Peerless Martial Soul

Opposite him, a middle-aged man with a goatee in his thirties was kneeling there, raising his face and saying something.

In his gaze, the light flickered, and the eyeballs turned around from time to time, making him very smart.

His attitude towards Yang Buyi is extremely respectful.

After Yang Buyi finished listening, he pondered for a moment and slowly said, "You mean, Chen Feng has left the sect, right?"

"That's right!" said the middle-aged goatee: "After your order that day, I have been sending people to stare at Chen Feng, but we are always staring at a distance for fear that we will startle the snake and we have never been close. "

"Today evening, the disciple of the Waizong named Wang Wei went to the valley and said something to Chen Feng. Through Chen Feng, he quickly left his cave and headed southwest of Qian Yuanzong."

"But this little **** doesn't know that all this has fallen into our eyes. After I get the news, I will come to you to report back."

Yang Buyi stayed quiet and asked in a deep voice, "This time, you got the news, do you know where he is going?"

The middle-aged man with a goatee, his eyes flickering: "According to my guess, he should have gone to Cold Spring City to kill Su Zhaodong."

"Because according to the report of the spies we planted in the outer sect, Su Zhaodong left the sect today."

"Su Zhaodong and Chen Feng have a deep hatred, and Chen Feng will never let go of this good opportunity."

"Is it Cold Spring City?" Yang Buyi's gaze showed the color of thought, and said slowly: "Lengquan City is six or seven hundred miles away from Qian Yuanzong. This distance is fine."

Yang Buyi said slowly: "This little **** has finally left Qian Yuanzong. These days he has been huddled in Qian Yuanzong, making me want to attack him, but I can't find a chance."

"The last time he went to Long River City, the journey was too close. If he killed him halfway, it would be easy to leak the wind. This time he went to Cold Spring City to find his own way!"

He looked at the middle-aged man with goatee, and said, "It's time for him to go on horseback, so go and notify him!"

The goatee replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Yang Buyi showed a bitter bitterness in his eyes, staring at him firmly, and said with a cold voice: "That little bunny, killed my son, and made me suffer that humiliation. I must let him die!"

"You must handle this errand for me, otherwise I will definitely make you better off than dead!"

The middle-aged goatee shivered immediately. Knowing Yang's hard work, he quickly knelt on the ground and lowered his head lower.

"Please rest assured, I will do it properly."

After a while, the goatee middle-aged man left the palace where Yang Buyi was located and walked towards Nei Zong.

It seemed that he was going to return to his residence, but when he was approaching Nei Zong, he suddenly turned around and entered the forest next to Qian Yuanzong.

After a cup of tea time, I came to a hidden valley. There, a man who looked older than Yang Buyi, had white hair and beard, and was in his seventies or eighties, was sitting cross-legged, practicing quietly. .

The middle-aged man with a beard walked up to him and whispered: "The opportunity is here. Chen Feng went to Cold Spring City. Go there and kill him!"

"Madam Yang ordered that Chen Feng must be killed!"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed, and said in a cold voice: "Are you talking to me in a commanding tone?"

The middle-aged goatee panicked, but his mouth was still stiff: "This is Mrs. Yang's order!"

The old man suddenly snorted and flicked out his sleeves, hitting the goatee middle-aged man's chest hard, hitting him tens of meters away, landing on the ground, vomiting blood.

The old man stood up, put his sleeves, his voice was arrogant but cold: "If Chen Feng hadn't killed my nephew this time, would I have cooperated with you?"

"Yang Buyi didn't dare to talk to me like that, what are you?"

With that, he straightened his sleeves, turned and left.

At this time, Su Zhaodong rode a weird monster and hurriedly headed towards Cold Spring City.

The monster was extremely fast and swift, but Su Zhaodong didn't seem to be enough, he kept pushing, kicking his legs on the monster's belly vigorously.

Su Zhaodong's face has a trace of anxiety that can't be concealed, his eyes are solemn, as if he has seen the cold spring city not far away through the heavy fog.

Cold Spring City is the seat of the Su family and the foundation of the Su family. One third of the business in the city is controlled by the Su family.

The Su family is here as the overlord of one party, and even the City Lord's Mansion is helpless.

The Su family came out in large numbers and the financial resources were extremely strong. Su Zhaodong's ability to climb to such a high position in Qian Yuanzong was inseparable from the support of the family.

Of course, with his support, the strength of the family is also rapidly expanding.

And just this morning, an urgent letter came from the family. His eldest brother, the current Patriarch of the Su family, suddenly died of illness and asked him to go home and preside over the overall situation.

So Su Zhaodong rushed towards the family immediately, unable to help him not worry.

Now in this family, in addition to him, there are two younger brothers, both of whom are quite powerful, and they are deeply rooted in the family, which has an advantage over him.

If he can't arrive in time, it is very likely that when he returns to the family, the family power will have fallen into the hands of the two younger brothers, and nothing will happen to him anymore. Su Zhaodong absolutely cannot allow it.