"If you don't know..."

The sword master's expression did not change, and he poured another cup of tea for the martial master, "The martial master will not come as a guest either."

"Don't give me any excuses." The War Lord looked around and said, "Aren't the other two Saint Sect leaders still coming? I haven't seen them for two hundred years... I miss them quite a bit.

.”

There are ‘Four Saint Sects’ in this world.

The Sword Sect founded by the Sword Master is world-famous for its swordsmanship and sword cultivation.

Their sect has existed for more than 7,700 years and is an established holy sect.

The current sword master is the second master, who was qualified four thousand years ago.

But in just four thousand years, he has seen too many changes in dynasties and the rise of too many sects.

Similarly, the Sword Sect with a long history is also the apparent ‘leader’ of the Four Saint Sects.

As long as something happens, such as the invasion of rogue cultivators from endless overseas, or the turmoil of the great demons in the mountains and forests, or what happens in the imperial court.

Usually, the 'four saint sect sect leaders' come together to the Sword Sect for a meeting to discuss matters.

Including the four major saint sects, they also consider themselves to be upright, and consider themselves to be the maintainers of order in this world, protecting the common people from being invaded by evil spirits.

And the 'Wuzong' has also existed for four thousand years, which is on par with the Jian Zong.

It's just that the Martial Master is not a legacy like the Sword Sect, but the Martial Master established it by himself.

He is also the only one who has practiced martial arts to the pinnacle.

But except for the two of them.

The ‘Shanhe Gate’ is a holy gate that only emerged three hundred years ago.

Although their sect leader is also a master of Dongxu, his disciples, mainstays, and treasure heritage are not as good as those of the previous two major sects.

Including the 'Ling Sect', this sect that was founded only about a thousand years ago is far inferior to the previous two.

As a result, they were arranged by the martial master and sword master to guard the north and south sides, instead of choosing the location of their division.

But if you can't compare, you can't compare. Being arranged is being arranged.

But they are both top players in the world. In terms of personal strength, who doesn't have a little temper?

So, every time there was a meeting, they wouldn't go if they didn't want to go, and they would just show off their face, which greatly boosted the morale of their own sect.

It's just a disguised form of action, telling the sword master and martial master that if something happens, they can just make the decision, and they won't bother to listen.

Just let them know when the news comes out.

This will give you face.

If you don't go there normally, you will save your own face.

The four strong men had a tacit understanding and left it to their disciples to guess.

now.

The two of them didn't come.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is to throw away the face of the sword master and the martial master.

Saw it in my own sect.

It doesn't matter whether you come or not, it's not up to you anyway.

"They have stopped sending messages." The sword master answered the martial master's previous question.

As if the war master had expected it, he no longer talked about the two of them, but instead talked about the business: "Does the imperial court want to tear up the promise made ten years ago? Good guy, you actually allowed your own county magistrate to destroy everyone in Wanlin Clan. I

Remember.."

The warrior master said, naming a person, "Is that county magistrate called Zhang Feng?"

"It is this person." The sword master slowly sipped the tea, "And the imperial court also tried to protect him and introduced him to the imperial capital. There are even rumors that the imperial court seems to be going against us monks. The city lord of Huaihe City has been asked

, refuse to accept spiritual stones from nearby sects.”

"Is it because of Zhang Feng's matter?" The War Lord finished another cup of tea, "Are you going against us for a county magistrate?"

"It's not just about this." The sword master put down the tea cup and added something for him, "The big reason is that the imperial court is dissatisfied with our disciples in the imperial capital and is monitoring them."

"The imperial court also has many informants among our respective sects..." The martial master chuckled, "This is obviously the evil person who complained first! From my point of view, this imperial court is no different from the heretical evil spirits!"

When the warrior master said this, he stood up and looked at the sword master, "The prime minister is an old fox, and the current emperor is the little fox he raised. There are two foxes, one big and one small. I don't know what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd! Is it possible?

Do you really want to fight again? Or do you just want to save some face because of Zhang Feng's matter and let outsiders know that their court is not easy to mess with?"

"Yes or no..." The sword master turned the teacup lightly, "The Martial Master's sect is the closest to the imperial capital, only 130,000 miles away. Why not send a few elders and ask them for the county magistrate named Zhang Feng to hand over to us

Deal with it. Let’s see what they decide and explore them...”

"I have long been dissatisfied with the imperial court's actions..." The War Master suddenly laughed, "That's exactly what I meant."

The words fell.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The warrior master sat at the table and drank tea again, this time savoring it slowly and carefully.

But as time goes by.

At about six o'clock that evening.

Zhang Feng, whom they were thinking about, had already arrived outside Liangguan City.

at this time.

As Zhang Feng entered the city, he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. According to the characteristics of his strength that could not be completely hidden, he also saw two masters of Jindan and a master of Nascent Soul in Yexia City.

Moreover, they are all filled with aura, like decent people who are cultivators, without any evil spirit at all.

It seems that the big demon really has the ability to 'hide'.

If an ordinary monk had scanned it, he would have really skipped it.

But I had a mission reminder, and I knew that the big demon was hidden in this city.

One of the three of them was transformed by the great demon.

It seems that we need to conduct a mental survey in person.

Zhang Feng thought about it and first looked in the direction of the city lord's palace.

One of the golden elixirs is in the city lord's palace, wearing the official uniform of the prefect.

This must be the city lord, so there is no need to go and see, or you can go and see later.

Another Nascent Soul master was eating in an inn in the east of the city. He only took two bites of the meal, so he probably wasn't in a hurry to leave.

But another golden elixir master walked straight out of the city, looking like he wanted to leave.

When Zhang Feng saw this scene, he first went to see why this dear friend was leaving.

Just one step.

Zhang Feng saw him talking to a disciple wearing sect clothes and talking about the sect's purchases, and knew that this person was not the same.

The person being observed by Zhang Feng was indeed the deputy head of a sect.

He just came to the city to take a walk today, and he didn't know that he had just passed death at that moment.

Because he has a bad temper.

If someone blocks the way, he will definitely get angry and attack them.

But at the same time.

In an inn in the east of the city.

There are twelve tables in the room, ten of which are full, and the smell of wine, food and rice wafts in the air.

From time to time there was the sound of fist pumps and glasses clinking.

At the dining table by the window, a big man in brocade clothes was looking at the lively guests, while he was eating beef with soy sauce and sipping a sip of wine in front of the dining table. What a pleasure!

It has always longed for human life, and of course it also prefers human delicacies.

But at this moment.

A handsome young man wearing a long sword suddenly walked into the inn, ignored the waiter's greeting, and went straight to his dining table.

The big man noticed that Zhang Feng seemed to be here for him, but while he was eating, he looked at his human skin and smelled that he did not emit any evil spirit, then continued to eat, turning a blind eye to Zhang Feng.

But when Zhang Feng walked to his table, he sat opposite him, picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of the beef in soy sauce on his plate, chewed it twice, and said to him,

"Should I arrest you and take you away, or should you just follow me?"

Zhang Feng looked at the big man, examined it with his mind, and saw that it was an 'illusory tiger' hidden in the human skin.

"You..." When the big man heard Zhang Feng's question, he rolled his eyes. He knew that he had met a great monk who could investigate its body, so he turned around and ran away without even thinking!

Zhang Feng suddenly took action, grabbed the back of its neck with his palm and shook it.

The sound of peeling skin was particularly harsh in the inn.

For a moment, everyone in the inn subconsciously looked around, only to see that the big man who had been eating by the window had turned into a ferocious tiger and was captured by a monk!

Under the table is the human skin of that big man!

Zhang Feng glanced around at the frightened people in the inn, carried the tiger demon, stepped out, and appeared at the end of the street.
Chapter completed!