The Brilliant Fighting Master

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A group of iron riders rushed in from the open door, aggressive, ignoring the people of the tribe. Most of them rode horses back and forth on the street, yelling loudly, and pedestrians on the street could not avoid it.

Immediately, they had lit firecrackers on the tails of the two buffalo, letting the buffalo run rampant.

When one of the buffalo smashed over the tea shed, the people of Feilong even laughed wildly.

Enthusiasm was enough, and the Lord appeared under the support of Tieqi.

A young man in his twenties, still in Juyuanjing, was ordinary in appearance and suffocated, and the armor that should have made him prestigious seemed indecent to him.

"The Cangmu tribe is very sensible, this year will not add your annual service!"

Looking at Zhang Juan dressed as a bride, the youth was very satisfied.

Hearing that, the leader and senior leaders of the Cangmu tribe were overjoyed and thanked him quickly.

"Not much nonsense, today is a happy day for Lao Tzu, let's go!"

The young man pulled the horse's bridle hard, his horse steered, and raised his forefoot high, scaring the people next to him.

Zhang Juan has confessed her fate to her parents and five friends.

Immediately, Zhang Juan took the initiative to walk towards the gate.

"Slow!"

Suddenly, an iron rider said something in the young man's ear, raising his eyebrows and spurring him to Yang Jia.

"You are a good friend of Zhang Juan. How can you not go on the day when your friends are overjoyed? Come on, the bride is very lively at that time." The young man looked at Yang Jia's uneven body with low-level eyes.

The other people in the Flying Dragon helped make strange laughter.

"Having a bride?"

Yang Jia took a breath and looked at the brawns of the dragons, shuddering.

"I'm not going!" She ran back after she said it, but was quickly stopped by Iron Riding.

"Why? Don't you give me the face of the Flying Dragon Gang? What's wrong with the Cangmu tribe?" The young man was very angry and looked coldly at the tribal leader.

The leader was startled, and quickly said, "Fang son, she is not from our tribe, and has nothing to do with us."

"Huh?" The youth didn't want to hear such an explanation, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Catch it!"

As soon as the leader gritted his teeth, it made Yang Jia grasp.

"leader!"

Zhang Juan, who was expecting the tribe to protect her friends, was very disappointed. She ran to Yang Jia and shouted, "You can't do this!"

"Really? Why not?"

The young man chuckled, his eyes full of jokes.

"Because you are going to die soon."

No one expected that someone really picked up what he said, and after hearing what was being said, everyone's smell changed.

"Who?!"

The young man froze, and was furious, looking around.

Soon they saw the speaker on a roof.

A young man, wearing a long-fitting suit, a black hair combed at will, was blown by the breeze, and his slender sword eyebrows had deep eyes.

He squeezed his lips tightly to reveal a trace of ridiculous smile lines, revealing cynical, but a bit cold taste.

He noticed that the dragon helped the youth's somber face, and the tribal leader was anxious with sweat, shouting, "Who are you? This is a private matter of the Cangmu tribe! It's not your turn to take care of it!"

"As the leader of the tribe, you can't even protect your own people. You even have to kidnap other people to please these guys. It's a failure," Jiang Chen said.

"Presumptuous! Iron, take me down," the tribal chief gasped.

A Tie, the first warrior of the Cangmu tribe, peaked at the beginning of Shenyou Realm, and was always next to him. He was a silent strong man.

After receiving the order, he said nothing, jumped up in place, and flew out dozens of meters toward the roof where Jiang Chen was.

Amazingly, when Chen Tie fell on the roof, Jiang Chen's people had disappeared.

Everyone looked around, only to find that he had come to Zhang Juan and Yang Jia.

"You don't want to marry, no one can force you, believe me." Jiang Chen said.

Taking a closer look, the two women recognized Jiang Chen as the person they brought to the tribe yesterday.

At that time, Jiang Chen was shabby and shaggy, but she did not expect that after being cleaned, she was so handsome and eloquent that she was stunned for a moment.

That iron was ignored by Jiang Chen, very angry, and galloped from the roof again.

However, as soon as he arrived in front of Jiang Chen, he was photographed back.

Jiang Chen is not good at palming, but hits the strong man with one palm.

Because A Tie's realm is only the peak of Shenyou's early stage, the acupoint is not half that of Jiang Chen.

Others didn't know this and were frightened by the palm of Jiang Chen.

The people of the Cangmu tribe stopped talking, they knew that the Flying Dragon Gang would do it.

"There are two hits. No wonder you dare to come out and save the hero, but do you think the Flying Dragon Gang is a mess ?!" the young man yelled.

Jiang Chen didn't bother, his eyes just looked at Zhang Juan.

"I don't want to marry." Zhang Juan's ghost said this poorly.

This time, the youth's face was even more ugly, and the people of the Cangmu tribe were even more shocked.

"What nonsense! You slut, do you think he can compete with the entire Flying Dragon Gang?" The fat woman scolded ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Juan was out of the way, emphasizing: "I do not want to marry! "

"Very good, very good! Today you Cangmu tribe will be in great trouble, and you, I will divide you into five corpses!"

The youth was so murderous, and the expression on the face could scare the child to cry.

After hearing this, the Cangmu tribe and others were deeply desperate and full of hatred for Zhang Juan.

"kill!"

The youth gave an order.

Soon, all the iron riders formed a circle, trapped Jiang Chen inside, holding a crossbow in his hand.

At the same time, the two Flying Dragon gang members did not know where they appeared and fell into the circle.

In stark contrast to those of the Flying Dragons, they don't have armor on their bodies, but instead wear loose robes and are older than others.

"Flying Dragons help!"

When the Cangmu tribe saw it, a heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The youth themselves are still in the Yuanyuan Realm, and there is also a magical realm in the Iron Riding, but they are not as powerful as the iron, so they did not take action and chose to press the battle.

The rank of Feilong Gang is strict, and it is classified according to individual ability. The law-protection position belongs to the third gang, with only elders and gang leaders on it.

"You are very young, you are already in the mid-term wandering, and the future is very promising, but unfortunately you offend people who should not offend."

"It's a great pleasure to kill a genius with your own hands."

In the eyes of the two defenders, Jiang Chen is already dead.

"I sympathize with you."

Jiang Chen said earnestly: "You are too old, you want to come and work hard to this day, you have a practice, it ’s a pity that you are going to die here today."

"court death!"

The two defenders were furious, and they ran together, rushing directly to him without relying on people to pinch.

"Ugh."

Jiang Chen sighed helplessly and slowly pulled out the Chixiao sword. * 3 * 6 * 9 *

(Sikushu)