It was midnight, and in a valley outside Tongbai City, a few sharp whistles suddenly came. First, there were a few whistles in the southwest corner, and then there were whistles in the southeast corner. The whistles were sharp and shrill. Not long after, they gathered together. It was the disciples of Xingsuhai who blew the flute and called everyone to gather together.

"The master brother's magical magic power has opened our eyes." The sound of the flute gradually faded, and someone shouted loudly. He saw a pile of flames growing in the valley. The flames were about five feet high, with pure green color and awesome ghostly spirit, which was very different from ordinary flames. More than ten people gathered beside the flames, and the same colored Magu cloth shirt fell to the ground around the flames. Only a man in Magu stood floating, putting one end of a two-foot-long jade flute in front of the flames and blew it to the flames. The flames suddenly went out, and then they were bright, and the sound of the puff rose into the air, rising about a stubborn height, and then slowly lowered.

Although he was the eldest brother, Zhaixingzi was only twenty-seven or eight years old. He was tall and thin, with a yellowish complexion and a handsome face. However, when Ding Chunqiu founded the school, in order to make the martial arts generation stronger than the next generation, he set a rule to determine the ranking based on the strength of the skill. The eldest brother was extremely powerful. If the junior brother was not convinced, he could resist with force at any time. At that time, he would determine the level of martial arts. If the eldest brother won, he would naturally kill and fight. If the junior brother won, he would immediately jump to the eldest brother and execute the original eldest brother. The master just stood by and watched and never intervened. Under this rule, everyone must work hard to make progress.

Cultivate to protect yourself, but on the surface, you should be calm and appear to be low-spirited, so as not to cause suspicion from the elder brother. The disciples of other sects often stagnate when they practice to a certain degree, but the disciples of the Xingsu Sect dare not be lazy for a long time and practice diligently. Although the elder brother is worried, they are afraid that each junior brother will challenge him, but the younger brother is always worried that the elder brother will find him. However, as long as he practices his skills, the elder brother will not be sure of winning, and he will not easily provoke him. Zhaixingzi can become the elder brother of the Xingsu Sect at the age of 27 or 28. Whether it is martial arts, it is a temporary choice, and he is very cruel to the oppression of the younger brothers.

"Second junior brother, Master asked you to chase after the junior sister, can you find her trace?" After a while of flames, Zhai Xingzi said to a lion-nosed man. This man is Mo Yunzi, a second disciple of the Xingsu Sect. Zhai Xingzi was a little afraid of him in the past. Seeing that he had done something wrong, he happened to have an attack today.

"Go back to the master, I have found the traces of the junior sister, but... just..." Mo Yunzi stuttered, as if he was hesitant.

"It's just what? Did you act arbitrarily and lose the trace of your junior sister?" Zhai Xingzi shouted sternly. After the Divine Wood King Ding was stolen by A Zi, Ding Chunqiu sent several groups of disciples to pursue him. Finally, he sent him out and vowed to capture A Zi back. Seeing that Mo Yunzi made a mistake, Zhai Xingzi naturally had to rectify him if he had the chance.

Frightened in his heart, Mo Yunzi hurriedly said, "No...no... the junior sister is still near Tongbai City. But the junior brother was entangled by Gusu Murong, and the junior brother dared not go there without permission!"

"Why don't you dare to go out of the way? Could it be that you will meet Nan Murong?" Zhai Xingzi said sternly. "Bei Qiaofeng, Nan Murong" are two masters of the Central Plains martial arts world. Even he can hear the fame of them in the Western Regions.

Mo Yunzi said: "Although I didn't meet Nan Murong, I met Bei Qiaofeng, and he blocked my footprints!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but say "Oh". Zhai Xingzi frowned slightly and said, "Is the Beggars' Sect also involved in this matter? That's not easy to deal with."

Although Mo Yunzi was a little scared, he still said, "Senior Brother, Qiao Feng is no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect. You just came from the west and I thought you had never heard of this major event in the Central Plains martial arts world recently. Qiao Feng has already expelled everyone from the Beggars' Sect!" He didn't care about his own affairs, and his words were much smoother, and he said it in one breath.

Zhai Xingzi let out a sigh, his tense face immediately relaxed, and asked, "Has Qiao Feng expelled from the Beggars' Sect? Is it true?"

At this time, another disciple, the third disciple of Xingsu Sect, Zhui Fengzi, said: "There are people in the world that say that he is not a Han Chinese, but a Khitan. Everyone in the Central Plains heroes are willing to kill him. I heard that this man killed his father, his mother, his master, his friends, he is despicable and vulgar, and he does everything."

Zhai Xingzi sneered twice and said, "What is 'Bei Qiaofeng, Nan Murong'? That is the words that their Central Plains warriors claim to each other. I don't believe that these two guys can withstand the magical skills of my Xingsu Sect!"

Zhuifengzi said, "That's right! The junior brothers think so too. The master is extraordinary in martial arts. This time he came to the Central Plains and killed "Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong" together, to frustrate the spirit of the Central Plains martial artists so that they can know the power of my Xingsu Sect."

"Is that so? I want to kill me, see if you have the ability!" After Zhui Fengzi finished speaking, the disciples of the Xingsu Sect suddenly heard this sentence. As they spoke, everyone saw that the flames surrounding the middle suddenly dispersed, and two thin green fires were divided into pieces and burned towards Zhaixingzi.

"Who?" Shocked, Zhaixingzi shouted, slapped his left palm, pressing against the green fire, so that it would not move closer. The green fire froze in the air for a moment, and the flame head moved forward again. In the darkness, it looked like a long green snake lying across the air, swinging gently, with bright and weird colors and flashing light.

Zhai Xingzi shouted loudly, his palm power increased, and suddenly the green fire sniffed and two sparks exploded, attacking from left and right. The green fire was ignited with drugs such as nitr sulfone and phosphite. It was not surprising that it became a fire that hurts people under the internal force. The momentum became very fierce, as if he wanted to cut off the two green fires and push them away in reverse. The two junior brothers cheered: "Good kung fu, senior brother is amazing!"

However, before the two of them finished speaking, there were two winds, and the two sparks quickly returned to Zhaixingzi incompetently. Zhaixingzi was stunned. In a daze, two sparks had shot in front of him and jumped up quickly. A spark flew past his feet, and the second spark had already rushed towards his lower abdomen. Zhaixingzi was in mid-air, how could he still raise upwards? With a sneer, the spark had burned his belly. Zhaixingzi screamed "Ah" and fell down, and the green fire returned to the pile of flames.

Zhai Xingzi looked bleak, bit his tongue hard, and a mouthful of blood sprayed into the flames. The flames suddenly darkened and then became bright, making everyone's eyes even more likely to open. The disciples couldn't help but cheer loudly: "Senior Brother has good skills, which will open our eyes." Zhai Xingzi suddenly whirled, and turned more than ten circles like a top. His sleeves blew, and the entire pile of flames suddenly pulled up, pressing forward like a wall of fire.
Chapter completed!