People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 133 Don't Cry Death God
"Miss, that person seems to be Huang Qiangui who overwhelmed the earth!"

On the roof of the brothel, the thin young man who had previously fought against Wu Yifan in the brothel was standing there with a bearded man.

"I know, send someone to catch up with Fire Swordsman Duanlang, and see what he stole?"

A crisp and pleasant voice came from the thin young man's mouth.

He was a woman.

Moreover, the voice seemed to be a young beauty.

"Yes, this subordinate will send someone to follow!"

The big man nodded, then jumped off the roof and disappeared into the alley next to him.

"It's a pity that this one-armed swordsman Nie Feng is actually a member of Tianxiahui..."

Looking at Nie Feng who was fighting fiercely with Huang Qiangui in the courtyard, the thin young man muttered to himself.

call……

A figure leaped to the top of the building, and it was the big man who had just returned.

"Miss, it looks like Nie Feng won't be able to last long, shall 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 while, and said:

"No, although father intends to form an alliance with the Tianxiahui, it's just a stopgap measure. We will definitely have a fight in the future. Let's see."

"Yes!" The bearded man nodded.

boom……

It was another shocking punch, and Nie Feng was sent flying again by this punch.

cough……

Kneeling on the ground, Nie Feng held a knife and pestle in one arm, looking a bit embarrassed.

"die!"

Nie Feng and Duan Lang were all killed by Nie Feng and Duan Lang, which drove Huang Qiangui into a complete madness.

He completely disregarded the injuries on his body, and every move and every style came out with explosive potential.

Although this would cause him to fall into a period of weakness after this battle, he has completely ignored these things at this time.

Right now, he just wanted to kill Nie Feng to vent his hatred.

He strode towards Nie Feng who was half kneeling on the ground, full of murderous aura.

His fist hit Nie Feng's head like a sledgehammer.

If this punch hits, even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu will die.

Nie Feng, who was half kneeling on the ground, felt the ferocious murderous aura, put the blood blade into the sheath with his backhand, and then grabbed the rusty looking knife.

As if feeling something, the rusty long knife trembled.

At the same time, blood began to appear in Nie Feng's eyes.

At this critical moment, he couldn't suppress the demonic nature in his body.

at this time.

"Dare to touch my junior brother, court death!"

An extremely cold voice resounded, and a tall figure suddenly came from a distance.

Accompanied by the sound, a long sword suddenly came through the air and shot directly at Huang Qiangui.

boom……

Huang Qiangui's body paused, and he punched the blade, sending it flying.

At this time, the tall figure had jumped down from the roof.

When the person is in the air, he strikes out with one palm.

boom……

A powerful but untraceable palm fell straight down, hitting Huang Qiangui's chest.

When the palm fell, Huang Qiangui flew upside down in an instant, hitting the wall on the other side like a cannonball.

The entire wall collapsed in an instant.

The figure falls.

It was a tall young man in a red cloak with bulging muscles.

His face was cold, and a scar on his face added to his coldness.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

When Nie Feng saw this person, he withdrew his hand on the handle of the knife behind his back with a happy expression on his face.

The person who saved Nie Feng was none other than Bu Jingyun.

Perhaps because of the similar fate, Bu Jingyun's figure has become stronger and stronger since his martial arts became stronger and stronger.

He was originally a little thin, but in just a few months, he has become a muscular man.

"Wait!"

Bu Jingyun glanced at him, said coldly, and then strode towards Huang Qiangui's position.

"Those who dare to touch my Tianxiahui, you are tired of working!"

A cold voice sounded, and he slapped Huang Qiangui who had just stood up.

"Cough cough cough..."

When Huang Qiangui heard this, he became even more insane.

Obviously he was the one who overthrew the gate of the earth and many people died, but now, others still say that they bully others, how can he swallow this tone.

"Tianxiahui, I am incompatible with your Tianxiahui!"

With a roar, he mobilized with all his inner strength.

His whole body began to grow bigger like a balloon.

"Go to hell!"

The fist is like the fury of thunder, extremely fierce.

Faced with this extremely fierce punch, Bu Jingyun's face remained unchanged, and the flowing water and clouds he had hit earlier suddenly turned into tearing the sky and dispelling clouds.

With the strength of the palm, the air exploded instantly.

boom……

click...

The fists and palms clashed together, and the strong wind blew open.

With a click sound, Huang Qiangui, who was extremely fierce before, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Under Bu Jingyun's palm, his arm exploded directly.

"When people are old, they shouldn't come out to make a living!"

A cold voice sounded, and Bu Jingyun slapped it with a palm, which directly slapped Huang Qiangui's Tianling Gai.

"You...you can't... die..."

Huang Qiangui was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his voice was low and inaudible.

Bu Jingyun ignored him.

It's just a dying curse.

He listens too much.

"Get out of here..."

He turned around and looked at the surrounding roofs, and shouted.

crackle crackle...

There was a sound of footsteps, and many people hiding around were evacuating.

"Aren't you going?"

Bu Jingyun looked at the top of the brothel with a cold face.

"Bu Jingyun, you are too domineering, Beiyuan City is not your border city, and you cannot be arrogant here!"

The bearded man heard the words and said loudly directly.

"You don't agree?"

Bu Jingyun's eyes turned cold, and his inner strength was sucked, and the sword he threw earlier fell into his hand.

"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 there is a disciple of Yanxiong in the Tianxiahui, Bu Jingyun, known as the god of death who does not cry, I think it is Your Excellency!
Qi Lianmeng, this is my butler, we have no intention of becoming enemies with you, so I hope nothing wrong.

Speaking of which, I also rescued that junior brother of yours 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, then nodded.

When he was in the brothel earlier, although he was not afraid of Wu Yifan, the young man's move did help him.

Hearing this, although Bu Jingyun's face didn't change, he didn't continue to trouble the two of them, but turned around to check on Nie Feng's injury.

While squatting down, he suddenly frowned.

"It's really courting death!"

He jumped out suddenly, and slammed his palm at the wall next to him.

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, its reaction was also very fast, and it was almost instantaneous with the luck of the sword, and it was slashed out with a sword.

But even though the sword was strong, it looked very fragile under the force of the palm that hit it, and it was broken in an instant.

The strength of the palm continued unabated, and it went straight to the figure's head, and when it was about to hit the figure's head, it stopped suddenly.

"Broken Sword?"

(End of this chapter)