Chapter 689: Gathering of Storms (1)
Bidding farewell to Yu Qinghong, who was reluctant to fall in love, Wei Changfeng left Bixiu Peak and returned to Qingming Peak.
Before he arrived at the Zangfeng Courtyard, he saw a lot of people gathered on the path in front of the courtyard, all of whom were disciples of the same sect pointing and discussing, and there was a cloud chariot parked on the side of the road.
The cloud chariot chariot is a rare means of transportation in the Yunhai Mountain Gate, similar to a long sedan chair, usually carried by four or six warriors, for the elders or elders in the sect to ride, is a symbol of identity and status.
Of course, there are also prominent people in the gate valve family, who visit relatives and friends in Wufeng, and will also take a cloud car to walk.
But no matter who it is, in the sect, if you don't have enough background strength, you are absolutely not qualified to ride in a cloud chariot, even if you have money!
What kind of big man came to the Zangfeng Courtyard?
Wei Changfeng was very surprised, his master Xie Fang had a very poor network in the sect, and there were very few peers in the sect who usually came and went.
"Hehe, now everyone has come to the door to slap their faces, it's really feng shui in turn!"
"If Elder Xie hadn't gone into retreat"
"What if you don't have retreat?
"They're really going to be unlucky this time"
The whispers of those disciples gathered in front of the gate of the other courtyard quickly penetrated Wei Changfeng's ears, making his heart sink suddenly, and he had a faint feeling of something wrong.
Thinking of the faint reminder of Dongfang Caibai, Wei Changfeng couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Passing through the crowd, he saw at a glance the entrance of the annex. On the left and right stood two fierce samurai.
Wei Changfeng keenly noticed. The difference between these two samurai and the unkai samurai.
As a major sect. There are a large number of elite warriors in the Yunhai Gate, and they are usually disciples of the sect, who are distinguished in terms of clothing and clothing, and are responsible for the daily tasks of the sect such as patrolling, guarding, and guarding.
The two warriors guarding the gate of the other courtyard wore silver light helmets, copper-patterned armor, cloud-climbing combat boots, and five-foot long swords at their waists, and their expressions were arrogant and domineering, which was very different from the Yunhai warriors.
Wei Changfeng couldn't help frowning, but his footsteps didn't stop. Continue towards the gate.
"Stop!"
Seeing this, a bronze-armored warrior immediately shouted in a deep voice, stretched out his arm to stop Wei Changfeng, and his eyes were full of anger.
"The proprietor has something to do, we will not accept foreign guests, please go back!"
Wei Changfeng suddenly smiled: "Proprietor, when did the Zangfeng Courtyard change hands? Why don't I know?"
Zangfeng Courtyard must not have changed hands, unless Xie Fang fell and died, otherwise the sect categorically has no reason to take back his Courtyard, and there is really such a thing Dongfang Caibai will tell him.
The other party was obviously not from Yunhai Mountain's own sect, and he was so domineering and arrogant, which made Wei Changfeng angry.
"Huh. Who is this?"
"Wei Changfeng, it's Wei Changfeng who is back!"
"Wei Changfeng, it's the disciple of Xie Fang who went to the Nine Secluded Land to train. Didn't you say he's dead?"
"People are still alive and well, there is a good show to watch now!"
Wei Changfeng ignored the discussions of his fellow disciples behind him, and shouted to the warriors who were blocking the way: "Get out of the way!"
The muscles on the bronze-armored warrior's face twitched, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but he remained motionless.
It's exactly what you look like!
Look for death!
Wei Changfeng's eyes froze, and he suddenly made a move, waving a palm and pressing it on the opponent's chest like lightning.
The bronze-armored warrior guarding the door is not a weak person, but a master with a peak cultivation of condensation, and his cultivation is not piled up by taking pills, he has rich experience in a hundred battles, and his momentum is enough to crush the surrounding disciples of the Blue Immortal Peak, so that the latter does not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool easily.
Because of his self-confidence, he didn't take the ordinary-looking Wei Changfeng in his eyes, and regarded the latter as a hairy boy who didn't know what to do, not only with a contemptuous look, but also with a polite speech.
So he never dreamed that Wei Changfeng would suddenly make a move.
Wei Changfeng's attack did not have the slightest warning, the speed of the attack was simply incredible, the bronze armor warrior didn't even know what was going on, he felt like his chest was hit by a 10,000-pound hammer, and the whole person involuntarily flew backwards.
Boom!
He slammed into the gate behind him, and as a result, he directly knocked open the door that was not locked, and then fell to the ground on all fours, embarrassed to the extreme!
In front of the door of Zangfeng's courtyard, there was a sudden silence.
All the Qing Ying disciples who were watching the excitement were dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
How arrogant and domineering these two bronze armor warriors were, they were all obvious to all before, but the other party had a background and strength, even if they were not convinced, they dared not speak out, and they did not dare to approach the door.
Who would have thought that Wei Changfeng would make a move as soon as he came, and directly swatted the other party out like a fly.
This strength, this courage, how can they not be shocked!
"Bold!"
The other bronze-armored warrior reacted the fastest, and after being stunned, he immediately roared loudly: "You dare to do it, do you know who we are?
He roared as he reached out and grabbed his claws at Wei Changfeng's throat!
The cultivation of this bronze-armored warrior is also the peak of qi condensation, and when he is angry, he goes all out, and his five fingers are clenched into tiger claws to gather energy, and in an instant, the air bursts with a terrifying hissing sound.
Wei Changfeng didn't dodge or dodge, the right palm he had just slapped suddenly retracted, and then grabbed it horizontally, grabbing the wrist of the bronze armored warrior with great accuracy, and his thumb and index finger locked the opponent's pulse at the same time!
The bronze-armored warrior suddenly felt that the power he had just gathered was gone, and his entire arm was sore.
After killing the arm of the bronze-armored warrior, Wei Changfeng suddenly stepped back, pulled the other party to the right rear side of his body, and immediately threw out the big man who weighed more than two hundred pounds.
The bronze-armored warrior involuntarily soared through the clouds and flew out of the head of the onlookers of the Qing Ying disciple, he instinctively wanted to regain control of himself, but a blazing flame force ran down his arm, sealing his martial veins.
Unable to stimulate his true qi, he could only watch as he fell next to the thorny mountain path and fell into a whammy, and he couldn't help but be horrified!
At the same time, the bronze-armored warrior who was slapped down in the courtyard by Wei Changfeng struggled to stand up, he looked down at his chest, and was stunned for a moment.
I saw that on the bronze mirror on the left chest and heart, there was an incomparably clear palm print, and the edges were full of cracks!
(To be continued......)