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Chapter 587 He Xie Appears

Qiao Feng was shocked and angry when he saw someone actually attacking A'Zhu. However, he was surrounded by people at this moment, and he couldn't deal with four directions at the same time with a single sword.

In desperation, he swung out the single sword in his hand, and the blade immediately sank into the chest of the sneak attack. At the same time, drinking blood angrily, he drew the blade with his bare hands, took Chen Guyan's three-section whip, and with a backhand move, blocked the single sword.

Zheng single-sworded, then withdrew his hand, and hurriedly exchanged palms with Xuan Tong.

Just as they were repelling the three of them, Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao Qian, and Sun, the three of them, shouted angrily and flew towards them. Qiao Feng waved his palms to meet them, and "hoo ho ho" he struck out three palms in a row, knocking all three of them back.

But at this moment, two people behind him attacked silently, and a spear suddenly pierced his left back shoulder, and then he was stabbed in the back of the heart with a sword.

Qiao Feng grunted, staggered a few steps, turned around like crazy and hit the two people who attacked with two palms, their brains splitting and splattering!

However, his face turned red immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he staggered a few steps, and was almost unable to stand still.

In his arms, A'Zhu burst into tears, crying and begging: "Uncle Qiao, please ignore me, leave quickly! Leave quickly!"

Qiao Feng laughed sadly: "Now that things have come to a point, they won't allow you to live anymore. Let's just die together!"

Before he finished speaking, more than ten people shouted angrily and swarmed forward. Qiao Feng shouted loudly and rushed forward again.

This fierce battle is much more intense than the one in the original plot. From the beginning to now, Qiao Feng has been fighting for more than an hour. From the beginning, he was patient and did not hurt anyone's life, until now, he is red-eyed and has almost run out of gas.

The lamp is dry.

Bang bang bang bang!

At this time, Qiao Feng no longer knew how many punches, kicks, knives and guns he had received, but he still smashed the heads of two people. Just when he was still trying to hold on and fight again, his feet suddenly went weak and he couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

Shan Zheng and others were overjoyed when they saw this. They all shouted loudly and rushed forward, slashing at him with knives!

Qiao Feng saw the blade falling, but he smiled sadly and waited calmly for death.

At this moment, an angry shout exploded like spring thunder: "Who dares to hurt my second brother?"

Before he finished speaking, a figure quickly descended from the sky, and his kick landed right on Shan Zheng's steel knife.

Shan Zheng was startled when he felt a strong force rush into his body from his arm. He couldn't hold it anymore and his body tilted. He subconsciously slapped his hand upward, but before he could stretch his arm, the person who came had already kicked him on the left shoulder.

Shan Zheng screamed and flew backwards!

The person didn't wait for the person to land on the ground, shouted angrily, and punched the two people's chests with both palms. Suddenly, the chests of the two people collapsed and flew out, knocking down a large area!

This man grabbed a thrusting spear with his backhand, swung it up with the attacker, and swept past him, immediately clearing the surrounding area!

Immediately, the man raised his two middle fingers and struck out with fierce finger winds. Immediately, more than ten people rushed up, and blood mist exploded from his body, screaming and falling to the ground.

After a fierce offensive, the man slapped another palm out of thin air.

boom!

The energy exploded, and more than ten people in front were thrown out.

This time, everyone's madness finally stopped.

"Brother!"

"Uncle He!"

Qiao Feng and A'Zhu, who had already fallen to the ground, looked at the familiar back in front of them, couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and shouted with joy.

Who is this person if not He Xie?

He Xie threw out a small bottle without looking back: "Second brother, take Miss A'Zhu back, the elder brother here will make the decision for you!"

Qiao Feng's heart was agitated, his blood surged up, and his eyes suddenly turned red. At this moment, A'Zhu was already crying with joy, and could not be more excited.

He Xie was still a little angry in his heart.

Firstly, he was for Qiao Feng, and secondly, he was for the Shaolin monk, Shan Zheng and other four people.

After his participation, it was obvious that Qiao Feng was not the murderer of Xuan Ku. The Shaolin monk still shot him indiscriminately. He and Xuan Bei had an encounter, but the Shaolin monk didn't care about his face at all.

The same goes for Shan Zheng, Tan Gong, Tan Po, and Zhao Qiansun. During the battle at Xingzilin, he gave the four of them enough face, but today these four are still involved in besieging his sworn brother. Do they really think that he is nothing more than dirt?

Pinch?

"He Shaoxia!"

"Exorcism Sword!"

"It's him!"

The crowd screamed one after another. At this moment, everyone changed their expressions and looked at He Xie, whose face was as sinking as water.

"He Shaoxia, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon." Mr. Tan stepped forward first and sighed.

"He Shaoxia, you are a young hero with unparalleled chivalry. Why do you protect Qiao Feng, a Khitan bastard who kills his father, mother, and master?" Granny Tan also took a step forward, "Qiao Feng's evil deeds are too numerous to describe, why don't you draw a clear line with him?

To avoid being ridiculed by everyone in the world?"

He Xie couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and everyone could hear the undisguised sarcasm and anger in his laughter.

"Who said Qiao Feng killed his father, mother, and master? Who?" He Xie shouted and looked around, "Did anyone see it with their own eyes? Or does anyone have conclusive evidence?"

Zhao Qiansun couldn't help but said: "This matter was witnessed by the eminent Shaolin monk. He Shaoxia, we all know your benevolence and righteousness, but you must not be deceived by the traitor Qiao Feng!"

"Shaolin monk?" He Xie looked coldly at the only two monks present.

Xuanji and Xuantong took a step forward, clasped their hands together and said in greeting: "The poor monk Xuanji (Xuantong), I have admired the name of a young hero for a long time. I am very happy to see you today."

He Xie returned the greeting, straightened up, and asked straight to the point: "Did the two masters really witness my second brother murder his parents, and then kill his mentor, Master Xuanku?"

"This..." Xuanji and Xuanku looked at each other.

He Xie sneered: "You two masters, don't have any worries, just say it! If Qiao Feng really did such an unconscionable thing, you don't have to do anything. He Mou killed his relatives today and killed him immediately, and then

Commit suicide again to thank the world!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved!

He Xie is risking his life for Qiao Feng!

How kind of loyalty is this?

At this moment, Qiao Feng felt that the blood all over his body was boiling. He gritted his teeth to prevent the fog in his eyes from getting thicker and blurring his eyes.

"Brother...brother!"

In the field, He Xie continued to sneer: "But if Qiao Feng is innocent and someone wrongly accuses him, He, as his sworn brother, will definitely seek justice for him today with the help of Sanchi Qingfeng! Tooth for tooth, blood for blood.

!”

This sentence made everyone feel shocked again.

"Two masters, why don't you speak?" He Xie took a step forward and asked with piercing eyes.

Xuanji was unhappy and her attitude became colder.

He said calmly: "It's good, it's good, the little benefactor is so murderous, I'm afraid it will be of no use to himself. It is true that the poor monk and his junior brother have never seen Qiao Feng murder with their own eyes, but he happened to be present when the Qiaos and his wife died. The poor monk

When my junior brother Xuan Ku passed away, he was also in the Shaolin Temple. Dare I ask Master He, is there such a coincidence in the world?"

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