" How is this possible?!"
Seeing this scene, the group of heroes could not believe it.
Xiao Feng of Beiqiao Peak had been famous in Jianghu for hundreds of years. He was unrivaled in the Jianghu with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
No one did not know the high level of martial arts.
How could he have thought that he would be defeated by such a young Jinyiwei with one palm strike?
Lian Xing and Lu Xiaofeng looked at each other. They knew that Du Ming's swordsmanship was superb, but they didn't expect his palm technique to be so unfathomable!
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is extremely strong and can be said to be the peak of external attacks. Not only did the user have to have a strong physique, but they also had to be brave!”
Du Ming looked at Xiao Feng with a serious expression.
"Actually, my palm technique is inferior to yours. His internal energy was far inferior, but do you know why he lost to this palm?”
"I…"
Facing the question, Xiao Feng was momentarily speechless.
"It's you who knows that Xiao Yuanshan is guilty. It's you who feels guilty towards your adoptive parents! With so much guilt and hesitation, how could he win if he couldn't even unleash 30% of the power of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?”
Du Ming was right. Xiao Feng's expression darkened.
Duan Yu and Xu Zhu stayed by Xiao Feng's side. Although their martial arts skills were high, they did not save him.
One of them had to think for the Duan family of Dali, while the other had to think for Shaolin Temple and the Spiritual Vulture Palace.
Snatching someone from the Embroidered Uniform Guards was equivalent to offending the imperial court.
If they were alone, they would not be afraid of anything, but they had friends, family, and disciples behind them.
If they really did, who could withstand the imperial court's crusade?
Moreover, Xiao Feng understood that he couldn't implicate his two brothers because of his father's life.
As for the heroes, they were helpless against Du Ming, who represented the Ming court and justice in the human world.
"My lord…"
"My son, a real man is born in this world. If you do it, you do it. If you die, you die. There's no need to beg!”
Even though Xiao Yuanshan was captured, his heroic spirit did not diminish at all.
To be able to die together with Murong Bo, the culprit, and get revenge for hundreds of years, it was worth it!
" Who dares to touch Xiao Yuanshan?"
At this moment, a loud shout interrupted Du Ming.
Everyone looked over and saw that the person who had just spoken was none other than the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun, who were clad in black armor!
The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun had dominated the northern martial arts world, the desert, and the grassland. They had no fixed residence. The only person in their eyes was Xiao Feng, the king of the southern courtyard!
If they could save Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan, even if they lost a few people, they might be able to restore the glory of the Great Liao Dynasty from a hundred years ago.
Swoosh!
The Tang saber was unsheathed, and its cold light was cold!
Among the eighteen cavalrymen, six Inborn experts unleashed their auras at the same time, causing the battle formation formed by the nineteen of them to be like an army of thousands of horses and horses, suppressing the heroes!
If Xiao Feng continued to attack, Du Ming wouldn't be able to block it.
Even if Lian Xing, Lu Xiaofeng, and a bunch of Brocade Guard brothers were involved.
However, Du Ming was fearless!
"Impudent!" Du Ming looked straight at the leader of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun,"You want to provoke the Imperial Court and let the old story of Emperor Yong Le stepping on the grassland ice river reappear in the Northern Desert Plains?"”
"You!"
The leader of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun stared at Du Ming. He wanted to curse him for being despicable, but he also wanted to kill this dog official!
"Stop!"
The battle was about to break out. Xiao Feng suppressed his injuries and shouted!
"You are here for me. If you are, then all of you can leave! This was the Central Plains, the Great Ming Dynasty, not the Great Song of a few hundred years ago.”
At the mention of Great Song, Xiao Feng's eyes were filled with sorrow.
In a daze, a hundred years had passed in the human world. Even if Song Liao wasn't around, he didn't want to ignite the flames of war on this land alone and cause the lives of the people to be plunged into misery.
Hearing the order, the leader of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun was unwilling, but an order was an order.
"Yes, sir!"
The eighteen cavalrymen of Yan Yun obeyed the order and withdrew their sabers at the same time.
"Lord Du, the son will pay for his father's debt. Xiao Feng is willing to be punished on behalf of his father.”
He didn't want to implicate others, and one person was useless. At this moment, Xiao Feng could only plead!
He let go of Xuzhu's support, and the seven-foot-tall hero fell like a mountain!
Plop!
Xiao Feng suddenly knelt down!
Seeing this scene, the group of heroes was shocked. Such filial piety, no one was not moved.
Even Du Ming felt a little sympathetic at this moment.
However, justice was justice, and it must be judged fairly!
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