Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 69
Iron head sect, the meeting hall, the sect master Zhou Peng is sitting in the middle, his face is gloomy: "Is this really the case?"

"How dare the disciple lie to the sect master?"

A disciple half-kneeled on the ground and said nervously: "Last night in the main hall of the Feiyun Gang, the new grandmaster of the Yunzhongbao, the whole gang gathered together to hold a banquet to celebrate. I don't want a group of people to kill me. The leader He is a middle-aged scribe, surnamed Li Mingzhu, named Mr. Jinjian, and has five major disciples under him.

That Mr. Jin Jian seemed to have the skills of a god, just one move, just one sword, the golden light flashed like lightning, everyone's eyes hurt, and they saw that the three brothers Yun Zhonglong were beheaded on the spot, the weapons and heads in their hands were cut off, He couldn't even react before he died.

After beheading the three Yun Zhonglong brothers, Mr. Jin Jian ordered the five major disciples to kill all the leaders of the Feiyun Gang, big and small, and all the rest of the gang surrendered. He took over the Feiyun Gang in this way, and today The new banner of the Golden Sword Sect has been raised earlier, and the territory of the Feiyun Gang has also been taken over by him. Except for the change of the big and small leaders, it is the same as before. "

"Overnight, the Feiyun Gang changed hands?"

Zhou Peng frowned, waved away his disciples, and looked to the left and right: "What do you guys think?"

"This……"

The people on the left and right looked at each other, full of surprise.

"Li Zhu?"

"Mr. Golden Sword?"

"I've never heard of such a character!"

"Could it be where did Jiang Qianglong come from?"

"Then the three of Yun Zhonglong all have strength transformation skills, and they can't even catch his sword?"

"Instantly kills three Huajin with one move, the weapon and head are severed, no one present can see clearly... Isn't this the method of the gods?"

Several people discussed a lot, their expressions were horrified, and their words were dignified. They didn't dare to accept such a reality, and finally they could only turn their eyes back to Zhou Peng.

Zhou Peng also had a serious expression on his face: "I have never heard of such a person, but there were so many people from the Feiyun Gang present last night, this matter cannot be faked, this Mr. Jin Jian must be a master of martial arts, with a master of swordsmanship. People, maybe they have already broken the realm of Huajin."

"Has broken power?"

"Isn't that..."

"The realm of internal luck?"

The few people here are brothers of the same generation as Zhou Peng. They have the martial arts inheritance of the iron master, and their knowledge is not too bad. They know that there is still a realm beyond Huajin. The realm of luck.

Among ordinary people, Hua Jin can be called a master, not to mention the internal movement above Hua Jin, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is like a fairy.

According to the disciple's description just now, Mr. Jin Jian has such sword skills, so he must be an expert in the realm of internal luck.

"An expert in the realm of internal luck?"

"How did you come to this little Anping?"

"Could it be that there is some grudge with the Feiyun Gang?"

"Now that he has taken over the Feiyun Gang, will he attack us and annex the entire Anping County?"

Several people fidgeted, Zhou Peng frowned, and had no clue, he could only say: "Contract our influence, give up the original Heifengtang territory, and prepare a generous gift and greeting card for me, I'm going to Feiyun Gang, no, Jin Jianmen pays a visit to this Mr. Jin Jian."

"Sect Master!"

"Brother!"

"All right!"

Zhou Peng got up and suppressed everyone's words: "I have made up my mind, don't talk about it, let's do it!"

"This……"

"All right!"

Hearing this, it was hard for everyone to talk too much, so they could only get up and leave the meeting hall.

Zhou Peng also turned around and went back to the study in the inner hall. He twisted the mechanism on the bookshelf and opened a secret room.

Compared with the Heifengtang Feiyun Gang, the iron master has a longer heritage and a deeper foundation. It has been established in Anping County for nearly 200 years. Opponents like the Heifengtang Feiyun Gang have changed many times. One, but he himself has always stood firm.

All thanks to...

"Ancestor!"

Before Zhou Peng came to the stone gate of the secret room, he knocked three times respectfully: "Grandson Zhou Peng, please see the ancestor!"

"..."

In the secret room, there was a dead silence. It took a long time to see the stone door ringing, and a voice came out faintly: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Peng knelt on the ground and said in a respectful voice, "I would like to report to the patriarch that a second-level martial artist came to Anping, his surname was Li Mingzhu, and his name was Mr. Jinjian. He killed three Feiyun gang members with one move and one sword. Huajin Warrior, now that he has taken over the Feiyun Gang, I don’t know if he will attack me, Iron Head Sect, so I’m here to ask the ancestor, how to deal with it?”

"Li Zhu?"

"Mr. Golden Sword?"

A faint voice came from the secret room: "The old man has never heard of this character, but if he can kill three Huajin warriors with one sword, he must be a second-level martial artist. You can't conflict with him. Let's see what he has for now." I plan, this small Anping county is not worthy of a second-level martial artist, and he must have some purpose for taking over the Feiyun gang... Maybe it has something to do with the recent changes!"

"Recent changes?"

Zhou Peng's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Grandson understands, I have already prepared a generous gift, and I will go to pay a visit to that Mr. Jinjian later."

"Ok!"

The people in the secret room nodded: "Retreat if you can, and give in if you can. As long as he opens his mouth, he can give him other sites except the main hall of the iron master."

"Grandson understands!"

"Go!"

"..."

And so on, another half month.

Inside the Iron Head Sect, in the meeting hall.

"boom!"

Zhou Peng smashed the teacup into powder with one palm, stood up angrily and grabbed the disciple in front of him: "What did you say?"

"Gate, door master, the second elder is dead!"

"In the gambling house in Nancheng, Zhan Fei, the eldest disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, came to the door and stabbed the second elder to death in two or three rounds."

"There are also three elders, who were blocked by the two brothers Chen Chao and Chen Han of Jinjianmen in the Spring Wind Pavilion, and were cut into three sections by the two of them alive."

"The fourth elder also..."

"enough!"

Zhou Peng threw the disciple on the ground and roared, "Get out, get out of here!"

"Yes Yes!"

The few disciples didn't dare to stay, and immediately got up and left the meeting hall.

Zhou Peng, who looked like a madman, immediately recovered his composure, and rushed to the secret room in the inner hall without saying a word.

Half a month ago, the Feiyun Gang changed hands and changed to Jinjianmen. Zhou Peng went there with a generous gift and wanted to find out the background of that Mr. Jinjian, but he was turned away.

At that time, Zhou Peng had a premonition in his heart, and once again shrunk the territory of the Iron Head Sect, in order to show weakness to the Golden Sword Sect.

But this did not satisfy Jin Jianmen, half a month later he still attacked him.

Zhou Peng hurriedly entered the secret room, ignoring etiquette and shouting repeatedly: "Old Ancestor, Jin Jianmen is still making a move."

"Sure enough, the comers are not good!"

The secret room vibrated, the stone door opened, and an old man with a pale complexion and a cold breath came out from it: "This place is not suitable for staying for a long time, leave with the old man!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the secret room. Zhou Peng didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly followed.

In the secret room, there was a hidden tunnel, the two hurried forward, but came to another secret room in a short while.

The old man pressed the mechanism, and immediately the boulder fell, destroying the tunnel behind.

In this way, Zhou Peng and the old man still did not dare to stay for a long time, they left the secret room and walked outside.

This is the escape place of the iron head, a village located in a farmhouse outside the city, in the yard there are several thousand-mile horses bought with a lot of money, for today.

But as soon as the two of them walked out of the room, they saw a person in the courtyard crouching like a tiger.

who?

But seeing him with piercing eyes, double pupils, splayed eyebrows, body nine feet like silver, majestic like a god, brave and loyal, piercing the sun and the moon, with high aspirations and rainbows, he is unparalleled in the world and magnificent within the universe.

"boom!"

The old man and Zhou Peng stopped together and looked at the people in the courtyard in surprise: "Who are you?"

"A certain Lu Junyi!"

The man put his hands behind his back, showing a calm demeanor: "I have been waiting for you two for a long time!"

　The data is bleak, the Dao heart is broken, I just adjusted it now, sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)