The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world.

Chapter 491 Iron Fist A Yong Kneels

"You are so unfair!" Tie Kaicheng patted Lao Miaozi on the shoulder.

Lao Miaozi was stunned, not understanding what Tie Kaicheng meant.

"You told Aji to leave quickly, why didn't you let me run away?" Tie Kaicheng asked, "Are you sure that I am a match for the big boss's three thugs?"

"But you didn't kill any of the boss's men." Lao Miaozi said with a confused look on his face.

"But I saved you guys?" Tie Kaicheng said, "And I instigated them to attack Aji. Strictly speaking, I am also an accomplice."

Lao Miaozi blinked and said, "Then you guys should leave quickly too?"

Tie Kaicheng asked with a smile, "If I leave, what will happen to your family?"

Lao Miaozi's cheeks twitched, and he said dryly, "We are just an ordinary family. The big boss will not treat us as an equal."

"So you think you can protect us from this disaster?" Tie Kaicheng said with a smile.

"Of course not!"

The people who were talking were not from the people in the yard, but from outside the yard.

The next moment, with a "bang", the wooden gate of the courtyard, which was not very thick to begin with, suddenly shattered into pieces, with debris flying everywhere, just like a hidden weapon shot by an ordinary gangster. If everyone was not far away from the door, they would have been injured by the flying wood chips.

Behind the broken wooden door was a fist that had not yet been retracted.

What a heavy fist!
Tie Kaicheng nodded. It was indeed the Kongtong style, with the authentic strength of Wudang internal martial arts, but the sword was unconventional and extremely powerful.

After the wooden door was broken, the situation outside the yard was revealed. A middle-aged man with a strong build and gorgeous clothes stood in the front, followed by seven or eight people, all of whom looked at everyone with ferocious eyes.

The middle-aged man walked in slowly, blew on his clean fist, blowing away the non-existent dust and debris on his fist, and did not look at Xie Xiaofeng, but at Tie Kaicheng.

"Iron Chief Escort!"

"you know me?"

"I don't know you, but someone knows you." The middle-aged man said calmly, "Although the big boss never leaves Dongcheng, there is nothing he doesn't know about the Three Rivers and Five Lakes."

"I heard about it." Tie Kaicheng nodded. "The big boss is generous and has hundreds of brothers under him. They come from all over the world and are well-informed."

"Since you know this, you shouldn't meddle in the big boss's business," said the middle-aged man.

"I never meddle in the big boss's business. I even gave the driver some thoughtful advice." Tie Kaicheng said with a smile, "It's just that this useless Aji was a little unexpected. That's his own problem."

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and smiled with satisfaction. He thought Tie Kaicheng was scared and didn't dare to go against the big boss.

"I've heard that Chief Escort Tie blinded Mei Changqing's eyes with one sword and killed the Wudang traitor Bai Mu with one sword. Now that this matter is settled, we can get closer." The middle-aged man returned the favor.

Wawa and Lao Miaozi looked at Tie Kaicheng with some disappointment. They also thought that Tie Kaicheng was afraid of the big boss.

But they soon felt relieved. It was normal for them to have such great power and influence as the big boss.

After letting Tie Kaicheng go, the middle-aged man finally turned his attention back to Xie Xiaofeng, "Are you the useless Aji?"

"It's me." Xie Xiaofeng said lightly.

Others thought that Tie Kaicheng was a coward, but he didn't think so. The lightness skill that Tie Kaicheng just displayed had already proved his strength, and he would never be afraid of a local tyrant in Jiangnan.

Xie Xiaofeng knew Tie Kaicheng's purpose, because Tie Kaicheng did not hide his purpose at all. He just wanted to force him to take action, just to watch the fun!
Although Xie Xiaofeng didn't know why Tie Kaicheng did this, he was not curious.

Xie Xiaofeng felt that he had already lost hope, so he didn't care. However, since Tie Kaicheng already knew his identity and he had already made a move again, it was meaningless to pretend at this time, so when facing this aggressive middle-aged man in front of him, his mentality was already calm.

"You should have heard of my name. My name is Iron Fist Ayong." The middle-aged man sneered.

"Whatever name you call yourself has nothing to do with me." Xie Xiaofeng said.

"My name has nothing to do with you, but my fist has something to do with you," said Ayong.

"Oh?"

"You killed three of the boss's men." A Yong said, "Someone has killed the boss's men before. Do you know what happened to them?"

"do not know."

"They are all dead." A Yong said, "Some had their intestines smashed by my punch, some had their sternums shattered by Tietou, and some had their heads smashed into their chests by Tiehu's palm."

"Oh."

"You don't look afraid at all?" A Yong asked.

"I don't have to be afraid." Xie Xiaofeng said.

"You are really brave. No wonder you dared to take those seven or eight blows and go against the big boss." A Yong said with a smile, "In that case, I won't bully you. If you dare to take a punch from me, I will consider you really brave and let what happened in the daytime be forgotten."

"Please." When Xie Xiaofeng became Xie Xiaofeng, facing a guy like Tiequan Ayong, he didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense.

But Xie Xiaofeng's cold attitude caused Wawa and Lao Miaozi to misunderstand. They thought that Xie Xiaofeng had given up, no longer wanted to live, and was ready to die under Ayong's punch.

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng's attitude, A Yong nodded and said, "You really are annoying when you look like this."

As he spoke, he walked towards Xie Xiaofeng. Each step was exactly the same size. At the same time, the swing of his arms became larger and larger. His right hand was clenched, and he began to gather strength.

But the first one to lose his temper was not Xie Xiaofeng, but Lao Miaozi.

"Fuck him, just die!" Lao Miaozi shouted and rushed forward, "What's so great about your fist? If you have the guts, hit me first!"

But before Lao Miaozi could rush forward, a hand appeared on his shoulder, pinning him to the spot, "Don't disturb me from watching the show."

Of course it was Tie Kaicheng who took action. Even if Lao Miaozi was as strong as an ordinary person, how could he withstand the pressure from Tie Kaicheng?
A Yong completely ignored Lao Miaozi's noise, and strode to Xie Xiaofeng, sneered, and punched Xie Xiaofeng in the face.

He wanted to smash this face that seemed to look distant from everything he saw into pieces, until even those closest to him wouldn't be able to recognize him.

"Oh!"

There was a sound of collision, and the next moment there was the sound of bones breaking, and this sounded for more than ten times in succession.

Ayong's face changed suddenly because he saw that his fist had been deformed.

He had practiced his iron fist for more than 30 years, which could split mountains and rocks, and even the hard qigong of Shaolin Temple. How could it be broken just like that?

Ayong screamed and fell over.

Xie Xiaofeng slowly withdrew his hands, and his hands hung naturally on both sides of his body, as steady as a rock, without even a scratch on his skin.

"Go back and tell your big boss that if you want to kill me, you have to find a good fighter. This kind of bastard is not worthy of me."

(End of this chapter)