Chapter 204: Iron Fist Gate

Zhang Wuyi and his entourage walked and stopped, and finally bypassed the area west of the city and entered the sphere of influence of the Iron Fist Gate.

Cangzhou has always been at the peak of martial arts, and many sects stand side by side, among which Cangzhou Iron Fist Gate is the largest sect, and the head Ximen Leopard is relying on a pair of iron fists to shock Cangzhou.

Ling Weifeng and Duan Yu walked in front of the strong men in Xiaoyao Village, and Ruoxian and the others followed not far away, if they encountered strange things, they would inevitably stop and play.

Along the way, pedestrians cast strange glances, and some of them looked at the rivers and lakes with unkind looks.

Ling Weifeng was vigilant, and he didn't dare to be careless even when he arrived at his own door. He secretly paid attention to it, and refused to let go of any trouble.

After walking for about an hour of incense, everyone walked through the streets and alleys of the downtown area, and came to the southeast area of Cangzhou City, which is a suburb, the environment is relatively quiet, and there are few pedestrians on the road, Ling Weifeng breathed a sigh of relief, pointed not far away and said: "Duan Daxia, everyone, there is the Iron Fist Gate in front, everyone please come with me......"

Duan Yu was silent, only nodded slightly, and then continued to hurry, but after Zhang Wuyi heard this, he jumped to Ling Weifeng and said excitedly: "Uncle Ling, you said that the magnificent mansion in front of you is the Iron Fist Gate?"

In the distance, a mansion is located, the distance between the front and back is not more than a few miles, during the vermilion covering, the blue tiles are in pieces, the silk green is staggered, and there are faint bursts of shouting and cheering, and it is known that it is extraordinary before it is approaching.

Zhang Wuyi looked at it and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really a good spirit!"

Ling Weifeng was greatly benefited in his heart, but he said modestly: "Zhang Shaoxia smiled!"

Walking across a stone bridge, everyone came to the front, and when they raised their eyes, there was a vermilion lacquer gate, and a huge plaque hanging above it read: "Iron Fist Gate".

The three words dragon flying and phoenix dancing, the pen is vigorous, and the style of Ximen Leopard can be vaguely seen.

Ling Weifeng ordered everyone to stop, and then said: "Everyone, you can rest here for a while, and then I will come to pick you up and enter the mansion after I go to Tongyu." With that, he walked towards the mansion.

As he approached, the two disciples in strong suits suddenly rushed out of the gate and shouted, "Who dares to trespass on the Iron Fist Gate?"

Ling Weifeng saw that the faces of the two disciples were unfamiliar and childish, and he expected that it must be the disciples of the new initiation sect who had left this year, so he was not angry, but rather politely hugged his fists and said: "Under Ling Weifeng, please report and say that I want to see the head of the West Gate."

The two disciples were stunned at first after hearing this, and then said arrogantly: "What Ling Weifeng, Ling Weiyu, is our head the one you want to see?

Ling Weifeng was furious when he heard this, he never thought that he had left this year, and the door style of the Iron Fist Gate had fallen to such a point, and even a small gatekeeper disciple had become so domineering, and he thought: "Don't the master know? Let them do this?"

The Iron Fist Gate is one of the best sects in Cangzhou, with thousands of disciples, and there are often some friends from the rivers and lakes who come to visit, or some people come to apprentice, and the principle of the Iron Fist Gate is that those who come do not refuse, regardless of whether they succeed or not, they will treat each other with the courtesy, which is also the rule set by Ximen Leopard before, but now it seems that this rule has changed.

The two disciples were stunned for a long time by Ling Weifeng's drink, on weekdays, the two of them were used to being domineering, and they were all calling and drinking at will for the people who came to the door, they never thought that someone would dare to teach them a lesson today, and they didn't react for a while, and after they came back to their senses, they were angry and shouted: "Yo, there is a hard erection today, it seems that it is not okay not to give you some color." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two rolled up their sleeves, with a fierce light in their eyes, and walked towards Ling Weifeng viciously.

Ling Weifeng sighed, disappointed in his heart, he couldn't imagine that he had only been away for a year, and this place had become so disorganized.

Seeing that the other party was depressed, the two disciples thought that they were afraid of them, and said even more arrogantly: "Hehe, old boy, listen carefully, we are the disciples of the new head Jiang Liuxiang, don't be scared!"

Ling Weifeng's whole body was shocked, and he said strangely in his heart: "Liuxiang, the new head, what is going on? What about the old man?" A series of questions struck, and he just wanted to ask again, but saw one of the disciples waving his fist.

"Let you taste the power of our Iron Fist Gate!" the disciple shouted, and shouted with all his strength.

Ling Weifeng snorted coldly, his body did not move, and with a slight flick, he grabbed the man's iron fist tightly, and said with a smile: "You dare to come out and show ugliness for this little ability?"

Another disciple saw that his companion was at a loss, so he didn't say a word, and used a move to penetrate Changhong, which was one of the thirty-six moves of the Iron Fist, Ling Weifeng's face was gloomy, and he didn't look at it, but still pushed and sent his right hand, which made him fall down.

The two disciples got up from the ground and scolded angrily, "Okay...... How dare you do it, you ...... You wait for us......" After saying that, he ran away in a rage.

Not long after, a noisy sound of footsteps arose, rolling up puffs of smoke and dust, rolling in, and in an instant, dozens of disciples in strong suits poured out from the inner hall, but they saw that they were holding blades one by one to surround Ling Weifeng.

A moment later, a blue-shirted young man walked out of the group, the young man was sixteen or seventeen years old, elegant and elegant, looking Ling Weifeng up and down.

The young man said: "He Da, He Er, this is the person you are talking about?"

He Da stepped forward stupidly, his words and deeds were flattering in every way, and then he pointed at Ling Weifeng viciously and said: "Senior Brother Liu, it's him, this person made a provocative speech as soon as he came, and threatened to see the master, I didn't follow He Er, he did it, Senior Brother should teach him a good lesson, don't let people underestimate our Iron Fist Gate." ”

He Da He Er hated Ling Weifeng so much, and when he said something, he inevitably reversed black and white, adding fuel and vinegar.

When the young man heard this, he frowned slightly, and then asked, "This friend, I don't know where our Iron Fist Sect offended you, and why we want to use force like this?"

Ling Weifeng was extremely disappointed, and his heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, it was only a year, and the entire Iron Fist Gate became a miasma, thinking that when he was there, who would dare to bully the weak and bully others like this? In the face of everyone, Ling Weifeng just wanted to teach them a good lesson, and let them know what is the foundation of a sect!

Ling Weifeng's face was gloomy and expressionless, and he said coldly: "That's it, you don't need to say anything more, you can go together." ”

The blue-shirted young man was furious and said contemplatively: "Since Brother Tai intends to oppose our Iron Fist Gate, then don't blame us for not paying attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes, take it for me!"

With a shout, dozens of disciples attacked in unison and rushed towards Ling Weifeng.

"Stop!"

A coquettish reprimand, like a silver bell.

Everyone was surprised, and they all stopped and turned to look. Ling Weifeng was stunned at first, and then his heart surged, and he also followed everyone to look at it together.

At the corner of the courtyard, I don't know when there was a beautiful woman, I saw that her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was like cream, and there was a little more mature charm between her eyes.

"Cicada, are you causing trouble outside again?" The corner of the beautiful woman's eyes slanted slightly, and she glanced at the blue-shirted young man.

The blue-shirted young man hurriedly stepped forward to support the woman, and said in a serene voice: "The master misunderstood, how dare the cicada, someone came to provoke him, and he also injured He Da and He Er, so I gathered all the senior brothers and brothers to fight the enemy in unison." ”

The beautiful woman's beautiful eyes flowed, she looked at the blue-shirted young man with a doting face, and said: "Cicada, you have to remember, as a disciple of our Iron Fist Sect, you must always be kind to others, don't be evil with others, you must know that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and only by making more good connections can you have a foothold in the rivers and lakes." ”

The blue-shirted young man's name is Liu Chan, and he is Jiang Liuxiang's newly accepted closed disciple, who has a very high rank in the Iron Fist Sect, and has a great relationship with this beautiful woman, Ximen Shuang.

After hearing this, the blue-shirted young man nodded again and again, looking very well-behaved.

Ling Weifeng was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, her voice and smile he could not forget in his life, in an instant, Ling Weifeng suddenly felt a fever in his chest, tears almost burst out of his eyes, a year has passed, is she still doing well? I still remember that year under the moonlight, in front of the apricot forest, she asked him: "Senior brother, will you marry me in the future?......" Ling Weifeng wanted to answer her categorically "yes" But he is an orphan, he was adopted by Simon Leopard since he was a child, how can he be worthy of her, so he thought about taking the risk of sneaking into the mountains of the two realms, stealing the seven unique plum blossom needles to give to the master, and making a great contribution, maybe the master will agree to this marriage when he is happy, but now it seems that everything is not as he thinks......

Ling Weifeng forcibly held back the emotions in his heart and said tentatively: "Senior sister...... Is that you?"

Ximen Shuang suddenly heard the thunder, and his heart chuckled, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and followed the reputation, and tears suddenly blurred his eyes.

"Big brother...... , is it really you?" Ximen Shuang whimpered, and pounced on Ling Weifeng like the wind, and there was already pear blossoms and rain on his face.

All the disciples looked at each other, wondering why the master was like this, who was this man in front of him?

Ling Weifeng trembled, brushed Ximen Shuang's hair, and said pitifully: "Shuang'er, I haven't seen you for a year, how are you doing?"

His question made Ximen Shuang, who was originally emotional, even more frustrated, only to hear her cry while beating Ling Weifeng: "It's not good, it's not good, I'm not having a good time at all, it's all your fault, where have you been this year......?"

Ling Weifeng watched his beloved cry like this, his heartache was like a knife, and he had to say comfort: "Fool, aren't I living a good life?"