The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 191
"Vice Chief Ma died under his famous skill of locking the throat and capturing hands. Among the Jianghu, only the Murong family is best at the method of 'returning the other's way to the other'. Even if Murong Fu did it, it would be impossible. It was me who helped the law enforcement elders."

Qiao Feng frowned and said in a deep voice.

Feng Ji shook his head slightly, took a sip of his wine, and said, "Brother Qiao, throat lock and grasping hand is not a unique skill. There are many people who can practice this kind of kung fu in the world. Even if they can't practice it, it's no big deal if they know one or two moves. .”

"Impossible, this kung fu is the unique skill of Deputy Chief Ma, and no one else can do it." Qiao Feng shook his head.

Feng Ji said with a smile: "Because he is the only one who knows how to kill him, it should actually be the people around him who can imitate his methods and kill him."

Qiao Feng still couldn't believe that Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder, had a close friendship with him. He really couldn't believe that this matter had something to do with Bai Shijing.

He shook his head immediately: "I still need to investigate this matter myself, and I must find out the truth."

Feng Ji smiled: "I'm afraid you, the leader of the beggar gang, are about to make it to the end."

"What?" Qiao Feng was stunned, and looked at Feng Ji without knowing why.

Feng Ji smiled, pointed at a few Beggar Clan disciples galloping not far away, and said with a smile: "Look, disaster is coming."

Qiao Feng turned his head, only to see a few Beggar Sect disciples rushing upstairs, clasped their fists and shouted from a distance: "Sect Leader Qiao, something is wrong, the law enforcement elders and the practice elders have been tied up."

Qiao Feng was furious and couldn't help but ask, "What? Who is the enemy?"

The beggar sect disciple shouted: "It is Quan Guanqing, Quan Ruozhu who united with the four elders of Xi, Song, Chen and Wu!"

Qiao Feng stood up abruptly, with a look of disbelief on his face: "It's nonsense, the four great elders Xi, Song, Chen and Wu are the seniors of our clan, with high morals and high prestige, how could they do such a thing?"

"Banglord, everything under my command is true."

"Where are the people?"

"In the apricot forest outside the city!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng couldn't help getting up immediately to leave.

Suddenly thought of something, looked back at Feng Ji, and said, "Brother Feng, did you know about this earlier?"

Feng Ji drank a glass of wine, nodded and said, "I still know the reason for this matter, do you want to hear it?"

Qiao Feng's heart skipped a beat, he immediately held back his temper and sat down.

Feng Ji couldn't help secretly applauding, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, he was talking about people like Qiao Feng.

Now that the beggar gang is in rebellion, it is really not easy for him to sit down and listen to himself patiently.

"I also ask Brother Feng for advice." Qiao Feng solemnly clasped his fists.

Feng Ji nodded slightly, and said: "The fact that the beggar gang rebelled this time was because they wanted to abolish your position as the leader. The four elders, Xi, Song, Chen and Wu, were afraid that they would not allow you to teach and enforce the law, so they tied them up. .”

Qiao Feng was full of disbelief: "Impossible!"

He asked himself that he was sincere to the Beggars' Gang, and over the years, he had grown the reputation of the Beggars' Gang's management.
Feng Ji smiled and said, "I know you don't believe it. You don't have any reason to refute the reason why they abolished you."

Qiao Fenghu stared: "What reason?"

"You are from Khitan."

Bang!
Qiao Feng slapped the table in an instant, his face full of anger, and shouted: "Nonsense, Qiao respects you as a man, drinks with you, and makes you a friend. Why do you insult Qiao so much?"

Feng Ji smiled and asked, "Why do you think that being a Khitan is an insult to you?"

Qiao Feng said angrily: "Khitan people are not as good as pigs and dogs. Kill my Da Song man and invade the land of Da Song. I, Qiao Feng, a good man, how can I be a Khitan dog?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "I used to think the same as you. People who are not my race must have different hearts. I didn't know until I became the person in power that I must have a strategy to deal with foreign races in order to prosper and be peaceful."

"There are so many ethnic groups other than the Han ethnicity in the world, it is impossible for us to kill all the ethnic groups."

"If you want prosperity and peace, you must assimilate them. Intermarriage, cultural export and other methods can subtly change these alien races."

"Now the Khitan people occupy the Northeast of China and other places, and countless Han people serve under them. The Khitan emperor is practicing the way of China. They are actually no different from the Song people."

"You think the Khitan people are like pigs and dogs, barbarians, but in fact, culturally speaking, they have been unified by Confucianism."

"In terms of personality, everyone is the same. Your hostility is from the perspective of state officials."

"If you go to the Yanmen Pass, you can see that the Khitan people are vicious when they kill the Song people, but the Song people are just as vicious when they go to the Khitan people's territory to attack Caogu."

"The essence of war is killing and conquering, there is nothing to say."

"But Song people are not necessarily superior to Khitan people, and Khitan people are not necessarily superior to Song people."

Qiao Feng couldn't help frowning, and looked at Feng Ji, as if he wanted to see if he really thought so, or if he was just using this as a perfunctory way to humiliate himself.

At this time, Qiao Feng hadn't reached the end of betraying relatives, so he couldn't understand Feng Ji's words.

After Feng Ji finished speaking, he said with a smile: "Brother Qiao, how about this, I will go with you, if what I said is true, then you owe me a favor and do me a favor."

Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows: "Hmph, so what if it's not true?"

"Let your hair down."

"it is good!"

Qiao Feng responded loudly, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy.

He could see that Feng Ji was really confident.

But if what Feng Ji said is true, then... Is he really a Khitan?
Thinking of this, Qiao Feng's heart was pounding, his hands and feet were cold.

"No, absolutely impossible, I, Qiao Feng, a good boy, how can I be a Khitan thief?"

At that moment Feng Ji got up and rushed out of the city together with Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was anxious, he used his lightness kung fu with all his strength, and ran all the way.

Feng Ji followed behind him easily, and the speed of the two became faster and faster. When they got to the back, the disciples of the beggar gang who followed had long been unable to keep up.

Feng Ji and Qiao Feng were the only ones left.

At the beginning, Qiao Feng was still worried about the rebellion, but when Feng Ji flew out of the city with him, he was surprised.

"This person's qinggong is so powerful, and his internal strength seems to be higher than mine? Wait for me to try him!"

Taking a deep breath, the steps under his feet suddenly accelerated, and his body burst out immediately, roaring away.

He ran for several miles in one breath, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Feng Ji's figure.

Turning around, I was suddenly taken aback. It turned out that Feng Ji had been following him one meter behind him all the time.

No matter how his speed increased, Feng Ji never fell behind.

His internal energy had reached its limit, and white air came out from the top of his head.

But looking at Feng Ji again, he was not tired at all, and his expression was still relaxed.

Qiao Feng was suddenly amazed and couldn't help but stop.

Feng Ji also stopped and asked, "Why did you stop?"

Qiao Feng solemnly clasped his fists: "Brother Feng's lightness kung fu is outstanding, and Qiao admires it."

Feng Ji smiled: "You and I are in different realms, and I am no longer a pure warrior."

Qiao Feng was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "What does this mean?"

"I have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and I am pursuing the Dao of cultivation."

Qiao Feng was stunned and didn't know what to say for a while.

I just feel that the person in front of me is really rampant to the extreme.

How can anyone dare to say that he has cultivated to the extreme in martial arts? This is too bragging.

However, the opponent's skill is indeed deeper than his own.

Qiao Feng admitted this point, but he dare not agree with the extreme martial arts.

He has always believed that there is no limit to martial arts.

He forced a smile at the moment, and said: "It's Xingzilin in front of me, Brother Feng, please don't do it for a while, I will decide everything."

Feng Ji stretched out his hand and made a gesture of 'please'.

At that moment, Qiao Feng entered the apricot forest walking like a dragon or a tiger.

Before he got close, he heard shouts from inside.

"Hahaha, my son went to Luoyang to meet your clan leader, but the members of your beggar gang came to Wuxi without saying hello. You are timid and afraid to see my son, but your tired son Bai It's unreasonable to run for a while, it's unreasonable!"

Qiao Feng couldn't help frowning when he heard this man's words, "Could it be that this man arrested the law enforcement elder?"

Immediately he walked a few steps quickly, and saw a man and three women surrounded by several disciples of the Beggar Sect in the forest.

The man was slightly fat, but two of the three women were people whom Feng Ji recognized.

One is Abi, the other is Wang Yuyan, and the other is also extremely beautiful, presumably it should be Azhu who was dressed as an old woman before.

Feng Ji and Qiao Feng entered the forest together, Qiao Feng shouted from a distance: "This brother belongs to Mr. Murong?"

Seeing Qiao Feng, the disciples of the Beggar Clan all showed joy and rushed forward to pay homage: "My subordinates pay homage to the Clan Master."

Hearing this, the fat man couldn't help looking at Qiao Feng, and said, "Are you Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang? Brothers are different, you must have heard my name before?"

Qiao Feng smiled: "So it's Mr. Bao San, I've known you for a long time."

"No, no, what name do I have? It's just a notoriety in the world. Hehe, everyone knows that I make troubles and hurt people with my words. Master Qiao, you came to Jiangnan casually without saying hello. This is Yours is gone."

Qiao Feng was slightly annoyed, and said lightly: "It's up to me, please ask Mr. Bao San for advice."

"Mr. Murong of my family respects you as the leader of Qiao Gang and the number one person. He went to Luoyang to find you without hesitation. How did you come to Jiangnan to enjoy yourself? Hehe, what's the reason, what's the reason?"

Qiao Feng smiled slightly, knowing that this person was really unreasonable, why should he say hello to your Murong family when he came to Jiangnan by himself?

Feng Ji also chuckled from the side: "When did this Jiangnan become your Murong family's territory? Could it be that everyone who comes to this Jiangnan has to say hello to your Murong family?"

Qiao Feng glanced at Feng Ji, with gratitude in his eyes, knowing that Feng Ji spoke out for him.

Feng Ji didn't want to delay on these trivial matters, he just wanted to let the beggar gang quickly get to the point, staged a plot to force Qiao Feng to abdicate, and personally verified that if Qiao Feng's fate could be reversed, he represented one of the eight sects of heaven Luck, can it dissipate.

Seeing that Feng Ji interrupted, and the reputation of the Murong family was involved, Bao BuTong's eyes suddenly showed anger.

He yelled: "It's unreasonable, who are you, how can you interrupt indiscriminately? You should be beaten, you should be beaten!"

He said it was time to slap him, but the man came over in a flash, and with a quick slap, he was about to slap Feng Ji in the face.

Qiao Feng was furious immediately, Feng Ji was brought by him, this package didn't know what to do, and he wanted to hurt someone.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a voice of laughter coming from the air: "No, no, if you want to fight, who in this Jianghu would know that I love fighting the most? Brother Bao, who insulted the Murong family? I'm coming to meet him!"

After all, he roared towards Feng Ji with a single sword turned into a gust of wind.

Abi and Azhu in the distance recognized Feng Ji, and they couldn't help showing surprise.

"It's him!"

"Ah, Mr. Feng!"

Wang Yuyan couldn't help looking sideways, and asked, "Sister Azhu, Sister Abi, do you recognize him?"

A'Zhu nodded quickly, and said: "This man's martial arts are extremely high, and his lightness kung fu is superb, I'm afraid Third Brother Bao and Fourth Brother Feng will suffer."

Abi also hurriedly said: "Brother Bao, be careful, this man is very skilled in martial arts."

Bao BuTong was approaching at this time, so he slapped him.

It's just that before the arm fell, suddenly a violent palm wind roared.

Before he could react, the whole person flew upside down, with a crash, the tree shook, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

At this time, Feng Ji waved his hand casually again, and clapped his palm calmly.

Immediately, the palm wind was fierce, and with a clatter, it hit the void.

Feng Bo Ei happened to land in the mid-air where the power of the palm was.

Bang!
The stormy man had already been sent flying by this palm before he landed.

With a bang, it hit the tree and lay on the ground together with Bao BuTong.

The two girls, Azhu and Abi, were shocked, and Wang Yuyan also ran over together.

"Third Brother Bao, Fourth Brother Feng, are you alright?"

The two helped them up, but they saw that their faces were as pale as gold paper.

Qiao Feng watched from beginning to end, and couldn't help being shocked.

"He used two palms randomly just now, he didn't know how to do it, and he couldn't see any moves, but the palm force he erupted was powerful and fierce, even stronger than my Dragon Subduing Palm Technique!"

"This person's internal strength is so deep that I'm afraid it's much higher than mine."

Qiao Feng was horrified, and immediately respected Feng Ji even more.

On the other side, the two daughters, Azhu and Abi, were anxious, and suddenly Azhu knelt down in the direction of Qiao Feng, crying, "Master Qiao, please save them, Brother Bao has a bad mouth, but he has no evil intentions." of."

Qiao Feng frowned slightly, thinking that he came to Jiangnan to investigate the truth about the death of Vice-Clan Leader Ma, not to make a grudge, so he walked over immediately, helped A'Zhu up, and said, "Let me take a look."

At that moment, he grabbed Bao and Feng's vests, circulated his internal energy, and worked hard for them, but he didn't know why in his heart, he had a special fondness for that maid named A'Zhu.

Looking at this scene, Feng Ji was secretly amazed. It turned out that the moment Qiao Feng and A'Zhu came into contact, Feng Ji immediately saw a faint connection between the luck behind the two.

He recalled that among the eight tribes, it was rumored that Gandharpo was Di Shitian's god of music, and the two of them would have a good impression when they met.

Feng Ji felt strange in his heart, his mind moved slightly, and suddenly he raised his hand, and instantly blasted the luck above A Zhu's head with the six-meridian sword!
Pfft——!
The Six-Meridian Excalibur pierced through the air, piercing through the luck above A'Zhu's head, and A'Zhu suddenly yelled out in fright.

And the luck of the Gandharva above her head also suddenly dimmed for a few minutes, and a faint golden light fell down.

Feng Ji was overjoyed immediately.

"The six-meridian sword is activated externally, not only has the effect of hurting people, but also has the effect of cutting down luck and separating cause and effect."

He carefully looked at the connection between A'Zhu and Qiao Feng's luck, and it was indeed disconnected a little.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but said at this moment: "Brother Feng, she's just a girl, why did she hurt someone?"

Feng Ji looked at Qiao Feng and smiled: "Brother Qiao, if I wanted to hurt her, I would not hit her on the top of the head, but go directly to her face."

"Is your Excellency a member of the Dali Duan Clan? Did you use the Six Meridian Excalibur of the Dali Duan Clan just now?" Wang Yuyan couldn't help asking.

Feng Ji glanced at her, smiled without saying a word.

Wang Yuyan was secretly worried: "Even people from the Duan family in Dali have come to Jiangnan to embarrass my cousin..."

Abi supported Azhu, glared at Feng Ji, and said, "Miss Biao, his surname is Feng, not from the Duan family in Dali."

Wang Yuyan was taken aback: "Not a descendant of the Duan family? Then what kind of skill was the invisible sword energy just now?"

Feng Ji ignored the speculations of the two, but looked around, and suddenly he laughed.

But there was a lot of footsteps coming from all around, and a large number of beggar gang disciples rushed over.

In the southeast direction, a middle-aged man with a handsome face, wearing a square scarf, strode forward and shouted, "Master Qiao, why are you here to heal the enemies of the gang?"

Qiao Feng opened his eyes, looked at the person coming, couldn't help frowning, then looked around at the disciples of the Beggars' Clan, secretly surprised.

The disciples of this sect have always respected and loved him, if they had seen him from a distance in the past, they would have bowed down and said hello, but today these people not only did not greet him, but each held a weapon in their hands, showing hostility in their eyes.

He couldn't help looking at Feng Ji subconsciously, thinking of what Feng Ji said in Wuxi City that the disciples of the beggar gang conspired to abolish him as the leader of the clan.

"Is it possible that what he said is true?"

"It's just such a conspiracy, how did he know? Is he also one of the masterminds?"

"No, if he is the mastermind, why did he tell me such a secret in the city? Is this person a friend or an enemy?"

Forcibly suppressing his doubts, he looked at the man in the square scarf and shouted: "We came to Jiangnan to avenge Second Brother Ma's great revenge. But after a few days of investigation, I feel that killing Brother Ma The murderer may not be Young Master Murong."

This middle-aged man in a square scarf is none other than Quan Guanqing, a scholar of the ten directions.

He is quite scheming, the eight-pocket helmsman who ranks second only to the six elders in the beggar gang, and is in charge of the 'Great Wisdom Sub-rudder'.

He looked sullen, and was about to speak, but Feng Ji suddenly smiled and said: "Quan Guanqing, you are going to abolish Qiao Feng's position as the sect leader. Right now, he is helping others with their skills. Isn't it good to do it directly? Ask here and here do what?"

Quan Guanqing was taken aback. How could outsiders know such a secret?
He hurriedly shouted: "Who are you?"

Feng Ji smiled: "No need to ask any more questions, I'm a foreigner, and I'm here just for a gamble."

Everyone was astonished, Qiao Feng couldn't help but look at him, knowing that the game Feng Ji mentioned was a bet with himself.

It's just that the current situation seems to have confirmed Feng Ji's words. This time, he has already lost the bet.

But now he doesn't care about winning or losing the bet, he just wants to find out what happened to the beggar gang, why did everyone secretly join forces to abolish his position as the gang leader?

(End of this chapter)