Chapter 48 Forty-eighth chapter Five swords slaying demons

Yi Feng laughed suddenly, his eyes swept over this "Little Sangmen" solemnly, and said: "Brothers in Kaifeng City, it's too disgraceful. You must know that I founded Tianzhengjiao to do a big business, but now they are using it as a signboard to bully others." Xiaosangmen trembled and fell on the ground, saying yes again and again, and Panlong's silver stick changed color in shock.Yi Feng saw it in his eyes and felt that the power of the "Heavenly Warlord" was really not small.I wandered through the rivers and lakes by myself, but I didn't expect to play such a role today.

At this moment, a subtle feeling suddenly passed through his heart. It should be noted that the word "power" is exactly what everyone has wanted since ancient times.Throughout the ages, countless heroic careers have been built on the word "power".It just depends on whether the person who holds the "power" uses it properly. "If you take 'power' as your slave and use it to make a career, then you are successful; but if you become a slave to 'power', then you are worthy of sorrow." Yi Feng felt emotional in his heart, his eyes moved, and suddenly he saw the four eyes of "Xiaosangmen" and "Panlong Silver Stick", looking at him, thought for a while, and said with a sneer:

"Master Jiang! There is a ancestral hall of the Bao family in Shilipu outside the city, you should know about it?" He paused for a while, without waiting for Jiang Boyang's answer, and then said: "At three o'clock tonight, Master Jiang will invite all the disciples under the Tianzheng Sect in Kaifeng who have duties to gather in the Bao's Temple." He stared: "Master Jiang! Can you recruit all the disciples in half a day?" Panlong Silver Cudgel also lowered its head at this moment, upon hearing this, he immediately responded: "Please don't worry, Hierarch. At midnight tonight, Boyang will open an altar in Bao's ancestral hall, waiting for the Hierarch's arrival. However——but if all the disciples in the city are recruited, the number..."

Yi Jian snorted coldly, stopped his words and said: "I'm talking about disciples with duties, you can hear me clearly." Jiang Boyang immediately bowed his head and said yes. Yi Feng sneered, flicked his sleeves slightly, turned around and walked out. Panlong Silver Cudgel hurriedly took three steps, followed behind, respectfully said: "Why did the leader leave here?" He lost his smile and said: "There are two altars of excellent Zhuyeqing here in Boyang. The leader may drink two cups before leaving, and let Boyang show some respect." Yi Feng hadn't stopped yet, he had already walked into the courtyard, and when he heard this, he smiled slightly and said:

"Master Jiang's kindness, I appreciate it. I won't bother you until I finish my business tomorrow." Panlong silver stick bent down and followed behind, the two men standing in front of the door also had the same expressions at this moment, standing beside them in horror, they didn't even dare to breathe out. Yi Feng walked out of the door, waved his hand to stop the gift of the Panlong silver stick, and walked all the way, but he couldn't help but feel a little funny. He walked out of the city all the way, and the spire of the glazed pagoda outside the city was shining golden in the setting sun.The shadow of the ancient city of Kaifeng, reflected by the setting sun, was also dragged down for a long time, pressing on him.

At this moment, he is extremely excited! He has carefully read the "Tian Xing Cheats" written by Wuqu Xingjun. Although he has not fully grasped the mysteries in it, for an inner master like him, as long as he comprehends a little bit of secrets, his skills can improve a lot. . In the past two years, although he has experienced many tortures and dangers, these tortures and dangers, not only did not knock him down, but made him stronger. Some things that were originally hopeless, but at this moment, there is also light. He knew that it was only a matter of time before these hopes were realized.

Although Xiao Nanpin's shadow left some sad warmth in his heart, he buried these deeply in his heart. He knows: If a man spends most of his energy and emotions on women when he has many things to do, it is a stupid mistake—even if this mistake is sweet and warm. So he found the Feihong swordsmen and told them what happened on his trip. Along the way, the "Flying Rainbow Swordsmen" have learned the status of "Heavenly Warfare" in the martial arts world. When Hua Pinqi knew that the "third younger brother" he had brought up since he was a child was actually ruling such a huge force in the martial arts at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little unspeakable in his heart.

Some humble feelings are shared by heroes and humble people, but heroes can suppress these feelings, so they can surpass others. The residence of Yi Feng and the Changbai swordsmen is in an inn under the glazed pagoda in the east of Kaifeng City, while Shishilipu is a small town in the west of Kaifeng City. The Bao Family Ancestral Hall is one of the best places in Shilipu. The ancient trees outside the ancestral hall are towering, lush and green, and the ancestral hall is also extremely clean.On a good day in Spring and Autumn, many people come here for an outing, and there are many chants written by poets and poets around the ancestral hall.

But that night, as soon as it got dark, groups of strong men in black suddenly appeared around Bao's ancestral hall, preventing anyone from taking a step forward. Some incense priests in Bao's ancestral hall were also driven to another earth temple for no reason. The people in Ershilipu saw that this ancestral hall was suddenly brightly lit, and there were many figures inside, and the later the day, the more people arrived. Why did so many people suddenly gather in this Bao's ancestral hall?It has become a mystery on the twenty-mile shop. After knocking on the third watch, some workers heard a sudden shrill scream coming from the Bao's ancestral hall.

There were also many big men covered in blood, who were interrogated from inside and ran around.This immediately caused a commotion in Shilipu, which has always been quiet. But none of these good citizens had the courage to explore the truth of the matter. The next day, someone had the courage to go to see this clean and refreshing Bao's ancestral hall, and there were bloodstains all over the floor. Of course they also guessed that this must be the murder of a reckless person, but who did the murder?Who was killed?It is not something that good people outside of the martial arts can guess.

It turned out that dozens of disciples under the rudder of Kaifeng were waiting for the master to drive in the ancestral hall of the Bao family—— There was silence inside and outside the Bao's ancestral hall, and not a word of loud voices could be heard.Panlong silver stick Jiang Boyang, wearing a golden gown, stood in front of the hall of the ancestral hall with his hands behind his back, and Chen Jingren, the small funeral gate, stood close by, but his heart was full of apprehension, as if the leader would come later and wanted to kill him surgery. There were three knocks on the bang of "Du, Du, Du" from a distance, Panlong's silver stick looked around, looked at the Tianzheng disciples around and shouted: "Brothers! Stand up in order, the leader is coming soon. Tonight, you can see the true face of the leader, this is also your good fortune—" Before the words were finished, there was a burst of ear-piercing laughter from all directions—— Five black-clothed and masked figures swept in from the four sides of the hall like the wind.Surrounding the Bao family's ancestral hall, there are hidden cards of Tianzhengjiao, but these five men in black don't know how they got there. Panlong Silver Cudgel's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "Friend! Where did it come from?" Just as the scolding stopped, a figure in black had come to him, they felt the cold light suddenly grow, and a streak of blue brilliance cut down towards him with shoulders and arms. Jiang Boyang came out of Songshan, his martial arts are not taken lightly, he shouted angrily, twisted his body, and dodged to the side, but this black-clothed man's movement is fast, his sword is like waves, "唰, 唰, 唰", three swords again.Jiang Boyang's eyes were full of coldness, the three stances of this sword can't be separated from his vital points. Although he tried his best to parry, but he didn't have a weapon in his hand, so his hands were naturally discounted.Although he yelled loudly, the man in black was silent and didn't say a word. There was a scream in his ear, and he recognized that it belonged to Chen Jingren of the Xiaosangmen. He glanced at it, and the Xiaosangmen covered his chest with his hands, blood gushed out, his body swayed a few times, and then fell down. Then, there were screams in the hall, mixed with the sneering and shouting of these men in black. Panlong silver stick Jiang Boyang's heart is getting more and more confused, but the opponent's sword moves are getting more and more fierce, the sword is so fierce and mysterious, Jiang Boyang, who is famous all over the world, has never seen it before! In his panic, he moved his palms slightly, and saw wisps of blue light coming straight in from the shadow of his palms, and then his right arm was cold, and a gash several feet long was cut. He thought about it for several times, knowing that the general situation was over, he suddenly punched like the wind, two tiger and tiger punches, and used the two most exquisite moves in "Shaolin Zhanghu Fist". This is the unique skill of a famous master. Although the clothes man is very skilled, he can't help but take a step back. As for the Panlong silver stick, Jiang Boyang, just as his punch was released and the opponent's body retreated slightly, he suddenly lengthened his body, swished his heels hard, and rushed out backwards. He had already measured the terrain, with his toes a little on the altar behind him, his figure turned slightly, and flew out of the window like an arrow.At this moment, he put his life first, and even though he heard the screams of the Tianzheng believers in the hall, he couldn't care less. He retreated all the way, only to realize that the hidden cards lying outside the Ci hall were actually restrained by others, so he was even more surprised by the skill of these black-clothed masked men.But up to this moment, he was still in the dark and didn't know the origin of these strange men in black. So Tian Zhengjiao suffered such a major setback that he had never suffered before in Kaifeng City inexplicably.And these are naturally Yi Feng's masterpieces. Yi Feng and the "Flying Rainbow Swordsmen", masked in black, took the night to pick up the sub-helm of the Kaifeng City of Tianzhengjiao, but they also knew that they couldn't stay in Kaifeng for a long time, so they went around the city from Ershilipu. The horses galloped in the dark all night, and the "Feihong Swordsmen" hid outside the pass for a long time. It was not until tonight that they were considered to be very fast. Even Hua Pinqi, who had known his fate for a long time, was riding on the horse at this moment, talking non-stop.