After a while, Jian Qiuping came back to his senses and looked at Jian Fengyun with a shocked expression, as if he had seen a monster.

"Weakness, how can you know the weakness within my martial arts!"

"Hehe, a person who cultivates the sword, he cares about the sword heart being the same, the sword heart is not pure, and there are weaknesses everywhere." Jian Fengyun casually glanced at Jian Qiuping and said lightly.

"A person who cultivates a sword cares about the sword heart as one......" Jian Qiuping listened to Jian Fengyun's words, and then stopped on the spot in despair, muttering to himself, but his eyes were full of confusion.

"This raging sword, it should be like this!"

In an instant, Jian Fengyun moved, the white clothes fluttered with the wind to accompany you, the long sword in his hand slashed a sword light in the air, and the sword yuan force was quickly swallowed by the long sword, and the sword came out like a dragon.

On Jian Fengyun's body, a surging momentum rushed out in an instant, crushing in all directions, and at this moment, everyone seemed to see a divine mansion exerting its might, shocking their hearts and souls.

"A sword of the wild!"

On the body of the long sword, a powerful sword aura emanated, condensed between the blades of the sword, and an invisible and powerful power rose to the sky.

A strong wind suddenly blew, and the robes of everyone present were whirring.

Jian Qiuping was dumbfounded, and hurriedly reacted, only having time to condense a spiritual power shield in front of him to resist.

"Ping'er!"

The Great Elder on the side exclaimed and rushed out directly, wanting to stop Jian Fengyun, but Jian Fengyun's sword was too fast.

As soon as he got up, the sword had already pierced through Jian Qiuping's spiritual power shield, and he only needed to go a little further to pierce Jian Qiuping's throat.

Zheng!

Jian Fengyun's sword stopped in front of Jian Qiuping's throat, and in an instant, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

The next moment, as soon as the sword storm was wrong, the incomparably majestic momentum disappeared in an instant.

"It only takes a sword to kill you, but I won't kill you!"

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Jian Fengyun flipped the sword in his hand, put it into the scabbard, and glanced at Jian Qiuping coldly.

"Ping'er, are you okay?"

The Great Elder just rushed up, grabbing Jian Qiuping's body that was already sitting on the ground in collapse, and the old tears were all over the ground.

"I'm fine!"

Jian Qiuping's eyes closed and opened, a flash of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, he stood up with difficulty, walked to Jian Fengyun, and bowed slightly.

"Thank you young patriarch for not killing, Jian Qiuping is convinced!"

At this time, those children of the Sword Family were already stunned.

"Not killing you is just for the sake of you realizing the sword heart at the last moment, it won't be long before I leave, and you have to stay in the sword family all the time!"

Jian Fengyun General glanced at Jian Qiuping lightly, and said calmly.

Listening to Jian Fengyun's words, Jian Qiuping could only smile bitterly, it turned out that Jian Fengyun had never been talking big, and the strength of these children of the family was simply rubbish to him, and it was ridiculous that he was still competitive with him.

Jian Yuntian, who was above the high hall, saw this scene, and a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

The great elder Jian Qiuming on the side looked at Jian Fengyun, but a pair of cloudy old eyes flashed with apology, he had always been so aimed at Jian Fengyun, before Jian Fengyun said that he would defeat Jian Qiuping within two months, and he was still calculating against him, but he didn't expect him to be so generous to his son.

"Jian Fengyun, thank you for not killing Ping'er, from today onwards, Jian Qiuming within the Sword Family will support you!"

The second elder on the side looked at Jian Fengyun, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, he also felt that Jian Fengyun was young and vigorous before, but he didn't expect that he was the most mature one of the younger generation of the Jian family, if today's matter was replaced by someone else, I am afraid that he would not choose to kill Jian Qiuping to satisfy the happiness in his heart, but Jian Fengyun could take into account the family and did not kill Jian Qiuping, which shows that his heart is much more mature than the young disciples present.

"You don't need to support me, I am destined to stay in this Bei'an City for a short time, from today on, I am no longer the young patriarch of the Sword Family, whoever you like to be, let whoever you want!" Jian Fengyun smiled indifferently at Jian Qiu, and was about to leave.

At this moment, the children of the Jian family came back to their senses, and looked at Jian Fengyun's gaze with a touch of invisible respect, it turned out that from beginning to end, Jian Fengyun had taken them in his eyes, and it was ridiculous that they still came to the door to find trouble.

"Oh no, the head of the Yu family came directly to the clan hall with the master of the Yu family!"

At this moment, a panicked voice sounded, and a disciple of the Sword Family ran outside the clan hall and said nervously.

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the sword family changed in unison, did the Yu family come to the door to do something to the sword family?

However, under the nervous gaze of everyone, the first to come was a girl in white.

"Cher!" Jian Fengyun's brows furrowed, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

"Young master, I'm sorry, Xue'er can't take care of you in the future!" The girl walked to Jian Fengyun's side, but her pretty face was already crying.

"Cher, what's wrong, who bullied you?" A look of pity shot out of Jian Fengyun's eyes, and he spoke instantly.

He could feel the reluctance in Xue'er's heart at the moment, but he didn't know what was going on.

"No one bullied Miss Xue'er, it's just that she voluntarily signed a deed of sale and exchanged 300,000 taels of silver with us."

A smug voice came from afar, and everyone's eyes looked towards the door of the clan hall.

I saw the figure of the six members of the Yu family appear in front of the door, and the person who opened the door was Yu Zhengyu, who was standing beside the head of the Yu family.

"Deed of sale, 300,000 taels of silver?" A sharp light shot out of Jian Fengyun's eyes, and his tone was cold.

"Young Master, I know that I need 300,000 taels of silver to buy Jian Yuanjing, Xue'er bought it back for you, Xue'er hopes that the young master will become stronger, and he will not lose to Young Master Qiuping in the competition."

The girl's pretty face is crying with pear blossoms with rain, and the tears in her autumn eyes are phosphorus.

Listening to the girl's words, Jian Fengyun's heart hurt for no reason, it seems that Xue'er was worried that she would challenge Jian Qiuping within two months, and she was afraid that her strength was not enough, so she signed this deed of sale and bought Jian Yuanjing for herself.

"Xue'er, don't cry, there is a young master, the young master has already defeated Jian Qiuping, from today on, you just follow the young master well, don't think nonsense, no one can take you away today!" Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand and took the girl into his arms, and said gently.

"But the young master ......" The girl rubbed her eyes with tears in her eyes, and looked at Jian Fengyun pitifully.

"Hehe, Jian Fengyun, your big words are a little full, Miss Xue'er signed a deed of sale, so from today we are here to redeem people, violating the contract, according to the laws of the dynasty, then you can retaliate at will!" Yu Zhengyu on the side, with a folding fan in his hand, looked at Jian Fengyun with a sneer.

As soon as Yu Zhengyu's words fell, the face of the sword family steward became gloomy, and the threatening meaning between the words was self-evident.

At the same time, the six members of the Yu family, mainly Yu Shan, the head of the Yu family, the three elders, and a mysterious black-robed man who followed on the side, burst out with a strong momentum at the same time.

There are four high-level breaths of the Spirit Yuan Realm, and there is also a breath of the peak of the Spirit Yuan Realm.

The Yu family and this lineup can be regarded as pouring out, and almost all the high-level martial artists of the family are here.

In an instant, the faces of the three elders of the Sword Family were gloomy, and the scene instantly became very silent, and the invisible pressure spread.