Western Xia First Grade Hall

"Beast, beast!"

The knights of the Western Xia Yipintang, who were following behind and had not yet arrived, squeezed their legs tightly against their horses' bellies.

He tried his best to control the beast beneath him.

The whips clashed, and curses poured down their faces.

These people did not come close and were not affected by Ji Boying's internal force, so they were unharmed.

But horses are animals, and sometimes their senses are even more acute than those of humans.

Seeing the scene of chaos and destruction ahead, these beasts naturally became restless and hesitated to move forward.

Looking at the dozens of horses that had already arrived, their legs and hooves were all weak, some lying on the ground, some panting heavily, some neighing with difficulty, and some foaming at the mouth.

"General, General, are you alright?"

The big-nosed man possessed considerable internal strength; after all, Ji Boying had only intended to intimidate them, not to kill them outright.

After taking a few breaths, I recovered.

He got up from the ground and, without even thinking about himself, ran to the man in red to fawn over him.

They quickly helped the man up.

General Helian, dressed in red, was thrown around in a daze and looked quite disheveled.

"Get out of here, you useless thing!"

He kicked the big-nosed man in the leg.

His face was filled with shame and anger.

Having just regained my footing with the help of the big-nosed guy, this movement still made my lower back and knees feel a bit sore.

He swayed twice more, almost falling over, and nearly lost face again.

His mount was a fine steed, while the other warriors' horses were barely able to stand.

His warhorse had only jumped a few times in a restless manner, throwing him off, but now it was still standing firmly.

General Helian struggled to climb onto his horse.

I'm still shaken.

Qiao Feng was only strong in internal energy, but what was even more impressive was his ability to fight stronger opponents and his mastery of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Sound Attack are not his forte.

He was just an extra, despite causing such a huge impact.

It was Ji Boying's doing that he could frighten the enemy so badly, as if a thunderclap had suddenly sounded in mid-air, making their chests pound like drums, their vision go black, their ears filled with noise, and causing them to lose control and fall off their horses.

Not only was Ji Boying's internal strength profound, but Ji Boying also specially cultivated the art of Sound Attack.

Indeed, the people from the Western Xia Yipintang led by General Helian were quite powerful.

They are all warriors and Jianghu people they carefully selected.

Otherwise, Ji Boyin could have simply snorted and unleashed Sound Attack to end their lives.

They will become mentally unstable, their blood will surge, and they will die from bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Brother Ji, you are truly skilled!"

Xiao Feng once again praised it.

"A petty trick, not worth mentioning."

Ji Boying said modestly.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng felt extremely ashamed.

That cold snort just now sent shockwaves through the Western Xia Yipintang, causing chaos and disarray among its members.

All the heroes believed it was the work of the two of them.

But it was I who benefited from it.

Xiao Feng knew his own limitations.

He was surprised countless times today; this Brother Ji was truly amazing.

He's so young, yet his inner strength surpasses mine.

His Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms technique is no worse than mine.

Even in the few times he made a move, his Lightness Skill was extraordinary.

He can use his internal energy to keep a dying person alive, and he also knows Sound Attack similar to the Lion's Roar Skill.

It's truly amazing.

Even Xiao Feng, who always believed that the stronger one is, and dared to throw a few punches no matter what situation he encountered, has now truly admitted defeat and is far behind.

"Brother, you're too modest. The people of the world are ignorant, talking about Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Murong. But after seeing this today, who cares about North and South? Northern Qiao Feng and Southern Murong combined are probably not even as good as the Central Divine!"

Xiao Feng himself praised it.

This is because Mount Zhongnan is located in the Qinling Mountains, which has always been the dividing line between the north and the south.

Ji Boying called himself Qi Cultivator from Mount Zhongnan, and naturally he was located in the center.

Looking at his extraordinary skills, which are rare in the world, the term "supernatural power" is a fitting description.

With Xiao Feng's personal endorsement, the Beggar Gang members in Apricot Forest, who had already been impressed by Ji Boying's methods, all praised and cheered.

"The Central Divine's martial arts are unparalleled!"

"The Central Divine Power is awe-inspiring throughout the world!"

"The Central Divine's strength is truly remarkable; we are far beyond his reach."

They praised them one by one.

Ji Boying did not care about the opinions of irrelevant people.

But now they all claim to be the "Central Divine," which actually makes me find it rather amusing.

Unexpectedly, this name was actually called out in this world.

I wonder what title Wang Chongyang will be given when he once again surpasses the Four Greats a hundred years from now.

Will he be called Central Divine again?

Is calling himself "Central Divine" a way of paying homage to himself?

If he takes this title, will he then consider himself the founder of the Quanzhen Sect School?

Haha, that's funny.

"They really are a bunch of filthy Delia! All they know is how to brag and they have no manners whatsoever!"

General Helian was so angry that he started cursing.

He originally intended to use his cavalry's swift movements to intimidate his opponents.

Unexpectedly, their arrogance was completely extinguished, leaving them in a sorry state and utterly humiliated.

It was just a huge embarrassment.

These people were boasting and praising each other again.

He was arrogant and disregarded his own warriors.

Especially the person they were praising seemed to be stepping on him to show off, which General Helian had come from afar to show off his power, could not tolerate.

Naturally, he would start cursing loudly.

Let's teach these stinking Delia a lesson.

The guy with the big nose also came closer, deliberately trying to start a conversation.

"General, look."

Helian Tieshu followed the direction the big-nosed man was pointing.

"He's still alive?"

The Western Xia general was very surprised.

That man surnamed Xie personally cut his throat.

They tormented him until he was on the verge of death.

Only then did his subordinates use their immense internal energy to throw the object far in front of Xiao Feng and the others.

How could he still be alive?

Especially since the person was lying on the ground, although his face could not be seen, the rise and fall of his chest was very regular.

Although the fluctuations in his chest were not significant and his breathing was extremely slow, for someone whose throat had been cut and who was on the verge of death, the fact that his chest was not heaving violently indicated that he was out of danger.

"General, it was that brat who saved the man's life. If we were to bring him to our Great Xia, wouldn't we have an extra life in a critical moment? Such a brilliant method will surely be very useful."

Helian Tieshu nodded.

"Very good, go and bring him here. I'll give you credit for this."

"Huh? Me?"

Big-nosed Nu'er Hai scratched his head, feeling a real headache.

Offering advice is easy, but putting it into practice is difficult.

Helian Tieshu's habit was really not good.

Every time I offered a plan to the general, he would say the same thing.

"Very good, go and do it."

The person who just snorted felt as if the sky had fallen.

What should we do about this?

I don't want to embarrass myself again! I have to strike first!

He subtly made a gesture, and his four subordinates turned and walked away.

Xiao Feng, however, took the initiative to step forward.

"We agreed to meet in Mount Hui, but something came up and I have to reschedule. Since you don't agree, you've come at the perfect time."

Xiao Feng spoke loudly to Helian Tieshu.

"You want to see the Dog Beating Staff Technique and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Which one of you will come forward and have a go at it!"

Suddenly, a person with a gruff voice emerged from behind.

"What cat-beating stick technique, snake-subduing palm? Come on, let me see what you've got. Let's have a fight first!"

As he spoke, the man stood there with his hands on his hips, holding a strange-looking pair of large scissors in his hand.

Everyone stared at this ugly-looking, fierce-looking fellow.

"Good disciple, what brings you here? Hurry up and kowtow to your master! My two younger sisters are here too, kowtow to your aunt as well."

It was Duan Yu who was shouting at Third Master Yue.

Third Master Yue was greatly surprised to see Duan Yu in the Apricot Forest.

The ugly face instantly became extremely embarrassed.

"Oh dear! You... Ouch... This..."

No one could understand what had happened.

A'Zhu, A'Bi, and Wang Yuyan all looked at Duan Yu with curiosity.

Duan Yu couldn't help but feel a little smug.

He really wanted to show off in front of Wang Yuyan.

Then he said, "Good disciple, you must obey. Xiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Gang, is my sworn brother. You must not be rude."

Third Master Yue felt extremely aggrieved.

The large scissors in his hand kept opening and closing.

He was so anxious he jumped up and down.

Feeling incredibly stifled, I turned my head and yelled.

"Son of a bitch!"

That shout was quite loud.

Although not as lethal as Ji Boying, the roar made the leaves of the apricot tree rustle.

"Who are you calling a bastard!"

Duan Yu shouted.

Having become Duan Yu's disciple, Third Master Yue was naturally unwilling to break his Duan Yu and make himself a coward.

All he could do was let out a frustrated roar.

"I'm a rough guy, I love to swear, what's it to you?"

"Alright, now that you've seen your master, as well as your fellow disciples, why haven't you come over and kowtowed?"

Third Master Yue suppressed his anger, ran up to him, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed.

"Master, your disciple kowtows!"

After kowtowing once, Third Master Yue turned and ran away.

No matter what Duan Yu said about being a "master aunt" or "master Third Master Yue refused to pay any attention.

He ran while shouting in frustration!

The leaves rustled incessantly, and the roaring sound surged like waves, fierce and powerful. Most of the people who heard it were astonished, realizing that this person's internal strength was so high!

Apart from Qiao Feng, there are probably few in the Beggar Gang who can stop him!

However, this fierce and highly skilled fellow was actually persuaded to kowtow in front of everyone after just a few words.

It seems to be adhering to some kind of rule of its own.

Duan Yu appears to be a quiet and refined young gentleman, a scholar.

It's strange that he could become his master, but I think he must have taken advantage of this villain's personality and outsmarted him.

If you force him to make some vow or abide by some rule, you can naturally control him.

"Third brother, why are you running?"

Call me Second Master Yue!

Although I heard Third Master Yue shout angrily, the sound gradually faded away and did not linger here.

As soon as the words were spoken, another skinny bamboo pole emerged from the crowd.

Duan Yu immediately realized something was wrong.

"Miss Wang, my two sisters, hide behind me and don't let this villain see you."

"This man is the vicious Yun Zhonghe, a notorious lecher. You are all so beautiful; it would be a huge problem if he set his sights on you."

Duan Yu spoke, he reminded Xiao Feng and Ji Boying.

"Brother, Great Hero Ji, please be careful. The Four Great Evils have joined the First-Class Hall. They are very skilled in martial arts, especially their leader."

Xiao Feng nodded.

Sure enough, the skinny guy's eyes lit up as he stared at the three beauties behind Duan Yu.

He looked again at Madam Ma, whose cheeks were swollen high, with a reluctant expression.

Ultimately, they turned their attention to Madam Ma.

Kang Min is ripe for the fullest.

The peach was plump and round, and the two white rabbits were chubby and cute. Their faces had a charming and seductive air about them, but they were dressed in a simple white mourning dress. Their cheeks were red and swollen from being slapped, and their bright and alluring eyes were secretly filled with tears.

This greatly excited Yun Zhonghe.

He subtly wiggled his hips and shook his thighs to adjust the trajectory.

He then charged forward with the steel claw in his hand.

Behind them was another woman, holding a baby to bring up the rear.

"Okay, let's wait until everyone arrives."

Ji Boying said something out of the blue.

Xiao Feng turned to look at Ji Boying, but didn't understand.

Seeing Yun Zhonghe rush over, he was quite disdainful.

He raised his hand to deliver a slap and teach these people a lesson.

With a swift movement, he precisely intercepted Yun Zhonghe, sending him staggering back three steps with a single Yun Zhonghe strike.

Xiao Feng was shocked. "What's going on? Be careful, someone has secretly poisoned us!"

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, everyone started screaming in alarm.

One by one, they felt a stinging pain in their eyes and couldn't help but want to cry.

I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, but felt weak and sore all over.

"The Tartars are up to no good!"

"Oh dear, my eyes! What happened to them?!"

One by one, everyone collapsed, powerless. Xiao Feng felt weak in his limbs and was filled with fear.

This is terrible.

The entire Beggar Gang' Sect has been caught off guard!

I'm about to be trapped!

Although Xiao Feng was weak in his limbs, he still insisted on standing still.

My eyes were slightly red, but I managed to stop blinking to reduce the amount of tears.

Yun Zhonghe, still shaken, held the steel claws to his chest.

Even seeing that Xiao Feng seemed to be swaying, they dared not advance any further.

That last scare really scared him.

They knew all along that the poison had been released, which is why they brazenly rushed out to snatch the person.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng struck him squarely in the chest with a palm strike, nearly breaking his bones.

He was in so much pain that he had to hold his breath and had no choice but to take three steps back to dissipate the force.

Little did he know that Xiao Feng hadn't expected this either.

The man before me has some Lightness Skill in light footwork, but his internal strength is negligible. Hearing the name of this lecherous thief, I thought this palm strike would at least seriously injure him, if not kill him.

Unexpectedly, his arms were powerless, and he could only push the man back three steps.

Xiao Feng finally couldn't hold on any longer and blinked.

The tears that had been building up in my eyes burst forth as if a dam had been opened.

Xiao Feng's view was blocked.

Yun Zhonghe then smiled smugly.

Xiao Feng felt regret. If it weren't for all the trouble in Apricot Forest, he thought he would have set up sentries, both overt and covert, and the enemy wouldn't have been able to sneak up on him and put the medicine at such close range.

But is it too late to regret it?

Yun Zhonghe stepped forward triumphantly.

Come here!

"Oops!"

Just as he was feeling smug, several strands of silk suddenly landed on his arm.

Yun Zhonghe felt an irresistible force pulling him over like a rag doll.

They hadn't even realized what was happening.

He felt as if someone had shaken his bones apart, and he instantly lost the ability to resist.