Overnight.

The entire Blue Sky City seems to have changed.

Lu Donghuang, who had not been favored for more than ten years, suddenly came to life.

With an extremely strong attitude, he expelled all the martial artists of the Saint King realm within the entire territory of Qingtian City. Facing the warriors of the three sects and six mansions who came from all directions, they even threw out a rolling word.

All the martial artists in Qingtian City had never seen such a domineering Lu Donghuang.

On the upper floor of the Hundred Battles City, Pei Xiufu looked at the middle-aged man in a green shirt in the void, and was suddenly stunned.

Lu Donghuang's personality has been relatively taciturn since he was a child.

And such a domineering and arrogant ...... It's Lin Taiqing back then!

On the covered bridge, Lin Huang sighed with emotion, I don't know when he will be able to return to the Martial Saint and step into the realm of the Saint King with such an invincible posture?

Then, Lin Huang shook his head and looked for the Chunfeng Tower in the north of the city.

......

North of the city of a hundred battles.

Relatively speaking, it is the most remote and desolate part of the city. When they helped Tang Xiaoqi avenge before, the two of them also came, but they didn't dig too deep.

Most of the warriors in the city live in the west and south of the city, where the aura is relatively abundant. The eastern part of the city is a commercially rich area, and there are many warriors coming and going.

Only in the north of the city.

Most of the people who live there are ordinary people.

Lin Huang wandered through the somewhat dirty streets and alleys, his eyes kept sweeping to the houses on both sides of the street, but he never found a place called Chunfeng Tower.

After asking a circle of people, no one has heard of the existence of a Chunfeng Building.

Lin Huang was like this, wandering around the north of the city for most of the night, but he didn't find Chunfeng Tower. In desperation, I could only return to the sycamore courtyard.

Early in the morning of the second day, Lin Huang went to the north of the city again.

It was still a labyrinth-like dense street, and it took a long time to no avail. Lin Huang felt very helpless, when he couldn't even find a place.

It was mid-day in Moyo.

Lin Huang squatted on the corner of the street, frowning, at a loss, this Li Jiangye can really hide.

"What do you want, give me back the sword!"

At this moment, on the other side of the street, the young man's angry voice sounded, and there was a mixed noise, causing Lin Huang to frown slightly.

At the end of the street, there was a dead end, and there were five or six young men, all of whom were no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

At this time, five teenagers surrounded a short, black and thin teenager in an arc, with a smile on his face and a little arrogant and fierce.

Among the five teenagers, the teenager standing in the middle was a little fat and tall, white and clean, but he was wearing a red robe, which looked a little angry.

In his hand, he held a bronze long sword, which looked a bit of a, and it was not a good thing.

"Yo, it's not a wooden sword this time. It's still a bronze sword, how can it be ...... It's rich, it's amazing!"

The white fat and tall young man carried the bronze sword he snatched, with a disdainful smile on his face, "But look at your frustration, no one is as tall as this sword, so you want to hang a long sword at your waist, go out to walk the rivers and lakes, and do chivalrous deeds?"

"What's your business!"

The black thin boy looked extremely weak at the moment, but he gritted his teeth and stared at the enemies around him, and his thin body kept pounced on the young man who was the leader, wanting to take back the bronze sword.

However, because his body was too thin, he was blocked back every time, and twice because of his strength, he was pushed and fell to the ground.

However, the thin black boy is also stubborn, standing up again and again, wanting to regain his beloved sword.

"Tsk...... Just like you, even we can't beat it! Do you still want to walk the rivers and lakes and become a legendary sword fairy? And you are not afraid to laugh off my big teeth. Little wild dog, where is this sword...... It's your gift to Ben Hero. The next time you see me, you can walk around the bend, otherwise I will beat you once I see you. It's true, it's obviously a little wild dog, why is it just a stubborn bone, isn't it good to follow this hero, you have to let me cut you!"

The white and fat boy took off his shoes, stepped on the soles of his feet, slapped the latter on the head with his shoes, and cursed: "Little wild dog...... Baby Wild Dog ...... Disobedient little wild dog ......"

Several other teenagers around him crossed their waists and laughed.

"I'm not a little wild dog!"

The thin black boy who was trampled on the ground suddenly became angry, struggled to get up from the ground, clenched his fists, and stared viciously at the few people in front of him.

The white fat boy's face was squeezed with ridicule, and finally he suddenly laughed, "Your mother has run away with others, and your father can't even walk, just a living waste." What are you talking about?

The black thin boy listened to the extremely harsh sound, suddenly his eyes turned red, stared at the few people in front of him viciously, and hit him with his fists.

How could the young man be thin and small, and in the face of the siege of many people, before he could hit him twice, he was knocked to the ground hard, his body was restrained, and his head was trampled on the soles of his feet.

The thin black boy kept struggling, his eyes were clear, and the sound in his throat was like that of a tiger in a cage, and his throat was full of anger.

Lin Huang squatted down, looked at those eyes, and was suddenly stunned.

Those eyes were like a vicious wolf.

And that black-handed boy, just like himself back then, was trampled on the soles of his feet by Liu Cangsheng......

Lin Huang looked at the thin black boy with a distorted and resentful face, showed a gentle smile slightly, and then waved his sleeves.

With the wave of the long sleeves, several people who stepped on the black thin boy suddenly flew up and fell heavily to the ground.

The black-handed boy suddenly got up, snatched the bronze sword, and roared with red eyes: "I'm not a little wild dog! I'm not a !!."

The teenagers got up from the ground, turned their heads to look at the forest barren at the corner of the street, and then looked at the black thin young man who seemed to be on the verge of madness, dancing with a bronze sword, and seemed to be a little frightened, and immediately left here.

The long sword in the black hand boy was still wielding, and he didn't calm down until everyone was gone. Tsai carefully took off his coat and wrapped his beloved baby bronze sword.

Then, the black-handed boy slowly walked out of the street, and when he passed by Lin Huang's side, his black and thin face couldn't help but turn around and look at Lin Huang.

He was like a frightened bird, not daring to approach the forest wilderness, but he wanted to ask in his heart, "Are you a hero, the kind of mysterious law is very powerful." What is the name of the move that just waved his sleeves. Look at me, can I learn a trick and a half from you!"

Lin Huang looked at the black and thin young man, with a gentle smile on his face, but he was frightened and the young man's body shrank back violently, like a frightened bird, holding his precious bronze sword, and quickly leaving this place.

Lin Huang frowned slightly, looked at the black and thin figure of the young man, sighed slightly, and then followed with interest......