Trouble to find the door, the two girls don't know the details of each other, they are a little scared, but Liu Chengfeng is very calm, the sunspots in the later stage of the foundation have been killed by him, these three guys are looking for the wrong object, thinking that he is old and deceitful, and dare to shout in front of him, it is simply self-defeating,

"Get out!" Liu Chengfeng suddenly burst into thunder, and a loud roar shook the eardrums of the three people, and they couldn't help but take three steps back. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd

Once again, he was shouted 'get out' in public, the young man was thin-skinned and couldn't stand it anymore, and with a wipe of the storage bag on his waist, a flying sword with cold light appeared in his hand.

Flying swords are not easy to refine, they are extremely harsh on materials, and the materials that can forge flying swords, even if they are very ordinary, require a lot of spirit stones, so there are no flying swords in the general Qi training period, and only the disciples of the Great Gate Sect, some descendants from the Xiuzhen family, can have a flying sword.

The young man is from a very small Xiuzhen family, and this flying sword is only used by the elders of the family for self-defense, and it does not belong to him completely, and it cannot be put into the Purple Mansion to recuperate.

His two companions were casual cultivators who met on the road, so naturally they didn't have such high-end goods as flying swords.

At this time, they didn't make a move, and as soon as the flying sword came out, the three old guys would fall to the ground without any suspense.

On the third floor, the rest of the dozen or so Qi cultivation period cultivators also thought so, and some sighed, closing their eyes and not being able to bear to look at it again.

A trace of pity flashed in someone's heart, but he didn't say anything to stop it, he didn't have that ability, and he didn't want to be nosy.

There are also people who snort coldly, they don't have the strength of a scarred man, but they have to put on the posture of a scarred man, I really don't know how this old man survived until now.

The arrogant young man did not make a move immediately, but manipulated the flying sword to turn into a giant sword, flew to the top of Liu Chengfeng's head, and then slashed down heavily.

The man with the scar has practiced qi perfectly, and his evil qi is very heavy, obviously he has killed a lot of people, and it is not something that he and his two companions can afford to provoke, but you are an old guy who is about to die, and you have only practiced qi at the eighth level at a great age, why dare you insult him like this?

The giant sword was split on the head, full of might, the two women were frightened, Liu Chengfeng did not move like a mountain, a point of light flashed out from the center of his eyebrows, and turned into a small crystal sword that was a foot long, piercing the young man's head between the lightning and flint, and the speed did not decrease by a cent, and it turned around the necks of his two companions, and the two good heads were suddenly cut off, and the blood from the neck was sprayed a foot high.

The heads were rolling, the blood was flowing all over the ground, and everyone was shocked, and then froze, their eyes widened.

That bad old man actually killed three people in an instant, what's the situation?

Although it was only a matter of a moment, but all the people here were cultivators, although they had not cultivated their divine sense, they still had the strength of their eyesight, and naturally saw the flying sword that was long and long, this sword was crystal clear, obviously not an ordinary flying sword, some people were tempted, some people had hot eyes, but they were all well hidden.

In the cultivation realm, some powerful people like to pretend to be low-level monks to play the world, maybe this old man is the same.

The three guys were arrogant and despised everyone at first, but they were humiliated in public by the big man with scars, and it would have been fine if they left immediately at that time, but they still wanted to save face, but they found the wrong person, and they deserved to die, and no one sympathized.

Some people quickly got up and left without waiting for the food and drinks to be delivered, for fear of getting into big trouble.

Others stayed, hoping to fall into the eyes of the great power and get a chance to create.

The man with the scar also stayed, and when Liu Chengfeng sacrificed the flying sword and killed the three people in an instant, he was also suddenly shocked in his heart, but after careful observation and induction, he could be sure that Liu Chengfeng was not a cultivator, not even a foundation building monk, but a real eighth-layer little monk who practiced qi, and the three people were killed in seconds, just because they were waste.

The young man died, with a proud look on his face, his flying sword lost control, and still slashed down by inertia, but was easily grabbed by Liu Chengfeng with a stretch of his hand.

The flying sword became a normal size, faintly emitting a trace of coldness, it should be made of cold iron, not a rare material, it is a very ordinary flying sword.

There is a ban on the flying sword, and the strength should be under a monk in the foundation building period, presumably the young man's elders temporarily gave him for self-defense, but he used it to pretend to be an uncle, and as a result, he gave his life in vain.

The ban couldn't be lifted for a while, so Liu Chengfeng threw the flying sword into the storage bag hanging from his waist.

Then, he reached out and took the storage bags of the dead three people, and his divine sense swept in to take a look, and sure enough, he was worthy of being a little monk in the Qi cultivation period, except for a few dozen low-grade spirit stones, a few lowest-grade spirit grasses, and some changes of clothes, as well as very ordinary healing medicines, there was nothing else, as expected, it was very barren.

A few shopkeepers trembled in World War II, and they were very frightened, these immortal masters were too arrogant, for a little thing, for a little face, they could kill on a big scale.

"Little Er, come here, wash the floor. Liu Chengfeng said, his expression was indifferent, and he waved his hand to shoot out three fireballs, incinerating the body into ashes.

At this moment, the cultivators present all felt a domineering spirit, destroying the enemy with their hands, free and detached, and the big husband should be the same.

Soon, a shopkeeper came to scrub with a bucket of water and a towel, the ashes were swept away, and the blood stains were wiped clean, but the thick blood in the air still couldn't be dispersed.

"Liu Chengfeng, you'll be fine with this, right?" Leng Qingqiu said in a low voice, a little worried.

Liu Chengfeng waved his hand: "It's okay, there should be no masters in this town, let's eat quickly, and then leave here." ”

He was captured by four or five foundation building monks in the wind and rain gate, and sent to the Lingshi mine to be a mining slave for more than half a year, at that time he was powerless to resist, even if he was humiliated, he could only endure it, but now the little guy in the three qi training period dared to jump in front of him, he could still bear it, he didn't call Liu Chengfeng, called Liu Turtle.

Leng Feishuang's eyes were burning, she was very excited, and said, "Will I be as powerful as you in the future?"

Liu Chengfeng shook his head and smiled: "What kind of power is this, it is insignificant at all, your spiritual root should be much better than mine, as long as you start cultivating, you will soon catch up with me, and you will have to take care of me more at that time." ”

He didn't just say it, if Leng Feishuang was really the Heavenly Spirit Root, even the Nine Star Sect would break his head and rush to get her, even if he became a true disciple, it was not difficult to become a true disciple, and with his messy spiritual root, plus a handful of age, not to mention the inner disciples, the outer disciples, and even the miscellaneous disciples were enough.

And his cultivation is too weak now, it is very dangerous to do casual cultivation, there is no guarantee of safety, any Jindan monk can kill him in seconds, and it is possible for someone to look at him unpleasantly on the road, and it is possible to slaughter him easily.

Therefore, he urgently needs to join a sect and find a backer, it depends on how good Leng Feishuang's spiritual root is, and then give him a hand.

At this time, some people had the courage to come over and make friends, one by one, and they were very respectful.

And Liu Chengfeng also got the news he wanted, it turned out that these little monks in the Qi cultivation period appeared here because there was a seven-star sect in the endless mountain range outside, called the Silver Moon Palace.

In half a month, it will be the disciple recruitment conference held once every ten years in the Silver Moon Palace, and as long as the monks who have not yet built a foundation can go to participate in the test.