The personal master of the female president

Lin Feng was driving the car on the way to the outskirts of the capital.

The place written on the white paper is the place where Lin Feng was framed that time.

There, more than a dozen Jinyiwei masters were killed, and Lin Feng took the blame.

It was also that time that the grievances between Lin Feng and Jin Yiwei were separated.

But this time, the person who kidnapped Dong Yanran chose the location again. What is the connection between the two?
In the dark night, Lin Feng drove Su Terren's sports car to the limit, and galloped across the road like a gust of wind.

The faster the car, the calmer Lin Feng became.

He was still thinking about who was behind that in his mind.

What purpose did they catch Dong Yanran and lead him there?
Lin Feng had to go to rescue Dong Yanran, no matter where he came from, he had to go.

Even if the relationship between the two has reached this level, Lin Feng still owes Dong Yanran everything.

Before returning to the capital, if it wasn't for Dong Yanran, he would have died in the wilderness.

Dong Yanran's expression appeared in Lin Feng's mind, and his eyes gradually became firm.

No matter who it is, no one can stop him...

The car stopped near the outskirts of the capital. Lin Feng got out of the car and walked inside.

There was silence all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The houses in the distance are brightly lit.

Lin Feng walked over, the sound of footsteps was very harsh in this silent night.

When Lin Feng walked in completely and was exposed to a piece of light.

Not far in front of him, stood a person.

"You came!"

With his back facing Lin Feng, that figure was a little short and seemed a little old.

Standing there, he seemed to be the only one in the world.

"Where is she?"

"She's fine."

Lin Feng felt that the voice sounded familiar, and frowned, "Who are you?"

The figure turned around slowly and looked at Lin Feng.

The old man looked a little old, with gray hair, but he could still see the handsomeness of that year on his face.

Those squinting eyes seem to be able to see through everything.

He looked at Lin Feng calmly, as if it was a matter of course.

However, when Lin Feng saw him, he was stunned!

The kind of stunned and dumbfounded from head to toe.

This old man, he knows.

Not only know, but very familiar!

Lin Feng's eyes sharpened suddenly, and a feeling of being betrayed came to his heart.

He's angry, he's really angry.

He had thought of countless people, but he never thought that it was him, why would it be him...

His body trembled slightly: "Is it you?"

"It's me!" The old man replied lightly.

"Why you?" Lin Feng clenched his fists in disbelief.

"I have to come." He seemed to sigh a little.

Lin Feng stared at him: "You want to kill me?"

The old man didn't make a sound, this was already the best answer.

Lin Feng stared at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Anger, betrayal, disappointment, and disbelief.

All kinds of emotions gathered in Lin Feng's heart and burst out all at once.

The old man in front of him is Xie Zhuo, the ancestor of the Xie family, a master who stepped into the realm of a master many years ago.

These are not the point, the point is that the Xie family is the descendant of Baguazhang.

Different from the descendants of the Ye family Ba Guazhang, although the Ye family is also a family of Ba Guazhang inheritance.But compared with the Xie family, it is still a bit worse.

More importantly, Xie's family is from Shiliting.

From one of the eight great families!

Xie Zhuo, like Lin Feng, is from Shiliting.

"..."

In Lin Feng's memory, Shiliting is a special village.

This is a place that doesn't look big, but is full of quack atmosphere.It looks like an ordinary village, but it is full of various adventures.

It is inconspicuous, and there is not even a decent road outside the entire village.

It is very ordinary, every household is harmonious, chickens and dogs hear each other, like a paradise.

Lin Feng deeply loved this land, the place where he was born and raised.

And the old man in front of him, the ancestor of the Xie family, the old man who always looks kind, and when he was mischievous and caused trouble when he was young, he always smiled and didn't care.

The old man who was a good man in his own impression, unexpectedly appeared here.

He is going to kill himself.

Lin Feng said to himself in his heart.

Lin Feng never dreamed that he would appear here.

Even during the Chinese New Year, Lin Feng went to Xie's house to pay New Year's greetings, and even visited the old man.

Lin Feng respected this old man from the bottom of his heart.

Even Lin Feng's grandfather, Lin Zheng, was full of respect for this old man.

He propped up the entire Xie family with his own strength and maintained the current glory of the Xie family.

There has never been any grievances between his Lin family and the Xie family.

Lin Feng never thought that such a day would happen.

The moment he saw Xie Zhuo, Lin Feng felt a sense of betrayal in his heart.

Is this one of your own people beating your own people, and your own people stabbing your own people in the back?

Are you worthy of Shiliting if you do this?

"Are you worthy of Shiliting if you do this?"

Lin Feng's tone was very excited and full of questioning.

Xie Zhuo looked calm, and said: "This time I am sorry for your Lin family, but I have no choice."

"This is your reason, an excuse?" Lin Feng sneered, with an indescribable sadness in his heart.

They are all from Shili Pavilion, from the same place!

In Lin Feng's heart, it was a piece of pure land, a piece of pure land that had nothing to do with the world.

No matter how turbulent the world is, no matter what happens, no one has ever brought the flames of war to Shiliting.

Because there are eight great families of ancient martial arts in Shiliting, this is the confidence of Shiliting.

It has been like this for many years.

But now... Lin Feng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Xie Zhuo shook his head, "It's useless to talk too much, someone wants your life, I'm just responsible for carrying it out!"

Lin Feng stared at him firmly, his voice was somewhat unwilling: "Give me a reason, why..."

Why did you betray Shiliting?
why.

Xie Zhuo looked at Lin Feng, and there seemed to be a bit of unbearable in those old eyes.

After a long time, he sighed: "The Xie family is incompetent, they gave the Xie family a chance..."

"..."

"I know!" Lin Feng collected his emotions, took a deep breath, looked at Xie Zhuo, and said with a sneer, "Are you confident that you can kill me? Even the sword god can't kill me, so why can you kill me? "

"And us!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Lin Feng.

Looking back, a group of young men in white with long swords on their backs surrounded Lin Feng.

"Seven Sons of Immortal Sword?" Lin Feng's eyes froze.

"It's us!" The leader stared at Lin Feng coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Lin Feng, you have successively killed my uncle Jian Wushuang of the Immortal Sword Sect, junior brother Ma Haoran, and several masters of my Immortal Sword Sect If this revenge is not avenged, the law of heaven will not allow it."

"You are such a devil, everyone can kill it!"

"Today is your day of death!"

The legendary seven members of the Immortal Sword School, the Seven Sons of the Immortal Sword, are said to be highly skilled and first-class masters.

Unexpectedly, they all appeared here just to kill Lin Feng.

Everyone's face is full of hatred, they can be said to hate Lin Feng to the bone.

So many masters of their Immortal Sword Sect fell into Lin Feng's hands, and they lost all face.

Even their spiritual belief in the sword god failed to defeat Lin Feng, which made the people of the Immortal Sword Sect even more angry.

"I've waited for you for so long and haven't done anything yet, but you people from the Immortal Sword Sect can really bear it. Have you been waiting for this day for a long time?" Lin Feng glanced at them and said calmly.

"That's right, you're dead today!"

"We're going to kill you to avenge my brothers and sisters!"

"Lin Feng, die!"

"Even if you are a grandmaster, you will definitely die today!"

They waited so long for this day.

They want to kill Lin Feng, want Lin Feng to die, and rectify the name of their Immortal Sword Sect!
Seven people drew their swords, and the sword energy soared to the sky, surrounding Lin Feng.

"It is rumored that the Seven Masters of the Immortal Sword have a sword formation that is unparalleled in the world. I want to see it today and see if it is really so magical!"

Lin Feng took a step forward, and the situation changed.

Endless aura radiated from all directions, today is a battle to the death.

If you want to fight, then come on!
The seven sons of Xianjian looked at each other, and the seven swords came out together.

In an instant, sword qi crisscrossed the world.

Although the seven sons of the Immortal Sword have not reached the realm of a master, the strength of the seven joining forces is no less than that of a master.

The seven people are divided into seven positions, seven directions, and their swords are facing the sky.

At that moment, countless sword shadows roared past.

The speed is extremely fast, leaving afterimages in place.

In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed densely covered with sword arrays.

The sect of Xianjian regards the sword as its pinnacle, with a sword in hand, everything in the world is in hand.

Break the way with the sword, and shoot all the arrows!
Standing in the formation, Lin Feng felt endless murderous aura at this moment.

The killing intent of the Immortal Sword School's Seven Swords Formation was indeed strong.

Finally, when the murderous aura of the sword formation reached its peak, they moved!

"kill!"

The overwhelming flying swords headed towards Lin Feng, Wan Jian returned to the sect.

Seen from a distance, flying swords formed by countless streams of air flow towards Lin Feng overwhelmingly.

The scene was shocking and chilling.

This is the strength of Immortal Sword Sect?So scary!
The ancient sect has a terrifyingly deep background.

When the sword formation was in motion, the Tai Chi Dao Heart in Lin Feng's body sensed danger and spun rapidly.

In just a moment, Lin Feng entered his own domain.

Taiji Dao Xin rotated rapidly, and Lin Feng's movements in his hands became faster and faster.

There is nothing in hand, but it is like taking over everything.

Lin Feng didn't dodge, there was no way for Lin Feng to dodge the Seven Sons Sword Formation.

All he can do is to face the enemy head-on.

Lin Feng entered a special state, which was an indescribable and unclear feeling.

He feels that everything in the world has a trajectory, running according to the trajectory he imagined.

Faster and faster.

In his body, a wave of internal force quickly spread throughout his body.

In front of Lin Feng, a layer of air slowly emerged, enveloping him.

Every time Lin Feng made a move, the air flow quickly flowed along Lin Feng's hand.

In the air, the airflow slowly formed a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram.

The way of Tai Chi is mainly based on the harmony of Yin and Yang.

The Tai Chi diagram rotated around Lin Feng.

The moment the seven swords stabbed out, Lin Feng opened his eyes.

No backing, no dodging.

Lin Feng took a step forward, the sky and the earth paled, and the sun and the moon competed for glory.

He wants to use Tai Chi to break the formation.