Chapter 77 The Four Wonders of Liao Kingdom

"In the Central Plains martial arts world, a group of people with nothing but wine and food to hold a world martial arts conference is simply ridiculous!"

As soon as the voice fell, four figures turned over from outside the temple and entered using Qinggong.

They were dressed strangely, and they looked like they were not martial arts people from the Central Plains.

"They are Khitans!" A hero from the north recognized them.

Everyone looked carefully and saw that the four people had rough demeanor. Although they spoke fluent Song Dynasty Mandarin, they could not hide that they were from the Liao Dynasty.

"That's right, the four of them are from Daliao!" The old man Qing Kui, who was the leader, nodded slowly, with a proud look on his face.

"How dare the Khitans come to join our Great Song Dynasty Wulin!"

"Khitan dog! How daring!"

"The way to death!"

The martial arts heroes shouted and cursed one after another.

The Wulin of the Song Dynasty was full of ill will towards the Liao Kingdom.

The "Qiao Feng Khitan Sect Incident" is enough to illustrate this.

Although Qiao Feng was well-known in the martial arts world of the Central Plains and was a leader in chivalry, but knowing that he was a Khitan, his former friends turned against him on the spot and attacked him in Juxian Manor.

If Duan Yu hadn't come out to refute the rumors, I'm afraid Qiao Feng would still be entangled by people in the martial arts world.

These four old men came from the Liao Kingdom, and they attacked the Central Plains martial arts with map cannons.

Their identity, words and deeds all aroused great indignation in the martial arts community in the Central Plains, causing everyone to yell and curse.

People in the martial arts community, except for a few disciples from famous families, are mostly rough people, and their curse words can be as unpleasant as they sound.

The eloquence of several people is comparable to that of Zu'an's liberal arts champion.

No matter how thick-skinned these four Liao masters were, they could no longer bear the thought of being greeted repeatedly as their own mothers.

One of the horse-faced old men shouted sternly: "A bunch of rats, they only know how to chirp! If you have the ability to come on stage and fight!"

He has a horse face, a lion nose, and leopard eyes, and his voice is as loud and buzzing as a bell. He is obviously a first-rate master.

"Who is Beiqiao Feng?"

"Who is Nan Murong again?"

"Come out and teach me!"

Each of the four great masters of the Liao Kingdom shouted on the stage, wanting only to torture people.

They came from afar and had poor information. Their understanding of the martial arts in the Central Plains was still in the era of "Qiao Feng in the north and Murong in the south".

Murong Fu felt happy after hearing this.

"Khitan dog! Stop being so arrogant!"

Immediately some people couldn't stand it and flew onto the stage.

"The leader of the Funiu Sect of the Great Song Dynasty, Guo Yanzhi, asked the martial arts of the Liao Kingdom for advice!"

The Song Dynasty's combat power measurement unit appeared, and the martial arts in the Central Plains was shaken.

Amid the cheers, Guo Yanzhi's Divine Whip whirred even more than before.

However, with only three moves, Guo Yanzhi was knocked off the stage by the horse-faced old man.

In the sound of regret.

Another martial arts figure from the Central Plains came to power.

"Iron-faced judge Shan Zheng is here to learn from me!"

Shan Zheng was put on trial, which made the horse-faced old man furious.

In just five moves, Shan Zheng was killed by the horse-faced old man's palm.

The Central Plains martial arts community sadly lost its judge.

While everyone was angry, they realized that this Liao master was so powerful in martial arts that few could rival him.

Thinking of the incident in the past when the five Khitan masters captured Wang Jiantong, the former leader of the Beggar Clan, I feel that these Khitan masters are not simple.

Many people focused their attention on the position of the Beggar Gang and Shaolin on the stage.

I hope Duan Yu and the Shaolin monks can take action to bring glory to the defeated enemies of the Central Plains Wulin.

Some people also looked at Qiao Feng and Murong Fu.

Murong Fu put his hand on his sword, but remained unmoved.

He is analyzing the combat capabilities of both sides.

And Zhuo Bufan, the sword god who made an awesome debut, didn't know where he was at this moment.

"I'll fight you!"

Qiao Feng, who had just stepped down from the stage, stood up and took the stage again.

They are both Khitan people, but the other party is too arrogant and is just trying to bring hatred to the Khitan people!

Sigh, hateful!

"Are you Xiao Feng?!"

The horse-faced old man looked at him with a surprised look on his face.

Qiao Feng and A'Zhu were herding horses and sheep outside the Great Wall, and spent some time in the Liao Kingdom's martial arts world. They took the name Xiao Feng and became a man of the hour.

"Exactly!" Qiao Feng responded.

The horse-faced old man immediately laughed: "Haha, I didn't expect Brother Xiao to be here too. This time you and I join forces to show these Song Dynasty warriors how powerful we Khitan people are!"

"You bastard! Shut up!"

Qiao Feng's eyes were sharp, and he slapped a palm with fierce force.

In shock, the horse-faced old man quickly received a palm.

"Bang!" There was a dull loud noise, like a muffled thunder explosion.

The horse-faced old man took five or six steps back and staggered.

A clear old man behind him opened his eyes and gave him a hand.

The horse-faced old man's face turned red, his eyes flashed, and he stared at Qiao Feng: "Xiao Feng, what are you doing? Are you going to betray the Liao Dynasty and join the Song Dynasty?"

Everyone was shocked, and they were able to receive Qiao Feng's blow without serious injury, which is enough to show that the martial arts of these four Liao masters were at least as strong as the Shaolin monks.

Qiao Feng's eyes flashed: "Aren't you looking for Bei Qiao Feng? I am Qiao Feng!"

"Well!"

The horse-faced old man said in shock: "Qiao Feng. Xiao Feng, so Xiao Feng, you are Bei Qiao Feng?!"

My heart says you are so awesome and so playful!

"I thought only I wanted to become famous in the two countries, but I never thought that a young man like you would have such ambitions. It's really good!"

He still looks like a martial arts senior.

"Then let me try Beiqiao Feng's martial arts!"

Another old Khitan man who looked like a giant bear stood out from behind.

His temples were bulging and his eyes were shining brightly. It was obvious that he had cultivated his internal energy to an extremely advanced level.

Among the four masters of the Liao Kingdom, one is as thin and strong as an old pine tree. He holds a long sword in his hand. He looks like a master of swordsmanship.

A majestic man, like a giant bear, who is a master of swordsmanship.

He also has a horse face, is good at palm skills, and has deep internal strength.

The last one among the four is short and ugly, so I won’t mention it.

"Brother Feng, let me do it!"

Duan Yu took a step forward and appeared on the ring with a smile on his face, as if he saw something delicious.

The fourth elder was startled, and when he saw his smile, he felt strange: "Who are you?"

"Duan Yu, leader of the Beggar Clan, who are you?"

"It turns out to be the leader of the Beggar Clan! Disrespectful!"

The old man Qing Kui stroked his three strands of green beard and said, "I, Yelu Feng, is in charge of the Liao Longhua Sect."

After giving his name, he looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, looking stern and proud.

"Yelufeng? Dragon Hua Sect?" Duan Yu pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I've never heard of it!"

Yelufeng's expression changed and he couldn't bear it.

The Longhua Sect was a famous sect in the Liao Kingdom, but he didn't know it!
To be continued...