It rained heavily for three days and three nights, and when the sun rose from the east on the fourth day, the streets and alleys of Luofengcheng gradually regained their former vitality. The shop took down the torn sign and replaced it with a brand new one. After cleaning their small mud yards, ordinary people also pushed open the wooden door in front of the courtyard.

Everything has been settled, Luofeng City is still Luofeng City, but the tower is no longer there, only the broken walls and broken tiles in the ruins prove that there was once a mysterious pagoda standing in the world.

Although the remnant soul of the Nine Phantom Sparrow broke through the seal, it failed to change the tragedy of fate.

The blood master has been 'painstaking' for more than ten generations, and finally succeeded in resurrecting their ancestors, but unfortunately, it was short-lived.

Luofeng Zhuqiang has experienced unprecedented thrilling, and has never felt that the shadow of death is so close to him, although he has survived natural and man-made disasters, he is also greatly injured.

The City Lord's Mansion, Leng Yue Pavilion, Taishan Guan, Golden Sword Sect, and the Four Seas Gang were more than half damaged, and as for some other relatively weak divisions, the casualties were even heavier, such as the Hongmen Gate, which was completely destroyed.

What is surprising is that the strength of the Loyalty League is the weakest, but the casualties are the lightest, Lin Da and Fat Er have survived, I have to say, Longyou Longmen, rats have rat paths, although the strength is not good, but the ability to save life is absolutely first-class.

The three days of heavy rain washed away the blood stains on the ground, but it could not wash away the gloom and heaviness in people's hearts.

After the end of the war, Bai Zhen, Leng Shan, Yang Mingtian, Wang Hong, and Zhou Tai got together and stayed in the room for a day and a night, not knowing what they talked about or reflected, but they only knew that the next day, these people walked into the closed place again, and began a retreat without a return date, and all matters were handed over to their children.

For those sects that were no longer able to stand on their own, Bai Zhen and the others instructed them before the retreat to let them voluntarily choose to join the City Lord's Mansion and several masters.

Mount Tai view, back mountain.

Wu Feng sat on the top of the convex cliff halfway up the mountainside, calm and relaxed, as if he was one with the flowers, the grass, the wind, and the clouds. He sat here after a hangover.

At noon, Wang Hong walked to the foot of the mountain with a food box and a jar of wine, and looked up, where the clouds and mist were floating, the young man still had his eyes closed.

"This madman, who hasn't eaten or drunk for three or four days, is he still a person?"

Wang Hong pursed his lips and walked up the mountain, however, as soon as one foot stepped on the steps, his thick eyebrows suddenly sank.

The paradise of birds and flowers whistling in the wind, flowers and trees swaying wildly, like people in deep fear.

Wang Hong retracted his feet on the steps, stared up, the young man's robe on the mountainside shook, three thousand black silks danced in the wind, and the powerful aura surged out of his body like a volcanic eruption, approaching the realm of a two-star soul master.

"Good guy, this is a two-star breakthrough?"

Wang Hong couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but the corners of his mouth followed by a touch of self-deprecation, for this perverted third brother, he was used to it, if he didn't break through for a year and a half or more like others, it would be unbelievable for him.

Wang Hong muttered to himself, a roar suddenly erupted from the strong aura, and then a stronger and more violent wave of qi rushed out.

"It's done!"

Wang Hong was overjoyed, he was happier than he had broken through, and hurriedly swept the wine jar under his arm, ready to go up the mountain to celebrate, however, one foot froze on the steps again, because after the stronger wave of qi, the young man on the convex cliff had no intention of stopping.

Whew~Whew~ The wind is raging.

Bang, bang, bang, the leaves and flowers swayed wildly.

An old tree as thick as the mouth of a well broke at the waist, and the broken wood rumbled and rolled down, knocking out countless gravel along the road and splashing everywhere.

The breath in this space is like a spring bamboo moistened by rain, rising steadily, and dozens of breaths of kung fu go straight to the threshold of the three-star soul master.

"Two levels in a row?!"

With one foot on the spot and one foot on the steps, Wang Hong could no longer suppress the surprise in his heart, and just stood stiffly.

Before the words fell, another more powerful wave of qi shook violently, Wu Feng on the convex cliff frowned, and the energy that was difficult to suppress directly broke through his throat after accumulating in his chest, turning into a roar and roaring to shake the sky. Three-star soul master!

What kind of talent can break through two levels in one breath? You know, some people can only stay where they are for the rest of their lives.

Surprise is surprise, but seeing is believing, feeling the breath of the three-star soul master unloaded from the mountainside, Wang Hong shook his head with low self-esteem, in this Luofeng City, he has not served anyone, even Bai Sanxiao, but, now, he is convinced, if he and Wu Feng's life experience are changed, how can the aura of the first person of the younger generation in Luofeng City fall on Bai Sanxiao's head?

"Perverts can't describe this guy anymore, you're a demon!"

The breath had not subsided, Wang Hong had to urge his soul power to resist one or two, staring closely upward, waiting for the young man there to open his eyes, and then there would be a non-drunk and non-returning.

Time passed little by little, Wang Hong waited a little impatiently, and shouted in the wind: "Haven't you shown enough?

Wu Feng not only did not put away his breath, but instead raised his head and roared again, all his dancing black hair stood up, and an unprecedentedly powerful wave of qi erupted.

Wang Hong's foot on the steps was retracted, but instead of taking the initiative to take it back, he was forcibly shaken back by the air wave.

The jar fell, and the shards fell to the ground. Wang Hong stabilized his body, but he couldn't stabilize his heart that was deeply shocked.

"Four, four-star soul master?!"

At this time, a group of strong people from Mount Tai came one after another, looked at Wang Hong, who was stunned like a puppet, and then looked at the halfway up the mountain, and the next second, their expressions became the same as Wang Hong.

A four-star soul master is not a strong person in Luofeng City, where this group of heroes gathers, but for a person who has come out of a barbaric town without any cultivation resources, the realm of a four-star soul master is enough to make those leaders who claim to be the pride of the sky embarrassed.

If he is given more time to grow, if he is given enough cultivation resources, what will his achievements be?

No one knows, because no one can give him an upper limit to see him, at least in this Luofeng City.

As time passed, the muscles on everyone's faces became more and more stiff, but fortunately, the breath in the back mountain did not continue to soar and gradually calmed down.

After a long time, the wind and waves were calm. The back mountain seems to have just experienced a violent storm, the flowers and plants in full bloom wilt and oblique, the old trees are also crooked, some only half of them are left, the foot of the mountain is full of rolling wood and gravel, and some gravel is bigger than the grinding plate.

The shaking robe was put back on his body, and the three thousand black silks gradually fell, Wu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the essence of light suddenly burst out, and the perseverance in it was still more confident.

The corners of his mouth raised a satisfied arc, Wu Feng clenched his fist with one hand, feeling the power of the four-star soul master, although the Nine Ghost Sparrow and the Blood Palm Ancestor disappeared forever, they left him an incomparably precious wealth.

It was completely possible to try to break through the five-star soul master, but Wu Feng didn't, and pressed his cultivation into a four-star realm, and in the year when he hammered his body in the abyssal land, he understood what it meant to accumulate thick and thin, and what it meant to shake the mountains without a solid foundation. The more you want to be strong, the more you must fight steadily, and if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, otherwise everything will be a castle in the air and a moon shadow in the water.

The fist was released, and it was touched backwards, and in the next second, the black blade was in his hand, and Wu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly rose to the ground.

"Devil May Cry Knife Technique!"

Rising into the air, Wu Feng shouted violently, pulled up the deafening black blade and drew a cold light, and the black and red devil light galloped out after him, no longer a yin wind, but changed into a half-body skeleton, the ghost head was clearly visible, extremely poignant, and let out a penetrating wail.

Boom!

The skeleton ghost's head slammed into a small hill, and the hill suddenly exploded, as if it had been shattered by more than a dozen tons of explosives.

Looking at the shocking Broken Mountain, everyone's eyes were full of horror, just now, Wu Feng's sword technique made them feel as if they were in hell, strong and cold and fierce.

"It's ...... Ground-level inferior soul skills?!"

"Well, it seems to be!"

"Oh my God! Is this true?"

Hearing a buzzing sound, Wu Feng realized that there were already people standing at the foot of the mountain, pinned the black blade to his back again, and jumped down after pouting helplessly.

"Second brother!" Wu Feng arched his hands and saluted everyone, and finally looked at Wang Hong with a smile.

"Eh, well!" Wang Hong's throat could finally shake, but he didn't know how to answer, "Not bad, not bad." ”

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to learn again?"

The half-cut skeleton ghost head was still showing its teeth and claws in his mind, Wang Hong was shocked violently, and then scolded, "Fight a fart, anyway, I won once, and you will always be my defeat." ”

"What about drinking?"

"Afraid of you, go!"

Wang Hong pulled Wu Feng up and walked towards the Guannei, looking at the two backs of one thin and one strong, everyone gradually woke up from the horror, and then left the foot of the mountain one after another, with a smile on everyone's face.

Drinking until late at night, Wu Feng looked at Wang Hong, who was lying unconscious on the table, and smiled drunkenly, and then staggered out of the room.

The revenge was avenged, the conspiracy of the blood master was destroyed, and he broke through to the realm of the four-star soul master, Wu Feng can be said to be drunk and drunk, and finally found his residence, but found that the door was shaking.

Shaking his head, Wu Feng squinted his eyes vigorously, and then pushed his hand towards the door erratically.

The door opened from the inside, and the two Qianqian girls were one on the left and one on the right, and when they saw Wu Feng, they half-squatted and saluted, and their white and tender little faces became more and more heart-pounding under the light of the red candles.

Wu Feng was stunned at the door, thinking that he had found the wrong place and turned around and left.

"The third prince stays, and the two of us are your personal maids. One of the older girls hurriedly stepped forward and said with a salute, beckoning the other girl to come forward while holding Wu Feng.

"En?!" Pulling his arm out of the girl's jade arm, Wu Feng shook his head, "I don't need a maid, you guys can go." ”

"The young master has given orders, if you fail to serve the third prince well, the two of us will be punished. ”

The girl lowered her head slightly, whispered softly, and her pitiful appearance was full of lethality, and she was definitely not an ordinary maidservant. But Wu Feng was not moved at all, staggered into the room, and then plugged the door from the inside.

Can't leave and didn't dare to come forward and knock on the door, the second girl stood in front of the door at a loss, at this time, a man who looked like a housekeeper came over, asked the second girl to step back and look at the door and window with the candle shadow shaking, and nodded secretly.

"The luck of the young master, the luck of Mount Tai!"