Thirteen Swords of Wind and Cloud
13 Fight on the Door

Dancing Sp

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

At the foot of the mountain.

Ye Feng was dressed in snow-white clothes, his black hair was like a waterfall, his steps were like the wind, there were two people following behind him, he stopped and looked back at the towering World Association, his expression was calm and his aura was sharp.

" The World Conference cannot be humiliated…" A gentle breeze blew past, bringing with it a soft voice.

The three of them mounted their horses and headed towards the Huo Manor.

Ten days passed quickly.

Ye Feng could see Huo Manor from afar, he had been living in the wind and sleeping in the open, he was finally about to arrive.

"Find an inn to rest and clean up. We'll pay a visit tomorrow morning.”

Ye Feng looked from afar.

Drive! He clamped his legs and pulled the reins to change the direction of the horse.

Perhaps it was the birthday celebration of the manor lord of the Huo Manor, so he invited many guests. At this time, the inn was more lively than usual. Of course, where there was Jianghu, there would be disputes.

Before he could enter the door, someone flew out from inside, Ye Feng waved his right hand, the wind from his palm whistled as figures flew out.

Bang!

The figure fell to the ground. The three of them walked in and ignored him.

He was lucky to be alive.

"Waiter, prepare a table of wine and three rooms.”The person standing behind him suddenly said.

The three of them looked around and sat down, Ye Feng said calmly: ""Rest early today. We still have to go to the birthday celebration tomorrow, so we can't be late! Tomorrow, the two of you don't make a move and just stand by the side and watch.”

The two of them only nodded.

Night, Huo Manor.

Huo Butian, the head of the Huo Family, was standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He was staring at the night sky with deep eyes. The cold night wind blew his long robe, and his long hair danced in the wind. Beside him stood an old servant who was bowing.

There was no moonlight tonight, and the dark sky was covered by clouds.

"Old Master, don't catch a cold when the weather is cold. Tomorrow is your birthday.”

Huo Butian glanced at Fu An beside him and said in a deep voice,"Fu An, how long have you been following me?"

Fu An was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"It's been fifty or sixty years. I can't remember clearly. Why is Old Master asking this?”His voice sounded old.

"So many years have passed in a flash. Time really flies!”

"Fu An, you're old. You've served the Huo family for so many years. It's time for you to rest well.”Huo Butian's voice carried a sigh. Fu An, who was standing at the side, had tears in his eyes.

"Master, I can still work for another ten or twenty years. I can't leave this place for the rest of my life.”Fu An said with a trace of sobs.

Huo Butian didn't say anything. He remembered that someone from the World Conference had come a month ago.

"Huo Butian, our Tianxia Huixiong Sect Master sees that you are a talent and wants to recruit you.”Xue Antian said proudly as he stood in front of Huo Butian.

"Our Huo Family has always been neutral and has never joined any gang.”

"Please tell Sect Leader Xiong that our Huo Family will not join the World Association.”Huo Butian cupped his hands and replied.

Thinking of this, Huo Butian frowned. An ominous premonition lingered in his heart, making him unable to sleep. She sighed softly.

In a corner of the Huo Manor, a young man was holding a carving knife and carving on a piece of wood."Soon, soon. It should be fine tomorrow.”

The next day, the sun had just risen.

Pa, pa, pa!

The peaceful morning was disrupted by the loud firecrackers, Ye Feng frowned and opened his eyes.

Firecrackers were already ringing outside the Huo Manor, and an endless stream of people came to offer their blessings.

Ye Feng stood up, creak, he walked past the room and pushed open the window, the cold air made him more clear-headed, he looked at the Huo Manor in the distance.

"What a pity!"

"However, even if I don't come, there will be others.”

His eyes were calm, and the sword intent on his body began to build up. He stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

Beside the table, Ye Feng was wiping his long sword, he was wiping it inch by inch, the smooth blade of the sword was like a cold pond that reflected his calm gaze, he lightly touched the blade and nodded, his wrist moved as he drew the sword.

The sword returned to its sheath.

Huo Manor.

Shouts kept coming from outside the door.

"Elder Zhao Beiyan of the Yellow River Gang has arrived!"

"Lian Cheng Stronghold Chieftain Guan Lin has arrived!"

"The guardian of the Min River water stronghold, Sen Yan, has arrived!"

……

The shouts were endless and filled with joy.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, long time no see. How have you been?”Huo Butian greeted the person with a smile.

"Brother Huo, congratulations on your birthday today.”Zhao Beiyan waved his hand in congratulations.

"Ah! Brother Guan, why are you treating me like an outsider? Why did you bring so many things? Please come in!”Huo Butian stretched out his hand and smiled.

"Brother Sen, long time no see. Please come in!”

"Brother Wang, please come in!"

Huo Butian was so busy that he couldn't stop.

As soon as everyone entered the door, they saw rows of tables filling the entire courtyard. The Jianghu people were gathered in twos and threes, bragging and chatting.

Red lanterns hung high around the courtyard and hung under the eaves.

Everyone in the courtyard had already taken their seats. The entire hall was really bustling with noise.

Huo Butian looked outside the door and could no longer see anyone. He finally spat out the mouthful that was placed on his chest, and his smile became even wider.

In the middle of the courtyard.

Huo Butian stood there and exchanged greetings.

He was wearing a red robe that was filled with joy. There was a red rope tied on his head, and his hair was tied up behind his head. His eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were filled with joy.

"Friends of the martial world, heroes of the martial arts world!”

"Thank you, martial arts friends, for coming to congratulate me on my birthday despite your busy schedule. I don't deserve it!”

"Since you're here, everyone here is my friend. If there's any trouble in the future, as long as I can help, just tell me.”

"Everyone, sit down and don't stand on ceremony.”

"Today is my 50th birthday, and I have something to announce to everyone.”

Huo Butian cupped his hands and said to the people around him with a solemn expression.

"Today, I'm going to take in a foster son and let him inherit the Huo family's sword technique. I hope everyone can be witnesses.”

The guests sitting at the side were all surprised and asked,"Why didn't Manor Lord Huo pass the sword technique to his own son, but to his adopted son?”

Huo Butian smiled and pulled the young man beside him to everyone."This is my son Wu Jue. Because his aptitude is too dull, his adopted son…sigh!”

"Eh? Where's Jingyun?"

Huo Butian looked around and did not see the figure he was looking for. He was stunned for a moment and said to Fu An in the distance.

"Fu An, find Jingyun.”

Fu An hurriedly went to the place where Bu Jingyun usually stayed.

At this moment, a group of uninvited guests arrived outside the door.

The young man in the lead was dressed in a white robe. His long hair was like a waterfall, and his temperament was out of the world. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and his cold aura was threatening. From afar, he looked like a peerless beauty.

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the sparkling door sign that had been wiped clean.

"Huo Manor! What a pity." Ye Feng looked at the door and sighed in his heart, his expression turned cold.

Xiao Tong, who was outside the door, felt that something was wrong. The three people walking towards him had a cold aura around them.

He had just been stopped to ask who it was, but all he saw was a palm.

A clean and neat palm strike!

From the moment Ye Feng attacked to the end, it was only a few seconds.

The stone slabs on the ground cracked, and the tiles on the wall were lifted up. The palm force swept up a strong wind and blasted into the courtyard.

The first chapter.

Thank you for the gifts, but…only two of them were injured.。But I will still work hard to write.

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading