The northern border of the Great Zhou, the Snow Mountain Sword School.

Shangguan Hong, as the king of Zhenbei, did not hold the position of the sect master of the 'Snow Mountain Sword Sect'.

It's just that now that Xuantianmen is menacing, the current sect leader Long has to invite Shangguan Hong to discuss the plan.

"Family Master, now the many small sects in the north have been razed to the ground by the Xuantian Gate!"

Zhang Long's face was worried: "According to their advance speed, they can reach the Snow Mountain tomorrow at the latest!"

"We ... And how do we deal with it?".

"Close the mountain gate from now on and strengthen the defenses!".

Shangguan Hong's face was gloomy, and he glared at Zhang Long: "Do you still need this king to hand over this matter to you!"

"Master, I have already made arrangements for these things!".

Zhang Long hurriedly arched his hand: "However, according to rumors, the disciples of Xuantianmen are not what they used to be!"

"It doesn't take a stick of incense to destroy a sect!"

After that, he looked at Shangguan Hong's gloomy face: "Besides, Xuantian Sect Master Ling Feng hasn't even made a move until now!"

"You see, is it the ancestor... ！”。

"Absolutely not!".

Shangguan Hong waved his hand: "Father is now at a critical moment of retreat, and outsiders must not disturb him!"

After speaking, Shangguan Hong stood up and took a few steps back and forth, and then said: "In this way, you will send the excellent seedlings out quickly, and we must prepare for the worst." ”。

Zhang Long's heart was cold, but he had to arch his hand: "That... I'll do what the head of the house wants!"

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Let's say that Ling Feng took the Xuantian Sect disciples and pushed all the way, but so far, he has not been effectively attacked.

Some small sects even opened the mountain gate to beg when the disciples of Xuantianmen were approaching.

In this regard, Ling Feng did not agree, he was really not at ease to keep such a person.

"Sect Master, there is only the Snow Mountain Sword Sect left!".

Linghu Tiantian, who was full of strength and blood, stepped forward and arched his hand: "Does the sect master need to continue to hurry next?"

Ling Feng nodded and smiled: "The soldier is fast!"

Ling Hutian received the order and led the disciples to move forward quickly.

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At dawn the next day, the Xuantianmen group arrived at the Snow Mountain Sword Sect.

Everyone rested for a stick of incense, Ling Feng took the lead, and after three punches, the bronze gate of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect about three inches thick fell in response.

"Ahh

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect reacted and shouted loudly, but at this point, it was destined that the effect of his shouting would not be great.

Ling Hutian took all the disciples, all the way, all the way bloody, and in less than a stick of incense, the Snow Mountain Sword Sect had already lost its combat effectiveness.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect us to be so strong now!".

"It's not that we're strong, it's the elites of the three major sects, and they were killed by the sect master during the sect trial!"

Ling Hu Tian's face was calm, and he looked at the smug disciples around him: "If the elite of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect is still there, it will definitely not be so simple!"

"Remember that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"

"Never be complacent!".

After that, Ling Hu Tian looked at Ling Feng with admiration on his face: "If you have one ten-thousandth of the sect master's one day, you can your little tail!"

"Hurry up and search, you have to rush to the Western Desert when you are done."

The disciples didn't dare to delay the business, but the time of a stick of incense passed, but they didn't find the slightest thing.

"Sect Master, Shangguan Hong and the others have already fled!"

Ling Feng shook his head, closed his eyes, and released his spiritual power.

After a while, he led all the disciples to a rockery in the apse, and with a simple straight punch, the rockery shattered, revealing a large dark hole under it.

Ling Hutian took the lead, and in the blink of an eye, everyone stopped in front of a secret room.

"We meet again!".

Ling Feng looked at Shangguan Hong, who was pale: "Presumably Shangguan Jing is here!"

"Ling Feng, don't be complacent, even if I wait for death today, you won't end well!"

Shangguan Hong's face turned red, as the king of Zhenbei, when had he ever been ridiculed like this.

"I won't worry about what will happen to the prince in the future!".

After speaking, Ling Feng waved his hand, and all the disciples came up, and after a while, no one from the Snow Mountain Sword Sect survived.

"Stand down!".

Ling Feng ordered, and then with a simple punch, the stone gate about three inches thick instantly turned into powder, but there was no figure of Shangguan Jing inside at all.

"Sect Master, here's a secret letter!".

Ling Feng took it, opened it and looked at it, his eyes shrinking.

"It turns out that Shangguan Jing's roots are also in the Tianxin Dynasty. ”。

Ling Feng closed his eyes and thought about it for a long time, after a while.

"The plan remains the same, the next stop, the West Desert!".

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Great Zhou West Desert, King Kong Temple.

Ling Feng quietly looked at the King Kong Temple on the 'Fu Demon' Mountain, under the morning light, the King Kong Temple was like a god, exuding a faint golden light.

"I don't know that the donor is coming, the old man is rude!".

"Master Xuanxin doesn't need to be polite!".

Ling Feng and Xuan Xin, the abbot of King Kong Temple, greeted each other and walked to the backyard of King Kong Temple.

"Donor, what do you think of Kongo Temple?"

"Very good!".

Ling Feng's face was calm: "Entering your temple, this sect seems to feel that the whole soul has stabilized!"

"Then the donor is really destined for the Buddha!".

Ling Feng smiled and said secretly: "Xuan Xin really doesn't forget to enlighten the world at any time. ”。

"Master Xuanxin, we are not from the same world!".

"Amitabha!".

Xuan Xin clasped his hands together and shook his head: "Master Ling is too persistent!"

"The old man said that if you are obsessed too much, it is very easy to fall into demons. ”。

Ling Feng nodded: "Demons, it's caused by obsession, at least they know what they need?"

"Demons, it's just a group of people who hit the south wall and don't know how to turn back. ”。

"Master Xuanxin, don't you think this is bad?"

Ling Feng sneered and said indifferently, "I think that demons are sometimes far superior to people. ”。

Since he was a child, Ling Feng was lifted to the clouds, and later he was ridiculed and went to hell because he couldn't cultivate.

When he faked his death, the guards were loyal and brave, and the guards of the Nanwang Mansion in Nanhuang Town sacrificed their lives to protect the prince.

Some people in Yuntai Town make a living by begging, and Zhou Tian will do whatever it takes to get his goals.

The first emperor hibernated for decades, until the killing in the north a few days ago.

All of this, Ling Feng felt that his heart had gone through vicissitudes.

"Some people are alive and dead, and some people are alive when they die!".

"Amitabha!".

Xuanxin put his hands together again: "The donor's obsession is really too heavy, the Buddha has clouds, let go of everything, you can be at ease!"

"Haha, feel free!".

Ling Feng raised his head and laughed: "Master Xuanxin, have you ever been at ease?"

"In life, there will always be some unforgettable people and things!".

"Buddha, but it makes people let go of everything, this sect is brave!"

"Buddha, where is the intention?".