This mouthful of thick blood came too suddenly, there was no warning in advance, Lu Dacang and Fengzi were only four feet apart, and they spit out desperately, seeing that the beggar gang Plum Blossom was dignified and upright, and a Feng Hall master was about to come in an instant, and the blood was sprayed all over his head and face. The people in the plum blossom hall on the hall were about to rush to stop it, and they couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and they all spoke and shouted.

In fact, with Fengzidu's current martial arts knowledge and cultivation, it is very easy to avoid that thick blood close-up. But Fengzi saw Lu Dacang looking so lonely and desperate, he suddenly remembered the old things he had experienced in the past, frame by frame, but it flashed quickly in his mind, his heart was full of pain and sadness, and he sighed secretly, and then he was covered with thick blood.

Lu Dacang was stunned for a moment, he didn't think that his mouthful of thick blood could actually come to spit out Feng Zidu, looked at Feng Zidu for a moment, and asked angrily: "Why don't you dodge? But do you look down on Lao Tzu in your heart?" Feng Zidu stretched out his hand to stop the beggars of the Plum Blossom Hall from coming forward to torture Lu Dacang, gently wiped away the blood stains on his face, smiled miserably, and asked slowly: "Lord Lu Xiang, with my current martial arts, who is stronger and weaker between the two of us?" Lu Dacang was stunned when he heard this, and said gloomily for a long time: " Your kid's martial arts are very weird, and his internal strength is even more rare. At the moment I am no match for yours. ”

Feng Zidu laughed and said, "Lord Lu Xiang, although you are very scheming and ruthless, you are still a character. Lu Dacang knew that there was no one to be spared, so he gritted his teeth hard, raised his head and slowly glanced at the beggars and others in the hall, shook his head and said coldly: "My surname is Lieli, and I am the sixth generation head of the Kuocang faction. Thirteen years ago, a total of 98 people from the top and bottom of the Kucang faction, regardless of whether the children were weak or weak, were all slaughtered by the beggars overnight, and the blood stains on the Kucang Mountain are still there. Hehe, hehe, I have a deep enmity with your beggar gang, and we don't share the sky. As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a sudden burst of sadness and depression in his heart, and a mouthful of blood splashed out like a flower foam under the agitation.

Hearing this, all the people in the Plum Blossom Hall still knew about this old thing, and they exclaimed in a low voice, and the expression on their faces was extremely strange in an instant, regret, remorse, pain, guilt, mixed tastes, and all kinds of surging out. Feng Zidu couldn't help but "ah", jumped up from the chair, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Guyao, his eyes were only sad and sad. Cheng Guyao's face was also pale, and both of them suddenly remembered what the two elders Hu Jingzi and Tan Wuchang had said about this tragic incident in the deserted house on that rainy night. It seems that the sixth-generation head of the Kucang faction in front of him, Lu Lili, is indeed true.

Lu Lili's eyes were like bursting fire, staring at Feng Zidu viciously, and suddenly he sneered a few times, and shouted proudly: "Since Lao Tzu fell into the hands of you and these thieves today, I never thought that I would have any more lives left." Anyway, Lao Tzu has not lost this time, the surname is Feng, if you want to kill it, you have to listen to it. Haha, haha. His face was hideous, but he just laughed wildly. Tu Dan next to him said loudly: "The young master is right. After all, the sky has eyes, and the beggar gang will be wiped out in a blink of an eye, and there will be nothing left, but our great revenge against the Cang faction will be avenged in the end. What regrets do we have for dying like this?"

However, when Ao Qunfeng on the side heard the words of Lu Lili, the head of the Kuocang faction, and Tu Dan, his white face couldn't help but suddenly turn gray. Maybe his "Jingmen" acupoint was sealed by Cheng Guyao's internal force, and his abdomen was still like a knife, and he couldn't bear to cry out in pain with a low "ouch", and he muttered in his throat, and looked at Feng Zidu, as if he wanted to argue something. But in the end, Ao Qunfeng still squirmed at the corners of his mouth and slowly lowered his head.