Lord of Puluo

Is this man the owner of Iron Gate Fort?

He asked me to lead people to attack Iron Gate Fort?

What did he think?

What on earth is he going to do?

He Zhenlei was very confused.

The knocked out tooth was still on the bed.

When he opened the door, he saw that several guards were gone, no one alive, no dead body.

He Zhenlei was so frightened that he huddled on the bed and didn't sleep all night.

At dawn the next day, he led people down the mountain to Iron Gate Fort.

He figured it out.

This person should have killed Xiao Mazi and replaced him as the castle master.

He and Zhou Anju must have the same idea. They also want to use the power of Feiying Mountain to intimidate the house builders in Tiemen Fort so that he can make a fortune from it.

It's just that his method is a bit rough.

In any case, he was able to touch Feiying Mountain and be so ruthless. He is indeed a man with means. You can't offend such a person, so just follow his instructions and go to Iron Gate Fort.

More than a hundred bandit soldiers, led by He Zhenlei, arrived in front of the Iron Gate Fort, where a group of house builders stood ready.

Needless to say, in terms of strength, the residences in Iron Gate Fort were far superior to the bandits in Feiying Mountain.

But they had never fought many battles, so seeing such a large battle, the home cultivators were very nervous.

The house repairman responsible for keeping watch on the platform kept beating gongs and drums to warn the people inside the fort. Li Banfeng frowned and said: "Yongchao, tell them to stop messing around. People are already here, so what kind of warning do you need?"

Ask the brothers in the boiler room to get ready. They storm the door and immediately release steam, scalding everyone to death!

Everyone else is taking care of them. If the gate is lost, they will start a street fight in the fort and show off their skills. The time has come for the real deal! "

Wu Yongchao passed the word, and all the home repairmen were ready.

The leader of the village, He Zhenlei, came to the door and shouted loudly: "Friends of Tiemenbao, we have been neighbors for so many years, and we have never violated the waters of the well.

But you have repeatedly caused trouble for me, Feiying Mountain. You were wrong in this matter, so you can't blame me for being unethical.

I give you three days to raise 10,000 yuan and send it to the mountains for me. If there is even a penny less, don’t blame someone for being ruthless and killing you without leaving a trace!

withdraw! "

After saying that, He Zhenlei led his people to withdraw.

He withdrew!

Li Banfeng was furious!

That night, he went up to Feiying Mountain again.

He Zhenlei thought that the matter was solved and he could have a good sleep, but Li Banfeng entered the room, dragged him out of bed, pushed him to the ground and beat him violently.

He Zhenlei is a third-level martial arts cultivator. In front of Li Banfeng, does he really have no room for resistance?

As long as he dares to fight, he can actually respond to two moves. The key is that he really doesn't dare.

Li Banfeng was wearing Zhou Anju's belt, and his power was much more intimidating than Zhou Anju's back then.

"What do you want?" He Zhenlei really didn't know how to communicate with the castle master.

"What's going on?" Li Banfeng punched He Zhenlei in the face, "I asked you to lead troops to attack Tiemen Fort, and you didn't even move your hands and just left with a few words? How dare you play tricks on me? Who are you? Give you the courage?"

"Friend, I'm trying to scare them according to your wishes..."

"Who is your friend? Who are you trying to scare?" Li Banfeng slapped He Zhenlei again, "I tell you, go with the troops tomorrow and beat me really hard. Give me as much strength as you can muster. If you do it again, If you dare to trick me, I will hang your head on your mountain tomorrow."

Li Banfeng left, and He Zhenlei sat on the bed with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and sat there all night.

The next day, he took his people to the Iron Gate Fort again. This time he didn't dare to be pretentious and directly took his people to charge into the fort.

There are three major methods of cheating. The first method is that as long as you don't do anything, the deception will be true.

Now He Zhenlei takes action.

More than a hundred bandit soldiers rushed towards the gate. They had no equipment to attack the gate, and no magic weapons or spiritual objects that they could use, so they just led the men and charged forward.

The second method of deception is that as long as the action is not seen, the deception is also real.

Now all the house repairmen have seen it. The bandit soldiers rushed to the door and screamed as they were burned by the steam. Even if they were not burned to death, there was nothing they could do with the iron door.

He cheated on practicing the third method and was seen by others after doing it, but as long as others can't understand, the cultivation is still real.

Now all the home cultivators can understand it and see it clearly.

More than a hundred bandit soldiers charged once, and more than thirty people died. If the village leader hadn't been in charge, these people would have dispersed.

Feiyingshan is at this level, cheating the cultivators and breaking the merits.

Over the years, Feiying Mountain's dominance has not relied on its true ability, but on the foil of Iron Gate Castle.

Everyone knows that Iron Gate Fort is easy to defend but difficult to attack and its strength is impressive.

Everyone knew that Iron Gate Fort was willing to be bullied by Feiying Mountain and did not dare to resist at all.

Everyone thought that Feiying Mountain was far more powerful than Iron Gate Fort.

Today the lie was completely exposed.

Seeing that the bandits in Feiying Mountain did not dare to attack the door again, Li Banfeng directly ordered: "Open the door, go out and fight."

The eight large iron doors all opened with a roar, and Li Banfeng rushed out with more than a hundred house cultivators.

During the first charge, Li Banfeng was unsure, and the home repairman was even more unsure. Many of them had not left the fort for many years, and when they came outside the iron gate, they could not tell the direction.

The formation was disordered and the techniques were scattered. The fourth-floor house cultivator was relatively calm. He used the skill of hiding the beauty in the golden house and let the clay figures, stone figures, and paper figures charge forward.

The house cultivators on the first and second floors relied solely on their physical talents to fight, so they rushed forward recklessly.

Several three-story house cultivators saw that their tactics were different from what they had planned in advance. They used them in a panic and used the skill of returning home like an arrow. They turned around and tried to run home.

The first battle between more than a hundred home cultivators was not pretty, and they barely managed to exert less than 30% of their strength.

But with only 30% of his strength, he could easily repel this group of bandit soldiers.

These bandit soldiers have combat experience, but they are limited to bullying ordinary people who have no cultivation.

He Zhenlei ran ahead with the sergeant, and the bandits followed behind, crying for their fathers and mothers.

The home cultivators' eyes were bloodshot and they were chasing after the guy.

Li Banfeng pushed the windmill record player, playing war songs, and rushed forward with the house repairman.

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is roaring, the gun is on the shoulder, the knife is on the waist, the blood is like a frenzy..."

This war song can boost morale, and the lady's singing can gather the souls of the dead.

The souls of the killed bandits all gathered around the record player. Li Banfeng found an opportunity to send them all into his home.

New 𝐱.𝐜𝐨𝐦

The lady ate very happily, but He Zhenlei escaped miserably, and almost all of the men and horses he took with him were dead.

Returning to Feiying Mountain, we counted the number of people, including the subordinates and servants guarding the mountain gate, and found that there were more than 70 people left on the mountain.

He Zhenlei sighed, I was afraid that this camp would be impossible.

After this battle, Feiying Mountain's reputation was completely ruined.

What we can do now is rest in the mountains for a few days and then find another place to make a living.

But Li Banfeng didn't give him a chance to rest, so he came again that night.

"We performed well today and will continue to play tomorrow."

"Still fighting?" He Zhenlei knelt down with a pop, "Fortmaster, I call you grandpa. I can't fight anymore, so please leave me a way to survive!"

Li Banfeng slapped He Zhenlei: "You're not going to slap me, are you? Don't you miss Xiao Mazi? I'll take you to see him?"

He Zhenlei cried: "Grandpa, I will fight, how do you think I should fight? How should I fight so that you can spare my life?"

This attitude was quite acceptable, and Li Banfeng agreed that as long as he fought with all his strength tomorrow, the matter would be settled.

He Zhenlei agreed, and Li Banfeng took out a piece of white paper and said, "Write a deed to save me from coming to you again."

You still need to write a deed for this matter...

He Zhenlei held the pen and thought for a long time, not knowing how to write.

Li Banfeng slapped him: "Write, don't you know the characters?"

"I, I really..." He Zhenlei burst into tears.

Li Banfeng slapped him again: "Cry! Cry hard! Writing with tears is more sincere!"

At dawn the next day, He Zhenlei left.

He didn't know how to try his best, but he knew that if he didn't go, the castle master called the castle master would never let him go.

The home cultivators saw through Feiyingshan's strength, and this time they gave up defense and started fighting as soon as they went out. The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, and Feiyingshan's entire army was wiped out.

He Zhenlei was killed by Wu Yongchao. When he was dying, he didn't seem to be in too much pain, and there seemed to be a trace of relief on his face.

Li Banfeng was very satisfied with the performance of the home builders. He paid for it himself and asked Wu Yongchao to buy ingredients for a celebration banquet tonight.

After returning to his home, Li Banfeng was enveloped in a ball of warm steam.

"Hey, my husband, my little slave has been a little weak since I took Xuan Yun Dan last time. Now that my husband has bought these crispy ingredients, my little slave has gained a lot of strength. It's time for us husband and wife to show affection. ”

"I'm ready." Li Banfeng smiled lightly and put his head into the horn.

Half an hour later, Li Banfeng's face turned red, he wiped away the sweat, sat next to the record player, and listened to his wife singing "Song of the Four Seasons".

"Spring comes and the windows are full of green,

The eldest girl is embroidering mandarin ducks under her window.

The courtyard of Shenzhai has great scenery.

Husband and wife sing as long as their love lasts! "

The house has been renovated to the fifth floor!

Li Banfeng laughed loudly.

He went to the fifth room first, and found the entrance to the sixth room at the end of the room.

Hiss~

The red lotus made a sound and sent blessings to Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng smiled heartily and moved Honglian to the sixth room.

Honglian felt that she would never be able to go to the main house in this life.

I'm afraid I won't even be able to return to the second room.

Returning to the main room, Li Banfeng asked his wife: "The skill of going deep into the courtyard is to bring my wife's strength to the outside of the house. I wonder what kind of strength my wife wants me to bring out?"

Chichi~

The record player sang slowly: "My dear husband, you have just reached the fifth level of cultivation. Among all living beings, you are already at the top.

But it’s not Xiaonu’s boast. My husband can’t use many of Xiaonu’s methods now.

Practice should be done step by step. Let me teach my husband to sing first. This is my special skill. "

Li Banfeng knew that his wife's singing voice was very good. If he could learn this method, he would no longer have to push the windmill record player around.

"Madam, just learn that song "Prudery", I like that song."

The record player taught me sentence by sentence, and Li Banfeng sang sentence by sentence.

After singing for half an hour, the lady's breathing became a little rapid.

Huh~chichi~

"Ms. sir, stop singing now. My little slave is heartbroken."

Li Banfeng was stunned: "Madam, do you think your husband doesn't sing well?"

"My husband sings very well, but this song..." the record player replied reluctantly, "It's not my husband's fault, maybe the song "False Serious" is not suitable for my husband."

Li Banfeng stood up and said: "Singing alone is really not suitable for me. I can also dance. Let me dance a song to show my wife..."

Seeing Li Banfeng dancing, the lady was in a very bad condition: "My husband, please don't dance. Please put down the feather duster first..."

The little slave looked at his husband and felt pain in his heart. He decided to change the song to another one. This song was really not suitable for men.

Xianggong has mastered the five-level skills. When performing the skills, Xianggong must be thinking about Xiaonu's singing.

As long as your husband thinks right, he will sing right. "

"If you think right, you can sing right..." Li Banfeng seemed to have realized something, picked up the feather duster and said, "Madam, I will dance with you and sing it again. If there is something wrong, madam, just point it out."

"Don't worry, let's wait for another day, my husband will wait for another day..."

…

The next day, Li Banfeng walked out of his home and was wandering around the fort when he suddenly realized that the fort was particularly deserted today.

Wu Yongchao came to Li Banfeng and said, "Fortmaster, the sellers didn't come today, not a single one."

Li Banfeng asked: "Is it because of the fighting in the past two days that scared them?"

Wu Yongchao said: "Yesterday I went to the market to buy food and drink to prepare for the celebration banquet. I told the vendors that the matter was over, and they promised to come over to do business today."

Li Banfeng stood in front of the iron gate, looking at the empty road ahead, and seemed to smell something familiar.

I had smelled this smell before in front of Yu Nan's clothing store.

"Tell the people in the fort to be on guard and not to go out easily in the past two days."

Wu Yongchao asked: "Should the door be closed?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "You can't close the door. Once the door is closed, it will be difficult to open it again. Call some four-story house repairers to come over and let's play with these birdmen."

PS: In fact, Ban Feng’s singing is not bad, but his singing voice is too enchanting.