Early morning.

The cold wind blew, the goose feathers and snow flew all over the sky, and the mountains and fields were snow-white.

The flashy city is full of traffic, crowds of people, and prosperous.

In the palace porridge shop, Jiang Baiyu sat in the corner by the window, drinking the puffing eight-treasure porridge, pulling out the tea eggs and putting them in his mouth, turning his head to look out the window, the gold-lettered signboard of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance across the street, revealing a meaningful smile.

The black-hearted old ghost is cunning and cunning, plotting against him several times, using the rogues to attack the fortress, and plotting to attack the city lord's mansion, which almost allowed him to succeed, and the city of fireworks is about to be lost.

Jiang Baiyu decided to take the initiative to kill the black-hearted old ghost in one blow, not giving this guy a chance to use the earth escape technique.

After a simple breakfast, under the cover of heavy snow, he flapped his wings and soared into the air, suspended at a height of 100 meters, condescendingly looking down on the earth, and landed inside the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

A fat man with a fat head and big ears walked in front of him, dressed like a dog, and looked very bad.

Jiang Baiyu jumped over and slapped the knife with a hand, knocked the fat man unconscious and pulled him into the corner, and woke up the fat man with a punch, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

The fat man came to his senses, the knife was on his neck, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his fat face, and he fell into the snow with a dripping drop, and said weakly: "Uncle spare my life, I am willing to sacrifice the storage belt, just as if I didn't meet you." ”

Jiang Baiyu said: "What do you call a friend?"

The fat man said: "Wang Xiaopang." ”

Jiang Baiyu said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, I'm looking for a black-hearted old ghost, as long as I find him, I'll let you go." ”

Wang Xiaopang cried with a sad face, and said without tears: "The black-hearted old ghost went to the city of fireworks to run errands, and he hasn't come back for three days, and I don't know where he is?"

Jiang Baiyu said: "Where does the black-hearted old ghost live?"

Wang Xiaopang shook his head and said embarrassedly: "The black-hearted old ghost is as timid as a mouse, he is cautious and cautious, only during the day in the Loose Cultivation Alliance, he will disappear after dark, and no one knows where he lives?"

Jiang Baiyu frowned, and said in a gloomy voice: "The black-hearted old ghost can't be found, you should always know where the mad dog lives." ”

Wang Xiaopang scratched his head, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Mad Dog lives on the opposite side of the alliance, I'll take you there, but you have to promise that you can't kill me if you can't find anyone, I'm innocent." ”

Jiang Baiyu said: "I won't move you, let's go!"

The two left the alliance side by side, no one stopped them along the way, Jiang Baiyu was a little surprised, the fat man was a person with status, and soon arrived at the top floor of the opposite building.

Wang Xiaopang knocked on the door, knocked for a long time and no one opened the door, and said embarrassedly: "The mad dog is not at home!"

Jiang Baiyu was silent, split the door lock with a knife, and walked into the room with the fat man, the room was empty, and there was no trace of a mad dog.

"Damn!" Jiang Baiyu was very angry, there was no black-hearted old ghost to lead people to make trouble, the mad dog hung up yesterday, and the mad dog's life was too big, and he escaped again.

Wang Xiaopang said bitterly: "Uncle, I've tried my best, but I can't find anyone!"

Jiang Baiyu said: "Make a poisonous oath, just treat me as if you haven't seen me, and you can leave." ”

Wang Xiaopang beat his chest and swore a poisonous oath, but he didn't dare to turn his head back, and left in a gloomy manner.

Jiang Baiyu was helpless, spread his wings and took off into the air, arrived at the warrior square in the city, wandered around and rubbed the time, and prepared to go again at night to see if he could find the trace of the black-hearted old ghost and solve the mad dog by the way.

Fuhua City is the largest city in Tiannan, the ancient capital of the Southern Dynasty since ancient times, the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, and there are dozens of dimensional realms nearby, where warriors gather.

The warrior square was crowded with people, the stalls were everywhere, Jiang Baiyu was going to pick up a leak, and bought a broken sword at a low price, the broken sword was of diamond quality, and the blade was only left with the length of a pedicure knife, and it was damaged for some reason, and it cost a thousand spirit stones to start.

At sunset, I walked out of the warrior square and faced a person blocking the way.

Jiang Baiyu watched intently, and the black-robed young man stood opposite, his face covered with a mask, exuding a boundless murderous aura, as if a substantial murderous aura locked him.

"Something?" Jiang Baiyu's face did not change, he made a hoarse voice, and his hand was held on the hilt of the Fire Crow Sword, exuding a fierce sword aura, resisting the murderous aura of the black-robed youth.

"Hand over the storage ring and spare you from dying!" the black-robed young man said coldly.

Looking at the sword ring on his finger, Jiang Baiyu was slightly stunned, wealth should not be left blank, forgetting to hide the sword ring, just like a naughty boy holding gold to make trouble, purely to invite disaster and cause trouble.

"Give you three seconds to think about it...... Don't fight to death!" the black-robed young man said through gritted teeth.

"Idiot!" Jiang Baiyu couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed out.

Between the lightning and flint, the sword flashed, and the black-robed young man was furious, but he didn't expect Jiang Baiyu to dare to make the first move, completely ignoring his threat, and his figure disappeared in a flash, dodging the stabbing sword.

A sword pierced the air, making a sharp sonic boom, Jiang Baiyu was taken aback, the other party had the ability to stealth, and decisively returned a sword.

Rumble!

The sound of the exchange of gold and iron was deafening, there was a crisp click, the fire crow sword broke from the middle, Jiang Baiyu sighed in his heart, holding the broken sword in his hand, and looked at the black-robed young man in amazement.

The black-robed young man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, a dark defensive shield rose on the surface of his body, and he held a Damascus scimitar covered with strange patterns, the handle of the knife was inlaid with diamond-shaped emeralds, and the green light flashed like a cat's eye.

"Desperate assassin, Huo Wuxian!"

Jiang Baiyu's expression was solemn, Xiu Biao raised his dark red defensive cover, and there were more domineering fakes in his hands, Leng Yan saw, with shadow stealth ability, a strong man who used Damascus scimitar, except for the famous desperate assassin, who else dared to be so arrogant?

"Knowing my name, you can only die. ”

Huo Wuming bent down into a bow shape, and let out a piercing laugh like a wild cat, what he awakened was the shadow martial spirit, with the strength of the martial arts general Five Heavens, after the aura was revived, the assassination never missed.

The figure disappeared in a flash, appearing on the side of Jiang Baiyu, and the long knife swept towards his neck.

Jiang Baiyu turned around and slashed down, Leng Yan's saw was two meters long, and the length of the Damascus knife was less than one meter.

The big knife was devastating and slashing, Huo Wuming's knife was not long enough, and he was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he dodged to the side, and the violent knife qi passed by.

Woo-la-la!

The black robe turned into fragments, Huo Wuming revealed his true body, wearing an eight-petal pointed helmet, wearing a full set of leather armor as black as ink, his body was as strong as a cheetah, and the violent murderous aura filled the audience.

Jiang Baiyu was full of firepower, occupying the lead, his spiritual power exploded, and the big knife danced in the wind and rain, attacking frantically around Huo Wuming, not giving Huo Wuming a chance to fight back.

Huo Wuming's body method is like electricity, shuttling through the sea of knives like a fish, constantly unfolding the shadow body method, seizing every opportunity to counterattack, to break through the net of heaven and earth woven by the knife qi, but he has more than enough heart and insufficient strength, and it is difficult to break through successfully.

The furious sword qi swept through the long street, turning into an invincible blade storm, sweeping through the buildings within a radius of one mile, the walls on both sides of the street collapsed, the bluestone ground shattered, the sand and dust flew all over the sky, and the figures of the two disappeared, drowning in the aura storm.