"Miss, that person seems to be Huang Qiangui from the Fudi Sect!"
On the roof of the brothel, the thin young man who had previously fought with Wu Yifan in the brothel was standing there with a big man with a full beard.
"I know. Send someone to catch up with the Fire Swordsman Duan Lang and see what he stole."
A clear and pleasant voice came out from the thin young man's mouth.
He is actually a woman.
Moreover, from the sound of her voice, she seems to be a young beauty.
"Yes, I will send someone to follow him right away!"
The big man nodded, then jumped off the roof and disappeared into the alley next to it.
"I never thought that this one-armed swordsman Nie Feng is actually from the Tian Xia Society. What a pity..."
Looking at Nie Feng who was fighting fiercely with Huang Qiangui in the yard, the thin young man muttered to himself.
call…
A figure jumped onto the roof. It was the big man from before.
"Miss, it looks like Nie Feng can't hold on for much longer. Should we take action?"
The big man glanced at Nie Feng who seemed to be in danger below and asked.
The young man was silent for a moment, then said:
"No, although father intends to form an alliance with the Tianxiahui, this is just a temporary measure. We will definitely have a fight in the future. We will just wait and see."
"Yes!" The bearded man nodded.
boom…
Another earth-shattering punch, and Nie Feng was knocked away again.
cough…
Half-kneeling on the ground, Nie Feng held the knife in one arm and prodded the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
"die!"
All the fellow disciples who came with him were killed by Nie Feng and Duan Lang, which made Huang Qiangui completely crazy.
He completely ignored the injuries on his body, and unleashed his full potential with every move he made.
Although this would cause him to fall into a weak period after this battle, he no longer cared about that at this point.
Now, he just wants to kill Nie Feng to vent his hatred.
He strode towards Nie Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, with murderous aura all over his body.
His fist hit Nie Feng's head like a sledgehammer.
If this punch hits, even the king of heaven will die.
Nie Feng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, felt the fierce murderous aura. He put the bloody blade back into the sheath, and then grasped the rusty-looking knife.
As if sensing something, the rusty long sword began to tremble.
At the same time, blood began to appear in Nie Feng's eyes.
At this critical moment, he could no longer suppress the evil in his body.
Just at this moment.
"You dare to touch my junior brother, you are seeking death!"
An extremely cold voice rang out, and a tall figure suddenly came from a distance.
Along with the sound, a long sword suddenly broke through the air and shot straight at Huang Qiangui.
Bang…
Huang Qiangui paused, then punched the sword blade, knocking it away.
At this moment, the tall figure had already jumped down from the roof.
The man was in the air and he struck out with one palm.
boom…
A palm strike with great force and yet without a trace came straight down and hit Huang Qiangui's chest.
As the palm landed, Huang Qiangui flew backwards instantly and hit the wall on the other side like a cannonball.
The entire wall collapsed in an instant.
The figure fell.
He was a tall young man wearing a red cape and with bulging muscles all over his body.
He had a grim face, and the scar on his face made him look even colder.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
When Nie Feng saw this man, he took back his hand that was holding the hilt of the knife behind his back and looked happy.
The person who saved Nie Feng was none other than Bu Jingyun.
Perhaps because of their similar fates, Bu Jingyun's body has become increasingly sturdy and strong since his martial arts skills have become more and more powerful.
He was originally a little thin, but in just a few months, he has turned into a muscular man.
“Wait!”
Bu Jingyun glanced at him and said coldly, then strode towards Huang Qiangui's position.
"You are tired of living if you dare to touch anyone from the Tianxiahui!"
A cold voice sounded, and he slapped Huang Qiangui who had just stood up.
"Ahem..."
When Huang Qiangui heard this, he became even more crazy.
It was clearly his people from the Fudi Sect who died many people, and now, others actually accused them of bullying others. How could he swallow this
"Tianxiahui, my Fudi Sect and your Tianxiahui cannot coexist!"
With a roar, he desperately mobilized all his internal energy.
His whole body began to grow bigger like a balloon.
“Go to hell!”
The punch was as violent as thunder, extremely fierce.
Facing this extremely ferocious punch, Bu Jingyun's expression remained unchanged, and the flowing and graceful punch he had previously delivered suddenly turned into a sky-tearing and cloud-tearing punch.
Under the force of the palm, the air exploded instantly.
boom…
Snap…
Fists and palms collided, and a strong wind blew out.
With a snapping sound, the previously extremely ferocious Huang Qiangui suddenly vomited large mouthfuls of blood.
Under Bu Jingyun's palm, his arm exploded directly.
"When you get old, you shouldn't go out and venture into the world!"
A cold voice sounded, and Bu Jingyun slapped down with his palm, which directly hit Huang Qiangui's crown.
"You... must... die a miserable death..."
Huang Qiangui was bleeding from all seven orifices and his voice was so low that it could not be heard.
Bu Jingyun ignored him.
It's just a death curse.
He has heard too much.
"Get out of here..."
He turned around and looked at the rooftops around him and shouted.
Crackling…
There were sounds of footsteps, and many people hiding around were evacuating.
"You're not leaving?"
Bu Jingyun looked towards the roof of the brothel with a cold face.
"Bu Jingyun, don't be too overbearing. Beiyuan City is not your border town. You are not allowed to be arrogant here!"
Upon hearing this, the bearded man spoke loudly.
"You don't accept it?"
Bu Jingyun's eyes turned cold and he absorbed his internal energy, and the sword he had thrown out earlier fell into his hands.
"you… "
The bearded man looked angry and was about to speak, but was stopped by the thin young man next to him.
"It is said that Tianxiahui Yan Xiong has a disciple named Bu Jingyun, also known as the Crying Death God. I think that must be you!
My name is Qi Lianmeng, and I’m your steward. We have no intention of being your enemy, so I hope you won’t mind.
Come to think of it, I helped your junior fellow apprentice out of trouble before!"
The thin young man spoke.
Bu Jingyun looked back at Nie Feng, wanting to confirm whether the other party had helped him.
Nie Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Previously in the brothel, although he was not afraid of Wu Yifan, the young man's action did help him.
Upon hearing this, Bu Jingyun's expression did not change, but he did not continue to cause trouble for the two of them. Instead, he turned around to check Nie Feng's injuries.
As he was squatting, his brows suddenly frowned.
"You are really looking for death!"
He suddenly rushed out and slammed the wall next to him with his palm.
boom…
The wall collapsed instantly.
A figure behind the wall who was about to jump onto the roof was startled by the sudden collapse of the wall.
However, his reaction was also very fast. He gathered the power of his sword and slashed out with his sword almost instantly.
But although the sword was powerful, it was vulnerable to the palm force that was coming towards it and was broken in an instant.
The palm force disappeared and went straight to the figure's head. When it was about to hit the figure's head, it suddenly stopped.
"Sword Slashing Technique?"