"Cough cough." Wang Jiantong coughed twice again: "Young Master Li wants to see the unique skills of the Beggars' Sect, there is no need to wait for Feng'er to come back. Let me come and learn about Li Shaoxia's tricks."

Ma Dayuan, Bai Shijing and others were all shocked.

Wang Jiantong is already terminally ill, how can he fight with others again?

Ma Dayuan said: "Gangmaster, no."

A hint of joy flashed in Kang Min's eyes.

Kang Min doesn't like Ma Dayuan.

After all, Ma Dayuan is over 20 years older than her and has a poor appearance. She married Ma Dayuan, but she only attracted Ma Dayuan's identity as the deputy leader.

If Wang Jiantong dies, Ma Dayuan, as the deputy leader, can become the leader.

By then, Kang Min will be the legitimate wife of the gang leader.

Of course, this is just Kang Min's wishful thinking.

Except for her, who doesn’t know that the next leader of the Beggars’ Sect is Qiao Feng? Ma Dayuan is not enough to serve as the leader of the gang in terms of martial arts or prestige.

Elder Xu said, "Gangmaster, you don't need to take action. Let's wait for Qiao Feng to come back."

Wang Jiantong glanced at the senior management of the Beggars' Sect and shook his head secretly. If you are successful, why should you force yourself to take action?

In the entire Beggars' Sect, except Qiao Feng, there is no real master.

Ma Dayuan, Bai Shijing, Elder Xu and others can only be regarded as second-rate players in the world. They do not have the ability to stand alone.

Wang Jiantong said: "I am a martial arts practitioner and I don't want to die on the hospital bed. I can't let others underestimate the Beggars' Sect. Young Master Li, please."

Li Yanzong said: "Haha, the spirit of seniors is admirable. OK, then juniors will offend them."

Wang Jiantong took a deep breath and activated his internal force. His turbid eyes suddenly became brighter, his waist was straightened, and there seemed to be less wrinkles on his face.

Wang Jiantong was full of energy and had no sick look, as if he was ten years younger.

"Young Master Li, I can only use one palm. If you can catch it, you will win." Wang Jiantong stared at Li Yanzong and said.

Li Yanzong drew out his long sword and nodded and said, "I am honored to see the Dragon Subduing Palm that shocked the martial arts world."

Li Yanzong was calm on the surface, but in fact he was very cautious.

Wang Jian is seriously ill and the deadline is approaching. It seems that there is no threat, but in fact, such people are the most difficult to mess with.

Not afraid of death, dare to fight for life. This is Wang Jiantong's current state.

Wang Jiantong's desperate palm is absolutely terrifying.

"Kanglong regrets!"

Wang Jiantong shot out the Dragon Subduing Palm. This was the last palm in his life. When he shouted "Kanglong Repent", it was like chanting a spell.

Sound, movement, spirit, harmonious resonance. This palm "Honglong has regrets" has a bit of the charm of unity between man and nature.

There was a hint of horror in Li Yanzong's eyes.

The Beggars' Sect's Dragon Subduing Palm is worthy of being the best palm technique in the world, and it is truly well-known.

Buzz.

A sword sound.

Li Yanzong set out his sword.

He did not use his family martial arts, but his sword skills learned in the Yipintang of Xixia. Of course, he did this to hide his true identity.

Li Yanzong was shocked.

The palm power dissipates.

Wang Jiantong said: "I didn't expect that when I was dying, I could understand the higher level of the Dragon Subduing Palm. Unfortunately... I couldn't do my best to this palm. Otherwise, Li Yanzong, you will definitely not be able to survive."

Li Yanzong nodded and said, "Senior said it well. If you are not sick, I can't take your palm."

Wang Jiantong stopped talking and just stood quietly, still playing the posture of Kang Long regretting.

Wang Jiantong's breathing stopped and his consciousness disappeared.

"Master."

Qiao Feng's voice came from outside the yard.

It was Qiao Feng and Wang Xiyao who arrived.

Qiao Feng walked to Wang Jiantong's side a few steps, was silent for a while before saying, "Master has left."

Wang Xiyao clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

Unexpectedly, he and Qiao Feng rushed back to the headquarters of the Beggars' Gang, but they still didn't see Wang Jiantong for the last time.

"Gangmaster..."

When they learned that Wang Jiantong had passed away, the senior executives of the Beggars' Sect looked sad. However, only God knows how many people are truly sad in their hearts.

Qiao Feng stared at Li Yanzong and said coldly: "You killed my mentor!"

Li Yanzong carefully observed Qiao Feng and said, "I and Senior Wang Jiantong are in a battle of justice. His death is not my business. Brother Qiao, if you want to fight, my Li Yanzong will follow. The Beggars' Sect is the largest gang in the Song Dynasty, but I, the First Pintang of Xixia, is not a false reputation."

Qiao Feng said: "Are you from the Yipintang of Xixia? You attacked and destroyed several branches of the Beggars' Gang. You came to your door today, so you won't be able to find you."

Li Yanzong said: "The king succeeds and the enemy defeats. You can also attack the First Pintang of Xixia."

Li Yanzong was working for the Western Xia court. Strictly speaking, he was not a pure person in the world.

He is different from a rude hero like Li Yanzong and Qiao Feng. He has the potential of a politician and does not talk about chivalrousness, but uses any means to achieve his goals.

The Xixia Yipintang attacked the branch of the Beggars' Sect, which was the idea proposed by Li Yanzong.

Qiao Feng said angrily: "Mr. Qiao will learn your master's tricks today."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Feng rushed towards Li Yanzong.

Qiao Feng's palm power is strong and powerful, which is a style of opening and closing.

Li Yanzong's martial arts are a clever way.

Li Yanzong did not fight Qiao Feng head-on, but chose to fight You. Qiao Feng could not take Li Yanzong for a while.

Wang Xiyao stood aside and was attracted by Li Yanzong's sword technique.

Wang Xiyao suddenly closed his eyes and said in his heart: "Senior brother's skills are better than Li Yanzong. But Li Yanzong's light skills are too flexible. Li Yanzong's body skills... are a bit similar to that masked old man. The light skills of the two are definitely in line with each other. Strangely, I have never practiced swordsmanship, so why can I see the flaws in Li Yanzong's sword skills?"

Li Yanzong's swordsmanship is definitely at the level of a first-class swordsman in the martial arts world.

However, in Wang Xiyao's eyes, Li Yanzong's swordsmanship was awkward.

Bang!

Qiao Feng shocked Li Yanzong with one palm.

With the help of Qiao Feng's power, Li Yanzong floated back like a butterfly, his movements were elegant, like a stunning geese.

Wang Xiyao said in his heart: "Li Yanzong did not completely avoid the palm power. Senior brother's palm just now hurt Li Yanzong."

Li Yanzong removed the strength of his palm, felt a sweet throat, and a bloody smell in his mouth and nose.

It's blood rushing upwards.

Li Yanzong gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood that poured into his mouth. He pretended to be nothing, and clasped his fists and said, "Brother Qiao has profound skills and pure palm power. Li Yanzong has learned about it today."

Qiao Feng didn't expect that Li Yanzong's light skills were so powerful, and said, "Your body skills and swordsmanship are also very powerful."

Wang Xiyao said, "Li Yanzong, you are no match for my senior brother. I can feel that you have suffered internal injuries. Also, swords are not used like you. If you want to beat my senior brother, you can go back and practice sword skills for another ten years."

Li Yanzong looked at Wang Xiyao and said coldly: "Who are you? Do you also understand swordsmanship?"

Wang Xiyao said: "Wang is just a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple, an unknown person. I have never practiced swordsmanship and don't understand swordsmanship. I just feel that your swordsmanship has not yet been truly introduced."

Li Yanzong's swordsmanship is varied, but it is actually fancy and whistle, and the realm of unity of man and sword has not reached it.

Li Yanzong sneered: "If you don't understand sword skills, don't talk nonsense. When you walk around the world, don't misfortune come from your mouth. Brother Qiao, I'll come to ask you for advice another day and say goodbye."

Li Yanzong left the yard and used his light skills to disappear.

Qiao Feng did not pursue him.

Li Yanzong's light skills are flexible, even if Qiao Feng chases you, he may not be able to catch up.

The most important thing at present is to deal with Wang Jiantong's funeral.

In dealing with Xixia Yipintang, there is still time in the future.

...

Li Yanzong left the head of the Beggars' Gang and felt safe. He tore off the human skin mask on his face and showed a handsome and handsome face.

Puff.

Li Yanzong sprayed a mouthful of blood.

"You are so famous that you are not as good as Qiao Feng, you are indeed amazing." Li Yanzong said angrily, "But I, Murong Fu, will not give you it. The next time "Nan Murong" will definitely defeat "Bei Qiao Feng". And that lay disciple from Shaolin Temple dared to mock me for not using a sword. It's really outrageous. Humph, if you and I meet again, you will die under my sword."

Murong Fu is a arrogant and conceited person who cannot tolerate others saying that he has shortcomings.

He turned into Li Yanzong and was in the first-pin hall of Xixia, and had never suffered any setbacks.
Chapter completed!