Chapter 215: Tang Hao destroyed the Wind Sword Formation with one hammer. How dare the lower four sects touch my son? (Subscribe)
The murderous aura he exuded alone made the two Fengjian Sect disciples instantly realize that they were definitely no match for this mysterious middle-aged man with stubble on his face.

"No, nothing... Senior, I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. We are just looking for a child named Tang San, that is, that is..."

The leading man in black was trembling, and before he could finish his words, the portrait in his hand flew out.

Tang Hao looked at the slightly familiar face in the portrait, and his face, which was already full of vicissitudes, became even gloomier.

"Boom..."

The astonishing murderous aura poured out like a wave, instantly suffocating the two Fengjian Sect disciples. They fell to the ground one after another, their eyes filled with fear.

Tang Hao walked up to one of them and said.

"Tell me quickly, where is Xiao San?"

"We, we don't know either. It was the Sect Master who ordered us to hunt down this kid named Tang San, and he also said that we must find him alive or dead, but we don't know where he is hiding."

The man in black had his eyes wide open and his legs were shaking, as if he was about to pee.

"Your clan leader ordered the pursuit and killing of Xiao San?"

Hearing this, Tang Hao's old eyes, full of vicissitudes, released an extremely terrifying murderous intent, and his whole aura also surged.

Then, he glanced at the wind sword on the black-clothed man's waist, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and said.

"Are you disciples of the Wind Sword Sect?"

"Yes... yes... Senior, it was the Sect Master who asked us to hunt down the kid named Tang San throughout the city. The Sect Master said that whoever kills Tang San can obtain a soul bone from the Feng family and become the new generation of hall master, but, but... we have been looking for a whole month and have not found him."

Faced with such shocking murderous aura, the Fengjian Sect disciple did not dare to hide anything and immediately spoke out what was in his mind.

After confirming that the two men in black were disciples of the Wind Sword Sect, Tang Hao's murderous aura gradually subsided. There was a hint of disdain in his old eyes as he said.

"Feng Bailong, the leader of the Fengjian Sect, you are just a useless person. How dare you attack my son, Tang Hao?"

After saying that, Tang Hao moved his palm, and a surge of soul power surged out, directly smashing the head of the Fengjian Sect disciple who had just spoken.

That’s right, Tang Hao was not a kind-hearted person. He was the most terrifying of the two existing gods of death at that time.

He also believed that if his son Xiaosan was really found by these Fengjian Sect disciples, then these Fengjian Sect disciples would hunt him down without mercy for the so-called soul bones and the sect master's reward.

Since these Fengjian Sect disciples have already decided to kill his son Xiaosan, then as a father, he will naturally not show mercy to these evildoers.

However, every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its creditor.

Tang Hao knew that killing these minions was useless. If he wanted to solve the problem completely, he had to find Feng Bailong, the leader of Fengjian Sect.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao raised his gaze and looked at the other black-clothed disciple of the Fengjian Sect who was already trembling with fear, and said.

"Take me to see your leader."

It was just a very simple sentence, but it seemed to contain infinite pressure.

"Yes, yes... Senior, I'll take you there right away."

The other Fengjian Sect disciple nodded repeatedly in fear, and then immediately crawled in front like a dog, not even daring to stand up.

The headquarters of the Fengjian Sect is not in Tiandou City, but on Fengjian Mountain, dozens of miles away from Tiandou City.

Fengjian Mountain is nearly a thousand meters high, towering and majestic. At the highest point of the mountain, there is an ancient mansion.

In the training ground behind the mansion, many disciples of the Fengjian Sect were practicing sword skills.

On the mountain road leading to the mansion, there were also hundreds of Fengjian Sect disciples guarding the mountain gate.

As one of the four lower sects, the Wind Sword Sect is now in its heyday on the mainland and has a great reputation. There are tens of thousands of disciples in the sect. Its status is second only to the powerful Holy Dragon Sect and Black Tiger Sect, and is on par with the Elephant Armor Sect. You know, the Elephant Armor Sect is an old sect, while the Wind Sword Sect has only been established for a few decades.

However, as the sect leader, Feng Bailong knew that the reason why Fengjian Sect was able to rise quickly and become one of the lower four sects was largely due to the support of the Spirit Hall.

However, the Spirit Hall's support for the Feng Jian Sect was equivalent to secretly controlling the Feng Jian Sect. In recent years, Feng Bailong increasingly felt that he, as the sect leader, was basically a puppet. No matter what actions he took, he had to obey the arrangements of the Spirit Hall, which made him very unhappy.

in the room.

Feng Bailong, wearing a blue robe and with his eyes covered with a piece of cloth, sat cross-legged.

The blue wind sword was right in front of him, but at this moment, the sword was trembling slightly.

"Well, what's going on?"

After taking a look at the blue wind sword, Feng Bailong suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Is something going to happen tonight?"

Feng Bailong immediately withdrew his gaze and looked at the night outside the window.

Although he said he was looking, in fact, he was using his mental power to see through everything around him.

That’s right, Feng Bailong, the leader of the Fengjian Sect, has some problems with his eyes, so he often covers his eyes with a piece of cloth. But it’s not that he can’t see, it’s just that his vision is blocked.

As for why this happened? In fact, it was because of the technique he practiced and the special nature of the Wind Sword martial soul.

In short, he blindfolded his eyes in order to better control the wind sword in his hand and allow his martial soul to exert more powerful power.

After a moment, Feng Bailong slowly stood up. He put his fingers together, retracted the Wind Sword in a very pretentious posture, stepped on it, and quickly flew into the air.

"It seems like someone broke into my mountain gate? I should go check it out."

Feng Bailong, who had his eyes blindfolded, did not see clearly who the person was. He just vaguely felt a sense of danger.

So he flew on his sword and flew towards the mountain gate at an extremely fast speed.

During the flight, Feng Bailong still did not take off the cloth over his eyes.

Obviously, he did not take the uninvited guest who broke into Fengjian Mountain seriously. After all, his strength was among the best in the entire Tiandou Empire.

Today, his soul power has reached level 85. Although he is still a long way from becoming a Titled Douluo, he is not afraid at all even if a Titled Douluo comes to Fengjian Mountain.

Because the Fengjian Sect has a very powerful sect protection formation, called the Fengjian Formation.

The so-called Wind Sword Formation is a powerful sword formation led by the sect leader Feng Bailong and assisted by 3000 disciples.

In Feng Bailong's opinion, as long as the Wind Sword Formation is released, even Super Douluo above level 95 will have to temporarily avoid the attack.

Of course, this is just what he thinks. In fact, he has never fought against a Super Douluo above level 95.

"I don't know who dared to break into the gate of my Fengjian Sect? The hundreds of disciples guarding the mountain couldn't solve it, so I think he must be quite powerful."

Feng Bailong was guessing in his mind, but he did not connect this matter with the order he had given some time ago to help the Feng family hunt down a young man named Tang San.

In Feng Bailong's opinion, helping the Feng family hunt down a teenager who was not even 20 years old was just a small matter. There was no need for him to do it himself. He was just giving face to the Feng family's eldest elder.

The eldest elder of the Feng family is the president of the Shinfeng Academy, one of the four elemental academies. The Shinfeng Academy also sends a large number of students to the Fengjian Sect every year. Therefore, as long as the Feng family asks, he will certainly help. After all, the person to be killed is just a teenager with no background.

That’s right, this was exactly what Feng Bailong was thinking. However, he didn’t expect that what he was going to face next was a nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)