Less than a hundred people survived.
However, when they saw the terrifying scene in front of them, they were so scared that their faces turned pale. Their bodies were trembling, and they could not even hold their weapons steadily.
Li Feng floated down from the sky. He raised his head and glanced at a big tree hundreds of meters away. Then, his body floated up like a puff of smoke and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
When Li Feng disappeared, a figure slowly poked his head out from the tree.
"What terrifying strength. It's just that... The plane's killing intent is too heavy. Looking in the direction where Li Feng disappeared, that person's expression was solemn as he muttered.
As soon as he finished speaking, that person soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he had climbed up the tower. Under the moonlight, the man was wearing a Daoist robe. He had white hair and a white beard. He was old and frail. It was Wudang Sect's Zhan Sanfeng!
When they returned to the Ming Cult's stronghold, everyone was already resting. However, just as they reached the door, Li Feng had a thought." Someone " then pushed the door open without batting an eyelid.
"No regrets!"
Pushing open the door, he saw Yang Buhui lying on his bed, already asleep.
Li Feng was slightly stunned. He understood that this girl was probably waiting for him, but he fell asleep unknowingly.
Closing the door, he placed Yang Buhui on the bed and covered her with a blanket. Li Feng went to the courtyard and closed his eyes to cultivate.
Soon, the night passed!
Early in the morning, Yang Xiao came to find Li Feng and brought him a messenger pigeon.
After Li Feng opened it and read it, his expression instantly turned cold!
"Ancestor Zhu, Han Lin 'er…" Li Feng said coldly. With a jolt of true energy, the letter in his hand turned into ashes!
"Cult Master, what happened?" Yang Xiao asked, puzzled.
Li Feng said,"It seems that the Ming Cult is not as united as a piece of iron."
Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment before he instantly understood.
" Left Emissary Yang, get ready. We will leave Dadu and head south to Jinling," Li Feng said coldly.
When they left Light Summit, Li Feng had called all the rebel armies under his command back to Light Summit. Most of them went, but a few ignored Li Feng's orders and found excuses to refuse to go!
Just as Yang Xiao was about to leave, a figure flew into the courtyard and landed in front of Li Feng. He knelt down and said,"Your subordinate, the Right Envoy of Light, Fan Yao, pays his respects to the Cult Master."
"Fan Yao!"
Yang Xiao was shocked. He looked at Fan Yao and found him familiar!
Fan Yao took off the mask on his face. He was covered in scars, but his handsome face could still be seen!
" Cult Master, he is indeed Fan Yao, Ming Cult's Right Emissary of Light," Yang Xiao said.
Li Feng nodded and helped Fan Yao up.
"Where have you been all these years? Why is there no news of you? And why have you become like this?"
Fan Yao said," When I accidentally learned that the imperial court was going to attack the Ming Cult, I sneaked into the Ruyang Mansion and became Princess Zhao Min's master. I only decided to pay a visit to Cult Master after I heard that Cult Master and Left Emissary Yang had arrived in the capital a few days ago."
" Right Emissary Fan, I will definitely inform the Ming Cult of your contributions to the Ming Cult. When my cultivation improves, I will definitely help you recover your appearance," Li Feng said solemnly.
In the past, Fan Yao and Yang Xiao were known as the two immortals Xiaoyao. They were handsome and few people in the world could compare to them. They were willing to be disfigured for the Ming Cult. One could see their loyalty!
Hearing this, Fan Yao was excited and said,""This subordinate does not dare to claim credit!" To Fan Yao, who had given everything to the Ming Cult, it was undoubtedly the greatest reward to be acknowledged by the Cult Master and the Ming Cult members!
"You deserve this!" Li Feng patted his shoulder and said,"We don't have to care about the imperial court anymore. You don't have to go back. Come back to the Ming Cult with us."?
"Yes, Cult Master." Fan Yao nodded.
... "Master Ku!"
An hour later, after packing up, Zhao Min appeared and saw Fan Yao. She was stunned and her expression changed slightly."You guys?"
"This is Ming Cult's Right Envoy of Light, Fan Yao," Li Feng said.
" Princess," Fan Yao cupped his hands and said. He had already heard from Yang Xiao about the ambiguous relationship between Zhao Min and Li Feng, so he was not rude.
Zhao Min gritted her teeth and said,"What a good Right Emissary of Light Fan Yao, hmph!”
"Big Brother Li, last night I…"
Yang Buhui walked over and looked at Li Feng's flushed face. He felt extremely awkward.
"Last night, you guys?" Zhao Min's eyes widened when she heard that. She stared at the two of them with anger on her face.
"What are you thinking?"
Li Feng rolled his eyes and said unhappily.
Yang Buhui's face was as red as blood. Sensing Yang Xiao's gaze, he hurriedly explained,""No, last night I went to look for Big Brother Li, but Big Brother Li wasn't there. After that, I fell asleep in Big Brother Li's room..."
Hearing this, Zhao Min heaved a sigh of relief and glared at Li Feng."Little thief, you didn't do anything to sister Buhui, right?”
"No, no."
Yang Buhui hurriedly said,"Big Brother Li didn't come back last night." However, there seemed to be a hint of disappointment hidden in his tone of explanation.
"Humph!"
Zhao Min snorted coldly and pulled Yang Buhui to the side. She didn't know what to say, but Yang Buhui's face became redder and redder.
Li Feng shook his head helplessly and said,"Let's go."
The group left the capital and headed south. In two hours, they had covered a distance of fifty miles.
"Perfected Zhang!"
In a forest, Li Feng and the others met Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang members that he had rescued.
'Cult Master Li' Zhang Sanfeng stood up and said,""Thank you for your help last night, Cult Master. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to save my disciples."
"It's nothing much, it's not worth mentioning," Li Feng said lightly.
"Is someone injured?" Li Feng looked over and saw someone lying on the ground. His aura was very weak.
Zhang Sanfeng sighed,"It's Qing Shu."
"He was injured by a burst of true qi. Now, the true qi is entrenched in his internal organs. Even I can't do anything about it."
"Humph!"
Li Feng laughed coldly in his heart. Song Qingshu's injuries were his handiwork, so how could he not know?
Suddenly, Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly looked up at Li Feng and said,"May I ask if Cult Master Li cultivates the 'Northern Dark Divine Technique'?”
"Northern Dark Divine Art?"
Other than Song Yuanqiao and the others, everyone present was stunned and did not understand what was going on.
"Perfected Zhang wants me to save him?”
At this moment, Song Yuanqiao seemed to have thought of something. His eyes darkened as he hurriedly ran over and said,"Sect Master Li, please save my son's life. What conditions do you have? As long as it doesn't violate Chivalry Sect's rules, I, Song Yuanqiao, won't decline!”
"Save? Or not?" Li Feng hesitated.
After all, he was the one who had caused Song Qingshu's injuries. If he didn't save him, it would only increase his hatred. If he saved her, he would be able to obtain a condition that the WuTang Sect had promised him, as well as a favorable impression of the WuTang Sect!
"Cult Master Li, please help us. I agree to the conditions of Yuanqiao. As long as it doesn't violate the rules of chivalry and the sect, the WuTang Sect will not decline any of Cult Master's requests!”Zhang Sanfeng also spoke up at this moment.
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