Chu Lang never thought that this frail young man full of world-weariness would actually be the Ninth Level Heavenly Sword Master!
It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.
Knowing that the young man was the famous Shu Jianlang, the people of the Divine Blood Sect did not dare to act rashly.
Feng Zhongyi looked at the scarred face and said softly: "The Divine Blood Cult is indeed well-deserved for its reputation of killing innocent people indiscriminately. Even a scholar like me didn't let it go.
The sword kills."
Feng Zhongyi's words were full of sarcasm.
As a top expert, it’s really funny to describe himself as a “powerless” scholar.
But the people of the "Sacred Blood Cult" couldn't laugh at this moment.
The "Sacred Blood Sect" is the largest sect in the world, and there are many talented people in the sect. On ordinary days, the deputy leader would not be afraid of Feng Zhongyi. But at this moment, it is impossible for them to defeat Feng Zhongyi.
It’s not enough to remember killing in the wind.
A good man never suffers immediate losses.
Scarface coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed.
"I really didn't expect that it was Mr. Feng. I hope Mr. Feng will forgive me for the offense I've offended before. It's up to you whether Mr. Feng stays or goes. But he must die. Our Tantai leader wants his life."
The deputy hall master moved out of Tantai to gather evil spirits, which also meant that Feng Zhongyi should not mind his own business.
Feng Zhongyi looked at Chu Lang and said, "What would you do if you were me?"
Chu Lang said: "If it were me, since I have killed two of them, the feud is over. Let them go back and the entire Divine Blood Sect will know about them. There will be endless troubles. Fortunately, they were all killed without leaving any trouble."
Chu Lang's suggestion would undoubtedly push the people of the "Sacred Blood Sect" into the abyss of death. The people of the "Sacred Blood Sect" really wanted to pounce on Chu Lang and bite Chu Lang to satisfy their hatred.
The deputy hall leader hurriedly recalled to Feng Zhong: "Master Feng, today is a misunderstanding, I will report it to the superiors. The Divine Blood Sect will never embarrass you in the future. Don't listen to him sowing discord. This person has sinister intentions."
Feng Zhongyi looked at the deputy hall master, with the same sentimental look on his face.
"Actually, I think what this little brother said makes sense."
As soon as Feng Zhongyi said these words, the expressions of the deputy hall master and the others changed with shock.
To strike first is to be stronger.
The sword in the deputy hall master's hand swung out two sword lights and stabbed Feng Zhongyi directly.
A page flew out of the book in Feng Zhongyi's hand, and the page flew towards the scarred man's face. Feng Zhongyi's sword that swayed like a willow instantly became straight, and three sword lights suddenly appeared, two sword lights respectively.
Hitting the shadow of the sword that the scarred man stabbed continuously, another sword light snaked like a snake and went straight to the scarred man's chest.
At this moment, the book page blocked the scarred man's sight. Feng Zhongyi was unrivaled in the world in swordsmanship. It was difficult for the deputy hall master to avoid him. Feng Zhongyi's sword light penetrated his chest. Two blood holes on the front and back of his chest were bleeding out.
The person also fell on his back to the ground.
The page also covered his face with a "snap".
The remaining five people were horrified. The book Feng Zhongyi held in his left hand shook, and several pages flew out in an instant. Each page made a hissing sound and floated towards several people. The sword in Feng Zhongyi's hand was also strange.
Swinging out, light green sword light burst out and flew towards the five people.
The five people stood in different directions, and the five sword lights also came from five directions.
The five people quickly tried their best to deal with the flying sword light.
The old man with the goatee was not weak in martial arts. Although one of his arms was damaged by the wind, he still dodged the flying sword. The goatee was so hasty that he quickly turned around and flew towards the earth beam.
As soon as he reached the earth beam, two sword beams came from behind him. Horrified, Goatee jumped up to avoid the sword beams. However, he dodged the first sword beam, but could hardly dodge the second sword beam.
Guang Goatee's body was penetrated by the sword light, he fell from the air, and then his body rolled down the slope.
Goatee rolled to Feng Zhongyi's side, kicked his legs twice and died.
A book page fluttered on his face.
In the end, he failed to dodge the sword in the wind.
Chu Lang witnessed all this and was amazed by the unpredictable and superb swordsmanship of Feng Zhongyi.
No wonder Feng Zhongyi was able to reach the ninth level at such a young age.
At this point, the eight people pursued by the "Sacred Blood Cult" turned into eight corpses lying on the ground.
Every face without exception is covered with a page.
The sword in Feng Zhongyi's hand swung at the eight corpses several times, and several invisible sword energy came out. The pages covering the faces of the eight people flew up and floated towards Feng Zhongyi's box. The lid of the box suddenly opened and closed,
Eight pages flew into the box, and the box snapped shut tightly.
Feng Zhongyi destroyed the evidence and could not let the "Sacred Blood Cult" use these eight pages as clues to trace him.
The sword in Feng Zhongyi's hand burrowed into his sleeve like a "spirit snake".
It's as if there is real spirituality.
Chu Lang looked at Feng Zhongxi, feeling a little excited at the same time.
Chu Lang said: "I never thought that a 'scholar' like you would be in the ninth heaven!"
Fengzhong recalled: "There are so many unexpected things in this world. So there is no need to make a fuss."
Chu Lang said: "I will never thank you for your kindness. I will definitely remember Brother Feng's life-saving grace today."
Fengzhong recalled: "You don't have to remember it. I saved you because you saved me, a 'hanging' person, when my life was in danger. That's why I helped you. Otherwise, I would never do it for someone who has nothing to do with me."
Offend the 'Sacred Blood Cult'."
Chu Lang said: "Brother Feng has suffered a lot. Brother Feng must be more careful in the future."
Feng Zhongyi once again stroked his wrinkled shirt with his hand, and his expression seemed to become more melancholy.
"I am a loner with no family or relatives, so there is no need to worry." Feng Zhongyi looked into Chu Lang's eyes. "Now let me ask you, who are you because of your vicious martial arts skills? I don't want the person I save to be a bad person.
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Chu Lang said: "I was forced to learn evil arts by a wicked man when I was young. Now I work for the River King."
It turned out that Chu Lang was working for the River King, and Feng Zhongyi was a little surprised. He looked at Chu Lang with admiration in his eyes.
"He King is a chivalrous man. If you can do things beside River King, it means you are not bad." Feng Zhongyi picked up his box and said to Chu Lang: "I have to leave, so you should leave quickly."
After getting to know Shu Jianlang, Chu Lang really wanted to be friends with him and talk to him more.
Chu Lang said: "Brother Feng, where are you going?"
There was also sentimentality in Feng Zhongyi's eyes, and he seemed to be talking to himself or to Chu Lang.
"Looking for someone... there is one person, and I have to find it. Even if I travel to the ends of the earth and travel to every inch of the world, I will keep looking..."
After Feng Zhongyi finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. His background looked a bit lonely.
After walking a few feet, Feng Zhongyi turned around and said to Chu Lang: "Go back and greet the River King for me. I owe the River King a favor. Tell the River King that I will repay his favor in the future."
Chu Lang was originally worried about his master's safety, but he only regretted that his poor martial arts skills now made it difficult to help his master.
It turns out that Feng Zhongyi owes a debt to the River King.
This is opportunity.
Chu Lang said hurriedly: "He King is in trouble now, please ask Brother Feng for help!"
Feng Zhongyi was shocked and said: "What's so difficult?!"