The city guards and Feng Feiyun alone couldn't accomplish anything, so Feng Feiyun left the city lord's mansion early the next morning to find a powerful ally.
The tall and simple Yingoufang slowly appeared in front of us.
The atmosphere in Yingoufang today seemed a bit solemn and solemn. On both sides of the stone-carved gate stood two teams of sergeants wearing black iron armor, eight on the left and eight on the right. They were all holding cold iron spears and their skin was as black as steel.
, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, like two teams of beasts.
Feng Feiyun stood outside the gate, his eyes gleaming slightly, and he could clearly feel the power of these sixteen armored sergeants, like sixteen copper and iron walls standing in front of him.
These sixteen killing gods are blocking the door, and no one dares to take a step closer to Yingoufang.
"As expected of Yin Goufang. If these sixteen armored divine armies join forces, their combat effectiveness can be comparable to that of an army. It is too powerful."
Feng Feiyun felt that he had come to the right place!
None of these sixteen armored divine soldiers were weak, and the energy emitted from their bodies invisibly shook the mosquitoes flying in the air into powder.
This was the first time that Feng Feiyun saw the Iron Armored Divine Army in Lingzhou City. It was obvious that these sixteen Iron Armored Divine Army had just entered Lingzhou City today.
With the intimidation of these sixteen armored divine troops, even the boldest people dared to watch from a distance. Today's Yingoufang seemed a little deserted, and there was something strange in the desertedness.
There was still white mist floating on the streets in the early morning, and Feng Feiyun came slowly from the white mist.
"Haha! Master Feng, Yingoufang is not welcoming guests today, please wait for another day." Zheng Dongliu, the head of Yingoufang, saw Feng Feiyun from a distance.
Feng Feiyun slightly cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I have a big business today. Could it be that Mr. Zheng doesn't even do business?"
Zheng Dongliu sighed: "Of course I want to do business, but I also have a distinguished guest today. With this distinguished guest here, I can't do any business."
Feng Feiyun looked at the sixteen armored warriors and nodded lightly. It seemed that Yingoufang really had a distinguished guest today.
These sixteen armored divine soldiers are just the guards of that distinguished guest.
Who on earth is worthy of such a solemn reception from Zheng Dongliu?
"Then I'll visit again tomorrow." Although Feng Feiyun was a little disappointed, he didn't force himself to do anything and said goodbye.
"Master Feng, wait a moment."
Zheng Dongliu stood inside the gate of Yingoufang, with his body slightly bowed forward, as if he was listening to someone speaking, and he looked very respectful.
Feng Feiyun stopped and became curious again. Zheng Dongliu was the head of Yingoufang, and his status in Lingzhou City was very important. Even overlords like Third Master and Feng Wanpeng would only be on an equal footing with him. After all, Zheng Dongliu
Behind the scenes is the Silver Gou family, and no one dares to offend this behemoth.
For Zheng Dongliu to be so respectful, I am afraid that the identity of this distinguished guest is not simple.
Zheng Dongliu was still bowing, nodding and responding. After a long time, he straightened his waist again, turned his head, looked at Feng Feiyun, and said with a smile: "Master Feng, Zheng made a mistake just now.
Businessmen should always put business first."
It seemed that the distinguished guest just said something to him that made him change his attention.
It's just that the other party's methods are very clever. Even with Feng Feiyun's current cultivation level, he still can't hear clearly what the distinguished guest said to him just now?
Feng Feiyun's big sleeves fluttered and he said with a smile: "My business will definitely make a huge profit, and I will make a lot of money. The key depends on whether Chief Zheng dares to do it or not."
"There is no business in the world that Yingoufang does not dare to do." Zheng Dongliu patted his chest confidently and said, "Master Feng, let's go to the inner hall to discuss it in detail!"
Feng Feiyun walked calmly and calmly among the sixteen armored gods, as if he could not feel the murderous intent of these sixteen killing gods at all. He calmly walked into Yingoufang, and under the guidance of Zheng Dongliu, came to the inner
Hall.
This is not the first time I have come to the inner hall of Yingoufang. It is extremely quiet here. There is not even a servant. Only when receiving real distinguished guests, Zheng Dongliu will bring them here.
Feng Feiyun is such a distinguished guest.
Feng Feiyun was sitting on the sandalwood chair on the left, holding an emerald teacup in his hand, and his eyes were scanning the surrounding environment intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that there was no change from before.
There is still an ancient painting hanging on the wall. Below the ancient painting is a back door. At this time, the curtain on the door has been lowered. There seems to be a person sitting inside, but it is not clear what the person looks like.
This is the real distinguished guest, even Zheng Dongliu must treat him (her) with utmost respect!
Feng Feiyun's heart skipped a beat. This person was not simple. Although he was sitting behind the curtain, he had no breath of life at all. He was just like a stone sculpture.
If you close your eyes, you will not feel his or her presence at all.
Just when Feng Feiyun's eyes noticed the direction of the curtain, suddenly, a huge pressure came over like a mountain!
This is an invisible pressure from the other party, with overwhelming power.
"boom!"
In Feng Feiyun's body, his internal organs shook violently, and his bones made a "gurgle" sound, as if they were about to shatter.
This is just an invisible energy, but it is already so powerful that Feng Feiyun cannot compete. Could it be that just by looking at him (her), he (her) was angered and wanted to kill him?
All strong people have weird tempers!
This old guy has such a weird temper! The other person's cultivation level is so high that Feng Feiyun naturally thinks that he (she) is an old man.
Feng Feiyun had cultivated the "Immortal Phoenix Body", and his body was several times stronger than that of an ordinary monk in the middle stage of spiritual guidance, but at this moment, his blood was still boiling, and his blood veins seemed to burst.
Ordinary people would probably have been squeezed into bloody mud at this moment.
"Bang!"
The phantom of the spirit boat in Feng Feiyun's right palm began to rotate rapidly, and an even more powerful pressure rushed out of the spirit boat and bounced out.
"boom!"
The pressure in the entire space disappeared without a trace, as if the rough sea suddenly became calm.
There was a whisper from behind the curtain, and silence returned.
All the pressure disappeared. Feng Feiyun felt as if he had been engaged in a peerless battle. His vest was soaked with cold sweat. If Lingzhou hadn't helped him just now, he would have been crushed by the pressure and seriously injured.
There are too many masters in this world.
Zheng Dongliu was sitting opposite, still with a smile on his face. It was obvious that he didn't feel any pressure just now, and he didn't know that Feng Feiyun had already fought with the mysterious guest for a round.
"Zheng has long seen that Master Feng is a person who does big things. I wonder how big this business is?" Zheng Dongliu said with a smile.
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, gathered his thoughts, no longer looked in the direction of the curtain, and said with a smile: "I wonder if Yingoufang dares to do the murder business?"
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Zheng Dongliu's face suddenly froze. He thought for a moment and said solemnly: "The business of killing people is very risky!"
"The risk is great, but the reward is great!" Feng Feiyun said.
"How big is it?" Zheng Dongliu asked.
"A Blood Eagle Courtyard." Feng Feiyun stared closely into Zheng Dongliu's eyes.
"hiss!"
Zheng Dongliu took a deep breath, a hint of shock flashed across his eyes, and said hurriedly: "You want to kill the Third Master?"
"Not only Third Master, but also the entire Eagle Claw Gang!"
Feng Feiyun suddenly stood up and said: "I have asked the city lord for a general order. Within a month, I will lead five thousand city guards to raze the Blood Eagle Courtyard, kill the Third Master, and destroy the Eagle Claw Gang."
"Five thousand city guards were able to destroy the Eagle Claw Gang, but they couldn't kill the Third Master." Zheng Dongliu said.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said: "Of course I can't kill the third master, but there are so many masters in Yingoufang. It may be difficult to kill a third master in the middle stage of immortal root, but it is not absolutely impossible. As long as Yingoufang can send masters
, kill the third master, then the wealth accumulated by the Eagle Claw Gang over the years will belong to Yingoufang, and I will not take any penny. This business will definitely make a huge profit, do you dare to do it, Chief Zheng?"
Feng Feiyun asked again!
The wealth accumulated by the Eagle Claw Gang every year is more than 50,000 gold coins. In the past few decades, the wealth accumulated is definitely a huge number. It is strange that Zheng Dongliu is not tempted.
But to kill a strong man in the middle stage of Immortal Root, a large number of masters must be mobilized. Such a big business is not something he, Zheng Dongliu, can handle.
Feng Feiyun looked at Zheng Dongliu's changing expression and knew something was up. He didn't care at all about the money collected by the Eagle Claw Gang. All he cared about was the quasi-spiritual weapon in the hands of the third master.
Zheng Dongliu stood up from the chair, then walked to the curtain, knelt on the ground, bowed to the inside, and said: "Master, what do you think of this matter?"
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