that passionate about swornship, and he is not the nerd Duan Yu.

But now the entire Beggars' Sect is watching, and if he doesn't agree, it will be too disgraceful.

Qiao Feng is obviously older than Xiao Ting, so he is naturally his elder brother.

At that moment, I put the soil into incense and bowed to the sky for eight times. One of them was called "Brother" and the other was called "Brother".

Then...

Wang Jiantong handed over the dog-beating stick to Qiao Feng in front of all the elders and helmsmen of the Beggar Gang, which meant that the position of the Beggar Gang leader was also passed to him!

If it weren't for Qiao Feng, the Beggars' Sect would be doomed this time.

Wang Jiantong has been aging and sick in recent years, and has long been unable to manage the entire Beggars' Sect, and it is also a popular choice to pass the throne to Qiao Feng.

Of course, it is inevitable that senior elderly people are dissatisfied.

But under the general trend, no matter how unacceptable it is, you can only endure it.

After the major affairs of the Beggars' Gang were finished, Qiao Feng walked towards Xiao Ting as soon as possible and said with a smile: "It's getting late. My brother follows me down the mountain and into the city. Let's find an inn to drink..."

Halfway through his words, Qiao Feng suddenly stopped and slapped his head: "It's because of my brother's stupidity. My brother is a monk, so he naturally doesn't drink."

"Brother Qiao is wrong."

Wang Yuyan stood beside Xiao Ting with grace and smiled: "This little master Guanshou is not happy with all his flesh. He once said such words as 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha keeps it in his heart'."

Qiao Feng looked at Xiao Ting in surprise when he heard this, as if he had never expected that his hypocritical "saint monk" in white was actually a wine and meat monk who did not follow the rules.

After pondering for a little, Qiao Daxia suddenly slapped Xiao Ting on the shoulder: "What a wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart. Tonight, we brothers drink big bowls of wine and eat meat in big mouthfuls. We don't get drunk and don't return. Let the Buddha keep his mind forever!"

“…”

Wang Yuyan blinked and suddenly felt like she was too much.

However, a sly smile appeared on his face soon.

For some reason, the more Xiao Ting broke the precepts, the happier she became.

…………

The whale sucks and drinks wildly, and you will stop drunk.

When encountering a huge number of Qiao Fengs, Xiao Ting could only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

In fact, he could force the smell of alcohol out of his fingers like Duan Yu in the original plot.

It refers to the lineage of swordsmanship and the six-mechanical divine sword. It is not too easy to force wine out of the body.

But cheating like that would be too boring. In ancient times, Xiao Ting really didn't believe that he could lose.

However, it turns out that drinking too much wine with a low degree can still be intoxicating.

The sun rises to the pole, and you will wake up in a dream...

Xiao Ting woke up and found that his head was actually resting on Wang Yuyan's thighs, and his hands were still holding the other person's waist tightly.

"I...this!"

Xiao Ting was shocked. In ancient times, men and women did not get along with each other, and this kind of contact was already a very cross-line behavior.

Wang Yuyan's face turned red, but she still explained softly: "Don't worry, I'll be a pillow for the little master all night. You didn't do anything beastly."

“Not done?”

Xiao Ting shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "What a pity, I missed the opportunity."

Wang Yuyan: “…”

While Xiao Ting was speaking, he habitually sank his divine mind into his mind to check the attribute panel. He found that his personal optional task "Famous Jianghu" had been completed.

After being promoted by the Beggar Gang disciples, his reputation in the northern world spread rapidly, reaching the level of "famous all over the world".

The rewarded achievement title is - Divine Sword Monk!
To be continued...