Peerless God of War

Gu Feng led his horse along the streets of Yan City. Behind him, a few figures followed. These people's movements were extremely secretive, and even their auras were well controlled.

But for Gu Feng, who was cultivating the Heaven's Mandate Art of Life and Death, he found them easily. There was a sneer on Gu Feng's face, but he didn't care about them.

If they want to follow, then let them follow. Moreover, this place was Yan City, and these people should be from the big factions in Yan City. Even if he killed these people, there would still be people following him.

Rather than this, he might as well have these people follow along.

Along the way, the surrounding shops were so complicated that it caused Gu Feng to feel slightly surprised. After walking through a street, Gu Feng smacked his lips and simply estimated that at least half of the shops belonged to the Bai Clan. The power that the Bai Clan had in Yan City was not small. In fact, it was so large that it was outrageous.

"The Blue Martial Hall is really something. How can we allow such a clan to grow and expand within our sphere of influence? If this goes on, the surviving space of the Blue Martial Hall might be squeezed even smaller."

Gu Feng frowned, rubbed his chin and said. Logically speaking, a top sect would never allow other top powers to have subordinates within their sphere of influence.

Although the Blue Martial Hall had been declining for the past few years, a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse. Even the eight top sects of the Long Yun Empire did not dare to underestimate the Blue Martial Hall.

And this Bai Family's vassal force, the Snow Palace, had been growing stronger and stronger for decades with the help of the Snow Palace. The other two big families' living space had become smaller and smaller, and it was only by working together that they could fight against the Bai Family.

This was not a good thing.

"Forget it, this matter is the concern of the Elders and Sect Master of Blue Martial Palace, why should I worry about it?" Gu Feng laughed self-deprecatingly. With his current strength as a martial artist, it was too much for him to worry about such matters.

After a while, Gu Feng stopped in front of a luxurious hotel. He paid and chose a room. He handed the horse over to the waiter and went upstairs.

After Gu Feng went upstairs, a few ordinary-looking figures came out from outside the inn. They looked at each other and saw the sneers in each other's eyes. Then, they quickly separated and flew in different directions.

There were three major clans in Yan City: the Bai Clan, the Mo Clan, and the Mu Clan. The Bai Clan was the strongest because they had the help of the Snow Palace.

Within Yan City, there was another powerful faction. Although there weren't many people in it, the three great clans did not dare to rashly provoke them. This power was the City Lord's Mansion.

Every single city lord of the Dragon Cloud Empire had been personally appointed by the imperial family. It could be said that these people represented the entire imperial family. The Imperial Family Feng Family was the greatest power of the Dragon Cloud Empire, and was also the only super power within the empire. Even the eight great sects couldn't contend against it.

Originally, the city lords were all part of a large family or had their own Minister of Merit. However, Yan City was a little different because the city lord's surname was Feng and he came from the Dragon Cloud Royal Family.

Yan City Lord's Mansion was located to the south of Yan City. This was the most peaceful area in Yan City.

At the city lord's mansion gates stood a dozen soldiers in shining armor. On their chests were embroidered golden thorns, the emblem of the Dragon Cloud Royal Family. These soldiers had a deep and vigorous aura on their bodies. All of them were Pure Body Realm martial artists.

In the middle of these soldiers was a middle-aged man in a simple robe. His temples were a little white, and he had a smile on his face. However, one could see the imposing aura on that angular face. That was the dignity of someone in a position of power. "This middle-aged man is the Yan City Lord, Feng Wuji.

"Daddy, I'm back."

A charming voice came from the front. A twelve to thirteen year old girl ran to Feng Wuji's side and said while grinning.

"You still know to come back? Next time if you sneak out, I'll lock you in the small dark room." Feng Wuji said with a smile as he carried the little girl in his arms.

"Got it." The little girl pouted and said sweetly.

"Master." A beautiful middle-aged lady came forward and bowed respectfully, her eyes that were fixated on Feng Wuji were filled with tenderness.

Feng Wuji sighed. How could he not know the feelings of this beautiful woman in front of him? However, he could not do it, because the ancestral rules were set.

"Father, Aunt Xuan and I met a very interesting person today." The little girl's fingers tugged on Feng Wuji's ear and she said softly.

"Oh? What's so interesting? Tell me about it. " Feng Wuji smiled. From his point of view, the only people who could make this little girl feel interested were those wandering poets or some other playthings.

The girl kept chattering non-stop about what she saw at the city gate.

"Oh? There's actually someone who dares to touch a member of the Bai Clan? "

Feng Wuji's eyes flashed with a strange light as he looked at Zi Xuan.

"Yes, to be more accurate, he killed the grandson of the fourth elder of the Bai Clan, Bai Shan. In addition, he also injured several members of the Bai Clan." Su Xuan said in a serious tone.

In Yan City, the Bai Clan could be said to be the strongest clan. Even Feng Wuji did not wish to provoke them.

"The Bai Clan has been quite unbridled these years. They have even looked down on me, the City Lord. It is a good thing that there is someone who can suppress their arrogance." Feng Wuji laughed softly.

"That young man's identity shouldn't be simple. His movement technique and martial arts are not weak, especially the sword technique he used. He should have reached the Xuan grade." Zi Xuan's long, shapely eyebrows creased as she looked at Feng Wuji and said.

"What an interesting fellow." A hint of astonishment flashed across Feng Wuji's face. Then, he said to the dozen or so prefectural soldiers, "Send someone to investigate that youth's identity. To dare kill a member of the Bai Clan, his identity must not be simple."

At the same time, in a very large manor in the eastern part of Yan City, a group of people stared gloomily at the stiff Bai Shan who no longer had any signs of life.

"Investigate and find out where that little bastard who dared to kill my grandson is. No matter who he is, I will personally kill him." The old man roared.

The surrounding people were silent. This was the fourth elder of the Bai Clan with an extremely high status. His own grandson was killed by someone and he was in a rage. As for the few Bai Clan disciples, their faces were ashen from fright, because they knew very well what would happen to them. The furious Fourth Elder would vent his anger on them.