The rumbling war drums added a little vigor to the beautiful fragrance of flowers in Luoyang City.

Chu Feng, who rushed to the helm of the beggar gang to the sound of drums, couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he looked at the large group of people outside the helm.

Chu Feng also made a special inquiry yesterday that this martial arts conference called the "Hundred Flowers Society" should be held in the martial arts arena, so what kind of trouble is this group of people blocking the door? No matter who it is, when they step into Luoyang City, they should be told intentionally or unintentionally: The Liao army has repeatedly violated the border, and there is anger to spread over there.

Bai Shijing, who was "watching" on the side, saw Chu Feng and a few people, bowed from afar, thanked him first, and then said: "The Shaolin monk has arrived, a few people are invited." A disciple of Zhike shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness Duan of the South King of Dali Town has arrived." Then he reported Xue Muhua's name.

Duan Zhengchun looked back at the large group of people over there, and asked Bai Shijing, "Elder Bai, is this?"

Before Bai Shijing could speak, Chu Feng had already seen a general idea: Yu Guanlan of Qingcheng, who was carrying a long sword, was conspicuous among the Qingcheng disciples who were carrying a short Lei Gongbang. Chu Feng was standing a little higher now, and he could see this young man who was not tall at a glance, and asked, "Who is at the party with Qingcheng...... Oh, it's the Penglai faction?"

Halfway through Chu Feng's question, he understood first.

"I'm young, but I've seen a lot. Bai Shijing's sallow face was not too surprised, the grudge between Chu Feng and Qingcheng Martial Arts, Shan Zheng did not deliberately hide it from the beggars, he pointed to a white-haired old man in the Penglai faction, "That is the head of the Du Lingzi Du." ”

Penglai Pai ...... Chu Feng looked at the man named Du Lingzi very seriously, and saw that he looked at the people in Qingcheng with a relaxed smile, and he didn't speak, and he kept smiling very easily. This kind of smile is very familiar to Chu Feng, and it is the same as the classic "You hit me" in "Jiupin Sesame Official", which will make people feel a ** that flattens him.

Bai Shijing knew that the fall of the Northern Sect was inextricably linked to the Qingcheng faction, so he slowly talked about what he said today. Chu Feng listened for a while, and felt very speechless in his heart: these two factions went to Luoyang together, and then to the chief rudder of the beggar gang, and when they arrived at the door, they were at a stalemate for a while for who would enter the gate of the general rudder of the beggar gang. Unless the beggar gang forcibly suppresses this matter by relying on the name of "the first gang in the world", there is no other way.

Fortunately, in front of the confrontation between the two factions of Qingcheng and Penglai, it was inevitable to scold each other, but they did not use troops. Turin Zi almost overthrew the Qingcheng faction, and the ideals that several generations have not been able to complete are almost achieved in his hands, and he is not satisfied, but he is not satisfied, but he restricts the people of the door, don't do it first, and the others are arbitrary.

A few months have passed, and Chu Feng said that in Shaomu Mountain, although he had a brief contact with that group of black-clothed people. But now that the Penglai faction is dressed in a little salty sea breeze, Chu Feng really can't be sure whether the Penglai faction is the group of people in black or not.

However, he is not the only one who has seen the group of black-clothed people in Luoyang City at the moment, there are also Shan Zheng and Ke Baisui, and he is going to ask these two later.

"Lord Duan, let's ...... first" Chu Feng looked at the guests who came from outside the main helm, and suggested to Duan Zhengchun, but halfway through his words, he suddenly said: "There is an acquaintance over there, I'll go say hello!"

"Chu Shaoxia's light skills are very good. Bai Shijing looked at Chu Feng's extremely fast and unsmoky body, and said with a smile.

Duan Zhengchun politely said a few words, and said with a smile: "Young people like to make friends." Saying that, he stayed aside and didn't delay Bai Shijing to greet the guests, who knew that Bai Shijing actually walked over with him, and he didn't mean to greet the guests.

Duan Zhengchun knew in a blink of an eye that this Elder Bai was out to stare at it, for fear that something would go wrong, and this kind of thing of greeting guests naturally didn't need him, and Elder Nine Bags welcomed him out of the door. After thinking about this, he didn't need to explain it, and when he raised his eyes to look at Chu Feng, he was surprised in his heart: "Chu Feng's friend is so strange!"

In the middle of summer, even though it is early in the morning, the temperature is not low. Whether it is the two factions of Qingcheng and Penglai who are facing each other, or the onlookers, including Bai Shijing and Duan Zhengchun, everyone is cool. On the side that Chu Feng was facing, someone actually covered his whole body tightly.

What made everyone feel even more strange was that Chu Feng's figure had just moved, and the man had obviously seen Chu Feng, but instead of coming forward excitedly after seeing his friend, he quietly squeezed into the crowd. It's just that no matter how the person squeezed around in the crowd, the distance between him and Chu Feng was still very obvious.

Seeing that the man was desperately far away from him, Chu Feng's initial doubts were gone, and he said in his heart: "The courage is really not small. If it weren't for that pockmarked face, and the eyes that treated him like an enemy who killed his father, Chu Feng wouldn't have really noticed this strangely dressed guy.

Zhu Baokun didn't need to look back to know that Chu Feng was getting closer and closer to him, and he couldn't wait to pick out his eyeballs, but he didn't expect why he would be recognized by him just by looking at Chu Feng. Listening to the shouts of those who were squeezed away by him, "Blind", "What is squeezing, is there a fight", Zhu Baokun doesn't know what he feels like in his heart.

Fortunately, in the "division", although some people found out about the scratching here, no one really paid attention to this side. Zhu Baokun knew that as long as he shot a "Heavenly King Heart Patch" towards the Qingcheng faction now, or sent a "Green Bee Needle" to Penglai, the scene would naturally become truly chaotic, but he couldn't do anything.

After a while, Zhu Baokun squeezed out of the crowd, the two hidden weapons in the palm of his hand were already drenched with sweat, looked back at Chu Feng, who had already approached, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to kill them all?"

"I thought you'd be overwhelmed. Chu Feng looked at the sweat dripping from his palm, and said with a smile, if Zhu Baokun really shot at his "master", I am afraid that he would be lying on the ground by now, "You passed on the martial arts?" Chu Feng believed very much that Murong Bo's subordinates in the Shaomu Mountain used Qingcheng secret weapons, but how did Yu Guanlan's Qingcheng Kung Fu of the Penglai faction come about, he still wanted to hear the person in front of him admit or deny it personally.

"You!" Zhu Baokun remembered that when he heard the perfume pavilion, it was Chu Feng who broke his identity, and his heart was full of hatred, "This is the private matter of our two families, what does it matter to you?"

"It doesn't matter, you just have to answer yes or no. Chu Feng ignored Zhu Baokun's rattling teeth, "I'll let you go when I say it." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you?" Zhu Baokun's voice trembled slightly, and he was shocked.

"Whether you say it or not, believe it or not, it's in Chu. Chu Feng smiled slightly, ignoring the person in front of him who asked next, "Are you really willing to let me go."

Zhu Baokun couldn't wait for Chu Feng's answer when he asked, but his heart relaxed, not to mention that he hadn't passed on Qingcheng martial arts to Penglai, but the people in Qingcheng didn't believe it, and they didn't even bother to listen to it. What made him even more chilling was that his mentor Du Lingzi actually complained that he was unwilling to contribute when attacking the Qingcheng Mountain Gate, and had already expelled him from Penglai.

"Whether you believe it or not, I ......" Zhu Baokun smiled miserably, he really didn't know if the only person who wanted to hear his answer in the past few months would believe him. But before he finished speaking, he saw the dust come out of its sheath silently and stabbed straight at him. As the iron sword approached, he couldn't afford to resist in his heart, and just said, "Haven't I answered yet?"

"Get down!" Chu Feng snorted softly, but saw that Zhu Baokun stood still as if he was stupid, his brows furrowed slightly, and his body changed slightly, and he had bypassed him.

Before Zhu Baokun had time to turn back, the sonorous sound of the iron sword clashing had already come from the back of his head. (To be continued.) )