"Peak Xiantian. Peak?" Everyone was shocked. Apparently, they did not expect Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts to be so high. Then, they fell into deep thought. They were confident that they could kill Lu Xiaofeng, who was at the late stage of the Xiantian realm, with a joint attack. However, he was at the peak of the Xiantian realm. Lu Xiaofeng was different. One hit would attract a fatal revenge. There were very few famous people in the martial arts world who were at the peak of the Xiantian Realm. The existence of the peaks was because although they were only separated by a small realm, the actual difference was as if one was on the ground and the other was already half a step into the sky.
There was an unwritten saying in the pugilistic world that only the peak of the Xiantian realm existed. Only Feng could kill a peak Xiantian expert. Feng, this was not a lie. There might be a way for a late stage Xiantian expert to injure a peak Xiantian expert. However, it was impossible to kill him. Therefore, when they heard Lu Xiaofeng's true cultivation, they felt a little heavy.
After a long time, in the silent atmosphere, Elder Wang spoke," Gang Leader, even if we can't kill Lu Xiaofeng together, with Gang Leader's strength, as long as Lu Xiaofeng is entangled, it shouldn't be difficult to kill him, right?"”
As soon as he said this, everyone immediately looked at Li Chenzhou. The strength of this gang leader was obvious to all. He should have a way to deal with Lu Xiaofeng. After being stared at by everyone, Li Chenzhou looked around and said," I do have a way to kill Lu Xiaofeng, but the price is too high. You don't have to think about it. Just do your own thing."”
"Yes, Gang Leader." Hearing that their gang leader could really kill Lu Xiaofeng, they were relieved. At least they were not powerless against the enemy, which reduced their invisible pressure a lot.
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In autumn, the maple leaves of the West Mountain were red, and the jade dew on the street was white. Autumn was getting late, September 13th.
In the wee hours of the morning, Li Yan Bei walked out of the 12th mansion out of his 30 mansions. He strode along the foggy streets. The jar of bamboo leaf green he had last night and the half hour of love didn't make him look tired at all. He was eight feet tall, strong and energetic. His thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, eagle nose, and serious face always carried a cruel expression. He looked like a leopard that had just emerged from the primitive forest.
No matter who saw him, they could not help but show some respect and fear. He himself would never look down on himself. Ten years ago, he was already one of the most powerful people in this ancient city. There was a group of people following behind him about ten feet away. They had to run to keep up with his pace. Among this group of people were the chief escorts and escorts of the three great escort agencies in the capital, the leaders and group leaders of the East and West City, the big bosses who had extremely successful businesses, and the stewards of the money houses.
There were also a few people who had settled in the capital for more than ten years, but no one had ever been able to figure out their origins and identities. They were all rich and successful middle-aged men. None of them wanted to leave their warm and comfortable homes in the early hours of the morning and run on the streets in the cold wind. However, they had to make this trip every morning.
This was because Li Yan Bei liked to follow his fixed route for an hour at dawn. This place could almost be considered his kingdom. At this time, his mind was always very clear and his judgment was always very correct. He liked his trusted subordinates to follow him and wait for his orders. Moreover, this had been his habit for many years, just like the morning court session of the emperor. Whether you like it or not, you must not go against it.
Ever since Feng Kun, the chief escort of the Zhenyuan Bodyguard Agency, was dragged out of his bed and thrown into the frozen river outside the Yongding Gate on a cold morning, no one had dared to be late or absent again.
The sun had yet to rise, and the wind still carried the fragrance of the night. The leaves had long fallen, and the dew on the fallen leaves had formed a thin layer of autumn frost.
Li Yan Bei clenched his fists. He walked quickly from the small path of the city wall to the center of the city outside Qianmen. Suddenly, he called out,""Sun Chong!"
The group of people behind him. Immediately, a well-dressed man. A middle-aged man with a pale face and a slight beard ran up to them. He was one of Li Yan Bei's generals, the Hall Master of the Kuaiyi Hall, who was famous in the Central Plains for forging all kinds of weapons and hidden weapons.
Li Yan Bei didn't slow down to wait for him. He didn't even look at him and said with a dark face,""Didn't I tell you not to accept any more business from the big sects before the fifteenth?”
"Yes," said Sun Chong.
" Then why did you sell the 66 Ghost Head Blades, 50 swords, and all the bows and arrows you had in the treasury last night?" Li Yan Bei asked.”
Sun Chong lowered his head. His expression changed. He obviously did not expect Li Yan Bei to find out about this so quickly. "The profits from that business are huge. It's almost profitable, and…"
"And business is business, isn't it?”，Seeing that Sun Chong did not dare to reply and lowered his head even further, Li Yanbei's face was filled with anger. He clenched his fists even tighter and suddenly asked,""Do you know who the buyer is?"
Sun Chong hesitated and shook his head, but his eyes were secretly moving around. At this time, they had just walked onto the narrow Cherry Street. The shops on both sides of the street had not opened yet. However, at this moment, two large carts with black tents suddenly rushed out from the narrow alleys on both sides of the road, separating them in the middle of the road.
Following that, the black canopy covering the carriages suddenly lifted. There were about ten men in black hiding in each carriage. Each of them had a strong bow in their hands, and the strings of each bow were fully drawn. Sun Chong wanted to rush into the carriage, but his wrist was caught by Li Yan Bei's iron palm.
His expression immediately changed. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout,"Don't…"
Before he could shout out this sentence, the bowstring had already sounded, and arrows flew out like locusts. Li Yanbei lowered his back and sat on his horse. With a backhand swing, he actually lifted his man up. They met the flying locust-like arrows. In a blink of an eye, Sun Chong's men had already been shot into a hedgehog. Li Yanbei shouted and wanted to rush onto the caravan. However, after the archers in front fired their arrows, they immediately crouched down. There was actually another group of archers behind them.
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