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In the morning, the inn was very busy. Liang Qiufeng and others were sitting around a table having breakfast. After two or three days of rest and recuperation, Su Xiangyang and others' complexions improved greatly.
The two seriously injured patients who were bedridden were basically fine after seeing the doctor and taking medicine. The two were originally disciples of the Jianfu Guards and had a solid foundation in the Qi Dao realm. They were replaced by Jin Dao warriors with low cultivation levels.
, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this one.
When he first left Huangzhou, Liang Qiufeng selected a total of ten guard disciples, and now a total of eight remain. The others who died accidentally were mostly disciples at the strength level.
The recovery of the injured is secondary. The most important thing is to rekindle hope and hope in the heart, so everyone is in good spirits and chatting and laughing while having breakfast.
The laughter suddenly stopped.
From the corner of his eye, Su Xiangyang saw a group of people entering the inn, especially the old man who led the group. He was shocked, swallowed his saliva, and his expression changed a bit.
Liang Qiufeng asked: "What's the matter?"
"Sect Master, that is Deacon Wang from the Three Dynasties Gang."
The Sanchao Gang is a local snake force in Lishi City and a lower-class sect. They were also the main culprits who inflicted heavy losses on the Jianfu disciples when they were hunting in the wild. At that time, the gang did not kill them all and allowed Su Xiangyang and others to survive in the city and make a living.
It's just that this kind of lifestyle has almost reached the lowest level. If you go any further, you will probably become a beggar.
From the perspective of the Sanchao Gang, this group of fleeers is not a problem and is just waiting to die.
"Eh..."
Deacon Wang suddenly stopped and looked sharply at Liang Qiufeng and the others. He led his people to the inn for other matters, but unexpectedly he saw Su Xiangyang and the others sitting there in clean clothes.
Have breakfast.
The breakfast seemed quite rich.
"Shouldn't these despicable fugitives be working as coolies at the dock at this time? How can they be eating and drinking here leisurely?"
Deacon Wang looked a little gloomy. After scanning, he focused his attention on the stranger Liang Qiufeng: Who is this young guy? Judging from the situation, he seems to be familiar with Su Xiangyang. Could he be from Huangzhou as well?
, affiliated to Zhongnan Sword Mansion?
Naturally, he had heard about Zhongnan Sword Mansion, but he didn't take it seriously - a declining continent with broken spiritual veins, a sect in the Western Mountains at sunset. If they migrated to Shenzhou, they would be nothing more than lost dogs.
What can be done?
Therefore, even though they knew the origins of Su Xiangyang and others, the Sanchao Gang still had no scruples. They killed someone for the harvest of a fourth-level monster, and even did not bother to kill people to silence them. They were not afraid at all that they would be held accountable by Zhongnan Sword Mansion.
The subsequent development of events proved that those who fled were those who fled, and there was no other way except to compromise. Su Xiangyang and others, whose cultivation levels had plummeted, were in a miserable state, and life was worse than death.
As time went by, this matter was gradually forgotten.
It was only today that I met him unexpectedly and the situation was different, so I became curious.
"Hey, aren't these the outstanding disciples of Zhongnan Sword Mansion? You don't have to go to work today to carry sacks... Well, there is still meat to eat, tsk tsk, life is pretty good."
He said with a smile on his face.
Su Xiangyang bit his lip - at that time, they were at odds with each other. He had revealed his identity and told the other party in the hope of avoiding a fight. He thought that Jianfu's large forces would arrive at Lishi City, so he felt somewhat confident mentally. Who would have expected?
They didn't care about the birds at all and just started killing them.
Deacon Wang stepped forward, and the group of warriors following behind him dispersed intentionally or unintentionally, forming a fan shape and stimulating the aura from their bodies, like a mountain.
Su Xiangyang's face became ugly. Thinking of the other party's cruelty, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. The timid Liu Shuang even lowered his head and trembled slightly.
"What do you want to do?"
Zhang Zhiming mustered up the courage to stand up and question.
Deacon Wang gave a strange laugh, put his right hand on his shoulder, and pressed his fingers like hooks: "Greetings, why do you need such a big reaction?"
With this press, the fingers burst out with force, like eagle claws, hidden and sharp, and they clasped on Zhang Zhiming's shoulders, like an iron hoop, which hurt his heart.
Even when Zhang Zhiming was at his peak, his cultivation level was much lower than that of Deacon Wang, let alone his current state of decline. He was pinched by him and couldn't bear the strength. He bent his legs and couldn't help but sit down. He secretly complained in his heart.
If you sit down firmly, the chair will be crushed, and you will fall directly to the ground, suffering a big loss.
Liang Qiufeng suddenly took action, twisting his chopsticks with his fingers. The two chopsticks were like two swords, and they were pointed at Deacon Wang's hand.
laugh!
There was a sharp sound of breaking wind.
Seeing the fierceness of the attack, Deacon Wang did not care about embarrassing Zhang Zhiming, so he immediately changed his tactics and used his proud claw skills to take away Liang Qiufeng's chopsticks.
The two of them started to move, with their overall bodies almost not moving, and they only moved in a small space. They were so fast that others could hardly keep up with the rhythm. They felt that their eyes were blurred and they could not catch the trajectory of the moves.
puff!
After the weird muffled sound of the water bag being punctured, Deacon Wang took a big step back and stared at Liang Qiufeng fiercely. People with eyesight immediately saw that he was subconsciously covering his right hand with his left hand, and there was a flash of bright red in the middle.
He was actually injured.
On the other hand, Liang Qiufeng remained calm and composed, sitting steadily on his chair.
Deacon Wang shook his head to stop his men from rushing forward, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, your Excellency, to meddle in such nosy matters?"
Seeing Liang Qiufeng suppressing the situation, Zhang Zhiming was overjoyed and blurted out: "He is the leader of our sect."
Over there, Su Xiangyang was calm, but felt that what he said was rash, so he quickly reached out to pull his sleeves.
Door owner?
Deacon Wang was greatly surprised: Zhongnan Jianfu is a sect with a thousand years old, how could the sect leader be such a young fool? It doesn’t make sense...could it be due to the drastic changes in the deserted continent, the Jianfu was severely damaged, and there was no one left to use it?
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The Desert Continent is thousands of miles away from the Divine Continent, and there are continents and seas separating it, but some messages can still be exchanged. The most sensational news coming from the Desert Continent in recent years is the monster riot.
The monsters in the Ali Mountain Range were violent and attacked the continent, causing extremely serious damage and worsening the situation in the already lifeless desert continent. Many sects who were originally unwilling to leave were forced to leave.
This is also the main reason for the sharp increase in the number of deserters moving to Shenzhou.
It is said that Zhongnan Sword Mansion was the first to bear the brunt of the attack by monsters and its vitality was severely damaged. This can explain why Liang Qiufeng became the master of the sect at such a young age. The older generation must have suffered heavy losses.
Let the juniors step up to the plate.
After the competition just now, Deacon Wang felt that although Liang Qiufeng was only in his weak years, his cultivation attainments were obscure and weird, and he was a bit unfathomable. It was very abnormal. After all, it seemed that Liang Qiufeng was not good at Qi Dao.
In the realm of the first stage, compared with seriousness, he is even lower than himself. However, just such a person, without making a move, has already made himself suffer a loss, and almost broke the "Shen Diao Wu" that he has practiced hard for decades.
Shadow Claw".
In the blink of an eye, the thought passed by and was quickly suppressed. I knew that this was not the time to study in detail: "I'm sorry, it turns out that the sect master is here in person..."
It would be strange to call a young boy "Master": "I wonder what the Master does when he comes to Lishi City?"
Zhang Zhiming said: "Of course you will take us away."
"Yeah?"
Deacon Wang smiled conspiratorially: "I'm afraid you can't get out of Lishi City." (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)