Seven days later.☆→

The coast of the Bohai Sea.

The cold wind is like a knife, and the clouds are thick.

The dark clouds dyed like thick ink drooped and fell in the sky, connecting parallel to the endless ocean, but when the sea breeze roared, the waves rolled, the rolling waves rose dozens of feet, hitting the reefs by the sea, making a rumbling sound like thunder, as if indicating the arrival of a big storm!

In the dark clouds, there were arcs of electric light, cracking through wisps of lightning. Suddenly, a thunderbolt tear apart the sky, reflecting the gloomy sky, and the sky was pale in an instant.

Click!

The dazzling lightning split the entire sky into two, splitting it into two halves, and the ocean surface was also shaken, causing another huge wave to storm and sweep away.

The waves were wrapped in Pang Pei's power and collided on the cliffs on the shore, and the thunderous echoes trembled continuously. In the surging waves, there was a pale figure, like a ghost in the deep sea, walking towards the beach beside the rock step by step.

His pace was not fast or slow, but he fell every step but was very stable. A string of footprints was left on the beach, and each footprint was one foot and seven inches apart. Even if he was measured with a ruler, he was not so accurate.

There was another flash of lightning in the thick clouds, and with the pale arc, the appearance of this person could be vaguely seen.

I saw his hair shawl with a slim face, his hands, feet, face and skin were all burnt into bronze. Suddenly, he looked like a statue of steel carved portrait.

As the wind and waves roared, his eyes were still as sharp as a lightning bolt, which could burn anyone in the world who dared to look at him. In his hand, he held a six-foot-long black-shewn sword. The back of his palm was already bursting with blue veins. It seemed that he would rather lose everything in the world than relax the sword for a moment.

After the ship was destroyed, this man walked up step by step from the bottom of the sea with an iron sword. The waves like mountains could turn the place close to the sky into a natural barrier, but they could not slow down his steps. Even if the roaring waves could destroy the city and the mountains, they could not shake his body.

Not only has he trained his body inside and outside into steel, but his spirit is as hard as a rock that has never been worn for thousands of years. Once he has determined his goal, he will never change.

I saw him walking ashore for a few more steps, and his body fell down, but before the moment he fell, his body was still straight like a gun, and his eyes were still as sharp as lightning!

The long night faded, the clouds gradually faded, and the dawn fell on the sleeping man on the beach. He suddenly turned over and jumped up. His left palm tightly grasped the long sword again, his movements were light and quick, and the pen was difficult to describe, but he would never waste a little more energy. His body suddenly stood up and his muscles all over his body immediately relaxed.

His clothes were not dry yet, and his body was covered in sand, mud and dirt, but he never reached out to slap his hands, but just took out a bag of oil cloth from his arms.

There was a page in the bag that depicted extremely detailed maps, and a silk book full of names and places. He looked at it for a while and murmured: "Laoshan...Feihemen...Green Cranes and Willow Pines..."

"Green Crane" Liu Song has become famous for more than 40 years. He has refined the crane palm, clutch claws and clan feather needles, and has known as the three masters. Since he founded the sect in Lu and established a sect, he has undoubtedly become a sect craftsman.

Liu Song had a bad temper when he was young. He went to Laoshan alone and slashed the eight heroes of Laoshan with one hand. Since then, he has gained the reputation of "Qinghe". However, as he grows older, his qi cultivation skills are becoming more and more advanced. In recent years, he has rarely taken action. Even his disciples are in the family, it is difficult to see his three great talents in the past. He only knows that Liu Song is stronger and stronger, and his skills are becoming more and more exquisite and profound.

There were seven disciples under Liu Song's seat, the youngest one also went to the army and the world eight years ago. His seven disciples were all extraordinary, all of whom made their name in the world. Some were famous martial arts heroes, some were knights wandering around the world, some became famous gang bosses in the underworld, but some also entered the court and sat in the position of the Six Gate General...

In this way, the Feihe Gate is intricately connected in the black and white network, which naturally makes the Feihe Gate rise and the reputation of Liu Song is at its peak.

On this day, it was the 77th birthday banquet of Liu Song. Guests in the Liu Mansion gathered in a row, talking and laughing, and it was very lively. There were traffic outside the mansion, and there were still many guests coming in a constant stream.

Among these guests are both famous figures on the white path, Fang Xiongjie on the underworld, and even local government forces... If it were ordinary times, so many people with complex components gathered together, I would probably have been knives long ago. But today is Liu Song’s birthday party, who dares to be so ignorant and seek revenge here?

Although Liu Song was seventy-seven years old, he did not look old all over his body. His eyes were bright and bright, and he was no longer as cold as a blade when he was young, just because he had restrained his sharpness and had no need to look intimidating. As his reputation grew, he had a forceful power.

He sat upright on the main seat, like a tiger lying on the dragon, with a mighty spirit. He pressed his hands on his knees without any wrinkles. From these hands, he could not tell that he was an old man close to eighty years old!

Not many people dare to try the power of these hands. Those who dare to try were eventually broken, and there were many famous masters in the world.

Liu Song's reputation was not only supported by his disciples, but by his own hands.

Although there are many guests coming to celebrate the birthday today, there are very few people who need Liu Song to come out to greet him personally. Among the hundreds of guests, only a handful of them have this qualification.

These people are naturally very high-ranking figures in the world. After welcoming these people to the VIP seat, Liu Song reminisces with the people. As for other guests, there are naturally people from the palace or disciples to welcome them.

After the banquet, the atmosphere inside and outside the Liu Mansion was even more lively. There were cups and laughter everywhere. Most of the people came to pay their birthday wishes. Naturally, the chatting was also some interesting things in the martial arts world, or some of the newly rising experts in the martial arts world!

In the midst of the crowds, several short screams suddenly sounded, and then they stopped abruptly.

Bang bang bang!!!

Several figures seemed to be hit by a surging force, flying backwards from outside the mansion, crossing more than ten feet apart, and crashing into the hall. Several tables of banquets were immediately overturned, causing a burst of noise.

"What happened?"

"Who dares to make trouble at Feihe Gate?"

Many guests in the hall were stunned. Until this time, many people still did not come to their senses. However, when they saw the few people who fell to the ground, some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Just because of the few people who fell in Heng, one of them was Liu Song's most beloved disciple Fang Qingyun, known as the "Crane Leather Sword"!

This nickname means that Fang Qingyun used his sword technique, which was like a crane feather flying. It was not only varied, but also as complex as the feathers of a flying crane, but also extremely fast. Unfortunately, Fang Qingyun has now become a wounded crane with broken wings. His hands were broken, and he collapsed on the ground and could no longer get up.

"Junior brother!" Liu Song's other six disciples also responded quickly, exclaiming Fang Qi, and had already squeezed out the crowd. Seeing Fang Qingyun's weak eyes, his eyes were so angry that he was angry, "Who is it? Who dares to act rashly?"

"What a courageous thing, I dare to come to my Feihe Sect to provoke me!"

A sound of footsteps rang out.

The sound came from outside the mansion, and obviously did not exert any internal force or body movement, and just walked inward in an ordinary way, like an ordinary person who did not have any martial arts skills.

But if it were an ordinary person, how could he dare to go to Feihe Sect to provoke, and he would not be able to make Fang Qingyun break his wings.

The choking sound rang like a long dragon. Without anyone's instructions, dozens of Feihe Sect disciples drew their swords and drew their swords to meet them.

Yan Hongyue, the eldest disciple under Liu Song, was quite handsome and had a sacred demeanor. He looked at the dozens of Feihe Sect disciples who were facing the enemy and said in a deep voice: "My junior brother is seriously injured, don't move him first. Doctor Yan is also in the mansion today. Sixth junior brother, go and ask him to take action to treat the younger brother's injuries. The rest of the junior brothers will go out with me-!"

Yan Hongyue sneered and said sternly: "Mr. Yan wants to see who is the sacred place, and dare to disturb Master's birthday party."

"Yes!" Although the other four people were already famous, they still respected Yan Hongyue, the senior brother, and received the order with stern apology.

Yan Hongyue turned around, looked at the guests gathered in the courtyard again, clasped his fists and said, "I'm scared to you all the guests. Please don't panic. Wait for a moment, and wait for the younger brothers Yan to go out and send the villains away, and come and apologize to you all the guests again."

After saying that, he led the four junior brothers out.

However, most of the people in the martial arts world are there. If you see too many conflicts in this kind of world, you will naturally not be so scared. Moreover, the power of Feihe Sect is getting bigger and bigger, and not everyone is used to it. It is just that due to the other party's power, this is not the case.

He dared to offend easily, but in his heart he laughed at someone who was cleaning up his face at the Liu Songshou Banquet. Many people even watched the fun without much trouble. They had the mentality of watching the show for this sudden incident.

Therefore, many martial arts people in the courtyard also left the seat, followed Yan Hongyue and others toward the outer courtyard, hoping to see who dared to come to Feihe Gate to provoke.

"Kill!" As soon as Yan Hongyue and others stepped into the outer courtyard, they immediately heard the shrill shouts of killing. He was calm and angry. When he looked closely, his face suddenly changed.

But in the courtyard, there were figures flying, swords and swords flashing, and dozens of Feihe Sect disciples or swords slashed and used all their strength to surround a man in white robe. Dozens of weapons whistled and killed with strong wind.

The man in white robe was carrying a black-shewn sword, but he did not draw the sword, and still walked forward slowly. His steps were not strong or light, because he did not exert any internal force or body movement on his steps.

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