I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

After Cao Feng finished speaking, there was silence in the room.

The young Taoist priest who had forgotten the truth thought he had heard wrong.

He turned his head to look at the elder of the Hanshan sect beside him.

The other party opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't make a sound, just smiled wryly.

The Taoist priest turned his head a little stiffly to look at Hui Tianyu and Cao Feng.

He laughed back angrily: "Just now, what did you call a poor man?"

Hui Tianyu took a step forward at this time and replied before Cao Feng: "Brother Cao is just repeating the original words, he himself has no intention of disrespecting the Taoist priest."

The young Taoist sneered, but he seemed disdainful to go back to Tianyu and Cao Feng, two peers of the same age, but turned to look at the elder of the Hanshan School.

"Let's assume what they said is true, what is your party's plan?"

The old man let out a long breath: "This matter, the old man can't decide, it depends on the decision of the head of the faction."

Seeing Cao Feng appear, the old man had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Cao Feng is not stingy with others, reckless and arrogant, and he is dissatisfied with many viewers who forget the truth.

It was him who came down the mountain. It is clear at a glance what the meaning of the mountain is.

The young Taoist sneered and said: "The poor Taoist said earlier that he asked the head of your family to come to meet him in person. Now what about others?"

He looked around at the people around him: "It seems that a new backer has been found, so that you have the confidence to abandon this view?"

Cao Feng also sneered: "The Daoist's words are serious. Our faction has found a backer, but it's not a new backer."

"Brother Cao..." Hui Tianyu didn't want to directly conflict with the other party.

But Cao Feng waved his hand: "Simply speak straight."

He looked at the disciple of Wangzhenguan in front of him:

"Why did your faction become our backer? It just treats us like livestock."

The disciple of Wangzhenguan laughed: "It's rare to have a little self-knowledge about things that don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Cao Feng laughed happily: "It is you who have no self-knowledge. Compared with Chang'an City, you are not even worthy of carrying shoes."

"Hehe, it's just swallowing the Tang army in the first county of Longbei."

The young Taoist shook his head: "However, you are honest."

At the same time as praising, he smiled.

And his figure, in the eyes of the three members of the Hanshan faction, suddenly became illusory, twisted, like a cloud of smoke, about to disappear in place.

At the same time, just behind Cao Feng, there was no sound, and there seemed to be clouds floating in the air, condensing into an arm.

Half of the Taoist robe sleeve was wrapped around his arm, and his five fingers stood together, poking at the back of Cao Feng's neck.

Yunyan changed, stabbing with the knife in his hand, the movement seemed gentle and gentle, but in fact it was as fast as lightning.

Cao Feng and the others, who had practiced martial arts for many years, didn't even have time to notice such a sudden and concealed move.

However, they don't need to notice.

At the moment when the figure of the young Taoist priest in front of him changed, the long sword around Cao Feng's waist was unsheathed.

Like lightning piercing the night sky, Cao Feng's sword is faster than the opponent's sneak attack!

The young Taoist was shocked.

He is the direct descendant of the concept of forgetting the truth.

Shimen's Taoist spell, Disappearing Shape through Smoke, has been practiced by him to the best of it.

The Temple of Wangzhen is one of the four holy places of Taoists in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the unique knowledge passed down is naturally exquisite.

Changes in smoke and clouds, changing shapes and shadows, everything is only in the blink of an eye.

The Hanshan faction is no more than a small hilltop faction in Qinzhou Prefecture, Longbei County.

In the eyes of the disciples of Wangzhenguan, the Hanshan sword technique has some merits, but that's all.

The two sides fought against each other, and the inheritance of the Hanshan School was undoubtedly crushed by the unique school of Wangzhenguan.

Normally, when the young Taoist priest performed this trick of phantom mist transfer, the whole person disappeared in place in a cloud of smoke.

Then, appearing behind Cao Feng, he hit the back of Cao Feng's neck with a move of the dragon poking hand in Taoist boxing, breaking his cervical vertebrae on the spot.

The strength of the three members of the Hanshan faction could not touch his clothes at all.

He followed suit,

One at a time, all three lunatics in front of him were killed.

It should have been like this.

But now, Cao Feng's sword is obviously faster than the young Taoist expected.

He used Phantom Smoke Disappearance, before his figure completely disappeared in place, Cao Feng stabbed out with a lightning strike.

While rushing forward, he took advantage of the situation to avoid the Taoist priest's poking dragon hand from behind.

Then a sword pierced the body of the young Taoist priest who was still in place and had not completely disappeared.

No blood spattered.

The clouds and smoke suddenly shattered and scattered like a dream bubble.

The young Taoist's dragon poking hand missed Cao Feng.

Cao Feng's sword also failed.

But the young Taoist priest was covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately he was cautious.

Before turning his face, he habitually performed an illusion technique secretly.

The spell reversed the light and shadow, blinded the perception of the three members of the Hanshan faction, and made them misjudge the position of the young Taoist priest.

Only then did Cao Feng's strike fail.

At this moment, the Illusion Technique was deciphered, and the real figure of the young Taoist priest appeared beside him.

He failed to poke the dragon's hand, and he urgently needed to change his tactics.

However, two more lightning lights that illuminated the night sky suddenly flashed.

The Taoist priest only had time to block one of the "lightning bolts".

But another flash of lightning-like sword light pierced through his shoulder blades and nailed the Taoist priest directly to the wall of the house.

He looked at Hui Tianyu in front of him in shock: "The sword skills of the three of you are not Han Shan sword skills!"

It was Hui Tianyu and the elder of the Hanshan sect who came out with their swords together with Cao Feng.

Now that you have already started, there is no need to keep it, and the three of you will go all out together.

The same sword that frightened Hong Ye in the dark night illuminated the night sky three times with lightning, killing the young Taoist priest by surprise.

Cao Feng walked up to the other party at this time, and patted the Taoist priest's cheek with a smile:

"I said that you are not backers, but Chang'an City. Now do you understand why?"

His face was full of joy and excitement.

Although the opponent wasn't injured by his sword, if the opponent hadn't been cautious just now and had prepared an Illusion Technique to guard against it, Cao Feng's first strike might have directly made a contribution.

The other party is not the descendant of Shanhutang or Thunderbolt Sect, but the direct descendant of the Taoist Holy Land Wangzhen Temple.

As a result, he was injured by the sword that frightened Hong Ye.

Chang'an City is truly unfathomable.

If my family can make more contributions, will there be more and better rewards?

Just thinking about it makes Cao Feng feel dizzy.

"Save his life first, bring him back to Chang'an, and hand it over to Mr. Wu." Hui Tianyu said calmly from the side.

The elder of the Hanshan sect looked at the young Taoist priest with a slightly complicated expression, but finally nodded: "It should be so."

He called back Tianyu and Cao Feng to take each other up the mountain first, while he himself regrouped the disciples of the Hanshan School who had returned to Qinzhou Mansion.

Next, there may be another big battle, and the Hanshan faction may not be suitable to stay in Qinzhou for the time being.

It's time for them to make a comeback after Chang'an City and Wangzhen Temple decide the winner.

When the group returned to the city, the disciple of Wangzhen Temple was escorted in front of Mr. Wu Yun who was dressed in black.

Zhang Dongyun glanced at the young Taoist priest, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Notify his elders to talk."