Li Cangfeng sneered and nodded, he was determined to win the Chengying Sword.
Not only that, he also wanted Ning Chen to admit his mistake in public, so that he could truly understand the gap between him and himself!
What can a person do no matter how strong he is?
It’s not worth mentioning in front of the real family heritage!
The group of people became interested in the person who took away the Shadow Sword, and they all got up and left the box directly.
Zheng Wenlong's expression changed and he couldn't help but worry for Ning Chen.
Li Cangfeng walked in front of everyone, looked at Zheng Wenlong with a playful look, and asked with satisfaction: "How is Mr. Ning in your mouth better than me? Can he withstand our group?"
Zheng Wenlong's expression changed and he smiled bitterly: "Senior Li, do you want the Shadow Sword to be returned to the Qingzhou Museum?"
"It's still my business, what does it have to do with you?"
Li Cangfeng frowned and spoke displeased.
The rest of the people also laughed out loud when they heard Zheng Wenlong's words.
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Zheng Wenlong showed a helpless smile: "The Shadow Sword is an important weapon of the country. If it is lost, the Qingzhou Museum can only hand it over to law enforcement officers for processing. If they cannot handle it, then our Wushu Association will take over."
"So, it is indeed my duty to retrieve the Shadow Sword and return it to the museum. I am just curious, if I ask Senior Li for the Shadow Sword, how will Senior Li respond?"
"How to answer?"
Wan Chaoge snorted coldly, smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Don't think too highly of yourself in the Qingzhou Wushu Association, let alone you, even if Wu Kaishan comes in person, the Li family in Kyoto will not buy him face."
Li Cangfeng smiled and said nothing and chose to acquiesce.
Zheng Wenlong lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said, "In that case, Senior Li, please forgive me for not being able to go with you!"
"Oh? Why?"
Li Cangfeng raised his eyebrows with curiosity on his face.
"Mr. Ning wanted to avenge my brothers, and it was wrong to take the Shadow Sword privately. I can go there to persuade you, take back the Shadow Sword, and return it to the museum. But if what I do is only for your own selfish desires, then I I will definitely not become an enemy of Mr. Ning because of this."
Zheng Wenlong finished speaking with a solemn expression.
Li Cangfeng suddenly laughed out loud, and all the martial arts seniors on the side also sneered and shook their heads.
"Cang Feng, let him go and let him go and report the news to that person named Ning. Maybe that person named Ning will personally come and present the Shadow Bearing Sword to you!"
Zhou Changfeng said with a sneer, and there was a lot of ridicule around him.
Obviously, in the eyes of everyone, a mere Zheng Wenlong is nothing, it is simply insignificant.
Li Cangfeng smiled playfully, turned to stare at Zheng Wenlong, and grinned: "Do you really think that I brought you here all the way to ask you to help me get the Chengying Sword back?"
Zheng Wenlong was startled: "If not, what's the use of senior calling me here?"
"Could it be that senior thought I could be with Mr. Ning..."
Before Zheng Wenlong finished speaking, Li Cangfeng suddenly drew his sword, and there was a sound of sword clanging, and everyone looked shocked.
What was hidden in Li Cangfeng's scabbard turned out to be a broken sword!
The broken sword came out of the body, and Li Cangfeng swung out several sword energy in his hand. Zheng Wenlong was shocked and his hands and feet were disabled by Li Cangfeng before he even had time to react!
Zheng Wenlong screamed and fell to the ground instantly.
Li Cangfeng stared down at Zheng Wenlong and sneered: "The broken sword in my hand was broken by that man named Ning. Because of him, my daughter almost died!"
"Today I came to all the seniors. Not only do I want to ask for the Shadow Sword of Return, but I also want to use your life to prepare a meeting gift for him."
Zheng Wenlong turned pale, stared at Li Cangfeng's ferocious smile, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, Li Cangfeng, you are really good at it!"
Li Cangfeng casually pierced Zheng Wenlong's throat with his sword. Zheng Wenlong's voice suddenly stopped. He looked up at Lu Zhongxin and others who had just arrived, and ordered in a deep voice: "Take the body to the residence of Ning in the Rose Garden!"
Lu Zhongxin's eyelids couldn't help but twitch when he saw Zheng Wenlong lying in a pool of blood, and he nodded hurriedly and followed the instructions.
When Wan Chaoge and others saw this scene, their expressions remained unchanged.
In their view, Zheng Wenlong was just a mere pawn, and his life and death were not surprising at all.
Not long after, a group of people walked out of Wangjiang Tower, got in the car and went straight to the rose garden.
Half an hour later, the group arrived at the rose garden.
Li Cangfeng frowned slightly. According to the investigation, No. 1403 of the Rose Garden was Ning Chen's residence, but at this moment, No. 1403 was extremely peaceful.
Didn't Lu Zhongxin and others wait for Zheng Wenlong's body?
Li Cangfeng murmured secretly in his heart. In front of him, the door of the rose garden slowly opened.
Zi Ji put down the embroidery in her hands, stood up, and looked at Li Cangfeng and his group with an indifferent expression: "You are here, what's the matter? Don't you dare to come in?"
Li Cangfeng snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Where is the man named Ning? I came here for the Chengying Sword. I asked him to hand over the Chengying Sword quickly and kowtow to apologize. Otherwise, I will not spare him today!"
"This is a good idea..."
A lazy voice sounded, and Ye Gulou, who was carrying a shovel, walked out of the backyard leisurely. He stared at Li Cangfeng and his group with a smile, and said with a sneer: "Kneel down and kowtow to apologize. Call me grandpa three times. Maybe I can return the favor." If you can show your noble hand, I will spare your life today!"
"Where did this young boy come from to talk nonsense and slap his mouth!"
Zhou Changfeng snorted coldly, and took a step forward seemingly casually, but suddenly stepped forward and came to Ye Gulou!
A slap hit Ye Gulou unexpectedly!
"This old guy doesn't respect martial ethics and just carries out a sneak attack!"
Ye Gulou snorted coldly, raised his foot and gave Zhou Changfeng a simple straight kick, hitting Zhou Changfeng's abdomen. Zhou Changfeng was kicked backwards by Ye Gulou, leaving a human-shaped depression on the concrete wall of the nursing home!
For a moment, Li Cangfeng and everyone in the group were shocked. Zhou Changfeng was the president of the Western Sichuan Martial Arts Association. In Western Sichuan, except for the veteran Wan Chaoge, his strength was almost equal to Li Cangfeng, a member of the Li family in Kyoto and the Jianmen disciple.
Now he was kicked away by an unknown boy!
Ye Gulou threw the shovel aside and stretched out his body: "That's it? It's far behind Lao Hei!"
Lao Hei?
What the hell?
The group of people looked at each other in confusion. Wan Chaoge came to Li Cangfeng with a solemn expression and asked in a low voice: "Li Cangfeng, is this the boy you are looking for who took away the Shadow Sword?"
Li Cangfeng looked a little ugly and did not say anything, but shook his head slightly.
For a moment, several people's expressions became serious.
"Wan Lao, if it is not impossible, I will not ask you to come together. The old man has a destiny, and the Li family in Kyoto is bound to get the Shadow Sword. I hope you can help me!"
Li Cangfeng pondered for a moment and then spoke to Wan Chaoge and others.
