Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Arrogant Xuanwu Gate
Nan Tianba's face turned red when he was reprimanded, and he opened his mouth just about to speak, but Ma Qingfeng continued: "Senior Sister Wushuang looks better than a heavenly immortal, and she is kind-hearted, anyone who sees it will lend a helping hand." As for the others, I didn't think that much. I'm very patient, even if I see a cat or dog hurt, I will do the same. The implication of this is that Nan Tianba, like a kitten and a puppy, was saved by the way when he rescued Hai Wushuang.
+ "You ......" Nan Tianba disagreed, and he was about to draw his sword to face each other, and the atmosphere was very tense.
"It turned out that the master of the horse pavilion arrived, and he missed the distance, don't blame it. A hearty voice came, and then a middle-aged man walked out of the Haoyue Hall quickly, followed by several Sword Sect disciples.
Hai Wushuang immediately saluted, "I've seen the Master of the Tangtai Hall." ”
This middle-aged man is none other than the Sword Sect branch hall master Yutai Mirror. He is a first-grade martial artist at the ground level, and his identity is the same as that of an ordinary elder of the Sword Sect, so Hai Wushuang has to give a gift.
"Hehe, no courtesy, no courtesy, your own family doesn't have to be formal. The mirror waved his hand again and again. Just now, he was discussing things with a few deacons in the hall, and suddenly a disciple reported that there was a conflict between Nan Tianba and the people from the Sword Sect headquarters, and one of them was called Ma Qingfeng.
Taijing had already received the flying pigeon transmission from the headquarters, and knew that the Sword Sect had set up a new hall, and the main thing was Ma Qingfeng, who had made great contributions in the battle with the Blood Demon Gate, so he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly greeted him.
Hai Wushuang introduced: "Senior Brother Feng, this is the master of the branch hall. ”
Without waiting for Ma Qingfeng to speak, the Taijing hurriedly bowed his hand: "The Taijing has seen the master of the Ma Pavilion." The master of the horse pavilion is really a hero out of a young man, and he turned the tide at a young age, it is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves!"
Ma Qingfeng politely returned the salute: "The master of the Tangtai Hall has won the award, and Qingfeng is just doing his best." ”
As they spoke, the crowd walked into the hall. Nan Tianba was stunned on the spot, this Ma Qingfeng, could it be the same Ma Qingfeng who saved the Sword Sect from danger and killed the ground-level martial artists like slaughtering chickens and ducks? Impossible, how could he have such a high strength at such a young age. Although he didn't believe it, when he saw the performance of the Sword Sect branch hall master Yutai Mirror, he couldn't help but believe it, his face was blue and red for a while, like a chameleon. I wanted to make fun of Ma Qingfeng and elevate my status in front of the beauty, but I was played like a monkey for a long time. This Ma Qingfeng may be the illegitimate son of the head of the Sword Sect, it must be, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a prominent position at this age. Nan Tianba thought evil in his heart. Hurry up and follow, he can't go yet, because there will be a good show about to start, originally he came to help, but now, let's watch the play, if Hai Wushuang speaks, I'm thinking about helping.
Everyone sat down, Ma Qingfeng had the highest status, and was pushed to the main seat by the Taijing, and the Taijing and Hai Wushuang sat in the lower positions on both sides.
"I see that the master and the deacons seem to be discussing important matters, I wonder if I can help?" Ma Qingfeng was observant, and he had long noticed the anxiety that appeared under the smiling face of the deacons in the Tangtai Mirror, and these deacons were even more worried.
"Alas!" Yutai Mirror sighed heavily, "Since I was noticed by the Lord of the Ma Pavilion, I won't hide it, I didn't want to tell you, because you have the heavy responsibility of protecting the princess, and I am afraid that you will be distracted." Yutai Jing looked at the people in the hall, "Since the battle with the Blood Demon Gate, the strength of my Sword Sect has been greatly damaged, and the branch hall in this Haoyue City is not peaceful. ”
Ma Qingfeng's eyes flashed cold, and everyone in the room tightened, as if a stone had been pressed in their hearts, and they couldn't breathe. With such a sharp gaze, Nan Tianba was also aware of the tense atmosphere.
"Does anyone dare to trouble my Sword Sect?" Ma Qingfeng was a little angry, his right thumb and index finger flicking gently. Since learning to be a meteor point acuman, Ma Qingfeng has developed the habit of flicking his fingers when his mood fluctuates.
Yutai Jing smiled bitterly, "It's not just looking for trouble, it's about uprooting my Sword Sect's Haoyue Branch and driving the Sword Sect's forces out of Haoyue City." ”
Ma Qingfeng's fingers flicked, and a wisp of true yuan power that others couldn't perceive came out, hovering around his index finger under Ma Qingfeng's control. This was discovered by Ma Qingfeng after breaking through the ground level, and he could easily control the true yuan power after leaving the body. And consulted the martial arts knowledge about the ground-level martial artists, and also knew the secret about the aura of heaven and earth, which will be a big killer for him, and he will not use it until the last resort, if people know that the aura of heaven and earth can be used when the ground-level is low-level, then this matter of breaking the rules of martial arts will immediately put Ma Qingfeng on the cusp, and all his secrets will be exposed, which will bring great danger.
"Who is so bold?" Ma Qingfeng asked coldly. Everyone seemed to smell a hint of blood.
"It's Xuanwumen, they fell in love with Sihailou and wanted to buy Sihailou for 10,000 taels of silver. My Sihailou is located in the prosperous area of Haoyue City, and it is worth at least 100,000 taels of silver, which is not counting the income of Sihailou. A branch deacon said angrily.
"They came a few times before, and they made insulting remarks and injured two of our disciples. Give us three days to think about it, or you'll knock us out of Bright Moon City. I really don't take my Sword Sect seriously. Another deacon said indignantly.
"Then you will kill them, isn't it over?" Ma Qingfeng knew that this Xuanwu Sect was the first in the second-rate sect, and every time there was a martial arts competition every five years, the Xuanwu Sect would challenge the Sword Sect and want to defeat the Sword Sect, so that the Xuanwu Sect would leap from a second-rate sect to a first-class sect. Therefore, Ma Qingfeng did not have a good impression of this Xuanwu Gate at all.
This time, it was surprising that none of the deacons spoke, and they all looked at the mirror.
Yu Taijing smiled awkwardly, "I made a move at the time, but I was defeated by others in one move." I passed the news to the main hall about this matter, but there is no news so far. After the Great Elder arrived, he hurried to the barracks to protect the princess, and I didn't have time to say anything about it. Alas, it was my incompetence that made the Xuanwu Gate step on his head. Today, the deadline they gave is reached. Calculate the time, it should be almost up."
Before the words fell, "Hall Master, Hall Master, the people from Xuanwu Sect are here again." A disciple ran in and said.
"It's just in time, I'll go find them. Ma Qingfeng waved his sleeves and strode out. The crowd followed closely. Nan Tianba secretly rejoiced in his heart: The show has begun, Ma Qingfeng, Ma Qingfeng, I think you are just vain, just wait for the embarrassment.
On the practice ground outside the door, the disciples of the Sword Sect were confronting a group of people in yellow clothes, and there were not a few people from the Xuanwu Sect, about a hundred people.
As soon as everyone left the house, they were discovered by the people of Xuanwu Gate, and an old man shouted from afar: "Xiangtai Mirror, the time of three days has come, you hand over the deed and title deed of Sihailou." ”
Ma Qingfeng and the others came to the front, and just as the Taijing was about to step forward, Ma Qingfeng waved his hand to stop him and asked, "Who injured my disciple of the Sword Sect?"
A deacon of the Sword Sect immediately pointed to a person opposite with a turtle pattern embroidered on his cuffs and said, "Pavilion Master, it's him." ”
"The Turtle Sect dares to be so presumptuous", his body moved, and he instantly grabbed the man's neck and returned to the same place.
At such a fast speed, the old man who spoke in the Xuanwu Sect raised his eyebrows, when did the Sword Sect come to help, looking at the breath is a ground-level third-grade martial artist, but what about the third-grade, the old man is a ground-level fifth-grade martial artist.
"Slow, don't hurt ......," the old man hurriedly spoke.
"Click", Ma Qingfeng used his strength to break this disciple's neck, and the dead body was thrown at the old man in yellow.
"You...... What a ruthless means. After receiving the corpse of the disciple who did not have any breath, the old man's angry body trembled slightly.
"Those who violate the dignity of my Sword Sect will pay the price of blood. ”
"Okay, junior, the old man is an elder of the Xuanwu Sect, named ......" As he spoke, he raised his sleeves, which were embroidered with two turtle patterns.
"Whoever you are, don't leave when you come. Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ma Qingfeng picked up the Wuding Kaishan Palm, pushed forward with one palm, and a palm print the size of a grinding disc instantly arrived in front of the old man. The strong True Yuan blew the old man's beard up.
"What kind of kung fu is this? This kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, which is the power of the three grades of the prefecture, and it is obviously the strength of the six grades?" The old man had a feeling of being pitted.