Zhang Ning often carries a lancet, because Zhang Ning is good at knife skills. But today, Zhang Ning did not bring a knife, his hands were placed vertically at his sides, and his posture seemed to be strolling leisurely.

It was dark, windy and rainy. The wind couldn't blow Zhang Ning's clothes, but the rain couldn't wet Zhang Ning's black hair, and the green robe and scarf didn't move.

Because Zhang Ning was shrouded in protective true qi, isolating the wind from the heavy rain, he was so calm. Compared to Zhang Ning, Zhang Fei is much more embarrassed, because the release of true qi can only be done by the Heavenly Realm.

The wind and rain soaked his clothes, and it also brought cold. Fortunately, Zhang Fei is also in the realm, he is really majestic, and he is not afraid of cold and heat.

"Who are you?" Zhang Ning and Zhang Fei walked on the street in a grand manner, of course, they met with the patrol disciples of the Badaomen, and a group of Badaomen disciples appeared in front of Zhang Ning and the others, and one of the leaders asked.

"Shut up, don't you recognize me?" Zhang Fei asked in a shout.

"It turned out to be Zhang Zhutou. The disciples of the Sect of the Sword Sect recognized Zhang Fei, so they didn't dare to stop the two and let them go immediately. Zhang Ning and Zhang Fei were able to walk along the street to the outside of the main altar of Badaomen.

"Zhang Zhutou!" The guard disciples outside the main altar of the Badao Sect had a lot of eyes, and immediately recognized Zhang Fei, and couldn't help but clench their fists and say respectfully.

"Where is the banquet held?" Zhang Fei asked.

"Inside the lobby. The disciple replied.

"Senpai, please. Zhang Fei stretched out his hand and said. "Wait, do you have an invitation?" the disciple hurriedly stopped.

"Smack!", Zhang Fei gave this disciple a slap with his backhand, and said arrogantly: "Do I still need an invitation?"

Because Zhang Fei is a member of the imperial court and has a special identity, although this Badaomen disciple is angry, he does not dare to speak. didn't dare to stop it, so he hurriedly rushed into the main altar first, and went to report to Qian Xue.

Zhang Fei took Zhang Ning to the lobby in the rear.

"Sect Master!" the Naha Sword Sect disciple was the first to rush into the lobby and said loudly at Qian Xuechong.

"What's so flustered?" Qian Xuechong's face sank, and the eldest disciple Liu Wuqian took the first step to scold.

"The head catcher Zhang Fei forced himself into the main altar. The disciple of the Sword Sect gasped and said. As soon as the words fell, Zhang Ning and Zhang Fei had already stepped into the lobby.

"It's him!" Zhan Tianya looked surprised and subconsciously drank out. Ren Feixue glanced sideways, then turned to look at Zhang Ning, revealing a thoughtful expression.

There are not many people in this world who can make a strong person like Zhan Tianya show surprise.

"Senior!" Wang Tiejian exhaled when he saw Zhang Ning appear, revealing a bright smile.

The rest of the guests, either angry or playful, obviously knew that today's banquet might not be able to be eaten.

"Zhang Fei, I usually respect you as a member of the court, so I will give you a few courtesies. But you are too bold, today is my Badaomen event, and you actually broke into the main altar. Liu Wuqian scolded.

"You respect me, I haven't respected you. This Badaomen General Altar is not Longtan Tiger's Den, why can't I break in?" Zhang Fei showed a look of sarcasm, but he did not fall behind.

Zhang Fei has been a yamen head catcher for many years, and he has been in contact with people of three religions and nine ranks, and his ability to speak is not bad, and he has a deep blood feud with the Badaomen, of course, he leaves no room for it.

"You. Liu Wuqian was furious, he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to do it. "Wuqian, stop!" Qian Xuechong stopped Liu Wuqian, and then his eyes flashed with essence, he looked Zhang Ning up and down, and asked, "Where is my friend from, he looks very raw." Come to me to dominate the knife gate, what do you have to say?"

Not only Liu Wuqian, but many masters noticed Zhang Ning's abnormality. This person looks really ordinary, but he is very special.

Like the heavenly realm, like the earthly realm, flickering and ethereal, but extremely strong.

"More than eighty years ago, was the Li family in Jingyang Mountain destroyed by you?" Zhang Ning asked.

Qian Xuechong's expression did not move, but the Heavenly Realm masters of the previous generation of the Badaomen who were present had a great change in complexion.

"What Jingyang Mountain Li family, the old man has never heard of. Qian Xuechong flatly denied it.

"Tianshou Stone, is it in your hands?" Zhang Ning asked again.

Qian Xuechong's face became ugly, and the faces of the guests present also changed greatly.

It's no wonder that the Badaomen has been unparalleled over the years, and it turned out to be with the help of Tianshou Stone.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Qian Xuechong denied it again. Then he said with a dark face: "Friend, I respect you as a master of the Heavenly Realm. But you hide your head and don't even want to reveal your name, and you are aggressive, which is too much. ”

"I have no name and no surname, and you call me nameless. Zhang Ning said, and then said: "The Li family in Jingyang Mountain has some relationship with my family, but I will not avenge the Li family." I only need the Tianshou Stone, because it is what the Li family promised to give to my family, as long as you hand over the Tianshou Stone, we will be fine. If not, you don't have to live a ninety life. I'll send you down to see the city god. ”

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Qian Xuechong could speak, his three major disciples, Liu Wuqian, Wu Wume, and Ning Wujiang, scolded and stood up.

"You little white face, that time on Wuwang Island, I gave you three points of face, but I didn't expect to be looked down upon by you, today I will let your blood splash on the spot. ”

Wu Wuwu scolded loudly, and pulled out the long knife from the scabbard of the disciple of the Badao Sect who came in to report, and his true anger was thin, and with one step, the floor in the hall instantly cracked and sank. He took advantage of the situation to rush towards Zhang Ning, and swept with a knife, the knife was like a crescent moon, sharp and cold.

The sword technique of the Badaomen is notoriously domineering and fierce, there are not many moves, but it is powerful and heavy, and the true qi cultivated by the internal strength of the Badaomen is particularly strong, so it is difficult to deal with.

"My clear boxing technique is a fierce route. I cultivate both inside and outside, and I am really strong. At close range, there are only a handful of people in the territory of Qi who can stop me. Zhang Ning turned around and said to Zhang Fei, and then punched out.

Straight punch, straight attack knife.

True Qi blooms, protect your fists. The punch was fine, and after a breath, the sound of a thunderstorm rang out. It was as if it was thunder on the ground.

"Boom!"

The fist collided with the sword, and the sword scattered, and then the iron knife turned into iron shards, and then scattered. All that Wu Wuwu held in his hand was the handle of the knife and the remaining blade.

The fist castration was still the same, and a punch hit Wu Wuwu's chest.

"Boom!" With a bang, Wu Wuwu's whole person slashed backwards, hitting the wall, castrating endlessly, passing through the wall, I don't know where it fell, and the whole room shook and collapsed.

The lobby of the main altar of the Badaomen, which has been inherited for many years, turned into ruins under Zhang Ning's punch.

The banquet, of course, was gone, and the guests rushed out of the ruins and fell to the ground. And Qian Xuechong's face was as black as ink.