The road leading to the dock from Songjiang Prefecture was squeezed out. Fortunately, the avenue was spacious enough. The people watching were three floors and three floors outside, and a piece of open space the size of a racecourse was enclosed. The vendors collected all the transactions. The roofs and the surrounding buildings were crowded with people. In short, all the lively people around here came.

On the open space, Zou Liang and Lin Yehuo were about ten steps apart, fighting opposite each other.

"Master of the Hall."

At this time, the white-haired old man walked forward a few steps and asked Lin Yehuo in a low voice, "Or why should I do it?"

Zhan Zhao looked at the old man. He hadn't looked at him carefully before, but he thought it was the old housekeeper next to Lin Yehuo, just a thin and tall white-haired old man.

Now that he heard that he wanted to fight instead of Lin Yehuo, Zhan Zhao looked carefully.

This old man is about sixty or seventy years old? I can't tell the actual age. He has white hair like snow, short hair, and handsome appearance. He must be very handsome when he was young. Seeing that he was extraordinary and stylish, Zhan Zhao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember who he was, so he asked Bai Yutang beside him, "Who is this old man?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "I don't know you."

"You haven't seen it before?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

Bai Yutang was amused and crying, "I am not very familiar with Huofengtang."

Before Lin Yehuo could speak, Zou Liang asked, "Are you afraid?"

Lin Yehuo smiled and spread his hands at the old man, "Do you look? If you don't hit me, I'm afraid of the mute."

The old man glanced at Zou Liang, didn't say anything, and took a step back.

At this time, the crowd on one side of Huofengtang divided the two sides.

A few people walked up... There was a stir in the surrounding people.

The few people who walked up were a scholar wearing a light gray gown, holding a black iron fan in his hand. He was thin and looked very weak, with a slight eyebrows and a bitter face.

Next to the scholar, a woman in a long black dress, about thirty years old, very beautiful, plump and noble. She was behind her hands, holding a flute, tying her black hair, pinning a handful of black hair with a red hairpin, hanging a string of red beads on one side, and to the left of her thick red lips, a mole the size of a red rice grain was very charming.

Another one was a boy, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a short blue dress, and was dumb. He hugged his arms with his hands, held a toothpick in his mouth, dragging a pair of torn straw sandals, his legs were long and short, and his hair was standing up like a hedgehog. His hair was obviously as hard as Ouyang Shaozheng, but Ouyang's hedgehog's head was bright red, while his one was black. Perhaps because of his hairstyle, his head looked particularly big and pretty, with big eyes, but his mouth was slightly crooked, looking very arrogant.

The last one is a young man carrying a shield.

This man is gentle and gentle, about twenty years old, has a lotus-colored short shirt, soft armor, and two pairs of particularly delicate black iron sleeves on both hands to protect his wrists. I don’t know what iron cast on the shield is, it is black, and the patterns on the shield cannot be seen from the front, but the edge is covered with engraved edges, looking like a millipede...

As soon as the four people walked out, everyone in Huofeng Hall immediately saluted and called out "Assistant Hall Master"

Lin Yehuo turned around and looked disgusted, "Why are you here?"

The 17 or 18-year-old boy found a horse stone and squatted and asked him, "Don't you say you've fought with Bai Yutang alone? Why did you fight with Zhao's army?"

The scholar's eyebrows were hung a little more, "Mutuality is the most important! Fighting is not good..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman in black next to him kicked him, "Stop talking, otherwise he will be beaten again."

The scholar of Bazimei shook his head and muttered alone, "Is fighting bad? Everyone has something to do and can discuss..."

The man with a shield on his back finally took off the shield, leaned against him with one hand, and didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for the fight.

Zhan Zhao looked at his shield and frowned, "Ming Shield..."

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhan Zhao, and said nothing.

"What is the Nether Shield?" Gongsun asked Zhan Zhao curiously.

"The Nether Shield is the head of ten thousand shields." Bai Yutang whispered, "It is said that it was removed from the door leading to the entrance to the underworld, and no one can break it. Therefore, the shield is an eighteen-layer purgatory map carved out of black gold to block the fierce ghosts."

After Bai Yutang finished speaking, the young man suddenly turned his shield gently and was ahead of his head...

I saw that the front of the shield had indeed engraved the eighteen-layer Purgatory Picture. There was a ghost face in it, which was extremely scary, but also extremely delicate.

"This thing is like the Marquis of Xinting, and is an antique." Ouyang Shaozheng said, raising his eyebrows, "Ming Deng Suqing."

Everyone was slightly surprised - it turned out that this was the second master of Huofeng Hall, Mindun Suqing, he was one of the few people in the world who used shields as weapons, why was he so young?

"That woman is about the same age as your Aunt Hong." Yin Hou told Zhan Zhao, "Her name is Zhuge Yin."

Everyone was shocked, "Madam Zhuge?"

Mr. Yin nodded.

This Mrs. Zhuge is the honorable title of Zhuge Yin by the people of the Jianghu. Zhuge Yin is the descendant of the ancient Yin Sect. The ancient Yin Sect is one of the most mysterious sects. Everyone in the sect is good at music and uses sound to transmit internal power. The magic sound is unpredictable, and the internal power is profound and you are not careful. Zhuge Yin is a very low-key person in the Jianghu. He doesn't care much about the affairs of the Jianghu, but he is a top-notch master.

"The young man is called Sang Ben." Ouyang told everyone, "He is the number one strong man in the Western Regions."

Everyone looked at the thin and tall boy in surprise, feeling incredible.

Most of the people in the Western Regions have tall horses and strong strength. The people there also advocate strong men. There are often strong men competitions, either comparing wrestling or comparing strength.

"He is born with divine power, and he is also a specialty in practicing this kung fu. Don't look at his young and famous hero from the Frontier." Ouyang's opinion of the lazy boy was quite high.

"And that depressed bag."

Zhu Ying came up and said, "Don't look discouraged, he has a very good kung fu and has a gentle temper. If he gets angry, it will be interesting."

"How interesting?" Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang asked together.

Ziying smiled and said, "I have seen him before. Once we got news that the Liao soldiers were preparing to attack a village. Zheying and I rushed over with hundreds of people to help. Unexpectedly, we were blocked by a group of Liao soldiers halfway through. It was too late to get to the village. I originally thought that blood must flow into a river... It was indeed blood into a river when we arrived, but the Liao soldiers were killed. At that time, he happened to pass by the village. He defeated thousands of Liao soldiers alone, and didn't even have a drop of blood on his body."

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This kid's brain is not normal." Zheying stretched out two fingers and shook it. She was usually one person, but if she was angry, she was another person. Sometimes she even quarreled with her, and it seemed that there were two people living in her body.

"oh……"

After he said this, Zhan Zhao suddenly remembered, "Twin Ghost Fan Luo Zimu?"

Ouyang nodded.

Everyone looked at each other. These four masters with extremely high reputation but extremely low-key reputation in the world were actually the deputy masters of Huofeng Hall.

"That white-haired old man..."

At this time, the Heavenly Lord suddenly said something.

Everyone slapped and looked back at him - Who is the old man?

Tianzun smiled faintly and asked Bai Yutang, "Don't you know him?"

Bai Yutang frowned and looked back at the old man. He didn't feel familiar. He had a good memory and would definitely know him if he had seen him, but... he had seen him be with Lin Yehuo before, and he thought he should be an assistant hall master or something.

Bai Yutang turned around and asked Tianzun, "Should I know him?"

"His surname is Liu, and his name is Liu Hanxing." Tianzun smiled slightly, "He is your grandfather's fellow disciple and your mother's uncle."

Bai Yutang was stunned for a while and shook his head, "I haven't heard of this person's name before."

"Because he is not walking around in the world." Tianzun said with his hands behind his back, "He was expelled from the master."

"My grandfather never mentioned him." Bai Yutang was puzzled, "Has there been a festival?"

"On the contrary, they are good friends." Tianzun said, "He is a very interesting person. In short, Boss Lin Yehuo of Huofeng Tang brought out those five masters and instantly defeated all the sects of the Central Plains martial arts world. Except for the Demon Palace and the Zhao family army, no sect can compete with them anymore. Those Shaolin Wudang will be given free unless..."

"Unless what?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Unless you and Zhan Zhao form another sect and a mouse cat sect." After Tianzun said that, Yin Hou let out a "pop" and Ouyang and others also covered their mouths.

The little fourth son raised his face and said, "Rat Cat Pian?"

Zhan Zhao squinted his eyes, "It's obviously a cat-and-mouse school."

"Not good." Bai Yutang shook his head, "It's like Uncle Cat's, the Mouse Cat's Practice is better."

Zhan Zhao's mouth twitched.

Lin Yehuo turned around and glanced at everyone, feeling like he was holding his forehead and dragging his family with his family.

Just then, I suddenly heard a riot behind the crowd, and a small black shadow jumped into the air...

Everyone looked into the distance and saw a child in black who seemed to be unable to squeeze in. He jumped into the air and jumped in on the heads of the onlookers, shouting, "Why did you leave me behind?"

All the five masters turned back.

Lin Yehuo held his forehead, who brought this little ancestor?

Zhan Zhao and others were surprised - what kind of child is this? The voice is still full of childish voice, but this lightness and internal strength...

As the child spoke, he jumped down from the crowd and landed easily.

Everyone looked at it again. It was a little baby of seven or eight years old. His skin was slightly dark, but he looked very handsome! He looked like he was a foreign or mixed race. His facial features were handsome, his eyes were embarrassed and charming, and his eyes were so black that it was so black. He was wearing very well, with a short black brocade robe, a black gold crown on his head, and black hair was pinned.

As soon as the child showed up, many people present couldn't help but exclaim. Gongsun couldn't help but say, "Good materials!"

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang also nodded - this child has a unique skeleton, long hands, long feet, and excellent figure. It is definitely a rare piece of martial arts practice material.

Mr. Yin touched his chin, "Yeah? This kid is extremely talented! He is comparable to Zhao when he was a child!"

Tianzun nodded, "I don't know what kind of nature is? As long as you are not a little bad guy, who will accept him as your disciple, you will definitely have a future."

"It's too late." Lin Yehuo smiled slightly, "I'm already my apprentice."

"Tsk." The child was quite unwilling to buy it, "Who lets you be your master!"

Lin Yehuo stomped his feet and turned to him, "You are a little unconscience, you are delicious and delicious. You feed you every day, and you don't call me Master!"

The child looked at him with his hands behind his head, "My father asked you to take me for a few days. Who told you to accept me as an apprentice! I want to learn Kung Fu from Zhao Pu, but I won't learn from you..."

As soon as he said that, Zhao Pu waved, "Good apprentice, come here..."

Before he finished speaking, Ouyang and Zheying pinched him, "You're so crazy, I'll stop if I don't understand who it is!"
To be continued...