From the beginning of the fight to conquer the world

Chapter 37

The Tianshan Mountains in the dark night are like a giant pillar standing between the sky and the earth.

Although darkness has shrouded the entire mountain, today's Tianshan Mountain is not destined to be peaceful.

Worshiping Aofeng, the young master of Jianshanzhuang, and taking his master Sword Demon to enter the Tianxiahui alone, and abducting the leader of the Tianxiahui, Xiongba, this incident seems to have grown wings, and it spread throughout the world in a day.

At this time, the Tianxiahui was in a mess. Although Qin Shuang was the leader of Xiongba, he had no experience after all, and Xiongba's sudden disappearance made him confused, so when he reacted and wanted to block the news , it's too late.

With the spread of someone with a heart, the news of Xiongba's disappearance has been completely concealed.

And the most important thing at this time is not to pay attention to any rumors in the world anymore, as long as Xiongba can be found, then everything will not be too bad.

All warriors from the Tianxiahui were sent out to search the entire Tianshan Mountains.

Li Chenfeng turned into a phantom in the dark night, passing over the heads of the Tianxiahui disciples who were searching, and headed towards the headquarters of the Tianxiahui.

Under Li Chenfeng's coercion, Xiongba wrote down his own three-absolute magical skills and three-point return to vitality cultivation method, but now Li Chenfeng is still unable to confirm the authenticity of these exercise secrets, and now he wants to verify it himself.

As for Xiongba himself, he is still unable to move, and Li Chenfeng hid him in the cave, even covering him at the entrance of the cave.

After all, Xiongba at this time can be said to be powerless to resist, so he himself does not want to be found at this time.

Even if it is the helpers of Tianxiahui who find him, in Xiongba's heart, he will not trust anyone except himself!

"Huh?" Looking at the darkness above his head, a member of the Tianxiahui with a torch in his hand uttered doubtful voices.

"What's wrong?" the person next to him asked.

"It seemed like a bird flew over my head just now."

The gang members who asked the question also looked up, but apart from the dark night sky, he didn't see any traces of flying birds.

"Okay, don't be suspicious anymore! Now the leader is missing, and the leader has issued a death order, we must find out the news of the leader in the shortest possible time! Let's go!"

"Oh, I see." The gang members holding torches responded again and again, and quickly followed the team.

Naturally, Li Chenfeng didn't know what was going on here, and escaped the search and help of more than a dozen teams of the Tianxiahui, Li Chenfeng came to the residence of the handymen of the Tianxiahui.

In a courtyard, Li Chenfeng suddenly found a disciple who was practicing kung fu. He was only about ten years old, and his face was immature, but there was a trace of heroism in his brows. While practicing sword rapping, although his small body was already trembling a little, his face was full of persistence.

"Yoyo, look who this is? Duanlang, are you still practicing sword? With a waste like you, even if you practice to death, you are still a handyman disciple!"

A voice sounded from the side. It was indeed two young disciples who walked out of the room. It seemed that it was convenient to prepare. When they saw Duanlang practicing sword, they couldn't help but sarcastically.

"Haha, you are wrong. You must know that he is the son of Nanlin Jianshou Duanshuai, and he is trying hard to become the disciple of the leader!"

"Just him? He's just a waste, so what if his father is Nanlin Jianshou? Didn't he just die for no apparent reason? Just like this, he still wants to climb a branch and become a phoenix, and become a figure like Master Feng. It's just a dream. !"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense with a piece of trash, I'm still going to sleep, and the gang is not at peace now, today I secretly saw..."

While talking in a low voice, the two walked to a far corner and started urinating directly.

Xiao Duanlang silently listened to the other party's ridicule, the hand holding the wooden stick in his hand kept shaking, obviously trying his best to endure the anger in his patience.

Thinking of breaking the waves, although he was strictly required by his father since he was a child, he has never been humiliated like this.

His own father, Nan Lin Jianshou Duan Shuai, has always been an idol in Duan Lang's heart.

But at the Tianxiahui, he actually became a handyman raising horses, and Nie Feng, who was with him, was directly accepted by Xiongba as the third disciple, and became what everyone called "Master Feng!" Duanlang's proud heart almost collapsed!

Over the years, not only was he bullied by these handymen of the same age, but more importantly, even Xiongba never looked at him directly, and his identity as the son of Nanlin Jianshou became Xiongba's capital to show off to others.

Regarding the ridicule of these handyman disciples, Duanlang would take action to teach them a lesson at first, and with Nie Feng's help from time to time, he was able to gain an advantage among these handyman disciples.

It's just that in the past two years, as Nie Feng continued to retreat and practice the magic Fengshen Leg taught by Xiongba, the chances of the two meeting each other became less and less.

And he himself didn't want to always rely on Nie Feng.

For those people's ridicule, he also chose to endure most of them.It's just that during this period of time, he cultivated even harder, and always hoped that his hard work would earn Xiong Ba's attention, and then he would be accepted as a disciple and teach him divine skills.

It's just that all of these seem to have become flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, out of reach!

After peeing, the two disciples staggered towards the room.When passing by Duanlang, he sneered again.

Duanlang's sword practice paused again, with a bitter expression on his face, he shook his head, drove away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and continued to practice sword.

On the ridge of the roof, Li Chenfeng quietly looked at the small figure below.

"Duanlang... Although Duanlang has suffered a lot of humiliation at this time, he still maintains a pure heart, and there is a kind of stubbornness in his heart that refuses to admit defeat, which is a good material for martial arts!"

However, because of Li Chenfeng's intrusion, Duanshuai left him the secret of Duanjia martial arts, which caused Duanlang to only practice the most basic inner strength and mental skills in the past two years, and the sword moves were also the basic swordsmanship taught by his father before. Therefore, his strength at this time is quite different from that in the original book.

Swah...!

Li Chenfeng's body flickered, turned into a feather, and landed lightly in front of Duanlang.

"Who?"

Duan Lang was taken aback, and with a straight stick in his hand, he attacked the figure that suddenly appeared, but saw that the figure raised his hand and lightly pressed on his shoulder, which not only prevented him from launching his attack, but also made him unable to move his body.

"Who are you?" Duanlang asked with a little surprise in his voice.

"Who am I? It's not important, but I want to know who you are?" Li Chenfeng's faint voice rang in Duanlang's ear.

Duan Lang looked at the person in front of him, but didn't answer.

"Hehe, Nanlin Jianshou Duanshuai's son has become a lowly handyman in the Tianxiahui, allowing others to bully him. Are you really willing?" Li Chenfeng said, looking at Duanlang with pity.

(End of this chapter)