The secret practitioner's words were like a clap of thunder that exploded in the crowd.
The martial artists in the square who had come because of his fame looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with shock.?
The peaceful winds of Peach Blossom Island!
This name was too resounding.
At least in the past few days, it had been mentioned countless times.
It even suppressed the limelight of his retirement.
After a moment of silence, the crowd erupted into a violent commotion.
The sound of discussion was endless.
"Ning Feng? The genius who could resist the golden soldiers alone, transform sound waves into eighteen weapons, and send out the ghostly soldiers to help?”
"Moreover, you can teleport and use the Sunflower Acupoint Striking Hand in a large area!”
"I didn't expect him to come here. And now that I've seen him, he's indeed as beautiful as the rumors say!”
"It can be said to be the independence of a lone pine tree, towering like a jade mountain about to collapse!”
"I didn't expect to be able to see Ning Feng in person at Sect Leader Liu's Golden Basin Washing Hands Assembly.”
“.......”
With the arrival of Ning Feng, the atmosphere at the scene directly rose to a boiling point.
The discussion among the itinerant cultivators was still going on, and their gazes were firmly fixed on Ning Fang.
However, even so, there were still people who spoke frivolously.
"This appearance and temperament are indeed rare!”
"But what you said is all fake! That's just three people becoming a tiger!"
"As martial artists, it's better for us not to listen to rumors!”
"His strength might not be bad, but I don't think it's as good as the rumors say!”
Some of the wandering cultivators who thought they were sober retorted.
Those who believed them were too lazy to argue with them.
Instead, he turned his gaze to Ning Feng.
His eyes were filled with admiration, and his heart was unable to calm down.
And it wasn't just them.
Even those sect leaders who came to congratulate Liu Zhengfeng also looked over at Ning Feng.
The light in his eyes flickered.
They had not expected that the rumored Ning Feng would actually come here.
For a moment.
Ning Feng became the focus of the entire arena.
He did not have any change in expression when he felt these burning gazes.
He lifted his leg and stepped forward.
Ta!
A crisp footstep sounded.
Ning Feng walked step by step from the door to the innermost part.
Huang Rong, who was beside him, followed closely behind Ning Feng, her footsteps cheerful.
In a short while, they passed by the square of the wandering cultivators at the outermost area.
He arrived at the location where the various sects were standing.
As Ning Feng went deeper and deeper, the gazes of the various sects and forces standing on both sides became even more heated.
However, Ning Feng wasn't affected at all and continued to stroll leisurely.
However, he was also secretly sizing up these martial arts forces.
What surprised him was that…
These sects did not seem to be the only ones that appeared in the original novel, The Laughing Proud in the World.
Other than the Qingcheng Sect, the Taishan Sect, the Huashan Sect, the Heng Mountain Sect, the Kongtong Sect, and so on.
There were also some other forces inside.
For example, the Wudang Sect, who was standing on the left side of the room and wearing Taoist attire.
All of them were filled with righteousness. The middle-aged man in the lead was sizing up Ning Feng with interest.
There was also Shaolin on the right. He was wearing Buddhist monk robes and had a kind expression.
When Ning Feng walked over, he was still muttering Amitabha.
This included a group of people standing beside Shaolin Temple. They were dressed in shabby clothes and had messy hair.
Without asking, he knew that this was the Beggar's Sect, which was known to have the most disciples and the largest sect in the world.
Other than them.
There were also some unknown forces in the martial world present.
In just a short while, Ning Fang had already walked to the innermost position.
"Brother Ning!"
"Please sit down!"
Liu Zhengfeng, who had already stood up and waited, saw Ning Feng coming over. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly greeted him.
Ning Feng picked a seat and sat down.
He narrowed his eyes and scanned the large sects.
"I didn't expect that Liu Zhengfeng would come to so many sects after retiring!”
Looking at the people standing on both sides, he thought to himself.
The moment he sat down, the various sect leaders began to discuss.
Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect withdrew her bright and beautiful eyes from Ning Feng and asked Mistress Annihilation softly.
"Master!"
"Is what those people said just now true?”
"Is this person called Ning Feng that powerful?”
Priestess Miejue was silent for a moment before speaking.
"Half true, half false!"
"There will always be embellishment in such rumors!”
"But his strength is definitely extraordinary!”
Zhou Zhiruo replied softly when she heard this.
Then, she looked up at Ning Feng, thinking about something.
As for the people of the Kongtong Sect, when they looked at Ning Feng, their gazes were rather unfriendly.
"Ning Feng?"
"How did Liu Zhengfeng get involved with him?”
"There won't be any changes in the following matters, right?”
An old man said.
"Humph!"
"He's just a kid!"
"What kind of variables can happen?"
"Just wait for the people from Mount Song Sect to come!”
Another old man snorted coldly and said.
Different discussions were happening in the various sects.
They might have thought that others couldn't hear it, but Ning Feng heard everything.
"Mount Song Sect?"
"It seems that what should come will come!”
Ning Feng's eyes drooped as he thought to himself.
At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng, the main character of this conference, spoke.
"Since everyone is here!"
"Then let the meeting begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A group of maids came in with a golden basin and placed it on a wooden platform.
Liu Zhengfeng walked over and glanced at everyone.
He cupped his fists.
"Heroes and friends!"
"Everyone has come from afar. It has been a tough journey. I am extremely grateful for Liu Zhengfeng!”
"Today, I will wash my hands of the past and withdraw from the martial world. From now on, I, Liu Zhengfeng, will not interfere with the various grievances in the martial world!”
After saying that, he cupped his fists at the people around him.
The sect leaders were somewhat absent-minded, their gazes still falling on Ning Feng, intentionally or unintentionally.
However, they still cupped their fists in response.
Seeing this, Liu Zhengfeng nodded.
Ning Feng opened his eyes slightly and cupped his hands towards Liu Zhengfeng.
Then, he looked at the door.
From there, he could already sense a large group of people rushing over.
"Mount Song Sect! Thirteen Gangsters!"
Ning Feng's lips curled up as he thought to himself.
Just as Liu Zhengfeng was about to put his hand into the golden basin.
The hurried footsteps had already reached the door. Everyone looked over and saw a large group of people charging in with swords and sabers.
The leader was Fei Bin, one of the Thirteen Gangsters of Mount Song Sect.
He held a small flag in his hand and said in a clear voice.
"The flag of the alliance leader of the Five Mountains is here. Senior Brother Liu, I'm afraid your retirement will end here!”
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