Chapter 32: .What is a backer

After Cao Feng finished speaking, the room was silent.
The young Taoist priest who had forgotten the truth thought he had heard it wrong.
He turned his head to look at the elders of the Hanshan School.
The other party opened his mouth and finally made no sound, just a wry smile.
The Taoist movements turned a little stiff and looked at Hui Tianyu and Cao Feng again.
He was very angry and smiled: "What did you call Pendao just now?"
Hui Tianyu took a step forward at this time and answered before Cao Feng: "Senior Brother Cao is just relaying the original words, and he himself has no intention of disrespect to the Taoist leader."
The young Taoist sneered, but seemed to disdain to follow Tianyu and Cao Feng's two peers again, instead turning his head to look at the cold mountain elder.
"For the time being what they said is true, how do you plan on this matter?"
The old man let out a long sigh: "This matter, the old can't be the master, it depends on the decision of the head of the school."
Seeing Cao Feng's appearance, the old man had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Cao Feng is not stingy, reckless, and dissatisfied with the view of forgetting the truth.
It was him who came down the mountain, and it was clear at a glance what the mountain meant.
The young Taoist sneered, "Pan Dao said earlier that he asked your family chief to come and meet in person. What about others now?"
He looked around at everyone around him: "It seems that I have found a new backer, so that you have the confidence to abandon your original view?"
Cao Feng also sneered: "The Taoist leader's remarks are too serious. This faction has found a backer, but it is not a new backer."
"Brother Cao..." Hui Tianyu didn't want to directly conflict with each other in the same door.
But Cao Feng waved his hand: "Simply straighten out the words."
He looked at the disciple Wangzhenguan in front of him:
"Have you ever become our backer? It just treats us as animals."
The disciple Wangzhenguan laughed: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, it's rare to have a little self-knowledge."
Cao Feng happily: "You are the one who doesn't know yourself. Compared with Chang'an City, you are not worthy of even carrying shoes."
"Haha, just swallowed Tang Jun in Longbei County."
The young Taoist priest shook his head: "However, you are also frank."
While complimenting, he smiled.
And his body shape, in the eyes of the Hanshan faction three people, suddenly became illusory, distorted, like a cloud of smoke, about to disappear in place.
At the same time, behind Cao Feng, silently, there seemed to be clouds of smoke floating in the air, condensing into an arm.
With half sleeves of Dao robe over his arm, his five fingers stood side by side, poking at the back of Cao Feng's neck.
The cloud and smoke change, and the hand knife jabs, the movement seems soft and gentle, but in fact it is as fast as lightning.
The three of Cao Feng, who have been practicing martial arts for many years, didn't even have time to notice such a sudden and hidden move.
However, they do not need to be aware.
At the moment when the body of the young Taoist priest changed in front of him, Cao Feng's long sword came out of his waist.
Like lightning piercing the night sky, Cao Feng's sword is faster than the opponent's sneak attack!
The young Taoist priest was shocked.
He is a biography of Wangzhen Guan.
Shimen's Taoist magic morphing into smoke has been practiced by him.
Wangzhen View is ranked among the four sacred places in the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and its unique knowledge is natural and exquisite.
The smoke and clouds change, the shape and the shadow change, everything is only in a flash.
The Hanshan School is no more than a small local power in Qinzhou Prefecture, Longbei County.
The Hanshan swordsmanship has some merits in the eyes of the disciples of Wangzhenguan, but that's all.
The two sides played against each other, and the Hanshan School inheritance was undoubtedly crushed by the Forgotten True View and Unique Learning.
Normally, the young Taoist priest's trick was displayed, and the whole person disappeared in the same place as a cloud of smoke.
Then he appeared behind Cao Feng, and hit the back of Cao Feng's neck with a poke dragon hand in Taoist boxing, breaking his cervical vertebra on the spot.
The strength of the three Hanshan faction can't touch his clothes.
He did the same, and killed all the three fanatics in front of him one by one.
It should have been this way.
But now, Cao Feng Yijian is obviously faster than the young Taoist priest expected.
He used the phantom smoke to shift his shape, and before his body completely disappeared in the same place, Cao Feng stabbed with lightning.
As he dashed forward, he took advantage of the trend to avoid the Taoist jab from behind.
Then a sword stabbed the body of the young Taoist priest who had not completely disappeared in place.
No blood spilled.
The clouds suddenly shattered and drifted away, like dreamy bubbles.
The young Taoist's piercing hand did not hit Cao Feng.
Cao Feng's sword also fell through.
But the young Taoist priest was shocked in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, he was cautious.
Before turning his face, he habitually performed an illusion technique in secret.
The spell reversed the light and shadow, blinded the perception of the three Hanshan faction, and made them misjudge the position of the young Taoist priest.
Only then did Cao Feng fail.
At this moment, the magical technique was cracked, and the real figure of the young Taoist priest appeared on the side.
Long jab failed, he urgently needs to change his tricks.
However, two electric lights illuminating the night sky suddenly flashed.
Taoist priests only had time to block one of the "lightning".
But another lightning-like sword light penetrated his shoulder blades and nailed the Taoist priest directly to the wall of the house.
He looked at Hui Tianyu in shock: "The swordsmanship of the three of you is not Hanshan swordsmanship!"
It was Hui Tianyu and the elder of the Hanshan faction who had played swords with Cao Feng.
Now that you have already started, there is no need to keep it. The three of them worked hard together.
The same dark night horror sword, lightning illuminates the night sky three times, killing the young Taoist priest by surprise.
At this time, Cao Feng walked to the other side and patted the Taoist cheek with a smile:
"I said you are not backers, but Chang'an City is the one. Now you understand why?"
He was full of joy and excitement.
Although the opponent was not injured by his sword, if the opponent hadn't been cautious just now, and prepared an illusion technique early on, Cao Feng's first sword might have directly contributed.
The other party is not a descendant of Shanhutang and Perak Sect, but a descendant of Taoist sacred place Wangzhen Guan.
As a result, he was hurt by the Dark Night Terror Sword.
Chang'an City is really unfathomable.
If you can make more merits, will you get more and better rewards?
Just thinking about it, Cao Feng felt dizzy.
"Leave his life first, take it back to Chang'an, and leave it to Mr. Wu for disposal." Hui Tianyu said calmly from the side.
The elder of the Hanshan School looked at the young Taoist priest with a slightly complicated expression, but finally nodded: "That's right."
He asked Tianyu and Cao Feng to take each other up the mountain first, while he himself gathered the disciples of the Hanshan School back to Qinzhou Mansion.
Next, there may be another big battle, and the Hanshan faction may not be suitable to stay in Qinzhou temporarily.
It is time for them to make a comeback after Chang'an City and Wangzhen View decide the outcome.
When the group returned to the city, the Wangzhenguan disciple was taken to Mr. Wuyun who was dressed in black.
Zhang Dongyun glanced at the young Taoist priest, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Notify his elders to come and talk."