I am cultivating immortals in the martial arts world

Chapter 388 Lu Xiaofeng and Xiao Feng (Back)

"It's such a palm technique with the power of thousands of troops, I'm afraid it's the same as Xiao Feng who was in martial arts decades ago?"

The father and son were looking at the little snake curiously, when a voice suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome figure with two beards trimmed as neatly and beautifully as his eyebrows seemed to have four eyebrows walked towards the father and son.

"People in the world call her four-browed Lu Xiaofeng. May I ask who you two are...?"

After the figure approached, he cupped his fists towards Xiao Feng and his son, and said sincerely: "There is no other meaning, the best person in my life, Lu Xiaofeng, is to make friends with heroes from all walks of life besides good wine and beauties.

Just now, your Excellency's palm was like a thundering dragon, with unparalleled spirit.

Therefore, I have a heart of making friends. "

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

Xiao Feng looked up and down at the people who came, and after nodding, he stuffed the little white snake into his arms without fear of being bitten, and laughed loudly: "It's easy to say, so-and-so is Xiao Feng."

"Father!"

Xiao Zhi stretched out his hand, but retracted helplessly.

Knowing son Moruo father.

He naturally knew what Xiao Feng was doing, so he wanted to stop Xiao Feng from declaring his family name, but in the end he was a step too late and let his father say his name.

"really?!"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his head suddenly, looked at Xiao Feng in disbelief and said: "Your honor is the first generation of martial arts supreme, who solved the war between the two countries with his own strength, and defeated Xiao Feng with one hundred thousand seniors in the battlefield?"

"That's just a false name created by the meddlesome people in the rivers and lakes."

Xiao Feng shook his head indifferently: "To be honest, I, Xiao Feng, am just an ordinary herdsman on the Mobei Grassland."

"No wonder, no wonder senior can shake the world with a random palm..."

Lu Xiaofeng immediately believed it, and then stepped forward full of excitement and said, "I heard that senior likes good wine the most. I don't know, but junior will be lucky enough to drink with senior?"

in fact.

If Xiao Feng admitted it directly, he would never believe it.

But Xiao Feng said that he was just a herdsman, but he also explained that he was Xiao Feng from the side.

So, Lu Xiaofeng believed it.

And he is confident that he knows all the masters in this world to some extent, there is probably no one who can strike a dragon with a random palm, except for Xiao Feng and his descendants.

Even Hong Qigong can't do it!

After all, Lu Xiaofeng had met Hong Qigong before and dealt with him before, so he naturally knew the strength of the other party.

"If it's at the side, I don't mind, but right now I have something to do..."

Xiao Feng laughed and shook his head, rejecting the invitation of Lu Xiaofeng, a well-known figure in the world, and then said: "If there is a destiny, I will have a free time in the future, so I must get drunk with you."

The Xiao Feng at this time is no longer the Qiao Feng that even people around him couldn't see.

Now, although he is not as good as his mentor, he can still tell whether a person is good or bad.

Therefore, even though the conversation was only a few words, he has concluded that the person in front of him is definitely not a person with low moral character.

"Oh?"

Lu Xiaofeng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly thought of the purpose of his trip.

"Senior came to Zhongnan Mountain, could it be because of the nameless battle among friends of this junior?"

"it's not true."

Xiao Feng shook his head, after thinking about it, he still didn't reveal the truth in the end, and said tactfully: "A long time ago, I would not get involved in the affairs of the arena, this is just a small incident in my youth."

"The younger generation thinks too much..."

Lu Xiaofeng gave a wry smile, and shook his head again and again: "Although the younger generation's friends fought fiercely, no matter what, it didn't go to the point of alarming the senior."

Sword God Ximen Chuuxue, Baiyun City Lord Ye Gucheng, Sword Emperor Xie Xiaofeng, Desperate Yan Shisan...

The names of these people, perhaps any one of them can be famous in the world.

However, compared to the person in front of them, they are really inferior.

Even if they came by themselves, they would probably agree to this point.

"The younger generation offended."

After thinking about it, Lu Xiaofeng cupped his fists and apologized.

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Feng laughed out loud, and said indifferently: "No need, no need, since you said so, little friend, those friends of yours must be the ones who stir up the world with one hand, since that is the case, how can you say something offensive?

What's more, what Xiao dislikes the most in his life is the act of dividing people into three, six, and nine classes.

Xiao was born as a beggar, even when he was in the world, he also had many friends who were beggars and ordinary people who didn't know the slightest martial arts.

Don't say any more offensive words. "

Thinking of the legendary past of the person in front of him, Lu Xiaofeng smiled awkwardly: "This junior made a mistake, and this junior will never do it again!"

"It doesn't have to be like this, Xiao already knows that Xiao can change the way people think, so let's just let this matter go."

Xiao Feng shook his head, looked back at the sky, calculated the time and said: "It's getting late, Xiao is leaving now, see you someday."

After the words fell, he pulled his son and jumped up.

"I didn't expect to meet Senior Xiao today. By the way, Senior Xiao's master..."

"senior!"

"Senior, don't go!"

Lu Xiaofeng watched Xiao Feng leave with a smile, muttering to himself, but halfway through, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly opened his mouth to yell.

It's a pity that Xiao Feng has disappeared at this moment, and his voice has long been lost.

"Why did you forget about this?"

Looking at the empty mountain road, Lu Xiaofeng regretted it for a moment.

To be honest, I really can't blame him for all this.

Whether it is Lin Dong or Xiao Feng, they are all figures of an era.

Meeting such a character, as a junior, who can not be excited at all?

Even someone like Lu Xiaofeng was extremely excited after learning of Xiao Feng's identity.

After all, even though Xiao Feng and others were characters decades ago, they are still idols of many people.

He, Lu Xiaofeng, is one of Xiao Feng's little fans.

Therefore, even though Lu Xiaofeng appeared to be very calm during the conversation, in fact his heart was already in chaos.

"However, since that senior is hailed as an immortal teacher, he probably won't leave earlier than Senior Xiao, right?"

"If there is a destiny, I think we will be able to meet each other in the future."

After regretting, Lu Xiaofeng quickly recovered.

While lifting his foot forward, he frowned again: "Right now, those guys' affairs are the real big trouble...

Hey!
Is the title of the world's number one swordsman really that important? "

After all, several of those people were his friends.

His Heavenly Flying Immortal was learned by stealing from Ye Gucheng. He and Ximen Chuuxue are good friends. Back then, Shenjian Villa...

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng sighed deeply.

……

And at this time.

On the mountain road, a man with a white face and a slight beard, wearing a snow-white robe, his eyes looked like two cold stars in the dark, and holding a sword in his arms, was walking slowly.

He is Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

This Baiyun City was built by him after imitating the Border Protection City and the Peerless City, and he later called himself the City Lord.

In today's world, there are many similar people and forces.

He's not the only one.

However, he is the most dazzling one among them.

But today, the young Ye Gucheng came here to make his name more dazzling.

"Little friend's swordsmanship should be good. I think it has already condensed the sword intent, but in my opinion, the little friend's sword intent seems to be lacking."

The appearance of a voice instantly filled Ye Gucheng's face with horror.

He was approached within ten steps without feeling anything.

(End of this chapter)