Hou Yaofeng sat quietly in his seat, with his eyes closed and a sad face.

A man rushed into the room with a whizzing sound and knelt on one knee: "Report to the sect leader, the remaining three of the five Ghost Knife teams have all been killed. The third brother had already cut off his artery by a hidden weapon more than ten days ago. The eldest brother and the fifth brother finally found a corpse in the outskirts of the capital of Youzhou. The eldest brother had a knife in the throat and the fifth brother's eyebrows, both of which were fatal."

Hou Yaofeng seemed not surprised. He didn't raise his head and his eyes opened, but nodded slightly: "I understand. How do the outside world comment?"

The report said: "It is rumored in the secular world that the two of them plundered the famous movie star Liang Yiling to the suburbs, but they died together due to internal strife. However, the reality must not be like this."

Hou Yaofeng said: "I didn't expect that Zhao Yu had such ability to deal with two masters of the same level as him and even stronger than him at the same time. He could even be fatal and not leave any survivors. Am I underestimating the enemy too much?"

The person who reported the news was still kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

Hou Yaofeng said: "You retreat."

"Yes." The news turned around and jumped out of the room.

Hou Yaofeng let out a long sigh and sat in his seat decadently.

"I didn't expect that the five-man Ghost Sword would be defeated by a yellow-haired boy." A voice said.

Hou Yaofeng leaned back on the back of the seat, his eyes didn't open: "Yes, Zhao Yu is indeed an unexpected variable. He hurt my son, and now he broke my toughest group of arms. I really can't relieve my hatred if I don't kill Zhao Yu."

The voice said coldly: "The Five-man team is your strongest arm? Haha, the words of the Sect Master are a little unconvincing."

"What's there to be unwilling to accept?" Hou Yaofeng said: "I said they are the strongest arms, but I didn't say that they are the strongest soldiers under my command. The reason why they are the most powerful is that they can help me with a lot of things in a noble way. That's all."

The man walked out of the darkness and slowly raised his head. His ugly face was covered with points and scars that seemed to have been tortured. The face was like the surface of the moon, with countless hot pits, making it almost difficult to distinguish.

Half of his face seemed to have been seriously burned, and his flesh was like a piece of mud sniffing on his face. It would slide off his face anytime, anywhere and fall to the ground.

Because of such scars, one of his eyes pulled downwards, and the blood-red part of the lower eyelid was exposed to the air, which looked very scary.

"Do you want Xiaozu and I to take action?"

Hou Yaofeng opened his eyes: "No, it's not the time. If a mere Zhao Yu also asked me to send a master from the fourth sect to deal with it, it would be too face for him. I don't want him to die and gain a reputation that he can't kill if he doesn't want to kill him."

The man smiled strangely: "But, the masters of Zhongsimenu seem to be useless to go any further."

Hou Yaofeng said: "The five-man Ghost Sword set a good start for everyone. If these five people are broken, no one will underestimate the enemy again. Zhao Yu took advantage of their conceit and defeated them one by one."

"Oh?" Grimple smiled slightly: "But, when they were three of them, one of them was killed by Zhao Yu. I don't believe that at that time, they were still so conceited."

"Do you think Zhao Yu can still win?"

"It seems." Grimple sighed: "Sir, have you ever thought about such a powerful little devil? Maybe someone behind him is helping."

Hou Yaofeng turned around and seemed to suddenly remember something: "What do you mean?"

"A little devil of the awakening level of the four sects, not even Devil May Cry, can kill five Devil May Cry one by one, that's possible? Normally, one person should be enough to take his head back. Because of the wrong example of the Kinmen, you sent five people, but he was still playing with them. In the end, the boss and the fifth brother fought head-on with him and were actually killed by a knife. Isn't this matter worth doubting?"

Hou Yaofeng stood up: "You mean, someone is secretly helping him?"

Griefly said, "Don't forget, he is the son-in-law of the third team. How many people secretly protect him in the dark to please Lu Qianji."

Hou Yaofeng frowned: "It's impossible. Luo Wenbin asked me to kill him. If he couldn't handle the matter in the third team, how could he dare to let me assassinate Zhao Yu? Luo Wenbin has all the situation in the third team. If this matter is exposed, he will be the first to be unlucky."

Grimuring said, "There is another point that needs attention."

"What?"

"This Zhao Yu is a guy who has survived many times. No matter what, his luck is really good."

"Yes, yes." Hou Yaofeng nodded deeply when he thought it was.

"And in the world, there is no such coincidence, and it always happens to a person. If so, it must be no coincidence."

"That's right." Hou Yaofeng said: "His master has not been exposed. It is very likely that it is a hidden seclusion sect. It has unique kung fu and has always secretly supported him. Otherwise, Zhao Yu would definitely not be the opponent of the Ghost Sword Five!"

"So, if we want to move him again, we can't just blow a kite and wait for the result at home. If there is a scissor that is destined to be responsible for cutting our string, no matter how many kites we release, we can't collect any of them."

The man walked to the door and stood up: "It is not difficult to kill Zhao Yu now. The difficult thing is that we have to figure out who is standing behind him. And whether those people can be afforded by us. After all, an adopted son of the Third Team can be domineering to us."

Hou Yaofeng clenched his fists: "I will ask one group of people to chase and another group... to supervise. I must see who is protecting him."

"Are you sure you don't need Xiaozu and I to come forward?"

Hou Yaofeng said: "You and Xiaozu are the secret whistle of that team. I want to know how sharp that scissors are."

"What about the face?"

"For face..." Hou Yaofeng said: "Call the mad dog."

Grimple nodded: "It's a good choice."

Hou Yaofeng: "You have to be more at ease. If I hear about it again, what trouble you have caused me, be careful of your dog's life."

Grimple smiled: "Yes, Lord Sect Master."

Hou Yaofeng watched the grimace disappear, and his depression was nowhere to be relieved.

Grimur, this fierce guy, made him a little afraid. If it weren't for the sake of being a hidden weapon master, he wouldn't have taken the world into trouble and took in this guy.

His son Hou Yuefeng was imprisoned because he took his hidden weapon and thundered all directions.

In short, to save his son, he must exchange Zhao Yu's head.
Chapter completed!