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The majestic Dragon and Tiger Gate, the silence of the rivers and lakes can not make this place silent, a dragon and tiger gun, the prestige of Zhuge Qingfeng, will always resound in the north and south of the river.

Since the death of Liu Jinfeng of the Divine Sword Gate and the self-destruction of the arrogant palace Nangong Ao, the Dragon Tiger Gate has become a standout, and it is the back of the rivers and lakes. Of course, these days, the rivers and lakes are really not peaceful, whether it is the whale swallowing and encroachment of the Dongying forces, or the open and secret battles of the various martial arts sects, all of which have made this piece of rivers and lakes a little ruined.

Perhaps under such a storm, the order of the rivers and lakes needs to be reorganized urgently, and there needs to be a faction to reformulate the order of the rivers and lakes.

The young swordsman Yun Feiyang, he has always disdained the battle for fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes, and he will definitely not lead the heroes to bring the rivers and lakes back to peace.

The evil sect Tantra is still ready to move, and there are more mysterious organizations and gangs emerging, and the rivers and lakes will never be quiet again.

The more stormy it comes, the more suffocating the oppression.

And this ended all this, it was Zhuge Qingfeng who pinned his hopes on the Dragon Tiger Gate, maybe only the Dragon Tiger Gate can have such a force now, against all kinds of forces that are unfavorable to the martial arts, whether it is Tantra, or some other latent sects.

Zhuge Qingfeng stood in the courtyard, his eyes blazing, looking at the begonias that were about to wither, and sighed secretly: "But the begonias are still the same!"

He took a deep breath and looked at a dragon and tiger spear standing on the side of the weapon, this gun had followed him all over the country, and I don't know how many people had died under this gun.

He stared at the dragon and tiger spear, pondered for a long time, and said faintly: "What kind of power is the peerless martial arts contained in Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Genealogy?

Thinking of Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Score, another scene appeared in his mind, the tragic scene of the Guqin House at that time.

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That bloody Guqin House was really miserable!

Seeing that Yun Feiyang and Shangguan Ziyun were both seriously injured and fainted.

A sly smile appeared at the corner of Liu Jinfeng's mouth, and he grabbed Fu Xiqin. On the ground, a swift shadow swept down, in the volley, a slightly oblique figure, Huo Ran palmed, and grabbed Liu Jinfeng's hand.

Liu Jinfeng was taken aback, and took four or five steps back one after another, and when he looked at it, he saw a man in black standing proudly in front of him. Looking closely, the face of the man in black is extremely handsome, as if he is about twenty years old.

He stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were cold, and in an extremely vicissitudes of life, he shouted to Liu Jinfeng: "Liu Jinfeng, you are so despicable, you actually did this to your juniors. ”

"What do you want to do?" Liu Jinfeng recognized the man in black in front of him at a glance, seeing that he was handsome and fair-skinned, in fact, from his voice, he was at least forty years old.

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At this time, Zhuge Qingfeng, who was standing in the courtyard, bathed in the cool breeze, took out a handsome human skin mask from his sleeve, which was only about twenty years old, and then covered his face, and suddenly showed the appearance of a poisonous hand, he took off the human skin mask again, stuffed it into his sleeve, and showed a cold smile on his face.

"Liu Jinfeng, Liu Jinfeng, even if you died and went to hell, I didn't expect that it was the old man who killed you in Guqinju at that time, and I only blamed you for being too greedy. Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum are all mine, they are all mine, whoever dares to stop me will die!" Zhuge Qingfeng's eyes showed a violent expression, and in his blood-red eyes, he couldn't wait to trample this piece of heaven and earth under his feet.

He pondered for a while, and said in a slow tone: "The Hua family has a century-old foundation and is wealthy, as long as the rest of the eight elders are killed, then Huayue Tower is vulnerable." As for Yun Feiyang, if you dare to block it, then don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Zhuge Qingfeng thought that since he founded the Dragon Tiger Gate, he had always wanted to become the overlord of the rivers and lakes, but he actually went crazy in order to pursue the supreme martial arts, thinking that as long as he got the peerless magic skills in Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum, then he would be able to make the Dragon Tiger Gate the real one.

Who knows, such as Nangong Ao and Liu Jinfeng and the like obstructed a lot, so they had to use the hands of Nangong Ao to eradicate Liu Jinfeng, originally all this was in his control, and the emergence of rising stars such as Yun Feiyang and Ling Fengchen hindered his plans.

In particular, the reappearance of Shangguan Hong of the cult Tantric sect has to be said to have caused a lot of inconvenience. However, the comeback of Tantra has created a lot of opportunities for Zhuge Qingfeng.

Because the current rivers and lakes are chaotic enough, when someone needs to come forward, Zhuge Qingfeng has been waiting for the rivers and lakes to be chaotic these days, and at that time, he will come out again to end, so that he can also be justified.

He exhaled deeply again, and said to himself: "It's time for the old man to appear, Shangguan Hong, Fu Xiqin and the Divine Soldier Spectrum belong to the old man after all!"

At this time, Ou Peng, the eldest disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, rushed over from outside the courtyard, "Master!" As soon as the person came behind Zhuge Qingfeng, he hugged his fists and bowed down.

Zhuge Qingfeng stood with his hands in his hands, turned slightly sideways, and did not look at Ou Peng, but said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"Master, there is news from Jiangnan, I don't know why there are always masters on the rivers and lakes who die unexpectedly, and they all die from their own famous skills!" Ou Peng said in a deep voice.

Zhuge Qingfeng turned around slowly, his eyes were like a sharp sword, staring at Ou Peng, "Died of his own fame stunt?"

"Yes, it's strange, and there have been many deaths. Ling Fengchen Shaoxia and they are tracking, but so far there is no result, as if this master who is good at using other people's famous skills is like a ghost. Ou Peng said incredulously.

Zhuge Qingfeng smiled disapprovingly and said: "That's because you are lonely and unheard, there is a martial art in the rivers and lakes, called turning clouds and rain, that is, absorbing other people's martial arts and turning them into your own attack martial arts." ”

"Turning clouds and rain?" Ou Peng scratched the back of his head, surprised, "Master, this martial art ......"

Without waiting for Ou Peng to finish speaking, Zhuge Qingfeng interrupted him, "This martial art has been lost for many years, as early as twenty or thirty years ago, the Gusu Xiahou family was a peerless scholar. ”

"Gusu Xiahou family, Master, why have I never heard of you?" Ou Peng had never heard of it, and asked in surprise when he heard it for the first time.

Zhuge Qingfeng said lightly: "As a teacher, I usually ask you to read more classics, but you take them as a deaf ear, now you know?"

Ou Peng smiled innocently, and touched his ears unconsciously with his hand, "Master, it's not that the disciple refuses to read the classics, it's just that these classics are boring and boring, and I'm about to fall asleep when I see them." Master, tell me about the Gusu Xiahou family!"