"Gang Leader! Gang Leader! Not good!"
Wen Chouchou hurriedly walked in from outside the door. Large beads of sweat appeared on his face as he leaned against the door and panted.
"What's the matter? Why are you so flustered?"
From the moment Wen Chouchou came in, Xiong Ba's eyes had never left the chessboard in front of him. The chess piece in his hand had not been placed down, as if he was waiting for something.
"Gang Leader! Young Master! Him! He left the World Association!" Wen Chouchou slowly calmed his breathing.
"Pa!"
"Absolute Kill!" The black piece in Xiong Ba's hand fell and cut off nineteen pieces of the white piece. The dragon that the white piece had transformed into was firmly fixed in place.
"No worries!" He looked at the chessboard in front of him, and his face was full of dignity. The corners of his mouth curled up and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"But! Gang Leader…"
Wen Chouchou was about to say something when Xiong Ba, who was sitting on the golden Phoebe Wood throne, raised his right hand and pointed it at Wen Chouchou.
Seeing Xiong Ba's gesture, he hurriedly shut his mouth and covered his mouth with the feather fan in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of him.
"I think Feng 'er is just going out to relax. He will come back before the wedding.”
Xiong Ba's voice was deep and his tone was unquestionable. Wen Chouchou could only reply,"Yes, sir! Gang Leader! I understand!"
"Hurry up and prepare for Kong Ci's wedding!”He waved his right hand, bringing with him a rainbow-like aura that swept out a gust of wind.
Wen Chouchou hurriedly bowed and retreated. He lowered his head and looked at the ground. He did not dare to look at the figure in front of him. No one knew what he was thinking.
After Wen Chouchou left, Xiong Ba slowly withdrew his hand that was holding the chess piece, smiling faintly.
"Feng 'er, I want to see how you can break out of this situation!”
Bamboo courtyard.
Kong Ci looked at the shimmering gold and the haggard face reflected in the smooth bronze mirror. The tears on her face were still lingering, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Flying Cloud Hall.
Bu Jingyun sat alone on the roof with his arms crossed over his legs and his hands pressed against his chin. He murmured,""Kong Ci, you will completely belong to me alone!”
At the foot of the mountain.
Ye Feng was dressed in black clothes, his long hair was flowing down his back, he was riding on his horse as he galloped into the distance. The two sect members standing at the foot of the mountain looked at each other, they did not know why Young Sect Master would go out at this time, a month later was the wedding of Sect Master's adopted daughter.
The World Association was different from the past. It was now the number one sect in the world. It could be said that there were people watching the World Association's every move at all times.
Not long after Ye Feng left World Union, he saw countless messenger birds flying out from some remote corners or dark forests, flying in all directions.
One month was enough.
On the first day, Ye Feng's journey was peaceful, not to mention bandits, he did not even encounter any robbery, he did not even encounter a hero saving a damsel in distress.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse.
At this moment, a group of people with lofty aspirations in the pugilistic world had gathered outside Tong Fu Inn, some wanted to rebel against the World Association, some wanted to become famous overnight, and some wanted to take revenge on Ye Feng.
These few years, there were not many people who died in Ye Feng's hands, most of them were famous people, there were also some famous martial artists and notorious villains.
"Humph! The young master of the World Association dares to leave the World Association alone. We gathered so many Jianghu people here today to kill him."”
Among the many people surrounding the inn, a handsome young man was currently in high spirits as he greeted the people who had rushed over with his hands clasped together.
"Young Master Meng! You're a famous swordsman in Shu. We'll be depending on you today!”A burly man with a face full of beard flattered.
"Alright, alright. Since everyone is almost here, let's start!”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone drew their swords and short knives, and there were even some strange weapons.
"Creak!"
The door of the inn was slowly pushed open, and a cold wind blew past everyone's bodies. For some reason, it stirred up a chill.
A figure walked out of the door. At first glance, other than his extraordinary appearance and extraordinary temperament, he looked like a banished immortal walking in the world.。
However, the man in front of them who looked like a banished immortal was the person they came to kill tonight.
"Is everyone here?"
Ye Feng's voice was extremely calm, be it his gaze or expression, he was still calm and indifferent.
In an instant, everyone was stunned and did not react. Then, someone shouted angrily,"This person is too arrogant. He actually dares to ask us if we're all alive!”
"If I don't tear him into pieces today, I won't be able to vent my anger!”A man holding a sword with a gloomy expression said in a cold tone.
"Yes! That's right! Kill him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone rushed over like lightning. The air was filled with knives, spears, swords, and halberds, and countless True Qi filled the sky.
"Clang!"
The long sword let out a crisp sound, bringing out a snow-like sword body. The sword light was like water, sparkling.
A soaring sword will shot into the sky. This was the first time the moonlight shone here tonight. It was as if there was a sword of Damocles hanging above everyone's heads. The cold light was already firmly pressed against their heads.
"What an astonishing aura, such powerful sword intent!”
"If we don't get rid of this child, we will never have a day of peace!”
Everyone's expression changed drastically. They circulated the Genuine Qi in their bodies to the limit. The aura on their bodies became stronger, and the weapons in their hands became sharper.
"Impossible!" Meng Xinghe and the others, who were still charging forward, were visibly moved. They moved even faster, and their Genuine Qi surged. The sinister aura between their beautiful faces intensified, revealing the injustice in their hearts.
Ye Feng's long sword swept across, a sharp sword shadow rippled through the air, it was like an avalanche, a sea of blood appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
These people were already lying on the ground. The smell of blood was so thick that it made people feel nauseous. Broken limbs could be seen everywhere. The faces of the dead were filled with fear as if they had seen something terrifying.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Meng Xinghe's right arm, which was holding the sword, had long disappeared. His hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in blood. His pupils constricted, and the only thing left in his mind was the desire to live. He kept kowtowing, and his forehead was covered in blood.
"Young Master Ye, please spare my life, please spare my life, I won't do it again!”
As he kowtowed, he kept begging for mercy.
"My father is the famous hero of Shu, Meng Qianfeng. Please spare my life for my father's sake!”
Ye Feng approached step by step, he also kept moving back, in the end, his sword light flashed and blood splattered everywhere.
"Are they all dead?"
He glanced around indifferently. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he was not killing a person but an ant that he casually crushed.
"I've finally dealt with these annoying flies. We still have to travel tomorrow.”Ye Feng muttered to himself.
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