In Donghe City, there were the Flower Sword Sect and the Council Hall. Zhang Mingfeng sat in the first seat without saying a word, and there were several elders and deacons sitting below.

At this time, the door of the conference hall was closed, and the dim oil lamp inside made the already quiet hall look even more depressing. Suddenly, a match passed by the sound broke the depressing atmosphere. Everyone looked at it all and saw an elderly man lighting the tobacco from his pipe.

He took a few sips in a 'rattle' manner, and then said, "Master, you have to give you an explanation today."

As soon as he finished speaking, another person below persuaded him: "Yes, the leader, the Fujian Sect is not yours alone. This is the common hard work of everyone. We cannot watch you destroy it. As the Great Elder said, today you must give you an explanation."

The person who came afterwards said toughly: "Master, you are recommended by everyone. If you don't give us an explanation today, don't blame us for not recognizing you as the master."

The others also agreed, and the silent chamber immediately became noisy.

Suddenly, a "click" sound came from the front. Everyone looked at the sound and immediately closed their mouths. The hall instantly returned to peace.

Zhang Mingfeng threw the crushed armrests of the seat in the center of the hall, then glanced over the faces of everyone in a cold manner, and finally said calmly: "When should I explain to you when I do things?"

Although Zhang Mingfeng's tone was very plain, everyone felt a chill on their backs when they heard this, so no one spoke for a long time.

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a very tough tone stood up, stared at Zhang Mingfeng with a straight voice, and said in a deep voice: "Today you must explain where the funds and some treasure resources in the sect have gone."

Without waiting for Zhang Mingfeng to answer, he asked again: "What are you doing when you go out frequently in the past three months?"

Zhang Mingfeng suddenly smiled when he heard this and said softly: "Of course they have gone to where they should go. As for where I went, would they still have to ask you for instructions?"

Then he changed his tone and said in a cold tone: "Fourth Elder, you are so tough today, are you prepared? Why? You don't want to be an elder anymore and want to sit in my position, but you may not be able to do it alone."

After saying that, he mocked the others in the sweeping hall.

When the fourth elder heard this, his face changed, then pointed at Zhang Mingfeng and said loudly: "Today we will capture the traitor of you, the sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the people sitting below immediately stood up, including the Great Elder who was speaking at the beginning, and at this time he also stood on the side of the fourth elder.

Zhang Mingfeng looked at the seven or eight people standing up and said in a deep voice: "Okay, okay, then let me try how many abilities you have."

While speaking, he stood up from the chair and jumped lightly to the center of the hall, without any concern about the fact that the four elders and one side had a large number of people.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, and the remaining few people who were still sitting immediately pulled back and in the blink of an eye, they all came to the corner of the hall, obviously looking like they were not helping each other. From this we can see that Zhang Mingfeng had actually lost his heart because no one chose to stand on his side.

After those people left the field, Zhang Mingfeng took the lead in fighting with the Fourth Elders and his group. However, in just a moment, two people died one after another.

At this time, Zhang Mingfeng laughed long and continued, "What qualifications do you have to question me?"

Immediately afterwards, the four elders' horror voice also came from the crowd: "You have broken through."

Zhang Mingfeng laughed and said, "What? Didn't you expect it."

Two more figures flew out of the battle group and fell heavily to the ground. The sword fell aside with its hands. After struggling for a few times, they lost their rest one after another.

At this time, another figure flew out, but he did not fall to the ground, but took a few steps back and the floor was broken by him. This person was the fourth elder. After he stopped, he spat out a mouthful of blood, then covered his chest with one hand, turned around and rushed towards the gate of the conference hall.

At this time, Zhang Mingfeng shouted loudly to fill the entire chamber: "Fourth Elders, where can I run?"

The fourth elder dared not respond when he heard this, but his pace was much faster.

Then Zhang Mingfeng's voice came to everyone's ears again: "Flying flowers and falling leaves."

Everyone saw a person in the battle shattered the sword by Zhang Mingfeng. Then Zhang Mingfeng instantly pointed the sword tip on several pieces. The fragments suddenly flew out. The next moment, the few people who besieged Zhang Mingfeng fell to the ground at the same time, their eyes wide open, and there was only a small wound in their throat, with only a little blood oozing out.

After these people fell to the ground, there was another "bang". Everyone standing in the corner of the hall looked at the sound and saw the fourth elder rushing to the ground facing the door of the conference hall. Blood kept pouring out of his heart, and soon dyeing the floor red.

Zhang Mingfeng calmly wiped the blood-stained sword on the clothes of a person on the ground, then inserted it into the scabbard, and then said to the others in the hall: "Twist them to the mass grave outside the city."

Then, without waiting for the others to speak, he walked straight to the gate of the conference hall, stepped on the head of the fourth elder, opened the door and walked out, without even looking at the fourth elder.

After Zhang Mingfeng left, the remaining elders and deacons in the hall all relieved their hearts. Everyone was silent for a while, and somebody said, "We are so lucky."

When the others heard this, they were shocked, but they didn't say anything.

Because they could not refute, after all, the fourth elders had also looked for them before they attacked the head. With just a thought, they were alive, but those people died.

After a while, everyone began to clean up the bodies and other damaged furniture in the hall, etc. When everyone was almost done, the previously depressed atmosphere slowly disappeared.

At this time, a man in his thirties asked, "Is the unique skill the leader used just now - the flying flowers and leaves a move of the flying flowers sword technique?"

When the others heard this, they shook their heads and said they didn't know, and then they started to guess randomly. At this moment, an elderly man coughed and signaled that he had something to say.

Seeing this, one of the people asked, "Three Elders, do you know?"

The third elder nodded slightly, cleared his throat and said, "People all know that the reason why our Flower Sword Sect is called the Flower Sword Sect is because there is a yellow-level top-grade martial arts flying flower sword technique, but we don't know that our Flower Sword Sect also has a yellow-level top-grade martial arts fallen leaves sword technique."

Then he said: "Only by practicing the Flying Flower Sword Technique to perfection can one practice the fallen leaf sword Technique. When the two martial arts practiced together to perfection, there will be a unique skill - the Flying Flowers and Falling Leaves, which is comparable to the lower-level mysterious martial arts. However, no one has ever practiced these two martial arts perfectly at the same time, and he did not expect the leader to succeed."

At this time someone asked, "Then why don't we know the existence of the Luoye Sword Technique?"

The third elder said after hearing this: "When your flying flower sword technique is perfect, the leader will teach you the fallen leaf sword technique."

The man who asked the first question showed some confusion on his face after hearing the third elder's words.
Chapter completed!