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Chapter 1789, I recorded today’s loss

Also shocked by Lu Feng's killing of Cangsong and the destruction of the Wuji Sect were weak forces such as the Tianwu Sect. Most of these forces had women who had been persecuted by the Wuji Sect;

Before the news of the destruction came out, they even conspired to unite with the Tianwu Sect and formed a revenge team consisting of ten Heavenly Soul Realm soul masters;

I originally thought that even if I couldn't defeat the huge Wuji Sect, I would still let him live in the shadows for the rest of his life, killing everyone he saw.

But I never thought that after the team was established, it didn't even organize a single operation, but the target itself was overturned.

This made them dumbfounded.

After the joke is over.

In the small courtyard of the leader of Tianwu Sect;

A woman held the message scroll and said angrily to the middle-aged man beside her: "Dad, the person mentioned above who destroyed the Wuji Sect seems to be the person who saved me that day."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and looked at his daughter with loving eyes, "If that's the case, then we have to thank him properly later. Since that person is the master of the Sword Sect..."

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, as if he thought of something, and then said: "The sect once found a batch of pretty good swordsmanship in a secret place. It is very biased for our practice. It is useless to keep it. You can do it yourself later."

Send it to them to express your gratitude."

The woman's pretty face turned red, and she said timidly: "Dad, wouldn't it be too insincere to thank others with things we don't need?"

The middle-aged man looked at his daughter in surprise and said in surprise: "You girl, you are always stingy, why are you able to speak for others this time with your elbows turned outward?"

As he spoke, he took another look at the message on the letter scroll. When he saw the words describing Lu Feng's specific age and appearance, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Does this mean that Zhong is in love with someone else?" The middle-aged man smiled kindly, full of jokes.

The woman's pretty face turned even redder when she heard this, and she said timidly: "I don't have it, my daughter is just... But when she was angry that day, she threatened to the man that if she could help kill the three-fingered old devil, my daughter would

I pledge myself to you."

"Now he has not only killed but also destroyed the Wuji Sect. Isn't my daughter afraid that others will come looking for him based on this?"

The middle-aged man smiled deliberately, spread his hands and said, "If that's all, don't worry about it. After all, I am a respectable person. I will never take the angry words of a junior like you seriously."

"No way?" The woman looked visibly disappointed.

The middle-aged man understood and further teased: "Dad originally thought that you were in love with someone else, and he thought that he would go to Qingshan Sword Sect to help you find a matchmaker. It turned out to be just a misunderstanding."

"No, it's not a misunderstanding," the woman said timidly, her voice so shy that her head almost shrank into her collar, "My daughter has never admired someone so much..."

He seemed so embarrassed that he ran away.

"Alas," the middle-aged man sighed and shook his head, "There are no girls left in college."

As he spoke, he glanced at the letter scroll in his hand again, with a slightly sad look on his face: "If you were just an ordinary man, there might still be some use in standing up for your father, but for such a gifted man..."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to have much hope.

But for the sake of my daughter, I still have to talk to her.



Late at night.

Xuanjin City, on a luxurious cruise ship on the Yuemi River.

The leaders of more than ten forces including the Qin family, Five Emperors Sect, Huanliu Sect, Tianting Sword Sect, Ji family, and Wu family gathered together.

He was also shocked by the collapse of the Wuji Sect.

Those present were either sect leaders, deputy sect leaders, or elders. Only Ji Lanxin from the Ji family came forward.

But it is she alone who dominates the discourse at this moment.

"Everyone, how do you think about the proposal just made by the little lady?"

Ji Lanxin spoke again with a cold face: "If we deal with him again in a situation where everyone is fighting for his own business, with his current strength of thirty-six on the list, it will be difficult to succeed. If you want to punish him, please come up with it."

Come with sincerity.”

He looked directly at the leader of the Tianting Sword Sect and said, "Although the leader is strong, he is still far behind the top fifty on the Heavenly Ranking. If you want to avenge your son, please call someone on the Heavenly Ranking."

Senior Ye Zun came forward."

The leader of the Tianting Sword Sect looked thoughtful and hesitant. Ye Zun, who is number 42 on the Heavenly Ranking, can be said to be the core and most important existence of his Tianting Sword Sect. He will never allow any mistakes. Once something unexpected happens,

The rest of the guests who come to Ye Zun may lose their cohesion and even leave the sect, and then the Tianting Sword Sect will most likely fall into a state of collapse.

At this time, Ji Lanxin looked at Wu Hong, the head of the Wu family, "Uncle Wu, your Wu family does not have anyone in the top seventy on the Heavenly List. If you want to avenge Wu Jinglei, you have to go to the Black List and invite a strong person to come over."

Wu Hong said with a gloomy face: "If you can really invite someone like the old monster with a long tongue, my Wu family will definitely cooperate and invite one at all costs."

A flash of uneasiness flashed in Ji Lan's eyes, and she coughed slightly and said: "That's natural. I have made an agreement with the old monster with the long tongue before. When the time comes, he will definitely take action with all his strength."

Hearing this, the leader of the Tianting Sword Sect echoed: "In that case, our sect will also ask Senior Brother Ye Zun to assist."

The other forces thought about it for a moment and responded one after another. Just as the leader of the Tianting Sword Sect thought in his heart, if it was just an assistance and a long-tongued old monster charged in the lead, his own strong men would not be in too much danger.

.

By just showing up, they might be able to get revenge and get a lot of bonuses, so they would be happy to do it.



At dawn.

In a ruined temple a few miles away from Jiangnan City.

Lu Feng and Tang Yuan stopped practicing. After adjusting their breath and recovering in the middle of the night, they had completely recovered from the exhaustion in the Wuji Sect battle;

Although Tang Yuan didn't consume much, he still took this opportunity to consolidate a lot of the new attack methods he had developed.

"Have you thought of a name for the new method?"

Lu Feng had a pleasant and easy-going smile on his face. Last night he was tortured by the howling of Tang Yuan ghosts and howling wolves.

Tang Yuan stood up, dusted himself off, and casually replied with four words: "The sounds of nature."

Lu Feng's lips twitched and he looked at Tang Yuan blankly: "Are you serious?"

Tang Yuan laughed heartily: "What? Isn't my domineering roar nice to hear? Isn't it the sound of nature?"

Lu Feng was ashamed and speechless, "As long as you are happy."

Tang Yuan suppressed his smile and said seriously: "After consolidating my understanding last night, although I can reproduce the roar when I faced the evil-feathered blood vulture, I still feel that there is something missing inside.

I always feel that it is not as smooth as it was then, and the power seems to be slightly inferior."

"Furthermore, I feel that the real power of this strange sound of nature should be far more than a roar. Logically speaking, the power of the Zhufuyang Beast Fighting Pill should not be that weak. Then the problem should be with myself. It may be the same as mine.

Every time I use it, I always feel that there is something to do with the feeling of being too powerful."

Lu Feng vaguely thought of something and replied: "Could it be that the emotion was not in place when performing it? Just like some exquisite sword techniques, you need to enter a special state of mind to display the corresponding sword power and sword intention. Your breath attack

, it may also require a special state of mind to exert its true power."

"What's your state of mind?" Tang Yuan was stunned and the strings in his heart seemed to be faintly touched.

At this moment;

A carriage suddenly came galloping from a distance.

The two of them, Lu Feng, hurriedly made a tacit agreement to keep silent.

I thought I was just a pedestrian passing by, heading towards Jiangnan City, but I didn't expect that the car suddenly stopped dozens of meters away in front of the ruined temple.

"Uncle Li, there's something going on!"

After the carriage stopped, a cold male voice came from inside the carriage.

The urging old man was obviously stunned for a moment, looking at the ruined temple with a surprised look, and lost his voice in astonishment: "What's the movement?"

The young man lifted a corner of the curtain and smiled coldly: "There are two auras in the ruined temple... They are gone now. It's interesting."

A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face again, and he said with a hint of shame: "Xiao Yan's perception is now better than that of Uncle Li, but Uncle Li didn't notice anything."

The young man gave a flattering smile: "Uncle Li is totally on the road and has no time to take care of this."

After saying that, he stepped out of the carriage and gestured: "Go over and have a look. Those two auras should be very human."

The old man understood immediately and understood the meaning of the words.

Ordinary people can never avoid the perceptions of these two!

The old man was vigilantly guarding the front. As he approached the ruined temple, he shouted loudly: "My friends inside, can you come out and see me?"

Waited for a moment, no response.

The young man's face darkened and he said coldly, "Let's do it."

The old man heard the words and stepped forward, "If you two don't come out, don't blame me for being rude."

Still no response.

The old man gathered the power of his palm and suddenly struck out with a palm. In an instant, wind and thunder surged, and the terrifying palm force was like a dark cloud covering an expanse of land, and it suddenly hit the sparse walls of the ruined temple.

Along with a roar, the broken wall was blown into pieces.

But there was still no movement coming from the ruined temple.

The old man began to feel unconfident: "Maybe those two people have escaped?"

The young man raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and suddenly came to the old man. A blazing Yang breath emerged from his palm and suddenly struck towards the closed door in the ruined temple.

boom!

The wooden door was instantly shattered into pieces and a strong fire broke out.

But just for a moment, a repulsive air wave suddenly erupted, extinguishing the fire from the inside out, and also covered the two of them like a frenzy.

"careful!"

The old man's quick eyesight and hands quickly flew to protect him in front of the young man. A piece of wind and thunder aura emerged from the surge of breath in his body, blocking all the air waves from the outside.

As the movement subsided.

A look of horror flashed across the young man's face: "It's actually a defensive formation that's close to the heavenly level! Let me tell you, the people in this temple are not simple!"

The old man sensed it and said: "It's not a defensive formation, it's just a 'Ping Ling Na Qi Formation' to assist in cultivation. It was just broken by you, Xiao Yan, that caused this stable formation to reverse direction."

The young man smiled bitterly, "Tsuki Taki is better at formation formations. I just can't calm down to understand it."

As he spoke, he looked at the fine dust floating around and asked suspiciously: "Could this be some kind of spiritual powder to assist in cultivation?"

"No," the old man's heart tightened, and he quickly protected the young man and swept back, pulling away from the ruined temple dozens of meters away.

"Uncle Li?" The young man asked suspiciously: "Why are you making such a fuss? Could this dust be some kind of poisonous powder?"

Looking back, I saw a blush on the old man's aging face.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then he realized and burst into laughter: "That thing is actually an aphrodisiac?"

"I didn't expect that Uncle Li would capsize in this gutter even at his age."

The old man's face turned even red after hearing this, and he said in frustration: "Don't just stand there in a daze, help Uncle Li, this poisonous powder is a bit powerful, it's something extraordinary."

The young man smiled playfully, raised his hand and attached it to the old man. After feeling it, he couldn't help but be startled: "There are more than one kind!?"

"Could there be some evil cultivator hidden in the ruined temple?"

"There are so many types of aphrodisiacs hidden in the array?"

The young man was afraid when he saw two figures walking out from behind the temple from a distance.

Considering the current situation, he had no choice but to give up and watch the two of them go away.

"interesting!"

As the man sneered, a chill flashed in his eyes, "I'll remember today's loss!"



After Lu Feng and Tang Yuan walked out of the ruined temple, Tang Yuan asked eagerly: "Old Lu, do you know the identities of those two people? Why did you hold back just now?"

Lu Feng said in a deep voice: "I'm not familiar with that young man, but that old man is from the Holy Sect."

"Holy Sect?" Tang Yuan was startled, "No wonder... I just said that we obviously had so much aphrodisiac in our hands, but you only used so little."

Lu Feng chuckled: "Not only is he the Holy Sect, he is also the fifty-one existence on the Heavenly Ranking. If you really make him angry and rush to fight, a mere spring poison will not be able to restrain him."

Tang Yuan was startled again, "Fifty-one on the Heavenly Ranking... Fenglei Tiangang, Li Taiyuan!?"

Because Lu Feng was on the Heavenly Ranking, he deliberately wrote down many of the characters on the Heavenly Ranking, so he quickly matched up with the characters they belonged to.

Lu Feng nodded, "Back then, this person had a battle with Senior Chu from the Zhan Sect and lost half of his moves. I heard Senior Chu mention it accidentally. Generally speaking, this person's martial arts are not bad, and he doesn't do anything bad in daily life.

When word got out, I didn’t do anything ruthless just now.”

Tang Yuan suddenly understood, and then said with concern: "How could a person like him be willing to work as a groom or a guard for a junior? That man looked like he was twenty-six or seventeen years old at most, and he must be under thirty years old.

."

Lu Feng said solemnly: "At the age of less than thirty, he can have a strength that is close to the Heavenly Soul Realm, and may even have reached the level of the Heavenly Soul Realm. This shows that he must have been less than the first year when he broke through to the Heavenly Soul Realm. He has

Maybe that’s why the Holy Sect pays attention to the potential to break the Saint and sends people to protect it, right?”

Tang Yuan was shocked: "There has been no news about the soul master world for all these years, but now it is no longer hidden. Is there any reason?"

Lu Feng also had the same suspicion in his heart, "Maybe he has encountered constraints on his realm and needs to go out to experience and seek opportunities."

"Let's go to the city first."

"Looking at where they are going, I might run into them again when we look back."

Tang Yuan understood, took a dark silver mask from Lu Feng and put it on his face.


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