In the world of warriors, whoever has a bigger fist is more powerful.

In Feng Batian's opinion, his skills are not as good as others. What Zhou Fan said before makes sense, and Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi will kneel down and apologize to Zhou Fan.

Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi just looked at each other and wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Zhou Fan.

"No need, I forgive them, it's just a trivial matter." Zhou Fan shook his head. He was very happy in this battle and no longer cared about this matter.

"Thank you so much." Feng Batian looked at Liang Ming and the others again, "I will spare you today. If you dare to do something wrong outside in the future, I will ruin you."

Liang Ming and the others responded timidly, and then quickly retreated.

Feng Batian glanced at the five Zhao Yangs of the Five Sects of Nanjing Village, and shouted loudly: "Ruan Xiong, pack up your things, let's leave Nanjing Village from today!"

"Yes, Master!" Ruan Xiong looked sad, but he still responded loudly, turning around and letting the disciples of Feishemen go in and pack up their things.

As for the mansion I just bought, I can only think of selling it later.

"Master of Feng Sect, as long as you promise to live in peace with our five sects, Feishe Sect can stay." Zhao Yang whispered with the masters of the other four sects before clasping his fists and said solemnly.

"Thank you for your kindness, I won't need to stay." Feng Batian said with a cold face.

If he loses, he will not stay again.

Feng Batian looked at Zhou Fan who had not spoken and smiled: "Brother Zhou, today's skills are not as good as others. Feng lost and was convinced. I hope there is still a chance to compete again in the future."

Zhou Fan also smiled and said, "Welcome anytime."

Feng Batian glanced at everyone present, and then, with the help of Ruan Xiong, he brought the Feishemen disciples into the mansion.

Everyone looked at his back and felt a sense of tragic feeling of a hero's doomsday.

Zhou Fan sighed. Although Feishemen was a little domineering, he had been following the rules of Gaoxiang City. It would be too absolute to say that it was wrong.

Zhao Yang walked over, and he also had helplessness in his eyes, but between Feishemen and Baihong Pavilion, he could only choose his own Baihong Pavilion.

"Brother Zhou, thank you really this time." Zhao Yang said with a smile on his face.

The leaders of the other four sects also clasped their fists to Zhou Fan to thank him.

Zhou Fan and the leader of the five sects of Nanjing Village returned to the Baihong Pavilion.

After chatting for a while, the five sects of Nanjing Village raised the rewards. A small red painted wooden box was filled with black coins.

"I don't have any respect, I hope I will accept it with a smile." Zhao Yang personally handed the wooden box to Zhou Fan.

The money inside is equivalent to the profit of the five-disk in Nanjing Village in one year, but for them, they are very convinced.

If Zhou Fan hadn't been here, the five sects of Nanjing Village might have fallen into a difficult state of moving out of Nanjing Village.

Zhou Fan was not polite, but took the wooden box directly. After receiving the reward, he and Zhao Yang and the other two were perfunctory, and then he used the excuse to say that he was tired of a big battle and wanted to go back and rest first.

Zhao Yang and the other two were polite, and asked someone to rent a carriage for Zhou Fan. During this period, Zhou Fan said a few more words to the Skinny Monkey, and then got in and left after the carriage came.

Zhao Yang's five sect masters watched Zhou Fan get into the car and then breathed a sigh of relief. The Feishe Sect was always pressing into his heart like a big stone. Now it was finally because of Zhou Fan's help to move the big stone in his heart.

They can rest assured.

"Master Zhao, congratulations, I have met such a young master like Brother Zhou. Please take care of me in the future..." The leaders of the other four sects of Nanjing Village said to Zhao Yang with envy.

Zhao Yang just said luck with a modest look on his face.

He said that, but the leaders of the four sects of Nanjing Village were still envious. They thought to themselves that the strength Zhou Fan showed, let alone Qi Ji Section, even the ordinary Lian Zhi Section would probably not be Zhou Fan's opponent.

It seems that the Qi Ji Ji is good at killing even the meridians, and it will not be a false statement... The leader of the four sects sighed in his heart.

After the leader of the four sects left with his disciples, Zhao Yang was injured, but he was very happy when he was happy, and his injuries seemed to heal more than half of them, at least he is still energetic now.

Zhao Yang walked around the house for a while, and then someone called his two disciples, Wang Zilin and Ao Feng.

"Master, why don't we celebrate tonight?" Wang Zilin smiled.

"Okay." Zhao Yang nodded with a smile and agreed, "My injury has not healed, but I can still drink with you."

Because of Feishemen and Baihong Pavilion have been suppressed for too long, it is time to release their emotions.

After chatting about the celebrations for a few words, Zhao Yang looked at Ao Feng and said, "What's your disciple's skinny monkey?"

Sects like Baihong Pavilion have important talents for recruiting disciples, but they are also very particular about their temperament.

Ao Feng was slightly stunned and said, "The thin monkey has a little bit of a rashness, but he is a loyal examiner."

Zhao Yang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Ao Feng, tell Shouhou that I will teach him personally for half an hour every day when I come to me."

Wang Zilin and Ao Feng were both stunned, but Ao Feng quickly said happily: "Then I will thank Master for Shouhou."

Each sect has its own secret techniques, which will only be taught to some truly trustworthy disciples, and the power of teaching is often controlled by the leader of a sect.

When his master said this, Wang Zilin and his two understand that this is preparing to teach the special secret method of the Slender Monkey White Rainbow Pavilion.

And this naturally has a lot to do with Zhou Fan.

"He entered the Qiqiao section at this age. At this time, he should have been here in Gaoxiang City to take the A-character class exam in the academy." Zhao Yang said with some emotion.

Some are happy and some are sad.

The disciples of Feishemen were silently carrying things and putting them into the carriage.

The renovation of the old house also stopped.

After taking the healing pill, Feng Batian's face was still a little pale, and he changed into clean clothes.

The five personal disciples of the blood-transformation section under their seats were all accompanied by Feng Batian in the hall, watching the disciples of Feishemen enter and exit.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will set off and move back to Juxiong County after Feng Batian's injury healed.

Feng Batian smiled bitterly and said, "It's the master who is not as reckless as others, and he has implicated you."

The five disciples all expressed their words to comfort their master, saying that they would lose if they lost. In fact, Gaoxiang County is not as comfortable as Juxiong County. They have long wanted to move back to Juxiong County.

In fact, the Feishemen has a good foundation. Whether they stay or return to Juxiong County, they can make a comeback. What they fear most is that after this battle, the master will be depressed and unable to recover, so the Feishemen will be in trouble.

Feng Batian waved his hand and said, "Okay, you don't need to comfort me, I'm not so weak yet."

"I, Feng Batian, can't be a good person, but I keep my promise and say I'll move out immediately. You go and help move things. We will leave Nanjing Village today and let me be quiet."

Ruan Xiong and the other two stood up and saluted before retreating to help.

Feng Batian picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said in silence: "Your news is so fast, do you know so quickly?"

There was a figure shaking in the shadows in the hall.

The words were said to the figure.
Chapter completed!