There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

Wu Feng didn't know that he had already become one of the targets that Yueheng Sect needed to eradicate, and he would never have imagined that the black-clothed barbarian who made him unforgettable the first time he saw him turned out to be the world-renowned leader of the Demon Sect.

During this period of time, he was still following the traces of his younger brother Wu Bo, but perhaps it was Zhao Xin's death and Zhao Xian's accusation against him that touched him, and he began to collect information about Yueheng Sect intentionally or unintentionally. information.

Therefore, he knew that the major sects in the Central Plains were secretly acting and planned to unite to deal a fatal blow to Yuehengjiao. He also knew that Yuehengjiao was not to be outdone. And new fights were started in many places.

Although until now, in a certain corner of Wu Feng's heart, he still felt that Jun Mo Wen's massacre on the top of Mount Tai was not just because of his brutality and bloodthirsty, but because of a lot of helplessness.

If it was him who was attacked by hundreds of martial arts masters, if he didn't want to die, he might have to do what Jun Mowen did at that time, mercilessly killing the opponent as soon as he shot, only By weakening the enemy's strength to the greatest extent, it is more likely that he will leave Daiding alive.

Not only Wu Feng, but anyone in such a situation will be stimulated with the most primitive and instinctive desire to survive, even those chivalrous men who claim to be famous and upright are no exception.

Therefore, although Wu Feng did not approve of Jun Mowen's killing on the top of Mount Tai, he also knew that he had the necessity and difficulties to do so.

But he was not so tolerant of Yuehengjiao's next actions.

Especially after hearing about the bloody massacres of the Yueheng Sect in the Central Plains, Wu Feng felt that he could no longer just sit idly by. I am afraid that he has already decided to stop it.

Feng Kuangxueji, more than two months have passed since the previous trip to Zhenjiang, but Wu Feng has never heard any information about his younger brother.

Wu Bo seemed to disappear out of thin air.

It stands to reason that since he quietly left Luoying Mountain because he missed him, he would definitely find ways to go back to Gusu.

But Wu Feng tracked down every road leading to Jiangnan for a long time, but he never got any useful information.

Before he knew it, he came to Xuzhou, which is not far from Qingzhou.

It’s been a long time since I sat down at Sanfen Restaurant and tasted the unique green plum wine there.

Isn't such a wind and snow just suitable for cooking wine around the stove and drinking evening chats?

Unfortunately……

Wu Feng shook his head slightly, left that unforgettable black figure behind him, and continued walking forward a little lonely.

The night was dark, although he had deep internal energy, even if he traveled all night in such a heavy snowstorm, he would not feel tired or cold, but if he could have a warm room for him to rest overnight, it would be a dream come true.

So he intends to quicken his pace to see if there is a town or village in front of him for rest.

However, as soon as he flew up and flitted for a while in the snowflakes like fluttering fluttering feathers, he felt that the blood flow in his whole body had been slightly accelerated, and when he felt refreshed because of it, Wu Feng suddenly heard the sound of howling wind In the middle, there were several inaudible sounds of sword clashes.

Although it was only one or two vague sounds, which were blocked by the wind, a master like Wu Feng could deduce the general situation of the opponent in an instant.

It sounded like several masters were besieging a person, and that person was already seriously injured, so he was powerless to fight back, only resisted twice and then fell silent.

Wu Feng only hesitated for a moment, then resolutely ran towards the direction of the voice.

In the past, he might not have been so nosy like today, but what happened in the past few months has quietly changed his state of mind.

He was moving very quickly, and within a few ups and downs, he had already arrived at the place where those people were fighting.

Before they got close, they had already smelled a strong smell of blood. Although they couldn't see clearly in the night and snowstorm, they could still see that several people had already laid their bodies on the ground, and their bodies were almost completely covered by the heavy snow.

Several people surrounded one person in the center, and the besieged person was already at the end of his battle. Blood was bleeding from many wounds on his body, staining the white snow under his feet. Even if the opponent stopped attacking, it seemed that he could not last long.

The besiegers were all wearing narrow-sleeved and waist-mounted hunting costumes, which were quite different from those of the Central Plains people. They had a very strong exotic style, and the three words "Yuehengjiao" immediately appeared in Wu Feng's mind.

The man who was besieged by them to the point of dying was naturally a disciple of a sect in the Central Plains. Seeing that the people of the Yueheng Sect rushed to kill him without hesitation, Wu Feng immediately drew his sword Unsheathed, like a ray of cold moonlight, rushed towards the battlefield.

Several masters of Yueheng Sect did not expect that in the snow-covered night, there would be someone passing through this remote suburb, and they were extremely masters they had never met before.

Seeing the sword light like the full moon, sweeping towards him like flowing water, it seems to be coming slowly, but it makes people retreat irrevocably. Suddenly, all the masters broke out in a cold sweat .

They had no time to take care of the dying besieged, and turned their attention to dealing with the newcomer Wu Feng.

Although Wu Fengfu had made them understand that they had encountered a rare master, after all, they had a large number of people on their side, and as the elite of the Yueheng Sect, if they retreated without a fight, they would only fight against the leader and other teachers when they returned. Humiliation in front of the crowd, this is something they can't tolerate with the blood of a barbarian.

Therefore, those masters of the Yueheng Sect saw that there was no way to avoid them, so they simply used offense as defense, and unanimously used their most powerful killer moves to attack Wu Feng.

Wu Feng originally had a bit of benevolence, and didn't want to kill these people suddenly, but seeing the opponent's desperate fight to hurt both sides and put himself to death, his heart sank slightly.

Before he had time to think about it, the instinct of the body had already reacted appropriately before the brain. Wu Feng's sword light turned, and the sword's momentum, which was as steady as flowing water, suddenly changed suddenly, and the tip of the sword drew a large circle in the void. In an instant, it was as if a bright moon was held up by one person, and it burst into dazzling light, making everyone present couldn't help but blink for a moment.

It's just that the blink of an eye is enough time, Wu Feng walked leisurely among the shadows of everyone's swords and swords, wherever he went, those masters who were originally confident in his martial arts suddenly began to doubt his own eyes, And then doubt his own existence.

Because it is impossible for such a person to retreat from the siege of so many masters so calmly, and the opponent they thought they would be able to hit, turned out to be just a illusory phantom.

The world suddenly became unreal, making them suspect that they were just dreaming, and the handsome and incomparable young man in white that appeared in their dreams must also be a god who came to the mortal world by accident.

No one felt the pain of death, because the exquisite dagger was so fast, so fast that they couldn't even notice it, and it had already been stabbed to the vital point.

It was obviously still a blizzard, but in the eyes of the swordsman, only the breeze and the moon remained.

The moon was as beautiful as the one they used to stare at in the Northern Tianshan Mountains.