Wu Feng's eyes trembled fiercely. The first-star soul master, in his early twenties, was very arrogant, but he definitely had the capital to be arrogant.

"I have seen him, one of the five young men in Luofeng City, Luosha Gang Fang Tong!" You Xi leaned over and said in a low voice, with awe in his words.

A fierce light flashed in Fenglin's eyes. However, when the vision blocked by the shadow gradually became clear, the fierce light suddenly became fear, slowly stood up and saluted respectfully, and then squeezed out an awkward smile to Lan Yue'er and retreated.

Fang Tong looked at Feng Lin's back coldly, with his hands on his back, and his face was expressionless. This is the pride of the strong. Feng Yue Pavilion is already full of people. Although some people can't stand it, Fang Tong, one of the five young masters, could only make them shake their heads secretly. Some people may have had a marriage with Feng Lin, and they couldn't help but feel happy when they saw the latter's crucified back.

"I'm really arrogant!" Wu Feng sneered.

"Look at your never-before-seen appearance, Fang Tong is only ranked fourth among the five young masters." You Xi rarely laughed at Wu Feng.

A pair of sword eyebrows shook again, ranking fourth? Who is the top three? Curiosity immediately occupied Wu Feng's heart, but before he could continue asking, a very cold voice sounded from the chessboard.

"Fang Tong, don't you know the rules of my Fengyue Pavilion?"

Fang Tong immediately changed his appearance, the glacier melted, and the spring feeling was soft.

"Lan'er, you're wronged me now. I didn't say anything. He left by himself."

The pink fist was clenched, and the cold soul power began to slowly dissipate, and ice clusters gradually condensed in his beautiful eyes. If the middle-aged man hadn't spoken in time, he would have been afraid that he would take action in the next second. In response, Wu Feng's mouth raised a curve again, and he was another domineering master.

"In this game, the monk Fangtong plays Leng Yue Pavilion Leng Lan'er."

The breath of Bingfeng, which was about to explode completely, gradually calmed down. Leng Lan'er sat down with expressionless face and made a cold gesture of "please".

The admiration on his face never disappeared. Even though Leng Lan'er had a disagreement just now, she wanted to take action. Seeing the latter sitting down, her smile became brighter. She bowed her hand without losing her etiquette, lifted up her back robe and sat down.

"Lan'er, you can take the black first." Fang Tong said softly.

"No, too, please call me Leng Lan'er, or the young master." Leng Lan'er replied lightly, then grabbed a chess piece and threw it into the air. Fang Tong nodded with a smile and threw a chess piece. However, when his fingers danced rapidly in the air, his eyes never left the ice and snow elf-like face opposite.

Half an hour passed, and the ending was not unexpected. Fang Tong lost, and there was no suspicion of letting go. From beginning to end, he was confrontational and retreated step by step, just like a warlike but always losing general.

Wu Feng smiled faintly, saying that he was one of the five young masters. He was so arrogant and thoughtful, at least he had put in all his thoughts in chasing girls.

"Lan'er, your chess skills have improved again, I lost!" Fang Tong stood up and bowed, without a trace of what should be the loser.

"Take it!" Out of etiquette, Leng Lan'er smiled faintly, and after that, she wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute." Fang Tong shouted hurriedly, spreading his palm, and an emerald-like thing was lingering with the rippling scent of green jade, which was somewhat similar to Leng Lan'er's aura. "This is the soul pill of Binghu Yan. I wasted a lot of energy to get it."

"My mother said, I won't accept strangers' things, thank you." After glanced at the soul pill, Leng Lan'er smiled faintly and turned away.

"My mother said...hehe, she is really a good family bird, cute, cute!" Looking at the long blue light dancing, Fang Tong suddenly felt aroused and smiled evilly, then forced the soul pill to the middle-aged man beside him, and left with a robe, "Leave it to Lan'er for me."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the cold air suddenly penetrated into his palms. The middle-aged man had to activate his soul power to resist. However, when he was about to refuse, Fang Tong's back had disappeared from the door.

"Today's chessboard ends here. Please continue to talk and laugh with love and joy."

Wu Feng stretched. Although he couldn't find the news he wanted, he saw some so-called prides of heaven. Then he nodded to You Xi and stood up and left.

When they returned to Tonglai Inn, Wu Feng and the others went straight to the second floor, and even lunch was sent to the waiter's room.

"Brother You, tell me about the fifth young master." Wu Feng said.

You Xi nodded and took a bowl, "Zhou Tai, the Four Seas Gang, is the last of the five young masters, the first-star soul master."

He is a soul master again. Are soul masters so worthless these days? Wu Feng nodded secretly.

"Fourth you have seen it. Luoshamen Fang Tong is also a first-star soul master." You Xi took another bowl and placed it in front of Wu Feng. After saying that, he then placed a small plate. "Wang Hong of Taishan Temple ranks third, and the second-star soul master is a bit like you. If you are simply more powerful, no one can defeat the young generation in Luofeng City."

Wu Feng nodded, which was in line with the domineering name of "Taishan Temple".

"The second place is Yang Lei, the Golden Sword Sect." You Xi took a small plate and put it over again. The two bowls and two plates were just arranged in a square shape. After pausing slightly, he continued: "Four-star soul master."

The strength of the last three young masters is not much different. Wang Hong, who is third, is only one rank higher than Fang Tong, fourth, and Zhou Tai, fifth, who is fifth, never thought that Yang Lei had actually reached the level of a four-star soul master, which made Wu Feng's already slightly frown suddenly tighten.

"Brother You, the fifth young master should belong to the city lord's mansion, right?"

You Xi nodded with a smile, took the wine pot over and placed it on the four dishes, "Bai Sanxiao, the young lord of Luofeng City...a star soul general!!!"

He immediately took a breath of cold air. Wu Feng was shocked for a while and said nothing. He took a sip of old wine to suppress his shock before continuing to ask: "Bai Sanxiao? Is this his name or nickname?"

"Nickname." You Xi said in a deep voice. Terrifying things always make people feel terrified. "Before you start, you smile, when you fight, you laugh wildly, and after you finish, you sneer. This is the three smiles."

First, there were harmless smiles from humans and animals, then there were fierce laughs of killing one thousand enemies, and finally there were disdainful sneers from the winners. The young lord of Luofeng City was not simple. Wu Feng nodded, looked at the table, and asked, "These five forces are ranked in this way, right?"

You Xi thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, not all, the Four Seas Gang, Luoshamen, Taishan Temple and the Golden Sword Sect. The forces of these four directions are in equal measure, but there is only one overlord in Luofeng City, the absolute overlord, that is, the City Lord's Mansion."

Wu Feng nodded again. If the City Lord’s Mansion was at the top of the pyramid, then the other four sects were the one next to the top. "How is the Blood Master and Fengyue Pavilion compared to it?"

"The Blood Master is very strong, but he almost wants to be among the top ones." You Xi shook his head and replied, "As for Fengyue Pavilion, they never participate in disputes in the world, so no one knows their true strength."

Recalling the beautiful figure as blue as the waist in his mind, Wu Feng said in a deep voice: "The more you don't lose your voice, the stronger your strength is."

You Xi nodded undeniably. Not to mention Leng Lan'er, without a strong overall support, how could Fengyue Pavilion gain a foothold in Luofeng City and become a well-informed place?

Wu Feng sighed, and a touch of self-deprecating hangs a corner of his mouth. It's worth throwing away goods. People are so angry that people are more angry. Fang Tong looks no more than three years older than him. The fourth young master who is as famous as him must be at this age. The soul master of the soul master and the soul general of the soul general, but he is just a small three-star soul master.

At the beginning, although he was an ordinary martial artist in He'an Town, Wu Feng was considered one of the most powerful men. Even after meeting Qiong Jue and others later, he did not feel inferior at all.

Just like the stars in the night sky, because you know they cannot be touched, you will take it for granted even if they are high.

Sometimes, people will become open-minded without hope. On the contrary, even if they only have a trace of thoughts, they will fall into endless pressure and sadness.

This is the case now. A mountain is standing in front of him. Wu Feng stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain that he might have successfully climbed in the future. However, now, there are five figures standing there.

"Why are you stunned again?"

After putting away his thoughts, Wu Feng smiled slightly, and the self-mockery on the corner of his mouth disappeared. He is still strong. I walked my own path step by step. The expression in my eyes quickly turned into iron tenacity, and asked, "By the way, Brother You, what is the stone sculpture on the city gate?"

"I can't say it's all a legend." Seeing Wu Feng regain his expression, You Xi shook his head and replied.

"What legend?"

"This starts from ancient times."

"In ancient times, there were five great divine beasts, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, and Qilin. The big bird above the stone sculpture is a blood branch of the divine beast Vermillion Bird, named Jiuyou Bird. It is said that it fell here, and this city was named Luofeng City."

Is the third dream guiding himself to find the remains of the ancient alien species? His pair of sword eyebrows condensed again, Wu Feng focused his head and talked with You Xi, not only learned about the power level of Luofeng City, but also had some reliable speculations about the significance of the thrilling dream.

At this moment, he walked towards the door in a hurry. Wu Feng and You Xi looked at each other, and both secretly exuded the breath of soul power until the footsteps stopped, and Lin Da knocked on the door from outside the door.

"Is there any news?" Wu Feng hurriedly opened the door and welcomed Lin Da and Pang Er.

"No direct news." Looking at the table of leftovers, General Lin raised his head to drink the wine from the bottom of the bowl, and it seemed like he was rushing to come, "But there will be a secret auction tomorrow."

"Secret Auction?!" Wu Feng asked in confusion.

"Yes, I and Pang Er were sure of it. Tomorrow, in addition to some of the rare treasures, a piece of news will be auctioned."

The auction news at the auction was interesting. Wu Feng asked: "What news? Is it about the details of the group of masked people?"

"I don't know now. The news is blocked very strictly. My efforts and I can't find out." Fat Er shook his head and replied.

Looking at You Xi, Wu Feng fell into deep thought and asked after a moment: "Is there any way to enter the auction?"

"have!"
Chapter completed!