Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1327 Announcement from the Martial World

Di Gou's little face showed some emotion.

He had lived on the edge of life and death since childhood and was used to the deceit and backstabbing in interpersonal relationships. He had never had such a master before.

"I knew Di Gou had chosen the right master. Rest assured, sir, I will follow you to the death."

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want from me?"

The selected area is rarely visited by pedestrians, so the surroundings are very quiet.

After glancing around, he took out a roll of cloth from his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Feng's hand.

"Sir, look, I feel this is very important to you, that's why I rushed over here."

Lin Feng unfolded the cloth roll and saw several lines of small characters written on it.

"Announcement to the martial arts world: Lin Shou, a villager from Lingdouzi Village, Huxi Township, Qingshui County, Zhenxi Protectorate, is exceptionally intelligent and possesses extraordinary talents. He has been accepted as a disciple of our sect. This is hereby announced."

The inscription below reads: Taihang Sword-Shaped Gate.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment.

Aren't they a reclusive sect?

Why would such a public announcement be made?

Is this a way of openly telling oneself that one has taken action against one's own family?

Lin Feng's mind was in a mess. It wouldn't be right to say that someone had attacked his family. The announcement clearly stated that it was for the recruitment of disciples, not anything else.

However, when a reclusive sect steps forward and announces to the martial arts world that it has accepted Lin Feng's sister as a disciple, others will only find it strange, but to Lin Feng, it is a challenge.

You either obediently come to the Taihang Mountains and submit, or your sister will be in danger.

Lin Feng found a stone by the roadside to sit down. He needed to calm down and think about the matter carefully.

In the battle at Jade Floating Mountain, I severed the limbs of three elders from the three major sects. This grudge must be settled to the death.

Logically, the major reclusive sects should have shifted their focus from Lin Feng himself to the broken sword in his hand.

At that time, Lin Feng had clearly stated that the broken sword had been taken away by one of the three elders.

Whether the other elders believed it or not, it at least caused them some doubt.

The Sword-Shaped Sect openly broke the rules by attacking Lin Feng's family, demonstrating their stance that they were willing to defy public opinion to take Lin Feng's life.

Lin Feng then thought back to the time when the three major sects had already targeted the people around him. His master, Daoist Zhen Zhuo, had died at the hands of those three old men.

Feeling he didn't yet have the strength to fight against the hidden sects, he temporarily put aside the idea of ​​avenging his master.

Who would have thought that they would turn around and harm their own sister?

This is meant to drive Lin Feng to the brink of despair.

What "letter to the martial arts world"? It's clearly telling Lin Feng, "Your sister is in my hands. Are you coming or not?"

Lin Feng's various thoughts swirled and intertwined in his mind, and he couldn't sort them out for the time being.

The ground hook has already quietly left.

He was smart enough to see the importance of this news to Lin Feng, so he didn't dare to disturb him too much and decided to let Lin Feng think about it carefully.

When you need to use his hook, a connecting graphic will naturally be generated.

Lin Feng was racking his brains for a solution when an Imperial Guard officer walked by on the street.

"Hey, which battalion are you from? What are you doing here?"

Lin Feng looked up, his expression blank.

"The commander of the Jingdong Youqi Camp is resting here."

"From the Jingdong Prefecture? Has a battle report been sent over?"

"It has been delivered and is on its way back to the Jingdong Prefecture."

Seeing that Lin Feng had no problem, the officer frowned and asked again.

"Is it true that pirates have appeared in the eastern part of Jingdong Prefecture?"

"It's true. They've already been killed by us, and we haven't found any other pirates crossing the Fengze River."

The officer nodded, turned to leave, but then suddenly turned back.

"Hey kid, how dare you, a mere squad leader, speak to me like that?"

He finally noticed the problem: the two men's clothing was clearly several levels below each other, but Lin Feng remained seated on the ground and did not stand up to greet him when answering the question.

Lin Feng was feeling anxious and his emotions were about to spiral out of control.

He didn't care about superiors or subordinates anymore; he just suppressed his inner turmoil and answered the other party's questions.

But on the streets of Kyoto, unable to suddenly kill someone, he could only hang his head and remain silent, forcefully suppressing his negative emotions.

"Hey kid, you dare to defy this general? You've got a death wish."

Lin Feng was really struggling to suppress his emotions, and he gritted his teeth and forced out a single word.

"roll."

The officer took a step back, reached out and grabbed his waist knife, and chuckled coldly.

"Kid, I think you're a spy. You'd better come back to camp and explain yourself, or else..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feng sprang up and kicked the officer in the stomach.

The officer was kicked away by Lin Feng and fell to the ground in the middle of the street, about two or three zhang away.

The officer clutched his stomach and vomited.

The kick was very heavy; although Lin Feng had reduced his strength, it was still beyond what he could withstand.

Lin Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief, climbed onto his horse, and spurred it toward the city gate.

As they approached the city gate, they shouted loudly.

"Urgent! Urgent! Passengers, please make way..."

Chaos erupted on the street as pedestrians scattered and the guards stood there in astonishment, not stepping forward to stop them.

They found it strange; there were urgent reports rushing from outside the capital to the capital, but they rarely saw urgent reports being sent outside the city.

Lin Feng galloped out of the capital city gates, crossed the drawbridge, and rushed into the fields, where he let his horse run at full speed.

Having sorted out his thoughts, he realized that the Zhenxi Army should not intervene in the current battle situation, and Zhu Qisheng's treasure was already under his control. With Liu Shuxue around, he had nothing to worry about.

The issue of his younger sister being accepted into the Sword Formation Sect is the one that urgently needs to be addressed now.

Although Lin Feng is from outer space, strictly speaking, he no longer belongs to this world.

However, on the surface, Lin Shou and Lin Mao are still his sister and father.

If someone harms your family members, you can't just ignore it, and you certainly can't back down.

The reclusive sects have repeatedly crossed my bottom line. If this matter is not resolved, I will never have peace.

The Taihang Mountains are located in the Central Plains, quite far from Zhenxi, but they are the closest to other sects, so they first attacked their own family members.

It is estimated that other sects are also involved. This battle will definitely have similarities to the battle at Yuquan Temple. We are just waiting for him to walk into the trap.

It's unlikely that the three disabled members of the three major sects will step forward. I wonder what level of expert they will send to deal with me this time.

Lin Feng ran wildly, crossing fields and hillsides, heading straight north.

The news of the Taihang Sword Formation Sect accepting Lin as a disciple was received by the Zhenxi Army and the Eight Prefectures of Zhenxi.

Bai Jing and Wang Qian were sitting in the general manager's office, looking at each other with worried expressions.

This intelligence had already been sent out by Wei Bao's cavalry, but they did not know where Lin Feng was at present.

They all knew about Lin Feng's conflict with the reclusive sects, and Lin Shou's sudden being taken away by the Sword Form Sect was definitely not a good thing.

Although popular legend says that the cultivators of these reclusive sects are like immortals on earth.

However, in their hearts, Lin Feng had long since torn off its veil of mystery, and it was no longer magical or unattainable.

"Sister-in-law, let me take some men up the mountain to ask about the situation?"

Bai Jing shook her head: "General Wang, no matter how many men you bring, I'm afraid you won't even be able to get through the mountain gate."

Wang Qian retorted, "The Zhenxi Army is invincible; how could we be afraid of these cowardly cowards?"

"It has nothing to do with the number of people. Although their character is bad, their methods are very strong. They are not people that ordinary people like us can deal with."

"What should I do?"

Wang Qian also became anxious.