Noble God of War

Yun Fei raised his head and followed the voice to look over.

The other disciples also looked at the owner of the voice.

"who are you?"

Someone asked.

"I heard that your Ming Dao martial arts school has the Nine Kill Ming Dao boxing manual, right?

This Nine Killing Ming Dao boxing manual is a very precious thing of our sect, so I'm here to get it back! "

The people who came in were all smiles, but they were very polite.

When Yun Fei heard this, his face turned cold instantly.

Is Chen Zhou crazy?

He actually announced the news that Nine Kills Ming Dao Fist is in his hands?
Does he know how important the Jiu Sha Ming Dao boxing manual is?

And the person who came to the door dared to say with a shy face that the Jiu Sha Ming Dao boxing manual belonged to their sect?

Fuck your fart!
Yun Fei stood up suddenly, and came to the door in a few steps.

Three steps away from that person, he stared at him coldly, and said, "You said just now that the Nine Killing Ming Dao boxing manual belongs to your sect?"

"Yes!" The man said with a smile.

"To your mother! Get out!" Yun Fei suddenly shouted with a gloomy face.

He has seen shameless people before, but he has never seen such shameless people!
Now, what kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp really want to get their hands on the Jiusha Mingdao boxing manual?
Are you kidding me?
Their Yun family is a hidden martial arts family.

Even they only have a few pages of boxing manuals in their hands.

The people here are not even a great master, but they still want the Nine Kills Ming Dao boxing manual, are they qualified?
"Little brother, don't be so irritable!"

The person who came was not angry at all, and still said with a smile:
"The Nine Killing Underworld Fist Manual is originally a thing of our sect.

No matter how irritable you are, this thing is ours, it is ours, and it cannot be changed! "

"Who are you? Tell me!" Yun Fei looked at the person and asked indifferently.

"My name is Xia He, and I am the heir of the Steel Fist School!"

Xia He smiled, cupped his hands towards Yun Fei and said:
"Nine Killing Ming Dao Fist Manual is a long-lost item of our Steel Fist Sect.

Since this thing has reappeared, and there are still descendants of my Iron Fist Sect, I should take it back! "

Speaking of this, Xia He bowed his hands to Yun Fei again, and said with a smile:
"I also ask this little brother to help convey the message and let the person in charge come out to see me.

I have to have a good talk with him about this matter! "

Listening to Xia He's words, Yun Fei's complexion became more and more ugly.

Steel Fist School?
What kind of shit sect is this?
Upon hearing the name, it is a little-known sect that was established only in recent years.

Even such a guy, dare to say that the Jiu Sha Ming Dao boxing manual is something they have lost for a long time?
"You want the Jiusha Mingdao boxing manual, right?"

Yun Fei stared at Xia He and asked.

"Of course, that's our Steel Fist School..."

"Stop talking bullshit!"

Yun Fei shouted impatiently: "Since you want the Jiu Sha Ming Dao boxing manual, then you have to be able to take it away."

Saying that, Yun Fei's aura cleared away, staring at Xia He coldly and said:
"Since you want to take something away, then take it with your ability. I want to see if you have the ability today!"

Xia He was a little dumbfounded.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yun Fei looked at him with some vigilance, and said:

"Brother, I came here to talk and discuss, and I didn't intend to do anything!"

Seeing that Yun Fei's face was still gloomy, and those dozens of disciples were also moving towards this side, Xia He subconsciously took two steps back.

"All right, all right, you're planning to bully the few, right? Then I'll..."

Just as Xia He was about to say some harsh words, he saw Yun Fei stepping forward, and his aura grew even stronger.

"Barbaric, barbaric, you are too barbaric. Although you are martial arts practitioners, don't we martial arts practitioners have to be more restrained?"

Xia He was so frightened by Yun Fei that he nearly lost his voice.

"Wu De, Wu De, what about your Wu De? People who practice martial arts, without Wu De, how can they be decent?"

While talking, Xia He retreated to the back, and he retreated to the door after a while.

When he was planning to say something, he saw that Yun Fei couldn't help but wanted to do something.

He was so frightened that he quickly turned around and ran away, how could he dare to talk nonsense.

And Yun Fei chased him out with a gloomy face.

Seeing Yun Fei still chasing him, Xia He felt even more frightened, and ran away desperately into the distance, howling like ghosts and wolves.

Let alone a fight with Yun Fei, he didn't even have the courage to look back.

Leaving aside Yun Fei, the momentum of those dozens of disciples is not something Xia He can resist.

"waste!"

Yun Fei scolded very annoyedly: "Return to the Iron Fist School? With this kind of virtue, you have the nerve to come here and ask for the Jiusha Mingdao boxing manual? Do you deserve it too?"

He, a martial arts master who stepped into the ranks of great masters, came to ask for the Jiu Sha Ming Dao boxing manual, and was humiliated by Chen Zhou.

And this Xiahe, who didn't even set foot in the pseudo-grandmaster, still wants to fish in troubled waters?
I don't even want to see if I have that ability!
After cursing a few words, Yun Fei turned around, looked at the dozens of disciples behind him, and said directly:
"In the future, if there are such stinky fish and rotten shrimps coming to cause trouble, you can directly beat them out!"

"Okay big brother!"

This time, Yun Fei didn't bother with the title anymore.

Yun Fei was really angry.

He could tell the whole picture at a glance, just from that Xiahe, he felt that the current circle of hermits should be terrible.

Yun Fei, who returned to the martial arts hall, hadn't sat down for 2 minutes, and someone came to ask for the Nine Kills Ming Dao boxing manual.

This time, the opponent was also very arrogant.

Looking at him like that, I don't know, I thought Chen Zhou dug his ancestral grave.

Yun Fei was not used to him, so he hit him directly, punching this guy with a bruised nose and swollen face, and blasted him out.

In the next few days, people kept coming to ask for the Nine Kills Ming Dao boxing manual.

Yun Fei also beat them out.

However, the more he fought, the more angry Yunfei became.

Those from the Iron Fist Sect, the Iron Fist Sect, and the Soft Fist Pavilion all came here.

It's like throwing a stone into a pond and stirring up all the fish in the pond.

If these people were powerful, Yun Fei wouldn't say anything.

The point is, the strength of these people is really too weak.

Most of the time, he doesn't need to make a move, even those ordinary disciples can solve them.

At this time, in the office, Chen Zhou and Lu Xingyang were making tea and chatting about this matter.

"Sure enough, it's not what I expected. After spreading the news, many people can't sit still. It seems that His Majesty really didn't intend to let me relax for two days!"

"These people who have come at this stage are just small shrimps. Many of them are not even in the circle of hermits."

Lu Xingyang took a sip of the tea ceremony:
"It is estimated that these people just heard that the Nine Shalls Ming Dao boxing manual is very precious, so they came here to join in the fun.

It's very possible that they don't even know what the Nine Shalls Mingdao Boxing Manual can do. They just saw that many people wanted it, so they thought it was a good thing, so they followed it!

In the final analysis, this is just a blind obedience psychology! "

Having said that, Lu Xingyang raised his head, looked at Chen Zhou, and said:

"However, I think behind this matter, there must be someone pushing it.

The person behind it seems to hope that someone can snatch the Jiusha Mingdao boxing manual from you.

I'm curious, what is your plan? "