"Zhao Kun!" Lu Tihong's face changed, and his aura surged, full of vigilance.
"Hey, Lu Tihong, I know your identity. In this martial law-enforced Fenglin City, your identity will be exposed and you will die. However, I, Zhao Kun, care about you. If you follow me, I can save your life."
Zhao Kun chuckled, the evil look on his face getting stronger and stronger, and the several big men behind him also had ferocious faces, and they all exuded the aura of powerful men in the spirit transformation realm.
"Don't even think about it!" Lu Tihong was furious and was about to take action, but was held back by Yi Feng.
"Little sister, who are they?" Yi Feng looked at Zhao Kun and the others, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Zhao Kun from the Zhengyang Sect has a good status in the Zhengyang Sect and is a core disciple." Lu Tihong said in a low voice, "Yi Feng, go away, this is none of your business!"
"It's none of my business, don't forget, you are still my guide, how can I let you suffer." Yi Feng shook his head, looked at Zhao Kun and the others, and said lightly: "She is my sister
, if anything comes to me!"
"Damn it! I'm not interested in this man. Wang Long, break this guy's legs and throw him out!" Zhao Kun said to a companion behind him with a ferocious look on his face.
Wang Long had a tall figure, and the aura on his body had reached the third level of spirit transformation. After hearing Zhao Kun's words, Wang Long came directly to Yi Feng in a few steps, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Yi Feng's shoulder.
"Boy, if you dare to challenge my Zhengyang disciples, you are really seeking death!" Wang Long's palm fell on Yi Feng's shoulder in an instant.
However, before he could exert any force, Yi Feng kicked Wang Long in the abdomen.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the tall Wang Long flew out, curled up on the ground in the shape of a shrimp, and kept screaming.
Zhao Kun's face was startled, and he looked at Yi Feng with a hint of fear. He did not expect that the young man in front of him had such strength.
"Fifth level of spirit transformation, boy, I didn't expect you still have a chance, but in this Fenglin City, you can't escape with your wings!" Zhao Kun said with a ferocious look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, a blur suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Yi Feng
The figure has already come closer.
Zhao Kun couldn't help but tremble. Thinking of Wang Long's tragic image, his body subconsciously leaned forward, but a fist came towards him.
Zhao Kun is only in the first level of spirit transformation, there is no way to avoid him.
Bang!
His face seemed to be blooming, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was lying on the ground.
"I'm most annoyed by such verbose people, little sister, let's go!" Yi Feng kicked Zhao Kun to the ground, picked up Lu Tihong who was dazed beside him, and left the Treasure Pavilion like wind.
Several of Zhao Kun's companions hurriedly helped him up. Zhao Kun spat out bloody spit and cursed: "A bunch of useless things!"
Several companions did not dare to refute at all. Although they were all from the Zhengyang Clan, Zhao Kun had a special status. He was the direct relegated grandson of a god-level elder from the Zhengyang Clan. Although his talent was not high, with the help of
The sect's large amount of resources still improved his cultivation to the level of spirit transformation.
"Zhao Kun, this Lu Tihong is a demonic disciple of the Yinling Sect. Now he has sneaked into Fenglin City. Should we inform Elder Zhao Xuan?" asked a short companion.
"Are you a pig? Although my grandfather is in Fenglin City, he is in retreat at this time. How can such a small thing bother him? Moreover, this Lu Tihong is the person I must win. If I really kill him directly, wouldn't it
It's a pity." Zhao Kun slapped the short companion on the head and said angrily, "But the boy next to Lu Tihong will definitely die. If he dares to disturb Tai Sui, I will cut him into pieces. How about you?
They dispersed out, Li Luo guarded at the city gate, and Lin Dong guarded the teleportation array in the square. Don't let them leave. Xiao Yan went to explore where the two of them were staying. I want to ask the elders of the sect's psychic realm to take action until they are captured.
Lu Tihong, I need to train him well!" Zhao Kun grinned with a sinister smile, but it only affected his injuries and made him grin.
…
Yi Feng pulled Lu Tihong away from the Zhenbao Pavilion. Along the way, Lu Tihong looked worried, "Mr. Yi, let me tell you the truth. In fact, I am a disciple of the Yinling Sect. I am afraid that it will be a disaster if Zhao Kun discovers me this time."
, you don’t have to get involved and cause trouble.”
After a while, the two came to a deserted corner. Lu Tihong confessed to Yi Feng, his head slightly lowered, not daring to look at Yi Feng.
Demonic people have become a presence that everyone wants to kill in the Fenglin Empire. They all try their best to hide their identities as demonic disciples because they are afraid of being discovered.
"Actually, I have guessed your identity a long time ago. Otherwise, do you think your interest borrowing technique can hide it from Liu Zheng's detection at the city gate?" Yi Feng smiled and said casually.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Lu Tihong raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Liu Zhengnai is a peak powerhouse in the psychic realm, and Yi Feng was able to use his tricks to hide from the opponent's detection.
"Since you know my identity as a demon disciple, why would you still help me?" Lu Tihong stared at Yi Feng with some doubts in his eyes.
"You can help if you want. Not all people in the devil's way deserve to die," Yi Feng said.
"Sigh... It would be great if everyone thought like you. My sect, the Yinling Sect, just wants to leave the inheritance of our ancestors and has not done any great evil. Why don't those so-called righteous people
Let us go." Lu Tihong sighed, with a look of loneliness on his face.
"There is no coexistence between good and evil. I'm afraid this is why they are destroying the demonic forces under this banner." Yi Feng shook his head and said. He has the memory of two lifetimes, so he naturally knows the reason.
In the entire Kyushu Continent, demonic forces are only a minority, and they often cause bloody storms. Some demonic techniques are indeed extremely vicious, harming living beings and affecting sanity, but not all demonic forces are like this, and they are innocently implicated.
"Master Yi, now that the people of Zhengyang Sect have been alarmed, I want to leave Fenglin City and return to the sect." Lu Tihong said, reaching into his arms and taking out a storage bag, "This is what you gave me back then.
I haven’t used the gold coins, so I’ll give them back to you now.”
"Actually, I don't care." Yi Feng didn't answer. For Lu Tihong, who was very similar to her sister, Yi Feng wanted to help her, and one hundred thousand gold coins was really nothing to Yi Feng.
Lu Tihong forced the storage bag into Yi Feng's arms, "You have helped me a lot, I don't want to owe you any more favors, and it's not good for you to be too close to me, so I'm leaving!"
After finishing, Lu Tihong turned around and left directly.
Looking at Lu Tihong's disappearing figure, Yi Feng's eyes showed a hint of longing.
"Sigh...I wonder what's going on with Xiaoxue now? Did her father take her away?" Yi Feng thought of his sister, and his heart became complicated.
Nowadays, his father is an enemy of the Nine Holy Lands and has reached the level of Immortality. He is a peak demon boss. Yi Feng doesn't know whether it is good or bad for Xiaoxue to follow his father.
"Hey, boy, let's see where you are going this time?" At this moment, a sinister voice sounded from the side. Yi Feng turned around and frowned slightly. Zhao Kun appeared again like a dog-skin plaster.