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

Chapter 301: Heavy damage to Pojun, the outbreak of Xinghun

The person who spoke just now was the dwarf next to Xinghun.

There was something obviously wrong with the other person's body, he was not a normal person.

Qiao Feng raised his eyes and looked at the other party: "Who are you?"

With the addition of a Star Soul, he is not afraid. The Moon Goddess's methods are a bit strange, but she may not be able to do anything to him now.

But who is this person?

Qiao Feng was not afraid and looked at the three people calmly.

"I am Young Master Tian, ​​Qiao Feng, since you are from Kunlun Realm, you should have heard of my name. Now surrender and I will give you a quick death. We are not as incompetent as Po Jun."

Po Jun was a little annoyed by what the dwarf said, and said, "You don't have to intervene, I will kill him myself."

"Don't waste time, deal with him first."

Xinghun spoke.

He glanced at the Moon Goddess beside him.

The Moon Goddess's expression did not change at all, she just nodded slightly.

"Young Master Tian? Who is that? I have never heard of him."

Qiao Feng spoke calmly, but it made Young Master Tian angry.

He stared at Qiao Feng, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Qiao Feng, you are looking for death."

He raised his hand and struck out with several palm strikes, which sent out waves of cold and sinister power.

Qiao Feng frowned. He had never heard of Young Master Tian.

"It's Xiaoyao Hou."

At this time, Yao Yue's voice came, and Qiao Feng immediately understood the reason.

Xiaoyao Hou Ge Shutian?

No wonder he called himself Young Master Tian. Why didn’t he just say that he was Marquis Xiaoyao earlier?

I didn't expect this guy to have such skills, not inferior to Pojun at all.

He has probably been in the Holy Land for decades.

Qiao Feng raised his palm to meet the attack, and the two sides immediately started fighting.

Pojun was regulating his breathing on the side and watching the fun.

Xiaoyao Hou has strange strength and weird moves, and his palms carry a cold power that counteracts Qiao Feng's Tianlong Palm and Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The two men were in a stalemate, and it was obviously unlikely for the other party to take down Qiao Feng.

"Let's go together."

The Moon Goddess's faint voice came.

Pojun sneered and swung the sword in his hands. Amid the flashing swords and shadows, Qiao Feng's figure moved left and right like a ghost, and was not affected by Pojun's flashing swords and shadows.

Instead, Xiaoyao Hou's attacks were frustrated, and he immediately roared: "Pojun, are you a fool?"

Pojun knew that he was wrong just now, but he would not allow the other party to look down on him like that.

He immediately stopped and stood aside to watch the fight, with no sign of continuing to attack.

"Pojun, don't you want the peerless sword anymore?"

Xinghun frowned and stared at him.

"Don't we have him?" Pojun glanced at the short-statured Xiaoyao Hou with disdain.

At this time, the Moon Goddess' voice came out, "Stop arguing, Xinghun, you also join in, I will restrict his actions."

Xing Hun looked unhappy, but he raised his hand to condense the energy blade, intending to attack Qiao Feng.

The Moon Goddess shot out several strands of inner energy, rushing towards Qiao Feng, forming one fine mist after another, which condensed in all directions, but had no effect.

Only Qiao Feng felt the hairs on his body stand on end, reminding him of the dangers all around him.

He raised his hands and slapped a few times to disperse the mist that was like silk ribbons. Then Qiao Feng took a deep breath, put his palms together, and released a terrifying gust of wind, which repelled Po Jun and Xing Hun who had rejoined the battle.

A huge Dharma image stood outside of Qiao Feng, staring at the few people with its cold eyes. Strong winds swirled around, sweeping up countless dead leaves and flowers to form a tornado.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Xiaoyao Hou screamed and tried to strike out with two palms, but Qiao Feng raised his hand to deflect them.

The Moon Goddess said calmly: "It is the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will, Shao Siming, it's time for you to come back."

Yao Yue couldn't help but look at Shao Siming. She was no match for Shao Siming now, and couldn't stop her.

Unexpectedly, the next moment Shao Siming shook his head and covered his heart with his hand.

The Moon Goddess was slightly startled and asked, "Qiao Feng has placed a ban on you?"

Shao Siming paused for a moment and nodded.

Yao Yue was surprised. How come she didn't know when Qiao Feng placed the restriction on Shao Siming?

But this is no longer important, because the Moon Goddess attacked Qiao Feng again.

Strange purple and black silk threads condensed from the Moon Goddess's hands and converged towards Qiao Feng.

As they converged, they formed a pattern that looked quite strange.

Although he didn't know what kind of magic this was, Qiao Feng didn't dare to take it. What if it was some forbidden magic of the Yin-Yang School, he might not be able to decipher it.

"The Wind God is angry."

Qiao Feng raised his palm and struck out. A strong wind mixed with unparalleled palm power completely covered the area of ​​more than ten feet in front of him.

The palm power was mixed with tiny wind blades that could tear a person's body apart.

This palm strike destroyed all the mist that the Moon Goddess had previously condensed, and also blocked the gorgeous and dazzling mark she had condensed outside.

The mark contained enormous power. Even after enduring this palm strike, a trace of it was still retained, trying to get into the range of the Wind God's Wrath and enter Qiao Feng's body.

Xinghun used the energy he gathered into a blade to continuously bombard the Dharma image outside Qiao Feng's body.

The Dharma image fluctuated slightly.

Qiao Feng looked at Xiaoyao Hou and Pojun and smiled.

From the conversation just now, we can know that Pojun and the other three are not in the same group, but they are working together to kill me.

Pojun's goal is the peerless sword, while Xinghun and the others only want to kill him.

"Pojun, stay."

With a deep shout, Qiao Feng raised his hand and shocked the people within a hundred miles, shaking away Xiaoyao Hou and Xing Hun. He then ignored the silk threads restraining the Moon Goddess and appeared in front of Po Jun in one step.

"Destroyed."

A palm was swung out, and the palm force mixed with terrifying destructive power poured towards Pojun.

Upon seeing this, Po Jun glared and immediately brought his sword and knife together, a fierce aura rushed out, forming a unique attack force.

However, Qiao Feng did not spare him at all. He rushed forward and his entire Dharma image turned dark gold.

He pressed down with his palm again, and a golden dragon roared, rushing straight to break the front flaw exposed by the first move of the Tianlong Palm.

The golden dragon passed through his chest without stopping.

Xing Hun and Xiao Yao Hou who was attacking were both surprised and chose to stop and retreat.

Something is wrong. How could Qiao Feng suddenly become so strong?

Is the Four Symbols of Heaven's Will really so terrifying?

The huge Dharma image seemed like a god, looking down at them.

Qiao Feng glanced at them coldly, raised his hand to pick up the Tianren Knife and Tanlang Sword that Pojun had dropped on the ground, and then threw them to Yao Yue.

Yao Yue quickly caught it, somewhat puzzled.

But then Qiao Feng suddenly raised his fist and punched Po Jun, who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood.

It was obvious that he didn't want to leave anyone alive.

At this moment, a huge air blade that was two meters in size and appeared dark purple in color, slammed heavily into the outside of Qiao Feng's Dharma image.

The violent force pushed Qiao Feng back several steps, each step was dozens of meters. When he stopped, he was already a hundred meters away.

Qiao Feng frowned, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a dangerous smile.

He suddenly raised his hand and madly sent out several palm strikes.

He used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms as easily as with his own arms, without consuming much internal energy.

The Moon Goddess's expression changed slightly and she retreated hastily.

"To maintain the Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art, a huge amount of inner energy is needed. He won't be able to hold on for long."

The Moon Goddess' voice reached their ears.

Xing Hun was full of dissatisfaction, but he could only pick up Po Jun and retreat.

His energy-gathering blade was completely useless against Qiao Feng, as Qiao Feng's overbearing palm power was simply not something he could handle.

But just as he was retreating, the huge Dharma image seemed to be able to cross the space, and with an easy leap it appeared in front of him.

"Xinghun, you have come to trouble me several times, but I will not let you off this time."

As the palm fell, Xing Hun felt that the space above his head seemed to be creaking.

Qiao Feng wanted to kill him and Po Jun together.

I couldn't take this palm strike.

Are you going to die?

Xing Hun was terrified, then he raised his head and let out a suppressed roar.

The purple mark on his face emitted a faint light, and a demonic energy exploded on the spot, and deep purple inner energy rushed out, razing everything nearby to the ground.

"Qiao Feng, this guardian wants you dead."

The sudden outburst of Star Soul prevented Qiao Feng’s palm strike from landing.

At this moment, Xinghun's eyes were red and full of bloodthirsty light.