Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Its daybreak.

Lines were drawn out on the paper.

Another gust of morning wind passed by, the treetops in the courtyard rustled, and pieces of fallen leaves scattered like silver waterfalls.

Suddenly, a figure came down, and the fist wind rushed out, disrupting the silver waterfall falling down from the sky.

"Who!"

Zhang Tao seemed to have sensed something, his aura suddenly revealed, the room was extremely dark again, and the window that was originally opened was also closed instantly.

He looked outside the house, except for the fallen leaves all over the ground, there was nothing else...

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"Tomorrow morning, the three of you will go there, this is the meaning of the family."

In the hall of the Zhang family, Zhang Tao, Zhang Miao, and Zhang Fu knelt in the center, and in front of them was a middle-aged man whose face could not be seen clearly.

The pupils of the three raised at the same time. At this moment, the three looked at each other, but there was no shock in their eyes, as if they had expected it.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man above the hall turned to look at the three women standing behind him, but he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Zhang Miao's eyes revealed a bit more fighting spirit.

The middle-aged man stayed on him the longest.

Zhang Tao just glanced twice from the corner of his eye, pouted his lips, and didn't say anything. After all, Zhang Miao was the strongest and the only one of their faction's Breaking Wind Warrior. He reached out and touched his chest, feeling the pain in his arms. Paper, my heart settled down a little.

What his mother prepared for him was really a great gift.

"Okay, step back, you guys make some preparations."

After the words were finished, under the watchful eyes of the three, the figure of the middle-aged man gradually drifted away, and the three women who were standing behind him left with him.

Just when Zhang Tao was about to leave, but the next moment, Zhang Miao's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his only way out.

Behind him, footsteps sounded slowly, it was Zhang Fu.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Tao asked in a deep voice,
Suddenly, two auras soared into the sky, and the powerful power of blood filled every part of the hall.

"Hey, big brother, you can't help the two younger brothers?" Zhang Fu's voice suddenly reached Zhang Tao's ear.

Zhang Tao wanted to say something else, but following Zhang Fu's gaze, it was his chest.

"You already knew?"

Zhang Fu just smiled, didn't make a sound, just spread out his hand, and a broken leaf slowly appeared in his palm...

…………cliff…………

The dark night reflects the sky, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

Yi Xifeng opened his eyes, looking at Zhong Lingxi who was protecting him, he was moved.

Not only Zhong Lingxi, but also two sword spirits who turned into spirit bodies, guarding the left and right.

"Are you awake? Hey, have you inherited that sword energy?" The voice of Xizhou Sword Spirit suddenly rang out in Yi Xifeng's mind, and Yi Xifeng looked at the sword spirit in astonishment with a blank expression on his face.

"What, what sword energy?"

He only remembered that after reaching the top, he had nothing, and as for inheritance, he didn't even see a trace.

"There is that wisp of sword energy on your body." After saying that, Xizhou Sword Spirit turned into a real sword body and returned to Yi Xifeng's hands.

Before the white and clean young man could inquire carefully, Zhong Lingxi could only feel the warmth of his palm, and Zhong Lingxi had already leaned over and put his hand in his palm to hold it.

Be affectionate.

At this moment, he understood why the Xizhou Sword Spirit changed back without finishing his sentence. It turned out that the old boy couldn't eat "dog food".

A trace of tenderness flashed in the eyes of the fair and clean youth, and he stretched out his other hand to gently smooth the messy hair on Zhong Lingxi's hair.

"What are you doing?" Zhong Lingxi asked in confusion, and immediately withdrew his hand.

The movement was fast, only in an instant, and when Yi Xifeng came back to his senses, Zhong Lingxi's figure had already appeared several feet in front of him, and the Nanfeng Sword Spirit beside him also turned into Nanfeng after a few chuckles. The appearance of the wind sword is hanging on his waist.

"No, you..."

Yi Xifeng withdrew his hand that was stagnant in mid-air, and stood up awkwardly, with a slight blush on his cheeks.

It's a bit embarrassing...

After getting up, I immediately felt a warm current filling my whole body along the palm of my hand, and the fatigue of sitting for a long time was instantly swept away.

It turned out that it was just to relieve his fatigue... Could it be that his fatigue in the world of kendo can also be reflected in the appearance?

Thinking of this, Yi Xifeng looked around the cliff again, and saw that those people were still sitting cross-legged on the same spot enlightening the Tao, and there were even a few more people.The man in the fancy dress didn't move a bit, but he felt that the other party was in pain, even his brows were furrowed, and the veins on his neck were exposed.

However, the aura on his body has not changed. It seems that he has made up for the state he fell in the world of swordsmanship.

"What are you looking at, still not leaving?"

Zhong Lingxi pulled Yi Xifeng and walked out.

"How long have I been in there?" Yi Xifeng suddenly asked suspiciously.

Because with more and more people here, he found that just the mountain in the world of kendo didn't seem to be worth climbing for so many people.

After all, there is nothing above the summit.

Could it be that there are some other opportunities in it that he has never discovered?
"Just stayed for three days." Zhong Lingxi thought for a moment, then said.

After saying that, he dragged Yi Xifeng away from the cliff, as if he had something on his mind.

Seeing Zhong Lingxi's appearance like this, although Yi Xifeng was puzzled, he didn't say anything. He looked up at the night sky and the way they came. Although it was night, he still saw something. blood stained the path.After hesitating, he agreed, and with a flip of his wrist, he pulled Zhong Lingxi down the mountain.

Perhaps, he understood what was going on.

Just like that, the two swordsmen walked towards the direction they came from. Because it was night, the two dared not walk fast, and the movement was kept as small as possible.

Yi Xifeng walked ahead, looking around solemnly.

There are more than a dozen people who have come to this cliff now, maybe there are more than these, there may be more.

On that cliff path, only he and the man in the fancy dress were practicing.

Bloodstains meant that there was a conflict here, but who was it for?The man in the fancy dress is of noble status, and the dozen or so people present here should all have names and surnames, so they can only come for Yi Xifeng.

Therefore, it is probably Zhong Lingxi who protects him, and all those who commit crimes will be killed in the future, so more people will take revenge...

If he didn't just wake up in the middle of the night today, he was afraid that when more people came to attack him tomorrow, something unexpected would happen to Zhong Lingxi.

Thinking of this place, out of nowhere, Yi Xifeng suddenly felt a dangerous aura following behind the two of them.

This feeling has no reason, no source and no clue.

In the woods behind, insects were chirping, other than that, he couldn't hear any extra sounds, but he did feel that he was being watched. (end of this chapter)