"Who is Feng Qinghong? I've never heard of this name!"
"Hiss - I remembered that twenty years ago, the old leader of the Lihuo Sect was defeated by a mysterious man in white robes. That man's name seemed to be Feng Qinghong!"
"Twenty years ago? But he looks only in his twenties. How is this possible!"
"..."
Listening to the comments of others, Lin Fan also looked at Feng Qinghong with interest.
When his spiritual consciousness swept over Feng Qinghong's body, the other party actually seemed to be aware of it, and glanced in the direction of Lin Fan. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and there was some doubt in his eyes, but he did not go into details and just glanced briefly.
After a quick glance, he looked away.
Lin Fan also withdrew his consciousness and showed a playful smile on his face.
This Feng Qinghong has an aura similar to that of Zhu Chungang and Zhu Long. That aura is very special and different from other ancient warriors. It seems that this Feng Qinghong is probably from the Kunlun Immortal World, and his age is not what it seems at all.
He looks to be in his twenties, but judging from his bones, he is at least two hundred years old.
Li Fenghun supported Li Yaokun, reached out and tapped his chest and arms quickly. He looked at Feng Qinghong with an extremely ugly face, as if he was quite afraid of him, and asked through gritted teeth: "Feng Qinghong! What are you doing?
mean!"
There is a feeling of lust and inner lust.
"Haha, Li Fenghun, the duel at the Qianlong Festival is all about fairness, justice and openness. Your son lost, but he was behind the scenes. It's not worth cutting off his finger. You were already merciful, but you actually didn't care about your face.
To attack a junior," Feng Qinghong landed next to Wen BuZhi with a light movement, put his hands behind his back, looked at Li Fenghun, and said lightly: "I would like to ask, what do you mean?"
As he spoke, a glimmer of light flashed in Feng Qinghong's eyes. Although his tone was calm, it still made Li Fenghun's heart skip a beat.
He couldn't help but recall the shocking sword strike in front of the Lihuo Sect Mountain Gate twenty years ago. The old master of the Lihuo Sect, a long-established strong man, Liluo, who had reached the realm of pseudo-dongxuan, was killed on the spot.
Feng Qinghong cut off an arm with one sword.
The terrifying ice sword energy, after cutting off Li Luo's right hand, then split the plaque on the Li Huo Sect's mountain gate into two pieces. The ferocious and terrifying sword mark still remains on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate to this day.
The Lihuo Sect also began to languish from that moment on, never to return on its downhill journey. It was reduced from the first-rate force to the second-rate, and even to the bottom among the second-rate.
Li Fenghun's strength was at most similar to that of Li Luo back then. Facing Feng Qinghong, he had no chance of winning, and he didn't even have the courage to take action.
"Feng Qinghong," Li Fenghun's mouth twitched twice, and he asked bravely: "What does this matter have to do with you?"
Feng Qinghong did not answer this question directly, but asked instead: "Li Fenghun, do you know why I killed the Lihuo Sect twenty years ago?"
"Um?"
Li Fenghun was stunned for a moment, frowned, and looked puzzled.
"Because I accidentally discovered that the son of an old friend I had been looking for for many years was actually in the Lihuo Sect. It's just that he lived an inhumane life in the Lihuo Sect! A six or seven-year-old child, wearing single clothes in the winter, was in the Lihuo Sect.
When clearing snow in front of Huozong Mountain, his hands were so cold that he couldn't feel anything, his feet were covered with frostbite, and he was limping when he walked." Feng Qinghong said in a cold voice: "I recognized him from the birthmark on his neck.
I wanted to take him away, but Li Huo Zong refused to let me go. That old guy from Li Luo actually wanted to attack me. He lost an arm and it was his own fault!"
"...!" Li Fenghun listened to Feng Qinghong's narration, and suddenly his eyes widened a bit. He looked at Wen Zhi, then looked at Feng Qinghong and asked: "Could he be..."
"That's right, he is the son of my old friend." Feng Qinghong nodded and said, "When I was seriously injured, I was taken care of by Brother Wen and his wife. Before I could repay my kindness, they died in a traffic accident.
Go, so I must take good care of their orphans."
"I understand, it turns out that you taught Wen Bu Zhi, no wonder, no wonder..." Li Fenghun nodded helplessly and never mentioned the lesson again.
Who would have thought that an unknown boy like Wen BuZhi would have such a terrifying backer as Feng Qinghong.
In the past twenty years, although Feng Qinghong has not taken action again, the older generation knows that he is extremely powerful and belongs to the first echelon of strong men. Ordinary Dongxuan strong men are no match for him.
Although Feng Qinghong has not publicly admitted it, everyone believes that he must have come down from the Kunlun Immortal Realm.
"dad……"
Li Yaokun covered his broken finger, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.
Li Fenghun's body trembled, his eyes were slightly red, but there was nothing he could do.
If the other party was not Feng Qinghong, I am afraid that with Li Fenghun's character and doting on his son, he would have killed him on the spot. But facing Feng Qinghong, he really couldn't muster the courage to take action.
If you take action forcefully, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.
"Let's go home." Li Fenghun reached out and sucked his son's severed finger into his hand. Then he glanced at Feng Qinghong, said "goodbye", and took Li Yaokun up into the sky and disappeared into the sky.
"Master."
Wen Buzhi walked up to Feng Qinghong and bowed slightly, with a very respectful attitude.
After he straightened up, his eyes were filled with admiration.
"Well, you performed well." Feng Qinghong nodded approvingly and said, "Let's go."
Then the two of them jumped up and disappeared from everyone's sight.
A fierce fight came to an end.
The onlookers expressed that the trip was worthwhile. Not only did they see this year's biggest dark horse challenge the old and young powerhouse, they even saw the appearance of Li Fenghun, the leader of the Yuling Sect, and even saw Li Fenghun and the mysterious powerhouse Feng Qinghong.
Each of these can be used as a source of conversation after dinner and a good brag.
Lin Fan took out his mobile phone and opened the Shenlong app. There was a section dedicated to reporting the results of the Qianlong Festival in real time. Lin Fan took a quick glance and knew the current situation.
There is basically no change in the top ten rankings of the Hidden Dragon List. Gu Fengyun firmly holds the top spot, followed closely by Dugu Jian. The two had played against each other three days ago, with no outcome. Bing Ningxue seemed to be acting abnormally.
It fell to fourth place. The third place was occupied by Shen Luoku, who was making great progress. The fifth place was still Lin Dong. The sixth to tenth places were still the same old faces, but the name Lin Xuanyang was a flash in the pan on the Qianlong list.
, disappeared, but now everyone knows that Lin Xuanyang is Lin Fan, and his strength no longer needs such a list to prove.
Starting from the eleventh place, the subsequent rankings change very frequently, often every three or four hours. In addition to the fluctuation of rankings caused by the competition between the young prodigies who were originally on the list, this time there are also
There have been many dark horses, such as Wen Zhi, who defeated the 29th and 21st ranked Qianlong Rankings as soon as they appeared, and Su Yue and Liu Mengxi were also the first to come out, and are now ranked 42nd respectively.
He Forty-Eight, Lu Yang and the other seven members of the security team have not yet been ranked, and are probably still in seclusion. However, when they come out of seclusion, they will definitely not be unknown.
In addition, other disciples of the banished immortals also made high-profile appearances and began to challenge the veteran strongmen on the Qianlong Ranking. For example, Zhu Chungang's disciple Qin Rulong suddenly emerged and is now ranked thirty. The worthless disciple is Feng Qinghong.
, most of the other dark horses with outstanding performances also learned from the banished immortals, and only the banished immortals can teach disciples who are comparable to the outstanding juniors trained by the major top forces.
A local prodigy in the ancient martial arts world and a closed disciple of a banished immortal, each other wins or loses.
Of course, in addition to these two major forces, Lin Fan's successor in the secular world is also a force that cannot be ignored, but it has not yet shown its edge.
But it is not difficult to imagine what kind of fame these ten people will make at this year's Qianlong Festival once all eight people including Lu Yang get out of seclusion and join Su Yue and Liu Mengxi!
This year's Qianlong Festival seems to be more intense than in previous years.
It’s full of attractions, and it’s not unusual for it to be an upset.
However, Lin Fan didn't have much interest in this. When he came to Liusha Waterfall, he just stopped by to take a look at this waterfall, which is known as the highest in Xia Kingdom. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet Wen BuZhi and challenged Li Yaokun.
After leaving Liusha Waterfall, Lin Fan and his family of three had basically finished their sightseeing in the country, so they applied for visas and flew directly abroad.