NovelBonte Chapter 258 Forget it 1
Chapter 258 Forget it 1
Chapter 258 Forget it 1
Feng Shun helped Zhao Tai repel Zhang Chao, the defender of the city, and was seriously injured himself, but it was all worth it to him.
Favor alone is enough for Zhao Tai to pay back.
It was just when Feng Shun, who was full of ambition, walked up to Zhao Tai, but saw him looking behind him with a strange expression. At first, he thought it was someone from Zhang Chao's side who had killed him again, but he didn't expect that the person who came here really surprised him. expected.
The people in front of them were not as numerous and aggressive as Zhang Chao and the others, there were only three of them.
Even so, the pressure brought by the three of them to Fengshun was several times that of Zhang Chao and his party.
"Yong Bing?" Zhao Tai's eyes flashed from behind, and he thought that good things never go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. The fact that he killed Lin Feng of the Antang Mansion reached the ears of Miss Feihong Zong Yong so quickly. inside.
As an elder of Nandou Sword Sect, Feng Shun had naturally met the eldest lady of Feihong Sect, so he recognized her immediately.Not only that, he had also met the two people standing next to Yong Bing several times.
Yong Bing was dressed in white, with a handsome appearance, starry eyes twinkling with starlight, with a bit of coldness, and an indifference that rejected people and thousands of miles away.In her pupils, it was filled with angry flames.
Brother Lin is dead.
When Yong Bing heard the news, he almost fainted like a bolt from the blue.
At that time, she happened to find an opportunity to sneak out from Feihong Sect, and planned to immediately leave for Antang Mansion to find Lin Fengfenghuaxueyue, but she never thought that she would hear the martial arts masters in the restaurant talking about this matter as soon as she arrived in a larger state.
After calming down, the hatred in Yong Bing's heart boiled like the water of the Yellow River, and Dang even ordered Wang Yuxuan to call another elder who was in the Yuan Dynasty with five qi to rush to Tiannan Province.
This time, she is bound to kill Zhao Tai.
On both sides of Yong Bing stood a middle-aged martial artist, one of them had a face like a crown jade, and was as elegant as a scribe;
The two stood on both sides of Yong Bing, guarding it firmly, no one would think of crossing the thunder pool half a step.
"When did this kid Zhao Tai provoke someone from the Feihong Sect? I'm afraid this matter will be a bit difficult." How could Feng Shun fail to see the murderous intent emanating from Yong Bing? There is no one else, who else is not here for Zhao Tai?
As soon as he is old, he can't recruit girls of this age.
Maybe that kid Zhao Tai wanted to cling to the Feihong Sect, so he pestered Miss Yong in every possible way, or did something that made people itch to hate.
Feng Shun pondered for a moment and decided to explore the subject first.
The Feihong Sect is one of the seven sects and eight sects. Although it is slightly inferior to the Nandou Sword Sect, it is still a behemoth in the world. The leader of the sect, Yong Buhui, is not someone to be trifled with. He is famous for protecting his shortcomings.
"It turns out that I am a fellow of the Feihong Sect, and I am Feng Shun, the elder of the Nandou Sword Sect. May I ask how many people you have come to see and teach?" Feng Shun bowed his hands very politely. His age is several rounds older, but he claims to be "the next", which shows how low he puts his position.
Secondly, he no longer used the banner of the Eight Sage Kings, but continued to use the identity of Nandou Sword Sect.
When dealing with people in the court, you can use chicken feathers as arrows.
To deal with the forces in the Jianghu, especially the behemoths like the Seven Sects and Eight Sects, the identity of the imperial court is not as easy to use as the identity of the forces in the Jianghu.
What's more, he represents Nandou Jianzong, a sword in Jianghu. Who in Jianghu can't give Nandou Jianzong a face?
The Feihong Sect has developed very rapidly in recent years, but it is far from qualified to wrestle with the Nandou Sword Sect.
The reason why he was polite was because Feng Shun wanted to help Zhao Tai solve the problem. Even if it meant saving him temporarily, that would be great.
"It's none of your business, get out." Yong Bingfeng scolded mercilessly with her eyebrows raised.
Feng Shun froze for a moment, his face flushed rapidly.
In terms of age, he is Yong Bing's elder; in terms of status, he is the elder of Nandou Sword Sect;
In terms of cultivation, Yong Bing couldn't hold it with one hand.
And this arrogant and domineering young lady relied on the prestige of Feihongzong and her father Yongbuhui, how dare she reprimand him like this.
"Little baby, hasn't Sect Master Yong taught you what it means to respect your elders?" Feng Shun snorted coldly.
"I said, get out."
Yong Bing glared at Fengshun, then shouted to the right: "Uncle Wolf, shut up this noisy guy."
As soon as the words fell, the extraordinarily strong middle-aged martial artist took a light step forward.
Roar,
A ferocious howling of wolves suddenly sounded, and the middle-aged martial artist called Uncle Wolf suddenly appeared in front of Feng Shun, several inch-long blue nails quickly grew out of his broad palms.
brush,
With the palm waving down, several streaks of cyan aura rushed towards Fengshun's face.
This person's stellar energy is superior in both speed and strength, especially the speed, which is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Feng Shun was very angry. Yong Bing's behavior made him have the urge to kill her.
Being bullied to the head, how can he bear it now?
The cyan long sword stood in front of him, forcibly resisting the sharp cyan light.
At the same time, a huge force was transmitted from the sword body to the arm, and the blue long sword almost fell out of Fengshun's hand.
"What a weird strength."
Feng Shun was slightly startled, knowing that he had met his opponent. At this time, he could not care about Zhao Tai. He quickly calmed down and focused all his attention on Uncle Lang.
The two came and went, and after a few rounds, they fought aside under Uncle Wolf's intentional guidance.
With the absence of an obstructive martial artist of the Yuan Dynasty, Yong Bing led Wang Yuxuan slowly to Zhao Tai, his expression became more and more cold, but she did not let Wang Yuxuan do it, but asked coldly: "Why do you want to fight?" Kill Brother Lin?"
"Why?" Zhao Tai was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It's really an idiot's question."
"I ask you, why." Yong Bing gritted his teeth and raised his voice a little higher.
"I'm the elder of the Nandou Sword Sect, representing the righteous way, but your little lover Lin Feng is a domineering person. Not only did he jump in the queue when passing the teleportation formation, but he also spoke rudely to me. I wanted to teach him a lesson and let it go , I didn’t expect that he didn’t know what was good for him and insisted on going his own way. So, he had no choice but to die." Zhao Tai raised his eyebrows and gave a rare explanation.
This is not to give Yong Bing an explanation, but to give an explanation to those people in the world who pay attention to this matter.
First of all, Zhao Tai has to stand on the "reason" anyway, as for what Yong Bing thinks, that's not important anymore.
"The right way? Stop talking about those high-sounding words, I want to know the truth." Yong Bing continued to ask.
"I don't want to say the same thing a second time."
The corners of Zhao Tai's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a sneer, "I'm telling you, if you don't have Yong Buhui's backing, I'll be the first to kill you."
(End of this chapter)