Returned to Yinlong Mountain......

Qin Feng was tied to a large and thick wooden stake by Yuwen Huaijun.

"Let go of me, or you'll regret it sooner or later!" Qin Feng frowned, looking at Yuwen Huaijun with a sharp look in his eyes.

Yuwen walked around Qin Feng and looked him up and down, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yuwen leaned into Qin Feng's ear and said softly: "Now that you are in my hands, I want your life as easy as pinching an ant to death, be honest with me."

"Click", "click", "click", ......

At this moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps approaching this side.

"Who?" Yuwen turned around and flew forward quickly, then took out the dart hidden in his belt and was ready to attack the other party at any time.

"Brother Xian, it's me!" Lei Fudong swaggered over and looked at him helplessly.

"Big brother, what's the matter with you?" Yuwen asked in surprise.

"Brother Xian, it's all the eldest brother's fault, all the beauties you caught this time were rescued, and the treasures in the secret room were lost, how good is this."

Lei Fudong spread his hands and immediately sat down on the ground.

"Haha, big brother, don't worry, look at this person next to you!" Yuwen brought Lei Fudong to Qin Feng's side.

Lei Fudong's eyes lit up suddenly......

"Oh, Brother Xian has good skills, this is the thief, rob me of my beauty, take my treasure, see how I teach him today!" Lei Fudong was overjoyed when he saw that Qin Feng had been arrested here.

"Smack" "Smack"...

Immediately, two heavy punches hit Qin Feng in the face.

Qin Feng spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth with a "poof".

"Big brother, don't beat people to death, the Golden Armor Holy Clothes and the Golden Saint Xuaniron Stone are still in the hands of this thief!"

Yuwen whispered quietly in Lei Fudong's ear.

"Hurry up and hand over those two treasures, or I can spare your life, otherwise you should know my eldest brother's temper!" Yuwen swung a fierce punch at Qin Feng's cheek again.

Qin Feng's cheeks instantly flushed, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Qin Feng still looked forward with sharp eyes, and did not show a trace of fear in the face of Yuwen and Lei Fudong's torture.

"Do you it or not, believe it or not, I really want your life"?

Lei Fudong picked up Qin Feng's Immortal Cloud Sword and rubbed it back and forth on the side of his neck.

"Bah, even if you kill me today, I won't give in to this group of bandits!" Qin Feng spat and stared at Lei Fudong with a hideous face.

"Brother Xian, we have encountered a hard scumbag today, it is better to cut him now, you have no objection!" Lei Fudong shouted loudly.

"Okay, since the eldest brother wants to kill him, let's kill it, kill him, and we will get these two treasures sooner or later."

Yuwen pointed his hands at Qin Feng, then turned around and left.

............

"Newspaper", "Newspaper", "Newspaper"...

The bandit at the bottom of the mountain ran up the mountain panting, his whole body was in a mess, and the herald flag in his hand had been lost in a panic.

"What's the big deal, don't be in a hurry, come to me slowly?" Lei Fudong asked slowly, holding on tightly to the minion's clothes.

"Big... King, there is a white-faced scholar at the bottom of the mountain who knocks on the door... The door is here, the scholar martial arts... The bandit had purple lips for a while, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"Speak well, what's going on?" Lei Fudong shook his minion's clothes angrily, only to see that the minion had fainted in fright at the moment.

............

"You don't have to ask, I'm already here, if you want to know anything, you can just ask me"

At this time, a scholar dressed in white flew to the top of the mountain, and stood in front of Lei Fudong in an instant with a flexible turn-over jump.

The scholar's name is Tang Zhengqing, usually with a polite appearance, white skin, big eyes, a firm nose bridge, wearing a white gossip Xuanlong suit, holding a thunder wind fan, stepping on thousands of miles of cloud boots, and having the merit of traveling thousands of miles a day. The whole person's temperament is generous and very magnificent.

"Who are you, what are you doing in my Yinlong Mountain?" Lei Fudong looked at Tang Zhengqing in front of him and did not dare to act rashly.

"I heard that the traitor Yuwen Huaijun has become a bandit in this mountain, and I came to clean up the portal today on the orders of my master!" Tang Zhengqing's eyes lit up, and he opened the Thunder Wind Fan in his hand, and a faint glimmer flashed from the fan.

The Thunder Wind Lin Fan and the Immortal Cloud Sword have one thing in common, the two ancient weapons must rely on the spiritual power obtained by Taoist cultivation to make the weapons more powerful, and Tang Zhengqing's master Xin Yunsanren is a famous expert in the study of ancient weapons.

"Who should I be, it turns out that my senior brother has come here as a guest!" At this time, Yuwen Huaijun, who had always been cold and arrogant, walked forward.

"Traitor, what kind of face do you have to call me this senior brother, stealing the bundle of immortal aya and killing Senior Brother Jiang and the doorman are all good things you did!" Tang Zhengqing's heart was full of anger, he didn't quite understand why Yuwen Huaijun did this, but now he just wanted to ask for an understanding.

"It seems that Senior Brother is not good at coming today!" Yuwen Huaijun pulled out the Ling Xing Sword and said: "Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for many years, do you want to compete when you first meet?"

Tang Zhengqing smiled dumbly: "Just rely on your two times, you dare to argue with me, Yuwen Huaijun, you don't look in the mirror to see how many catties and taels you have."

"I know how many pounds and taels I have, and I don't need you to tell me"!

Yuwen Huaijun's face turned blue, and he suddenly lifted the Ling Xing Sword and stabbed at Tang Zhengqing.

There was a loud "bang"...

Ling Xingjian stabbed the Thunder Wind Lin Fan, and was immediately counterattacked by the spiritual power of the Thunder Wind Lin Fan, Yuwen Huaijun and Ling Xingjian instantly bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

Lei Fudong saw that Yuwen Huaijun was injured and fell to the ground, and the eight-edged golden gourd hammer in his hand smashed towards Tang Zhengqing fiercely.

At this time, the Thunder Wind Fan emitted a dazzling white light, Tang Zhengqing slammed it, and the Fan of the Thunder Wind Fan was like a sharp sword blade and pounced violently towards Lei Fudong.

Lei Fudong suddenly vomited blood from his mouth, and died without saying a word.

The king is dead, the king is dead......

At this time, Yinlong Mountain became chaotic due to the death of the Great King Lei Fudong, and the roars and screams of bandits spread throughout Yinlong Mountain. Yuwen Huaijun, who was being chased and killed by Tang Zhengqing, also took advantage of the chaos to escape from Yinlong Mountain.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why is you tied up here?" Tang Zhengqing looked at Qin Feng with wide eyes.

"This brother, don't ask so much, and let me down first, I've been hurt enough by the bandits."

Qin Feng's face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Tang Zhengqing raised his hands flatly, and recited the incantation in his mouth, and suddenly a faint light flashed on the bundle of immortals.

I only heard a "whoosh......

The bundle of immortal silk tied to Qin Feng's body flew into Tang Zhengqing's hands in an instant, and he also collapsed for a while because he had been tied to the stake for too long and collapsed.

Suddenly, the cave of Yinlong Mountain began to shake, and the stones in the cave gradually collapsed.

Tang Zhengqing picked up the injured Qin Feng on his back and flew out of the Yinlong Cave Mansion.

If you want to know the story of the next chapter, please pay attention to the twentieth chapter of the first volume of the legend of the fairy cloud sword, "The Life Story of Yuwen Huaijun"