Full-time King

Chapter 2171 Sowing discord

Xiao Le's movements were very fast, and he threw all these people away in a blink of an eye, and then walked towards the disciples of the martial arts school. Obviously, in his opinion, the messy people also included the disciples of these martial arts schools.

"Wait, Senior, these are all disciples of the martial arts school, just let them leave. It's no big deal for them to lose face, after all, they are also considered part of our sect, and it's not right to damage the harmony between our two families."

Ling Feng's face darkened, thinking that this was going to be a slap in the face, so he immediately spoke out to stop it.

"You are qualified to say this to me... I am Yuanyang Haoshi, you should know why I came to you, right? If you defeat him, I will give you this face, otherwise..."

All the fighting spirit burst out from Xiaole's body, reaching the peak of the Condensation Realm.

A powerful momentum rushed towards Ling Feng.

"Well, whatever you want."

Ling Feng lowered his eyelids and spoke without showing any emotion.

"Ok?"

Most people would rather be beaten to death than give in, but Ling Feng chose to retreat.

"Haha, interesting. Xiaole, please go back." Yuanyang Haoshi suddenly smiled and waved his hand at Xiaole.

The old man who led the martial arts hall immediately waved his hand at the disciples of the martial arts hall, and these disciples immediately scattered like beasts and birds. They had seen the terror of these people just now, and just one person walked out casually and defeated the challenger who had disturbed the martial arts hall for the past few days.

Although they wanted to stay and watch, their master had already given the order to leave. This matter was obviously not something they could participate in.

Only one young man stood there without moving. The old man glared at him, and he left unwillingly.

After everyone left, the old man walked up to Ling Feng and saluted in a serious manner: "Greetings, Young Sect Master."

"You must be Uncle Li, right? Master has told me about you. Let's send them away first, and then I'll tell you in detail." Ling Feng heard from his master that Uncle Li was an extremely old-fashioned person, and it could be seen from the way he saluted today.

The old man surnamed Li nodded and stood behind Ling Feng.

He is an outer disciple and is qualified to stand beside Ling Feng.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi also knew the reason and laughed grimly: "Young man, it seems that you should give me an explanation, right?"

Ling Feng asked back: "Senior, are you planning to bully the weak? We don't have many disciples in our sect, just me and my junior sister, and you won't be able to find my junior sister. If you kill me, you won't be able to have peace."

Ling Feng's attitude was unexpectedly tough, which gave Yuan Yang Hao Shi a headache. Not to mention that his purpose of this trip was not to kill Ling Feng, even if it was, he had to consider Ling Feng's master. If Ling Feng's master knew that he died at the hands of Yuan Yang Sect, then Yuan Yang Sect would not be able to rest in peace.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. A crazy ancient martial artist is a headache for even the big sects. After all, there are many disciples of low strength in Yuanyang Sect.

"Hehe, my friend, you are joking. How can we old guys interfere in the affairs between you young people? The only reason I came here today is because I heard that my good-for-nothing son is in your hands."

Yuan Yang Hao Shi coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment.

"Who did you listen to?"

Ling Feng asked back, with disdain clearly evident in his eyes.

"It's my son's good friend Xiao Sheng from the Cen Feng faction! He wouldn't lie, would he?" Yuan Yang Hao Shi's eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Ling Feng was certain that when Yuanyang Muqing was killed, no one saw it. After all, Xiao Sheng had already escaped with his servants at that time.

"Did he tell you the reason for our conflict?"

Ling Feng's tone was full of dissatisfaction, and everyone present could hear the anger in his voice.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi suppressed his anger and said, "I told you it was because of an ordinary woman. This time it was that useless son who was at fault. As long as you return him to us, we will let this matter go."

Ling Feng already knew why Yuanyang Muqing behaved so arrogantly and ignorantly. With a father like this who always protected his faults, it would be strange if he could become a humble gentleman.

"Yuanyang Muqing hasn't come back yet? I dare not harm the life of the young master of Yuanyang Sect." Ling Feng curled his lips and continued: "Although I was very angry at that time, I also knew who could be killed and who absolutely could not be killed. Otherwise, how could you think that Xiao Sheng, who was also at the peak of the Qi Hai realm, could be taken away by his servants? Maybe your son got lost? Who knows!"

Ling Feng shrugged and said without caring at all.

The veins on Yuanyang Haoshi's forehead bulged, and he asked in a deep voice: "My friend, are you serious?"

"It's true. It's truer than gold. Just over half an hour before the train stopped, if your son hadn't left, he would have been there."

Ling Feng was simply lying with his eyes open. Yuanyang Muqing's body was lying in his storage bag.

Yuan Yanghaoshi frowned, and after a while he said, "Let's go back and check the train route."

Ling Feng moved sideways to make way.

When Yuan Yang Hao Shi walked past him, he suddenly grabbed the storage bag on Ling Feng's waist with both hands, saying, "My dear friend, I am sorry for the offense. For the sake of your innocence, I have to do this!"

Ling Feng didn't react at all. By the time he reacted, Yuan Yang Hao Shi had forcibly wiped out the spiritual consciousness on the storage bag.

"Old man, are you going to rob me?"

Ling Feng roared in frustration.

Yuan Yang Hao Shi turned a deaf ear to him, and then threw the storage bag to Ling Feng: "Excuse me!"

After saying this, he walked outside without looking back.

Ling Feng's back was already wet with cold sweat.

The old man surnamed Li said indignantly: "This Yuanyang Sect is really going too far!"

Ling Feng agreed at the same time: "Yes, it's really too much, but what can we do?"

The old man surnamed Li heard the absent-mindedness in Ling Feng's words and felt a little confused.

"I'm tired and want to take a rest. Please excuse me, Uncle Li."

"Yes, Young Master, please follow me!"

It was not until he entered the bedroom that Ling Feng collapsed on the bed. He was only one step away from death.

It turned out that before getting off the train, Ling Feng had a sudden thought: could he sow discord between Yuanyang Sect and Cenfeng Sect? He immediately put the stolen things into Yuanyang Muqing's storage bag and put the storage bag into the suitcase.

In order to conceal the smell of this storage bag, he also consumed a piece of talisman paper that looked like a gadget of Yuanyang Muqing. Unexpectedly, this caution really saved his life.