Zongwu: Whether the martial arts world is in chaos or not, I, Qiao Feng, have the final say

Bang...

After the violent collision of internal forces, the woman's clothes were in disarray, and she stepped back several steps with her back against the cave wall.

Qiao Feng took a step back, dispelled the attacking force, and chuckled.

"Charm technique? If you are against an ordinary man, maybe this trick of yours will work."

The masked woman opposite shot out a fierce look in her eyes and raised her palm to attack again.

Who is this woman who can take this palm and fight back?

Qiao Feng had no answer in his mind.

The other party's martial arts were extremely strange, but they were not any of the ones he had seen before.

So she must be from some extremely rare sect.

"Destroy the Ming Cult, and if the rest dare to attack, kill them all."

The masked woman shouted while attacking Qiao Feng.

Her voice became extremely harsh, as if the previous gentleness was all pretended.

When the members of the Azure Dragon Society heard it, they immediately surrounded the Ming Cult.

Qiao Feng ignored the chaotic battle behind him, but looked at the woman in front of him.

Without any signs, he directly used the Wind God's Wrath.

A huge illusory Dharma image appeared behind him, wrapping Qiao Feng himself.

Boom...

The wind howled, and a palm was destroyed. The woman in white flew backwards and hit the wall of the cave behind again, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

The second palm, layers of palm power followed, to completely wipe out the opponent.

For the first time, panic appeared in the eyes of the woman in white.

She slapped the stone wall beside her, and her figure rushed out of the cave like a phantom.

Bang...

Just a collision At one point, she raised her head and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and struggled to get out of the cave.

Qiao Feng's eyes fixed, and he flashed in front of the people of the Ming Cult.

Because when this woman left, she threw something in her hand and it exploded.

In the brilliant rays of light, there were countless poison needles and hidden weapons.

If this fell on the people of the Ming Cult, few would survive.

Ding Ding Ding...

Qiao Feng suddenly unfolded his body-protecting true energy, and the huge image of the Wind God's Wrath roared forward, intercepting all the hidden weapons and scattering them all over the ground.

At the same time, the fight here was completely ended by this roar.

All the members of the Qinglong Society looked at Qiao Feng, who was like a demon god, in astonishment, and forgot to take action for a while.

The people of the Ming Cult were full of reverence, and they almost knelt down to worship.

Qiao Feng dissipated the Wind God's Wrath, and the strong winds around him subsided instantly.

"Qinglong Society... Do you know any other ways to leave Huashan?"

He was looking at the masters wearing purple dragon head masks.

These people were all grandmasters, the strongest in the world, but they could only be small leaders in the Qinglong Society.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but think of Zuo Lengchan.

This person's strength was far inferior, why could he be promoted to a grandmaster?

Just as he was about to ask again, someone suddenly sprinkled out a ball of black mist and rushed out.

Qiao Feng's eyes turned cold, and he dispersed the poisonous smoke with a palm, and knocked the other party against the stone wall and fell to the ground. He died in just a few breaths.

Seeing this situation, everyone in the Ming Cult had their eyelids twitching.

It seems that the leader has long wanted to kill the people of the Qinglong Society.

Otherwise, he would not kill the other party so simply.

"You don't know?"

Qiao Feng looked at the remaining people.

The one he had just killed was at the middle stage of the Grandmaster realm.

Wei Yixiao walked over to take off the other's mask and shook his head.

""Master, I don't know this person."

The others looked at him and shook their heads at the same time. It was obvious that this was an unfamiliar master.

Facing Qiao Feng's gaze, someone finally spoke up:"There is a white eagle in the Qinglong Society who can carry a rope across the cliff, and then pull the iron rope to allow everyone to pass over the cliff."

""I see." Qiao Feng said.

But he was speechless in his heart.

Because the white eagle seemed to have been killed by him.

"What if there is no white eagle?"

The man shook his head:"I don't know. We can't get over this cliff.""

"Capture them, and don't worry about the ordinary Qinglong disciples."

Qiao Feng looked at Shi Zhixuan and the others and said.

The remaining people could not be their opponents at all. It was only because of the large number of Qinglong members that they could wear them down.

But now that the four dragon leaders had escaped, the others had lost their backbone and did not dare to attack Qiao Feng, so they could only surrender.

Qiao Feng led everyone out of the cave, and the woman in white had long disappeared.

All the people in the martial arts world followed, including Ye Kai, Lu Xiaofeng and others.

Ye Kai wanted to lend a helping hand to Qiao Feng, but he did not expect that the other party easily solved the woman in white.

It was a pity that the blooming peacock feather made him lose his target, otherwise it would not be a problem to leave the seriously injured masked woman in white with a flying knife.

Everyone gathered in front of the cliff, quite helpless.

The Qinglong Society did it very well. This side had only this small path to go down.

And they blew this side through.

Looking down, it was a hundred feet deep.

"Since there is an iron chain on the other side, I will go and check it out. You wait for a moment."

After Qiao Feng finished speaking, he grabbed the long sword that Xiao Zhao was carrying and jumped down.

This sword was recast from the Yitian Sword.

After falling more than ten meters, he inserted his sword into the cliff to slow down his fall.

After repeating this seven or eight times, he stood under the cliff.

Everyone was shocked.

This kind of action can be done by a grandmaster, but if they accidentally deviate from the stone wall and have nowhere to gain leverage, they will fall half to death if they fall dozens of meters.

The Qinglong Society did not leave any slope for the cliff, and it was blown up thoroughly.

Everyone stretched their heads to look and found that Qiao Feng had a very strange martial art that could pull himself into the stone wall and use it to slow down.

Others cannot use leverage to change direction out of thin air.

After Qiao Feng landed, he walked forward.

There is not a hundred feet between here and the opposite side. , it should be around seventy feet, it doesn’t look far from the ground.

It might be impossible for Qiao Feng to use Qinggong to fly over a distance of seventy feet without leveraging, but he himself couldn’t do it.

Qiao Feng looked to the right, but he didn’t find the bodies of Taoist Baisun and the white eagle because of the dense woods.

But he knew that the white eagle must have fallen not far away after being hit by his finger power.

Taoist Baisun couldn’t move, and most likely died.

Qiao Feng sneaked into the woods, walked for a distance, his eyes moved slightly, and walked under a big tree. The white eagle and Taoist Baisun fell here.

The body of the white eagle was cushioned under the body of Taoist Baisun, and it was smashed beyond recognition. Taoist Baisun was still alive, and when he found movement around him, he looked over in surprise.

When he saw that it was Qiao Feng, he immediately showed a look of despair.

"You are so lucky that you didn't die even after falling from such a height."

Qiao Feng exclaimed.

If Taoist Baisun was in his peak state, he would not be surprised if there was White Eagle at the bottom.

But before Taoist Baisun landed, he was seriously injured and couldn't use his internal energy.

Seeing that he couldn't speak, Qiao Feng slapped him in the air and turned away. In his current state, he would definitely die unless there was an elixir to save his life.

But just in case, it would be better to solve it himself.

Qiao Feng crossed the woods and walked towards the opposite cliff.

With the sword in hand, Qiao Feng climbed up the cliff.

A group of Qinglong Society disciples and a grandmaster wearing a purple dragon mask stood opposite. They had already discovered Qiao Feng and looked at each other.

Something was wrong. Why was it Qiao Feng?

Just as he was about to knock Qiao Feng down, he was knocked away by Qiao Feng's palm in the air.

Qiao Feng jumped onto the cliff.

"Are you the person in charge of the Azure Dragon Society here?"

Qiao Feng asked, looking at the injured man.

But this man was surprisingly tough and didn't say a word.

Not far away from here, there were still many other martial artists surrounding him.

Qiao Feng didn't say much, and immediately killed the masters of the Azure Dragon Society one by one.

All the grandmasters and grandmasters were killed, and the rest were trembling and fleeing.

Qiao Feng ignored them, looked at the martial artists and said,"Come and guard these two iron chains so that they won't be broken. I'll take the iron chains over and tie them up on the opposite side."

""Yes, Mr. Qiao."

A group of people responded happily.

They all had friends and relatives on the other side who couldn't come down the mountain.