Chapter 857

"We have a mission to come this time. Don't create complications." The old man replied.

Their task is very simple. It is to stir up the situation in this Lingwu conference, make the dragon group and other sects mistakenly think that they will have any conspiracy, attract the attention of Chinese martial artists and other sects, and win time for others.

"Sasaki, don't worry too much. Let's be careful." Then they took out several sets of black night clothes and changed them

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When Shen Feng and Zhang Yong arrived at the agreed place, pan Zhuofei had already waited there early. When she saw them coming, she quickly waved to them to come.

"What about the old man who has been following you? Didn't he look at you?" Zhang Yong smiled at her and asked.

"He is drinking with other predecessors. He doesn't know I ran out." Pan Zhuofei smiled and continued, "come with me."

With that, she took Shen Feng and Zhang Yong to the back mountain of Feihong sect.

Because there is a demon tower in the back mountain, the door leading to the back mountain is guarded. However, under the leadership of Pan Zhuofei, he is familiar with the road here. He skilfully walked around and came to the back mountain of Feihong sect from the path.

The forest behind the mountain of Feihong sect is dense. At this time, the sky is full of stars. There is a curved moon in the sky. The slight moonlight is cast on the earth, adding a bit of mystery to the forest behind the mountain.

"Wuwu..." a burst of owl's chirp came from a distance, and the sound came out a long distance in the silent back mountain.

Although the woods here are dense, there are paths in the woods. Each path is paved with stone slabs. There is a pavilion not far away, and people often walk back and forth here.

"Someone is coming." Several people quickly hid in a bush and didn't come out until several patrolling Feihong sect disciples passed by.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the woods began to become more dense and quiet. Somehow, Shen Feng suddenly had an ominous feeling and just wanted to go back quickly.

"How far is the demon tower?" Shen Feng asked pan Zhuofei in a deep voice.

"It's halfway up the mountain. Don't worry. It'll be there in a while." Pan Zhuofei smiled and said.

As soon as the voice fell, 'rustle...', a fine sound came from the trees not far away, which was particularly obvious in the silent woods.

"Who!" Zhang Yongli became alert and looked in the direction of the sound.

A dark shadow crossed the path, ran from the trees on one side to the other, and disappeared directly.

Zhang Yongchang breathed a sigh of relief because it was just a small animal, but before his heart calmed down, a lazy voice came from his ear: "what are you doing here? Don't you know that outsiders in the back mountain don't allow people to enter casually? "

This time, not only Zhang Yong, but also Shen Feng frowned, because he didn't notice anyone nearby.

"Is it uncle Qian?" Pan Zhuofei said to the direction of the voice.

When the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe, of medium build and slightly obese came out from behind a big tree with a long sword on his back.

This man is Qian Zheng who taught Yoshino Saburo a lesson at the beginning. According to his seniority, he is still the martial uncle of leader Feihong. However, judging from pan Zhuofei's title, her seniority seems to be not low.

"Which little doll are you? How do you know me? " Qian was looking at her.

"You may not know me, but I know you. My master Chongxiao often tells me about you. He says that you have advanced sword skills. No one in the Feihong sect can match you. He also has a sense of justice, except for the devil and the guardian......" before pan Zhuofei finished, Qian Zheng waved his hand.

"Stop, stop, don't flatter me here. Even if you are Chongxiao's disciple, you should tell me what you are doing in the back mountain of Feihong sect."

"In fact, we just came to see the demon tower. Uncle Qian should be able to meet my little request." Pan Zhuofei smiled and said.

"You are Chongxiao's disciple. It's nothing to have a look at the demon tower. What about them? Who are they?" Qian Zheng fixed his eyes on Shen Feng. He could detect that Shen Feng was obviously different from them.

"Hello, master. My name is Shen Feng." Shen Feng replied.

After Qian Zheng heard Shen Feng's name, his eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared on his face: "so you are Shen Feng. I heard nephew Dongfang mention that you are young and promising. Now it seems that you are much younger than I think."

Shen Feng was surprised. The nephew Dongfang in his mouth is Dongfang Hong naturally. Dongfang Hong is his nephew. It seems that this person should be a person of the super elder level of Feihong sect.

"I'm flattered, sir. I'm just doing my bit for China." Shen Feng said respectfully.

"And you?" Qian is looking at Zhang Yongdao.

"Almond hall, Zhang Yong." Zhang Yong respectfully replied that he also knew that the other party's identity in Feihong sect was definitely not low.

"Zhang Jia's boy is good. It's not easy for Zhang Jia to produce such a talent for practicing martial arts." Qian Zheng nodded and continued, "since you want to see me, I'll satisfy your curiosity and take you in."

Pan Zhuofei immediately showed an excited smile. She thought she was just looking at them from a distance, but she didn't think Qian Zheng actually agreed to let them in.

"But remember, don't touch anything after entering the demon tower." Qian Zheng told me.

All three nodded and were about to go to the town demon tower when there was a sound of footsteps not far away.

"Someone is coming." Qian Zheng and Shen Feng noticed it at the same time, then looked at each other and hid. After all, now Feihong sect has gathered zongmen and aristocratic families from all over China. Many people can't help but come here to have a look

Two young men came quickly along another path.

The two men were dressed in blue. They were Yu Bin and another pudgy man among the four sons of Qingcheng. They took part in the competition during the day. Yu Bin successfully entered the next round, but the other was eliminated. It is unknown why they came here.

"Elder martial brother, it is said that there are many mountain spirits and ghosts in the back mountain of Feihong sect. Let's go back." The pudgy man whispered.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't my Qingcheng Mountain suppressing many evil things? Besides, the sword in my hand is not vegetarian." Yu Bin said in a deep voice, disapproving.

His voice just fell, "wuwuwuwuwu..." a deep voice came from his ea