"Let me introduce you! This is Fan Dong! It's the leader of the Hurricane Gang!" Wu Feng said with a smile. Signal everyone not to be nervous.

Tie Jun and the others were preparing to say hello, after all, it seemed that Wu Feng had already formed an alliance with the Hurricane Gang. So they let their guard down!

"Helper, helper!" Seeing that all the intruders had retreated, the first reaction of all the Hurricane Gang members was Fan Dong's place, so they all rushed over. Just interrupted Tie Jun and the others!

As more and more people returned, the Iron Rhino Army was gradually surrounded.

Tie Jun and the others also nervously climbed on the back of the woolly rhinoceros and protected Wu Fengtuan.

"Don't be nervous, now we and the Iron House are allies!" Fan Dong clutched his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then ordered all the Hurricane Gang to step back.

"Gang leader, no! Isn't the Iron House hurting us enough?" Listening to Fan Dong's words, all the members of the Hurricane Gang were dumbfounded, and the front foot was still an undying enemy, and now they became allies.

"What are you talking about!, who is the leader!?" Fan Dong shouted, his eyes scanning the indignant members. Everything can't be left to their willfulness, this is the will of the school, and it cannot be resisted, otherwise the Iron House will annex the Hurricane Gang, and the school will not say anything!

Wu Feng looked at those indignant Hurricane Gang members with a smile and shook his head: "Brother Fan Dong, I'll go first, tomorrow you come to the iron house to find me, and I will discuss the rest with you!"

Wu Feng rode on Xiao Mao's back, ignored those Hurricane Gang members, and said to Tie Jun, Wei Jiu and the others, "Let's go!"

"Moo!!"

All the woolly rhinoceros moaned, the sound was deafening, and the momentum was amazing, and not a single member of the Hurricane Gang dared to stop the path they crossed. One is the order of their gang leader, and the other is the young master of the iron house of the iron house, I don't know how much blood is stained on his hands, and no one wants to be a bird!

Seeing Wu Feng walking away with all the iron rhino army, Fan Dong couldn't hold on any longer, and collapsed to the ground in one fell swoop, Xiao Mao's impact just now knocked him into a serious injury, if he hadn't been holding his breath, he would have fainted.

"Gang leader, gang leader!" All the members of the Hurricane Gang nervously supported Fan Dong, if Fan Dong fell again, the Hurricane Gang would be completely abolished, and sooner or later they would face the danger of disbandment, especially since there were a total of ninety-four organizations in the outer court, and now all three organizations had begun to attack the Hurricane Gang.

"I'm fine!" Fan Dong waved his hand, motioning for everyone to listen to him!

"Haven't you noticed that there must be no movement at the academy at all for such a big movement? This is the will of the academy, we can't resist, and you'll understand later! Remember, we're allies with the Iron House now, and we must not clash with them!" Fan Dong clutched his chest and said with difficulty! Now the Iron House is indestructible, and the Three Seal Gang is still growing, the Fenghua Society will definitely have a great reputation after this operation, and the only women's gang will grow faster at that time! This is something that the Hurricane Gang can't offend!

"Young Master, has this really become our ally from the Hurricane Gang, why don't we swallow them up in one go!" Wei Jiu rode a woolly rhinoceros and walked side by side with Wu Feng, and then asked with some doubts, the Hurricane Gang is really a piece of fat, if you swallow it, there will be many benefits in the future.

"Don't be too greedy, take your time, you can't eat a big fat man in one bite, we have time!" Wu Feng waved his hand, now he is recklessly going to eat the Hurricane Gang, it will be difficult to digest at that time, and it will only slowly transform into a hidden danger in the end!

"Yes, young master!" Wei Jiu knew that he was talking too much, so he quickly closed his mouth.

"By the way, you have worked hard during this time, you must give me all the information of the Heavenly Spirit Realm in the outer courtyard, and if you are older than eighteen, don't care!" Wu Feng turned back to Wei Jiu and instructed!

"Iron Army!"

"Young Master!"

Tie Jun hurriedly rode the woolly rhinoceros and leaned towards Wu Feng.

"You have been in the academy for a long time, you and Cauchy must find out for me those low-key heavenly spirits in the academy that hide their own strength, the same, don't care if you are older than eighteen!" Wu Feng continued to instruct, this is only the first step, go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion tomorrow, Wu Feng has to fight for some prizes to come back, and only with the prizes can the snake be lured out of the hole, otherwise those people will not be able to raise their fighting spirit, Qingfeng is a stingy ghost, and he knows how to be a shopkeeper all day long!

Back to the iron house, Wu Feng assigned a series of tasks, this time no matter what, at least take everyone to blow up the other nine schools, although his cultivation time is shorter, but his holy spirit body is beyond everyone's ability to catch up, Wu Feng doesn't believe that other schools have a more powerful physique than himself!

Next!

Wu Feng rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion early in the morning, and yesterday it was the old man of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion who transmitted the message to himself, and wanted to come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion by himself!

When Wu Feng arrived, the old man of the Scripture Pavilion was already leaning on a chair at the door, squinting his eyes, as if he was leaning on what was not sleeping!

"Grandpa, I'm here!" Wu Feng called softly beside him.

The old man of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wu Feng, and said softly, "You are here!"

"Come, come, sit!" The old man of the Scripture Pavilion waved his hand, and an empty chair appeared on the ground out of thin air.

"Huh!"

"It's okay, sit down!" said the old man of the Scripture Pavilion with a smile. Signaled Wu Feng not to care about those etiquette.

Wu Feng is not hypocritical, since he asked himself to sit, he will not sit in vain.

There were still a lot of people in the Scripture Pavilion in the morning, and everyone looked at Wu Feng curiously at Wu Feng, the old man who was sitting in the Scripture Pavilion. Someone recognized Wu Feng as the young master of the Iron House, but the old man of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion looked at them the same, they didn't dare to make too many stops, and they all went in quickly.

"Tell me about your thoughts on this Ten Mansion Competition!" the old man of the Scripture Pavilion said softly.

"Eh!" Wu Feng looked at the old man in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, a little confused, what could he think of being a little child, besides, Qingfeng threw this mess directly to himself, he didn't care about anything, and he had nothing to say.

"It's okay, just say whatever you want. I just want to hear what you young people think!" the old man of the Scripture Pavilion touched his beard and said with a smile, looking very happy.

"Grandpa! If you call me, this competition came relatively suddenly, I believe everyone is the same, they are not ready, a month is too short, so I think the best way now is to come up with an attractive prize to attract those strong people hidden in the crowd!" Wu Feng said analytically, people die for money, birds die for food, with prizes, whether it is to convene people, or to increase everyone's fighting spirit, it is a good choice.

"Well, that's a good idea!" the old man of the Scripture Pavilion touched his beard and nodded with satisfaction.

"Eh, grandpa, Master Feng doesn't care about anything, I can't get this prize!" Wu Feng looked at the old man in the Scripture Pavilion embarrassedly, and then rubbed his hands.

"Haha! I understand, as long as you are good, I will definitely support it strongly!" The old man of the Scripture Pavilion sat up and patted Wu Feng on the shoulder.

"Grandpa, what prizes are you going to prepare?" Wu Feng asked with some embarrassment.

"You don't have to worry about this! I don't need a lot of things here, a hundred people, right!?a hundred Heavenly Master Talismans!a hundred spiritual weapons!a hundred Nine Transformation Spirit Pills!100,000 spirit stones!Is it enough?" The old man of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion scared Wu Feng as soon as he opened his mouth!

"Enough! Enough! Grandpa, what is the Nine Transformation Spirit Pill?" Wu Feng touched his head, his cultivation time was too short, and he didn't understand many things!

"Nine Turns Spirit Pill, if you eat one pill, it only takes nine seconds to recover all the aura!" the old man of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion patiently explained!

"Such a magical !!?" Wu Feng was stunned, this is the God of War elixir, it can be killed infinitely!

"Don't think too amazingly, this is just for you, the aura in the elixir is also limited, this is only for you, if we are even more insufficient!"

"Huh!" Wu Feng nodded meaningfully, this is like restoring the amount of blood, the ninth turn can restore the blood volume of the Heavenly Spirit to full, but the high-level blood volume is more, it can only recover half, or less.

Wu Feng rubbed his hands, as if he had something to say!