Wind and rain town street bluestone paving, straight through the whole town until the suburbs, a magnificent mansion stands here, two stone lions stand tall on both sides of the gate, stone lions on both sides of the stone altar in the center of the erection of four ten meters high flagpoles, purple flags fluttering in the wind, the highest flag on the right with silk embroidered with two teeth and claws, the mighty eight-clawed dragon, floating with the wind is more lifelike, the eight-clawed dragon in the middle of the iron hook silver is a "martial" word, the black edge white is strong and powerful.

The vermilion gate of the mansion, the green glazed tiles of the five three open doors, the door is 63 big fist nails on the door, shining, the center above the door is hung with three gilt characters of "Wude Gate", the front courtyard of the gate is full of six zhang size, there are 9 disciples of the Wude Gate on both sides to guard, the figure is burly, the waist spans the sword, the waist pole is straight, showing a fierce style.

There is an ancient old man in the front hall, dressed in green clothes and showing phoenix dragons, with white temples, two phoenix eyes blazing, and the tiger's back and bear's waist are even more powerful. With a silver goatee in his right hand from time to time, he looked at the "Martial Alliance Order Flag" hanging in the center of the front hall and thought a little, he was Lin Liefeng, the leader of the Martial Arts League.

・・・・・・ a few years ago, the rivers and lakes were still scattered, and the various sects were intrigued, and Lin Liefeng, the great disciple of the Wude Gate, was sent by his master Dongfang Yi to lobby the various sects to achieve the goal of resolving disputes in the rivers and lakes.

Lin Liefeng saw that the world was full of disputes and the people were suffering, but through his own efforts, he could not recover the incomplete situation, and he couldn't think about tea and dinner all day long, and couldn't sleep at night.

At this time, a wicked man appeared in the rivers and lakes, this wicked man named Zeng Zhenwei, who specialized in eating the hearts of three-year-old children and sucking human blood to practice.

In order to stop Zeng Zhen's evil deeds, the various gate factions sent elite soldiers and strong generals to jointly crusade against Zeng Zhenevil, but after repeated challenges, they failed repeatedly, and finally the gate factions were helpless against him, and the people were panicked when they learned about it, and the town became an empty city for a while, and no one dared to go out alone.

Lin Liefeng was arrogant, he had already hated this Zeng Zhen to the core, and after thinking about it again, he came to the Valley of the Wicked Man of Zeng Zhen's old nest alone to challenge.

Entering the Valley of the Wicked, a bloody breath came to his face, only choking Lin Lie and vomiting, and there were piles of white bones on both sides of the road, and many skulls had dried up, but the jaws on each skull were shattered and incomplete.

Just as Lin Liefeng sighed, a black shadow flashed behind Lin Liefeng, as fast as lightning.

Lin Liefeng suddenly gave a cold shiver, and then pulled out the "Burial Sea Sword" in the sheath.

In fact, Lin Liefeng also came prepared, and he had already practiced the fifth level of his martial arts secret book "Iron Prison Sword Technique", and Lin Liefeng was already eighty percent sure of dealing with a wicked person.

Lin Liefeng cautiously observed the movements around him, and did not dare to have the slightest miss, "whoosh" A soft sound, followed by a poisonous dart flying towards Lin Liefeng's face door, this door is a dead hole, if the consequences of being hit by a poison dart are unimaginable, when a thousand troops are fired, I saw that the sword in Lin Liefeng's hand flashed a cold light in front of his face, and then a dart bounced out with sparks across his silk hair.

"Haha..." A burst of eerie laughter broke the quiet valley of the wicked, "I didn't expect you kid to have two more hits, I don't know if your little lamb with fine skin and tender flesh will give me wine?" A black shadow fell in front of Lin Liefeng's eyes, and Lin Liefeng involuntarily took a half step back.

A person named Hanako appeared in front of him, this person had a hideous face, his hair was disheveled, and there was a trace of blood on his occasionally knotted silk hair, holding a skull staff, and his foul tongue licked the undried blood on the corner of his mouth and said: "I just had lunch, I don't want to eat you now, it's fresh to save it for the evening and kill it" looked at his expression as if to prove that the innocent life in front of him had died at the hands of this wicked man.

After hearing this, Lin Lie's fists in both hands were already clenched together, and he said angrily: "Today I will get rid of you, a wicked person, for the people of the world, so as not to leave you to kill innocents indiscriminately" Before he finished speaking, he showed his burying sea sword and stabbed it directly in Zeng Zhen's chest.

Zeng Zhenwei kicked his feet on the side of his left shoulder and jumped into the air, jumping out of a height of more than a zhang, and the staff in both hands only hit Lin Liefeng's back, Lin Liefeng spun quickly on the spot, and he could use his sword to block Zeng Zhenxi's skull staff, the power of this staff was not small, and the huge force knocked Lin Liefeng back more than two zhang away.

Lin Liefeng's left foot lifted and landed on the tree behind him, and at the same time, his hands saw that a cold air had gathered, and said: "The first heavy sword technique of the iron prison sword technique borrows the wind to make the rudder" After saying that, the whole body spun out, and the dead leaves and dust around him were also brought over with Lin Liefeng's attack, his attack was as unstoppable as a tiger out of a hole, and before Zeng Zhenwei, who was a light enemy, could dodge, his left arm had been pierced by this powerful move, and the blood quickly stained his sleeves.

Zeng Zhenwei touched the wound on his left arm with his right hand, sucked the blood into his mouth, shouted "look at the move", picked up the skull staff and slammed it at Lin Liefeng's front door. Lin Liefeng raised his sword to pawn, and at the same time, his two feet had already kicked off the ground to Zeng Zhenxi's abdomen, and then Zeng Zhenwei's body quickly dodged Lin Liefeng's kick with a 360-degree flip.

For a while, the two fought inextricably in the Valley of the Wicked, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Seeing that Zeng Zhenwei, who had taken advantage of the disadvantage, shouted "shapeshifting phantom" With the landing of Zeng Zhen's evil words, he flew to Lin Liefeng's back, and quickly attacked Lin Liefeng's back, and suddenly a cold wind attacked, Lin Liefeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his body fell forward at a very fast speed, and the moment his left hand hit the ground, he had already jumped a foot away, dodged Zeng Zhen's attack, and then turned over and got up, stabbing Zeng Zhenwei with a sword in his right hand, Zeng Zhenwei stretched out his skull staff to take it, and the dust flew ・・・・・・

The two of you retreat, I advance, you advance and I retreat, and the battle has been fought for more than 100 rounds.

Zeng Zhen was disgusted and thought, "It's not a way to fight like this, looking at this kid's momentum, I don't feel that my physical strength has decreased, but I can't support it anymore" Thinking of this・・・・・・, Zeng Zhenwei rushed towards Lin Liefeng with a staff in his left hand・・・・・

At the moment when Zeng Zhenwei made a move, a poisonous dart came out of his hand and flew towards Lin Liefeng's chest, Lin Liefeng only cared about picking up Zeng Zhen's skull staff, where did he have time to dodge?

Zeng Zhen proudly said to Lin Liefeng, who fell to the ground: "This cry is blowing everywhere, boy, you are still a little tender, go back and ask your master to come and cook grandpa's appetizers together, oh! By the way, there is also your junior wife, your junior brother・・・・・・ haha, I heard that your junior sister is very ・・・・・・."

Lin Liefeng felt disgusted when he heard the foul words of Zeng Zhen, and he was about to get up but felt weakness in his limbs, at this time, the poison of the poison dart had spread all over his body, and gradually his eyes were already a little blurred, and his brain would also lose control, Lin Liefeng suddenly felt bad, blinked his eyes hard and shook his head, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and shouted with the last trace of sobriety: "Iron Prison Sword Technique Fifth Heavy Thousands of Troops and Horses・・・・・・" Before he finished speaking, he had already risen into the air, and suddenly the wind swept away the leaves. The flying sand and rocks were like a tornado, and Zeng Zhenwei was swept into it.

Zeng Zhenwei saw that this formation was something he didn't expect, but he didn't expect this kid to practice the iron prison swordsmanship to such a realm, beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, and a sharp sword slashed towards his neck・・・・・・

The evil of the two was clearly seen by a little beggar hiding behind the boulder of the Valley of the Wicked, who was this little beggar? Why was he in the Valley of the Wicked? Because the little beggar was hiding in the shadows, no one paid attention to his presence.

By the time Lin Liefeng woke up, he was already surrounded by people from various sects.

Lin Liefeng's face was pale, his eyes were blank, his lips were chapped, and he was only one step away from death.

Lin Liefeng's master Dongfang also heard the news and rushed over, when he saw the dying lover, he couldn't help but cry・・・・・・ after a simple examination of the wound, he found that Lin Liefeng's poison was not an ordinary poison, but the most vicious in the Valley of the Wicked - a thousand corpses turned into heart poison.

This poison is refined from the venom exuded by the rotting corpse plus the venom of the centipede, the five-step snake, etc., and if the person who is poisoned does not take the antidote within an hour, he will definitely die. Lin Liefeng's ability to survive until now relied on the strong internal force in his body, which barely suppressed the speed of the poison, if ordinary people would have died a long time ago.

The stake between this is also clear to the East better than anyone else.

In order to save the disciples, Dongfang also quickly arranged for his disciples to protect the Dharma, no one should disturb him, everything was arranged safely, Dongfang also immediately came to Lin Liefeng's approach, and after a gesture with his hands, a true qi shrouded his hands, as Dongfang Yi's true qi swept in front of Lin Liefeng, Lin Liefeng became an inverted posture.

Dongfang was also like lightning in Lin Liefeng's four kinds of rotation non-stop, and Dongfang, which appeared from time to time in the blink of an eye, suddenly stopped, and at this time, several major acupuncture points on Lin Liefeng's body had been sealed by Dongfang.

Before Dongfang Yi's footsteps could stand firm, suddenly he stood up with his feet in the air again, and his middle finger went straight to the center of Lin Liefeng's feet, and a true qi went straight down Lin Liefeng's feet, the speed was comparable to meteor lightning, and people who were still shallow in cultivation couldn't see whether Dongfang Yi was rushing at his feet or at his feet, and they only saw that the martial arts juniors around him were dumbfounded.

At this time, I only heard a muffled sound in Lin Liefeng's mouth, and a mouthful of black blood sprayed to the ground, and two flies who were in love rushed in pairs, enjoying the rare delicacy to their heart's content, but they didn't want to die of anger as soon as they landed on the black blood.

Dongfang also kindly looked at the lover who was lying in a coma in his arms, and stopped talking, and with the help of everyone, Lin Liefeng returned to Wudemen.

When Lin Liefeng came to his senses, he saw that his mentor Dongfang was waiting by his side all night, and he was so grateful that he barely got up and knelt down on his knees in front of his master, and his tears fell on the floor.

Dongfang also only temporarily used his true qi to stop Lin Liefeng's thousand corpse heart poison, and did not fundamentally solve the venom on Lin Liefeng's body, to fundamentally stop Lin Liefeng's venom, it must require a person with extremely deep internal force, transmit this person's internal force to Lin Liefeng's body, and then go through his own recuperation before it can be cured.

Dongfang is also over the age of old, Lin Liefeng has always been the best candidate to take over the head of Wudemen, Dongfang Yi has long regarded Lin Liefeng as his own son in his heart, but Dongfang also knows that if he passes on his life's cultivation to his beloved disciple, Lin Liefeng will never agree, but if he doesn't pass it on to him, he will watch his beloved disciple die of poison.

Dongfang Yi thought about it, there was no better way, looking at Lin Liefeng who was kneeling on the ground, he suddenly stretched out the middle finger of his left hand and only came to Lin Liefeng's temple, Lin Liefeng suddenly saw the master's finger attack, he was startled at first, and before he could dodge, he fainted in front of him・・・・・・

Lin Liefeng sat in the wing room in a coma, and the master Dongfang also sat cross-legged behind Lin Liefeng in turn, pressing his hands on Lin Liefeng's back, the whole wing room was surrounded by clouds and mist, and Dongfang and Lin Liefeng were surrounded by air boiling, like a dragon, the two of them sometimes sat cross-legged, sometimes upside down, sometimes stretched out their arms, sometimes the four palms were together, sometimes their backs were close to the ・・・・・・ for about half an hour, the two finally completed the process, Lin Liefeng seemed to be much more energetic, but Dongfang also fell to Lin Liefeng's side with pale face and weak feet.

When Lin Liefeng woke up, he was in good spirits, and there were still no signs of poisoning.

The pale-faced Dongfang also slowly opened his eyes under Lin Liefeng's shout, took out a black secret book from his arms, and handed it to Lin Liefeng, "This is the secret book of the town faction of this sect "Iron Prison Sword Technique", as the teacher has passed on the first five layers to you, with the help of the unique internal strength of this sect "Purple Qi from the East", in time you will definitely practice to the seventh level, which is the highest level of this sword technique- Don't open it, the teacher is already old, and the Wudemen will be handed over to you in the future, I hope you don't live up to the ancestors and ancestors of this faction, I know that you and Zhu'er are in love, and you will worship heaven and earth in the coming day, but also a wish of the master, remember to be good all your life, and the master will rest assured. ”

Lin Liefeng kowtowed repeatedly, and at this time he was already in tears.