"Get out!" The two-star soul master was stunned at first, then shouted in disdain and angrily, and rushed up like a wild beast the next second.

The aura of the four-star soul sages to the extreme. Feeling the powerful pressure coming to his face, Wu Feng sneered, because Yan Cheng behind him had already begun to kill, and the two masked men of the first-star soul master had only the ability to resist but not the power to fight back. What he wanted to do was not kill the second-star soul master in front of him, just hold it back.

With a heavy punch, Wu Feng raised his left arm. When the loud noise spread along with a circle of white light, he rubbed the ground and slid back several meters. Except for the fact that his arms were a little sore and numb, he was not injured.

After the mask, the two-star soul master was shocked in his eyes. He knew the weight of this punch himself. Not to mention the little soul master, even the first-star soul master did not dare to take it head-on. He blew up again the next second. While Wu Feng had not completely stabilized his inertia, he immediately stepped up. He put his left leg in the air, stretched his right leg straight, and kicked it down with a flying foot.

Wu Feng simply knelt on one knee, raised his left arm over his head. When the powerful flying foot kicked in, his sleeves were shattered, and the forearm covered with scales was completely exposed. His knee was also deeply trapped in the ground, but the white dragon's reverse scales burst out again, blocking the attack of the two-star soul master.

"So it's you!" The two-star soul master was surprised when he stared at Wu Feng's left arm.

Wu Feng's heart couldn't help but shook lightly, but without waiting for him to think about it, the two-star soul master turned around and left, and the other masked men also retreated from the battlefield and fled around.

"Chasing!" Yan Cheng was so angry that he was given a few more minutes to completely kill the two one-star soul masters.

"Don't chase the poor enemy, be careful of fraud!" Wu Feng shouted hurriedly.

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A melee came quickly and ended quickly. The inside and outside of the hunting village were in a mess, and the city walls were full of traces of soul bombardment.

The Hunting Village and the Black Dragon Gang suffered a lot of casualties, but judging from the direction of the body falling, no coward who retreated was dead. They all died on the road to death. This determination to fight to the death left them with more than 20 masked people. When these masks were lifted, all the burn marks were burning, and they could not see their true faces clearly.

He ordered everyone to clean the battlefield, but Wu Feng and others walked into the hall with a calm expression.

"Fortunately, Lin'er found Wu Feng, otherwise she would be afraid she would be doomed today." He Qingsong, who had a little breathing adjustment, looked much better, but his face still turned pale.

Having found a new outfit to change into it, Wu Feng bowed and replied, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Haha, it's not too late, but Brother Wu Feng, didn't you say that these bastards won't attack us for the time being?" Yan Cheng asked. Because of the fierce battle, his hands were still trembling.

Everyone focused their eyes on one side. Wu Feng frowned for a moment and replied: "Maybe their shocking plot has reached the most critical moment, but some of the required conditions have not been met yet, so he attacked the hunting village."

This explanation is reasonable, but He Lin's face is getting ugly, "If this is the case, they will not give up!"

Wu Feng thought for a while, then walked to the table and picked up the paper and pen, drew a sketch and handed it to He Qingsong, "This is a hidden place in the jungle of He'an Town. My elder brother Huang Mang is there, your door goes to hide from the limelight first."

After taking the sketch, He Qingsong looked carefully, "Huang Mang? Is it the person my eldest brother Qian Jin saved back then?"

"That's right!" Wu Feng nodded.

"Okay! You're not with us?"

"I have to go to Luofeng City! Without further ado, you will set off later." Wu Feng shook his head, the eyes and surprise of the two-star soul master masked man were like a stone that kept pressing his heart.

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The troops were divided into two groups. He Qingsong and Yan Cheng took everyone to the jungle, Wu Feng and You Xi returned to Luofeng City. After a while, they came to the inn together for a short rest, they went straight to Fengyue Pavilion.

"What? Do you have any needs for the young hero?" Leng Lan'er came in person to receive the reception.

Wu Feng saluted respectfully, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Do you know about the black masked man in Fengyue Pavilion?"

"Well, the Black Dragon Gang is indeed a bit abnormal recently." Leng Lan'er put away her smile and said.

"Young Pavilion Master, I'm afraid that the things here are not as simple as they seem on the surface." Wu Feng shook his head, and then said his personal experience from beginning to end.

Leng Lan'er nodded and looked at Wu Feng: "Even if the masked man you mentioned pretended to be the Black Dragon Gang, does this have anything to do with your visit to Fengyue Pavilion?"

"I have fought with a two-star soul master masked man, and he recognizes the reverse scales of the white dragon!" Wu Feng rolled up his sleeves and showed his left arm.

Leng Lan'er's expression finally became serious. Although the forces in Luofeng City were fighting openly and secretly, they would definitely not do such despicable things as the robbery girl. If the black masked man really belonged to any force, then the matter here would be intriguing.

"I understand what you mean, but you came to the wrong place. Fengyue Pavilion never participates in any disputes in the world. You should go to the city lord's mansion." Leng Lan'er sorted out her thoughts and said with a faint smile after a long time.

"No, you don't understand what I mean." Wu Feng said, "The person who knew the white dragon's scattered scale might be the ones present that day, or maybe the seller!"

"You are not qualified to check the identity of the seller of Fengyue Pavilion." Leng Lan'er frowned slightly, and after a moment, he said: "But I can tell you as a friend that there is absolutely no problem with the seller."

He also felt that his words and deeds just now were a bit too extreme, so Wu Feng bowed and apologized, "Thank you, Master Shao. Goodbye!"

Leng Lan'er watched the tall figure leave, walked up to her and closed the door gently. At this time, several people with extremely good auras walked out from the back of the room. Luofeng City Lord Bai Zhen, Jinjian Sect Yang Mingtian, Taishan Guan Wanglong, Luoshen Sect Fang Heng, Four Seas Gang Zhou Hai.

After the main and second-level seats, Bai Zhen put away the habitual Confucian smile and swept the helmsman of the four major forces one by one.

"City Lord, my Golden Sword Sect will never do such a thing."

"Yes, Taishan Temple won't either."

"So too, Luoshamen."

"So too of the Four Seas Gang."

Bai Zhen nodded. He listened to the conversation between Wu Feng and Leng Lan'er without missing a word, and he was very sure that Wu Feng's words were not false at all.

"City Lord, do you want to investigate?" Yang Mingtian asked.

Bai Zhen thought for a moment and shook his head: "The black masked man is not an urgent need. Now what is standing in front of us is a great disaster half a year later. Today I am summoning you in Fengyue Pavilion to discuss this major event."

"City Lord, what exactly makes you so worried?" Wang Long asked.

Bai Zhen stood up and paced back and forth in front of everyone. After the pace stopped, he said solemnly: "Loufeng Tower."

"I don't know if it's my illusion, but I feel that the breath of Luofeng Tower is getting more and more manic." Fang Heng said with his eyes for a moment.

"I feel it too." Zhou Hai said.

Bai Zhen said: "Your feelings are correct. The aura of Luofeng Tower is indeed becoming more and more manic. According to calculations, it will explode in half a year. Then, let alone Luofeng City, there will be no grass in a radius of hundreds of kilometers."

Everyone took a breath.

Bai Zhen continued, "You know now why I issued an order to prohibit entering Luofeng Tower!"

In terms of history, Luofeng Tower is longer than Luofeng City. No one knows who built it, and no one knows how long the tower has been standing in the world. Only knows that the tower has eighteen layers, and its soul power is getting thicker and thicker as it goes up. It is an excellent place for cultivation.

I just realized that Bai Zhen was good at it, and everyone focused on the key points.

"City Lord, what is the reason for this?" Yang Mingtian asked.

"I don't hide it now. Luofeng Tower is actually a powerful magic weapon. Its function is to suppress the evil object on the top of the tower - the Jiuyou Bird Soul Bone. This soul bone has been blown by wind, rain, and thunder for thousands of years, sucking all the natural power between heaven and earth. In half a year, it will completely break through the suppression of Luofeng Tower." Bai Zhen replied.

It turns out that the legend of Jiuyou Bird is true, but everyone was not excited about it. On the contrary, the face was covered by sadness. Jiuyou Bird is an ancient alien species. Once its soul bones break away from its bondage, the violent energy will destroy everything.

"City Lord, you summoned me to come here today. I guess you have a countermeasure?" Fang Heng woke up first.

Hearing Fang Heng's words, everyone also turned their eyes to Bai Zhen. What they were going to do now was not fear, but to try to protect Luofeng Tower.

"It's not a countermeasure, but it's the only thing we can do." Bai Zhen said, "In order not to cause a large-scale panic, I have asked the Leng Shan Pavilion Master to go into seclusion first. Half a year later, it should be no problem for the Leng Pavilion Master to break through to the four-star soul general. However, judging from the current violent degree of the Jiuyou Bird Soul Bone, the two of us can't help but work together to protect the Luofeng Tower. Therefore, I hope you can temporarily put aside the grievances of the sect, go to the great disaster together, and break through with all your strength in the next time!"

"Well, it is impossible for us to directly suppress the soul bones of the Nine Nether Birds. The only way is to assist Luofeng Tower in suppression. City Lord, my Golden Sword Sect is unavoidable." Yang Mingtian took the lead in expressing his opinion that Wang Long, Fang Heng, and Zhou Hai were also Zheng's key points.

"After retreat, the sect's affairs can be left to young people to take care of, and they should be tempered."

"yes!"

Everyone bowed their orders, then left with a heavy expression, leaving only Bai Zhen and Leng Lan'er in the room.

"Dad!" Leng Lan'er shouted softly, yes, she was calling Bai Zhen, the Lord of Luofeng City.

"Well, after your mother went into seclusion, you took good care of Fengyue Pavilion. I will also go into seclusion next time. If you have any questions, just look for your brother." Bai Zhen smiled. This smile was different from the habitual Confucian smile, which included the father's pride for his daughter.

From outsiders' perspective, Fengyue Pavilion and the City Lord's Mansion are two independent forces, but they do not know that the former is just a portal of the latter. Exploring news, knowing heroes, and knowing the world's affairs are the means and the means of strategizing!

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The soon-to-be-furious Nine Nether Bird Soul Bone, the black masked man with unknown origin, and the tomb of the Soul King who is not true or false are these three major events that are not related to each other, but is there any potential connection under the surface?
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