The sun sets in the west.

Even in a city like Daliangcheng, there are still slums under the emperor's feet.

They are marginalized people living in bustling cities.

In a thatched house in the corner of the slum, Ling Feng opened his eyes with difficulty, and the muddy thatched roof came into view first.

"Am I still alive?"

He turned his head slightly and saw a boy who looked to be in his early ten years kneeling on the cold ground. His upper body was naked and he was sleeping heavily against the head of the bed. His face was still stained with dried tears and mud marks.

It's his second brother Ling Yun.

Yesterday, he was selling newspapers in the streets, and he met a kind-hearted young lady and a young man. He bought four newspapers and gave him ten taels of silver without any change.

Ling Feng felt as if a big pie had fallen from the sky. With these ten taels of silver, the two brothers had hope of getting out of the slums.

He gave the ten taels of silver as tuition to the martial arts master Zheng Fugui in the civilian area, and became an apprentice at the Huishan Boxing Academy, thus having the martial arts school as a backer.

I heard that Master Zheng also came from a slum, so he gave a lot of preferential treatment to children from poor families. The cost of learning martial arts is the cheapest among the nearby martial arts schools. For ten taels of silver, you can learn martial arts for five months, and lunch is included.

"Very good." Han Zhao nodded slightly. If he didn't dare to take action in the face of his enemies, he would definitely not be able to survive in such a world. He might as well just use the 'Spirit Seizing Technique' to absorb Ling Yun's physique.

"I picked up the money, and it has been snatched away by Chen Kai!" Ling Feng said quickly.

"Hey! Lingfeng, you are so tough!"

"It means you are not very famous and not worthy of my memory." Kong Yi said lightly.

"Not good!" Kong Yi's expression changed suddenly. Why was Han Zhao's swordsmanship so terrifying, and his close-quarters combat even more outrageous?

An extremely strange wave emerged from his sword, and the scarlet blade was completely covered in white light.

Han Zhao, whose upper body was exposed, was seen pinching Kong Yi's neck with one hand and lifting him high.

The closer Kong Yi got to Daliang City, the purple energy on his head became thicker and thicker.

Maybe Kong Yi's destiny is noble enough to survive this calamity and the purple energy will come from the east, but it is still unknown.

"No, no, it's Chen Kai from the Bandit Gang." Ling Feng quickly replied, he was also frightened by this scene.

Han Zhao waved his sleeves, and the bodies of Lu Bao and Chen Kai on the ground instantly turned into powder and dispersed in the wind.

"I see how you can use the Kurong style without a knife."

"I want to take you two as my disciples." Han Zhao said in a deep voice.

"I got it, brother." Ling Yun took out some firewood, ignited the straw, then took a deep breath, put the blower close to the flame, and blew hard several times. The firewood in the stove was finally ignited, and the flames rose.

Because Ling Feng is smart and good at getting things done, the Wild Wolf Gang asked him to sell the "Zhong Xing Miscellaneous Newspaper" near the inner city.

He was wearing a golden robe, and his long black hair was meticulously combed and spread behind him. He had thick upturned eyebrows and a majestic face. Even if he stood there motionless, he still showed the domineering power of a superior.

Although Ling Yun was a little confused, he also knew that this was a great opportunity.

Normal warriors can only activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by breaking through the realm of Ningsha and returning to the innate world.

"Master, even if we are shattered into pieces, we still don't know how to repay your kindness!"

Ling Feng took his younger brother Ling Yun, and the two knelt down and kowtowed outside the empty house.

However, when his knees were bent halfway and he was half a foot away from the ground, his body seemed to be lifted by an invisible force and he was unable to kneel down at all.

His complexion is as white as jade, and between his eyebrows there is a five-petal lotus mark similar to a woman's flower. This mark looks like lotus petals from a distance, but up close it looks like five swords of different colors: green, yellow, red, black, and white.

The flow is vaguely sharp, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"Brother, come and have something to eat."

At this time, a joking voice came.

Han Zhao shouted loudly, and his whole body crackled and exploded. His whole body expanded like it was inflated! In the blink of an eye, he turned into a little giant over two meters tall, with veins all over his body and explosive muscles all over his body!

His upper body clothes suddenly shattered, revealing explosive muscles that were all red gold. His whole body turned into a vajra body. The surging innate Yang Gang Qi formed a red battle armor more than three inches thick on his body surface. His whole body was like a

Avatar.

"Master, how will my disciple find you in the future?!" Ling Feng shouted when he saw him leaving immediately.

"Don't cry, brother, it's okay." Ling Feng endured the pain in his body, stretched out his hand and gently touched Ling Yun's head, comforting him weakly.

"I am Han Zhao. Are you Kong Yi?"

But on the way back, Ling Feng was so excited that he couldn't help shouting, and met Chen Kai, the young leader of the gang.

He brushed the tail feathers in his hand, and five colors of green, yellow, red, black and white light flashed past.

"Then you go." Lu Bao stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, and fell straight to the ground.

Han Zhao's eyes narrowed and he muttered in his mind: "Pay."

"Brother Lu, my eldest brother was injured by Chen Kai. Can you let him rest for two days?" Ling Yun begged.

Of course, if you want to practice martial arts to change your destiny, you won't be able to save enough money in your next life. However, yesterday, the opportunity to change your destiny suddenly came.

The five-color peacock bloodline will not be lost to anyone.

"Master, please accept my disciple's obeisance." The two brothers quickly bowed down and kowtowed three times.

Although the money is small, it can enable him and his brother to survive in this cruel world.

"Best regards, Master."

It's also very troublesome to pick up the firewood for cooking pots. They rarely open fires, most of the time they just eat some wotou.

Ling Feng turned around and saw a young man with a wretched face standing at the door of the thatched house.

"Crazy!" Looking at the white hair growing on Han Zhao's temples, Kong Yi cursed angrily, and he activated the power of his bloodline to the extreme.

"Since Mr. Xu believes that this junior has the talent of heaven and man, why can't we go to Daliang City?" Kong Yi looked directly at the old man in front of him.

This was originally a good thing, but as the purple energy increased, black energy gathered between his eyebrows, which was a bad sign!

"The villain is Ling Feng, who are you, the lord?" Ling Feng looked at the man in front of him with a panic expression. Just looking at the man's demeanor and demeanor, he felt that he was even more powerful than Master Zheng who had returned to the Shanquan Academy. He quickly climbed up

He got off the bed and pulled his brother to kneel on the ground.

Not only did the power of annihilation dissipate, but the karma-killing knife in Han Zhao's hand was instantly released and flew into Kong Yi's hand.

When Mr. Xu raised his head, his expression became horrified.

Kong Yi looked calm.

Han Zhao raised his hand to interrupt Ling Feng's words, and then with a flick of his finger, a glimmer of light as thin as a hair entered Lu Bao's body.

"Huh?" Kong Yi was a little unhappy and opened the curtain.

Chen Kai bled non-stop and died soon after.

"Kurong style? The power of annihilation is really dangerous! It's a pity that you are not a martial saint. You should not provoke me." Kong Yi was proud. Han Zhao was much stronger than he expected, but he did not rely on it and gathered Peacock as soon as he came up.

Xu Xing, so what if it is the Tiansheng Sect’s secret technique.

Deal with Han Zhao at close range, just in case he has a spare spiritual weapon, the sword.

This peacock is more than one foot long, with an emerald green head and tail coverts forming a tail screen. It is bright and beautiful, just like a living peacock.

"Hiss~" Ling Feng moved slightly and felt severe pain in his body, his chest felt tight and he had difficulty breathing.

But Han Zhao's luck was so weird that it was possible for him to pick up a treasure while walking and then choke to death after drinking water.

"You don't need to test me, I will need you one day!" Han Zhao said expressionlessly.

I saw the peacock flapping its wings gently and flying straight towards Han Zhao with Kong Yi.

He is a direct descendant of the Bailing Sect, and possesses the blood of the five-color peacock. His future achievements are comparable to those of a martial god in the supernatural power realm, and he is expected to be worthy of heaven and earth.

Whoosh whoosh!

The peacock opened its tail, and its tail feathers shot out like a sharp sword at a terrifying speed several times the speed of sound.

"Get out!" Lu Bao slapped Ling Yun in the face, knocking him to the ground and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

Ling Feng was amused by his appearance, but the smile only lasted less than a moment. He turned his head to the side against the wall, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

Zhongxing Pavilion has always been friendly with wealthy families and suppressed warriors at the same time, so he naturally did not want anything to happen to Kong Yi.

"You don't know me?" Han Zhao looked at the 'young man' standing on the carriage. At first glance, he thought he was a woman, who was even more beautiful than the image on the Qilin List.

"It's hard to say who is going to die!" Han Zhao's sword in his hand trembled violently, and the white light that had just dispersed condensed in an instant.

"The firewood is damp, please put less firewood in it." Ling Feng whispered.

Ten days later.

He wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The only difference is that there are five more three-foot-long feathers on the peacock's tail, like a sword, each with its own color, divided into green, yellow, red, black and white, faintly flowing.

After a while, Lu Bao carried a bald muscular man in black shorts back to the thatched house.

He picked up the stove, puffed up his cheeks, and blew hard. When he blew, the firewood was not ignited by him. Instead, a pile of ashes spewed out from the stove, all of which touched his face. Thick smoke streamed out.

The ground comes out.
To be continued...