A quarter of an hour later, the shadow of Wushuang City appeared in Zhang Liang's field of vision.

"Drive, drive, drive~"

Two horses passed quickly, one behind the other.

The two people on the horse, one is equivalent to the realm of freedom, and the other is the realm of Vajra.

On their clothes, there were several soaring eagles embroidered on them.

"Interesting, any unknown person has such a level of cultivation, that Emperor Shitian... Tsk!

It’s no wonder it’s Fengyun!”

He sighed and rushed towards Wushuang City with some anticipation.

After walking a few steps, we arrived at the foot of Wushuang City.

The city is not grand, only about twenty meters high.

It's not as high as expected.

At the corner, you can still see some moss.

It can be seen that this city has not experienced war for a long time.

But, think about it.

In the world of high martial arts, there are basically no city walls.

What determines victory is your own strength, not the number of your subordinates.

"The entrance fee is two copper coins."

A sudden sound interrupted Zhang Liang's thoughts.

When he turned around, he saw that they were in the same configuration as the previous ones, wearing black costumes and arrogantly guarding the city gate.

"Oh, why don't you accept those horse riders?"

"Can you compete with them? They are here to attend the young city lord's wedding. Who are you...?"

"Wedding? What is your young city master's name?"

Thoughts flashed, and vague memories slowly emerged in my mind.

I don’t remember much about the plot of Fengyun.

I only remember the general plot.

This should be the place where Nie Feng and a heroine who looks very similar to the second dream practiced together.

Hey, alluring love!

Afterwards, it seems that the lonely party was killed.

If I remember correctly, the lonely side is still a lie.

Why is it fake?

Where did it really go again?

Suddenly, many memories came to mind.

But it's not that accurate.

"How can you know the name of the young city lord? The entrance fee to the city needs to be paid quickly."

The goalkeeper who originally looked at Zhang Liang with a different eye suddenly changed his face when he saw that Zhang Liang was still refusing to pay.

Zhang Liang was not surprised by this.

A glimpse of the leopard revealed that the previous events had already taught him the order of the world.

What's more, this is an unparalleled city.

However, he was too lazy to take action against the goalkeeper.

He is here to do business, not to be a hero.

In a flash, Zhang Liang disappeared at the city gate.

After a while, the city defender swallowed subconsciously and broke into a cold sweat.

…

"Big, heroes, show your noble hands, in this small family..."

"If you say anything again, I will kill you now."

"Gudong~ What are your orders, hero?"

"What masters are there in Wushuang City?"

"Captain, captain, don..."

"When it comes to people who are famous in the world, count from the city lord down."

"Uh, famous, city lord, young city lord.

Well, the godson of the city lord..."

After a while, Zhang Liang left calmly.

There was only one Wushuang City disciple left who was so scared that he peed his pants.

"Lonely Ming, Duan Lang, Mingyue, and the Ming clan will get married in three days.

Duan Lang, Duan Lang, hey, Duan Lang doesn’t have any other martial arts skills besides the family swordsmanship?”

As I was thinking about it, I couldn't remember what kind of martial arts Duan Lang knew.

this……

No wonder some people sympathize with Duanlang.

Look at Nie Feng, he has a family tradition of martial arts, Aohan Six Jue and Bingxin Jue.

There are also cheats from family traditions, Mad Blood.

There are wind god legs taught by Xiongba, which can be upgraded to god of wind in the later stage.

There are also some other adventures. In short, the two protagonists Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have too many martial arts skills to count.

In comparison, is Duanlang's martial arts a fraction of a percent?

"So, we still have to find Nie Feng."

After taking a look at the compass, Zhang Liang left Wushuang City.

…

"Nie Feng? It turns out to be a TV series!"

A quarter of an hour later, in a hidden cave five kilometers away from Wushuang City.

Zhang Liang saw a man who looked like Zhao Wenzhuo.

He has a hair style similar to that of Sha Matt, is shirtless, and is unconscious.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Before Zhang Liang came over, Nie Feng was awakened.

It can be seen that his breath is unstable and he has been severely injured.

But alertness and reaction are both first-rate.

"I am Zhang Liang, a businessman. I am here and want to make a deal with the Master of Feng Hall."

"trade?"

"Yes, deal."

"I have nothing to trade."

Although Zhang Liang did not take any action, Nie Feng still expressed distrust.

"I know that Hall Master Feng is wary of me, but it's just business.

There is no justice in buying and selling. Lord Feng, you might as well listen to what kind of deal I want to make.

If it doesn’t work out, it will be too late to refuse by then.”

"Ahem, sir, please tell me."

"In this case, let me tell a story to Master Feng Hall first!

It is said that when Xiongba founded Tianxiahui, he found a fortune teller...

After that, Ni Bodhisattva figured out...

However, this is only Xiongba’s fate in the first half of his life.”

"Your Excellency, if you want to stir up trouble, please leave."
To be continued...