Late at night, the evening breeze is blowing, Bei'an City, Yu's house

"One sword killed the five bronze killers of the Blood Killing Building, it seems that this sword Fengyun is not a mortal!" The black-robed young man stood on top of the underground altar and said lightly.

"Senior brother, should we increase the price and invite the silver killer who used blood to kill the building?" Yu Zhengyu, who was under the altar, said with a cold face.

"No, this time the move has already alarmed Jian Yuntian, and having Jian Yuntian in it is useless to have a silver killer!" The black-robed young man waved his hand.

"Then what should I do, senior brother, do you just let that sword wind and clouds go free, I ......" Yu Zhengyu's face turned cold, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, I know you have a grudge in your heart for the events of that day, but don't forget, our real purpose is the body of the Holy Soul, don't let the master wait too long, otherwise whether you can enter the Dan Sword Sect or not, it's not something I can say!" The black-robed young man's face changed and said.

"Yes, senior brother." Yu Zhengyu's words were filled with great unwillingness, and he was frightened by the sword Fengyun that day and collapsed into a coma, and since then he has often thought about this incident, which makes his heart angry.

"Didn't you say before that the Holy Soul Body went to your Yu family's laundry pavilion to get clothes to earn money?"

"That's right, what's the matter, senior brother, the laundry pavilion is open in the city, if we rob people, I'm afraid the whole city will know!"

"Did I tell you to rob someone? Tell her what we are going to do, tell her the benefits, I don't believe that there is a woman in this world who is not moved by interests, as long as she signs a deed of sale! ”

"Deed of Sale! Oh, I understand, senior brother, as long as she signs it, then we can go directly to the Sword Family to redeem people! ”

"Hehe, go and do it, I'm going to cultivate, and there are still two months before the city lord fights, and then the master will bring your cousin back, and the sword storm will be handed over to your cousin!"

"Yes, senior brother, I'll do it!"

Yu Zhengyu walked out of the underground secret room, and a sneer appeared on his face.

......

The next morning, the warm sunlight shone through the courtyard and shone through the windows on the faces of the young people in the house.

The young man's handprint knotted, and the white spiritual root behind him suddenly entered his body.

"Five Heavens of the Pulse Realm!" Jian Fengyun's eyes suddenly opened, and a white light flashed under his eyes.

Compared to yesterday, the aura on Jian Fengyun's body at this moment is more than five times stronger.

"Jian Fengyun, you come out for me, you still want to challenge Young Master Qiuping, there is a kind of you who will defeat me first!"

"That's right, you actually interrupted the family's transaction, do you know that this will affect whether Young Master Qiuping can be in the Spirit Yuan Realm!"

Outside the window, the chaotic noise instantly reached Jian Fengyun's ears.

Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed, and then he got up and opened the door.

I saw that inside and outside his courtyard, hundreds of children of the Sword Family had gathered, and almost all of them had a look on their faces, that is, indignation.

"Jian Fengyun, you finally came out, you actually want to challenge Young Master Qiuping, you waste who doesn't know the height of the sky, there is a kind of you who defeat me first!"

"Jian Fengyun, you have a kind of challenge to defeat me first!"

The courtyard is full of sword family disciples with weapons in their hands, their strength is uneven, and they are generally in the Tongmai realm, it should be that he interrupted the transaction between the family and the Yu family a few days ago, and this matter was spread by someone with a heart.

They came to seek justice for Jian Qiuping's grievances.

"If you want to do it, just do it!" Jian Fengyun glanced at the noisy family disciples in front of him, spoke calmly, and walked towards the first few family disciples who took the lead with idle steps.

Jian Fengyun's footsteps were like a leisurely walk, and the streamer sword in his hand was still inserted in the scabbard, but at this moment, the aura emanating from his body actually pressed those disciples back a few steps in unison.

The strength of the seven leading disciples is all through the Ten Heavens of the Tongmai Realm, and their strength is five small realms higher than that of Sword Fengyun.

"What are you afraid of, are we still afraid of him alone?"

Suddenly, one of the male disciples among the first seven people spoke, and the next moment, the six around him drank together.

"Let's do it together, submit him, and then let him hand over that maid to exchange pills with the Yu family!"

"Kill!"

The hands of the seven people pulled out their weapons in unison, either knives or swords, and a sharp momentum instantly crushed towards the sword Fengyun.

Shout!

The long sword in Jian Fengyun's hand was unsheathed, and a white light slashed in the air, and the sword yuan force was running to the palm of his hand, not being swallowed by the streamer sword, but simply adding a little power.

"The sword is not fierce enough, just hit your sword body seven inches, the power of the sword blade will naturally disintegrate!"

"The angle of the short blade is offset, it should be a straight stab, this oblique stab can't play the sharp power of your short blade."

"And you, if you take the wrong step, the position of the knife is also wrong, and it is full of flaws!"

In the surprised gaze of the people around him, Jian Fengyun took the long sword in his hand and stepped into the place where the seven people shot one after another.

The movements of the seven seemed to be slowed down, and the footsteps of Sword Fengyun stepped beside them, easily citing their weaknesses, and the sword in his hand fell directly on their weapons.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ......

When the figure of Jian Fengyun walked through the sword shadows of the seven people, the weapons in the hands of the seven people fell to the ground together.

"Please come back, everyone!"

It wasn't until the sound of Sword Fengyun sounded that everyone came back to their senses in Fang Cai's astonishment, they couldn't imagine that the waste that had always been recognized as a waste could easily defeat the strongest seven of them with one person and one sword.

A chill floated on the backs of those seven people, just now, under Jian Fengyun's hands, their weaknesses seemed to have nothing to hide.

They knew that just a moment ago, if Jian Fengyun had killed them, they would have died ten times.

The seven picked up the dropped weapons and immediately dropped their cruel words.

"Sword Fengyun, don't think that you will be useful if you defeat us, Young Master Qiuping's strength is not comparable to you, and Young Master Qiuping will avenge us."

The cruel words were put down, and the gray left, and the leader left, and the rest of the people scattered in a hurry.

Jian Fengyun looked at the people who left, but his face showed a look of contemplation.

This matter will definitely not be simple, so many people have been provoked to surround this place, and someone must have done it on purpose.

What is the purpose of this?

After thinking for a while, Jian Fengyun seemed to think of something, his pupils contracted, where did Xue'er go?

Looking around, there was still no trace of Cher.

Jian Fengyun saw a sumptuous breakfast placed under the evergreen willow tree, and there seemed to be a letter on the table!

stepped forward to open the envelope, and there were only a few lines of Juanxiu's handwriting left in the letter: Young master, Xue'er went to the Fang Market to buy something, and she will be back in a while, don't worry about Xue'er!

"This girl!" Jian Fengyun shook his head and smiled, then put the envelope aside and began to sweep the food on the table.

At the same time, the courtyard of the Great Elder of the Sword Family

"Father, everything is done, Jian Fengyun is doing it to the children of the family in the Sword Martial Academy!" Jian Qiuping supported the seven disciples of the Sword Family, and then said lightly.

Hearing his son's words, Jian Qiuming sneered, and then said.

"Hehe, it's done, then let someone notify Jian Yuntian, that Jian Fengyun still wants to challenge you, but I just can't let him challenge it!"

"Yes, father, that kid doesn't know how thick the sky is, if it weren't for the fact that I was in retreat a few days ago, I must go out and make him look good!"

Jian Qiuping snorted, an uncontrollable anger shot out of his eyes.

"Don't worry, the show is about to start, this time I'll see how Jian Yuntian protects the sword."