"Brother Changle, I want to go together too." Duan Yu ran over happily and said, his eyes always glanced at Xiaowan'er's face.

After being given a thunderous blow by Changle, he immediately became much more rules. On the other hand, Xu Dian beat Gongyegan just to bully others.

When Deng Baichuan saw that if he didn't take action, Gong Yegan would be beaten to tears. He ranks first among the four generals, with his martial arts skills and powerful internal strength. Although he has no great reputation in the world, he respects everyone who knows him.

He joined the Murong family in order to repay Murong Bo's kindness.

"Man! Take a palm!" Deng Baichuan shouted loudly before raising his palm at Xu Dian.

"Xu Dian, don't use softness again." Changle said in no hurry at all.

"Yes! Lord!" Xu Dian said happily. The move that opens and closes is his favorite.

"Come on!" Xu Dian faced Deng Baichuan's palm wind.

The two palms collided, and Deng Baichuan pushed them over with a strong force. His breath was immediately suffocated and he couldn't help but fall backward. He wanted to take advantage of the retreating force to remove the palm force, but several ribs were broken in his chest and his body had not yet dizzy.

"Brother Zhao, your subordinate's palm technique is really good." Qiao Feng said seriously. "This palm technique is also excellent."

Changle smiled and said, "When things get into this, let's have a discussion."

"The surname of Zhao! You are too bullying!" Feng Bo said angrily.

"How did I bully people? Your logic is quite interesting. I was wronged by you, so I'll admit it obediently. If you fight back, it's too much?" Changle frowned and asked.

To be honest, he didn't like these four guys very much, and now he felt that this guy was a little annoying when he heard this!

"Brother Qiao, just relying on the monk's words, I'm afraid that Zhao Changle is innocent." Murong Fu said quickly. He felt that his face was lost today.

"Mr. Murong, the monk and your father are old friends, so there is no need for the monk to lie to you." Jiumozhi felt that Abo's son was really not good!

"Master," Murong Fu asked frowned. He thought this monk was just Changle's subordinate, but he actually met his father, even though he had some origins.

"The little monk is the Tubo national teacher, the Ming King of Daxue Mountain, and the servant under the throne of the exiled immortal Zhao Changle." Jiumozhi said proudly.

Everyone: Why are you proud of when you are all servants?

Murong Fu's attitude suddenly improved a lot. He should have thought long ago that how could his father have had a good relationship with a monk for no reason? It turned out that he was the national teacher of Tubo, and he regretted his attitude towards others just now.

"I didn't know the identity of the national teacher just now, so I was so offensive." Murong Fu said with a smile.

"Don't call me a young monk or a national teacher, it's boring. I'm just a dog from the immortal Changle." Jiumozhi said with a pious smile.

"Okay, don't say that. Azhi is my good friend." Changle patted Jiumozhi's back and said.

"Thank you, the immortal!" Jiumozhi looked at Changle with emotion.

Everyone was curious whether Zhao Changle had any magic that could actually make the Tubo national master treat him like this.

"Originally, your opinion has no meaning to me, but today I met Brother Qiao and I feel pretty good. Then I will prove it to you." Changle looked at them indifferently and said.

"By the way, has anyone of you seen Yelu Yixin? Someone took out his head, and you said I'm lying to you."

"I've seen it!" The man talking was holding a big knife in his hand. "I saw him when I was in Liao's business, and I recognized him as he turned into ashes."

His master was humiliated by Yelu Yixin and died of depression after returning to the Song Dynasty.

Changle raised his head at Xu Dian, and he took out a box from the package.

There was a pickled head inside, and Xu Dian handed it to Yan Yun Shibaqi.

Eighteen people who had no sense of existence cried and kowtowed to Changle after seeing the head.

The man holding a big knife also started crying when he saw the head, "Master! Your revenge has been avenged!"

"Let's go, let's find a place to chat." Changle said to Qiao Feng with a smile.

"Okay!" Changle's innocence had been cleared, so Qiao Feng naturally didn't want to stay here for a long time.

Changle and Qiao Feng left with everyone, and the rest of the men in the martial arts world felt that they were dull. Murong Fu was even more embarrassed.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Wang Yuyan felt very distressed when she saw her cousin's appearance.

Duan Yu left reluctantly and went to drink with Changle and the others. Because Changle broke the statue of Li Qiushui at that time, Duan Yu was not so obsessed.

Now he is just licking Wang Yuyan, and he has not reached the point of licking his swearing to death.

Everyone found a restaurant. They knew that Changle was going to chat with Qiao Feng, so they specially asked them to have a table, but Duan Yu also sat with them.

Jiumozhi took Xiaowaner, Yanyun Eighteen Riders, and Xu Dian sat at a table.

"Why don't you ride a horse?" Jiumozhi asked, looking at Hu Siqiang who was panting along the way.

Hu Siqiang: I don’t want to answer this question!

Changle and Qiao Feng talked about some martial arts insights. Qiao Feng said that his Taizu Changquan could not have a rival. Changle laughed after hearing this.

"The first set of boxing techniques I learned was also Taizu Changquan." After saying that, Changle punched Wu Ren.

Duan Yu, who was standing beside him, couldn't even interfere. He wanted to find Xiao Wan'er with a slight look, but Jiumozhi smiled at him slightly. Duan Yu thought it would be better to listen to his two brothers.

Seeing Changle punching at no one, Qiao Feng suddenly fell into deep thought.

Changle didn't urge him, and ate braised pork and drank wine.

After half an hour, Qiao Feng came back to his senses and murmured to himself, "So that's it. My Taizu Changquan has completely understood the meaning of the boxing."

In the past, Qiao Feng was only one shot, but today Changle helped him kick that kick.

"Let's go, Brother Zhao, let's go and have a discussion." Qiao Feng got up and pulled Changle and walked out.

"Okay." Changle nodded with a smile.

Looking at Qiao Feng, who was full of vicissitudes, calling Changle the eldest brother, everyone was a little uncomfortable. However, the two of them had no sense of incongruity at all.

After the two came out, Changle smiled and said to Qiao Feng, "I'm here, and the opponent I most hope to fight is you."

"Brother Zhao, it's the first time I, Qiao Feng, have grown up so old, that I want to fight with all my strength!" Qiao Feng finished speaking.

He bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, pushed out with a shout, drew a semicircle with his left hand, and pushed out with his right palm.

"Kanglong regrets!"

A golden dragon was ready to go, and Changle laughed when he saw Kanglong regretting it.

He also made the same move, exerting his palm at Qiao Feng, and then coming first!

"Kanglong regrets!"
Chapter completed!