Time flies, since Xie Feihong passed the sword to Broken Waves, it didn't take long for Xie Feihong to face the sword saint who had suppressed an era.

Therefore, Wushuang City suddenly poured into tens of thousands of characters in the rivers and lakes, and for a while, it brought prosperity to Wushuang City and also brought considerable chaos. But fortunately, many people in the rivers and lakes also know the difference, so although the fighting in the city has basically not stopped, the vicious kind has never appeared.

"Is this the Peerless City? It doesn't seem to be quite the same as I thought," at the gate of Wushuang City, a young man like the wind couldn't help frowning when he glanced at the many people who had been driven out of the city to beg because of the presence of many characters in the rivers and lakes.

"Senior Brother Feng," a man with an ordinary face and eyes like cold stars pressed the shoulder of the man like the wind, gently pulled down his hat, and said lightly: "We are here this time with a mission, don't make any extraneous branches." ”

"Got it, but I don't know if the owner of Xie Zhuang will bring the broken waves here this time?" It turned out that these two people were Qin Shuang and Nie Feng of the Tianxia Society, and there was also a step that Jingyun had not spoken because of his personality, as if he was out of place and stood aside.

"It should be, according to Xue Yantian, this Xie Zhuang owner seems to value the broken waves very much, and if he has such a grand event, he should be able to take it with him," Qin Shuang said lightly: "Okay, don't stop at the city gate, let's talk about anything at the foothold." ”

"Understood, senior brother."

Of course, the people of Wushuang City didn't know that there were already people from the Tianxia Society who had come to their territory, and they were still the three beloved disciples of the Tianxia Society. They are now in full swing of preparations, waiting for Xie Feihong, a person who seems to him to be bold and ignorant of what is good or bad.

"Where is Shi Wuzun?" Dugu Fang asked Sima Xi.

"Back to the city lord," Sima said in a congratulatory voice, "This hour should be almost near Xiejiazhuang." ”

"Well," Dugu nodded and asked an old woman on the other side, "Spiegel, have all the arrangements been made here in the city?" ”

"It's already arranged, City Lord," the guardian of Wushuang City, Spiegel, nodded, "There will definitely be no one who will get away." ”

"Good!" Dugu said in a cold voice: "Blood debt must be paid with blood!" If you dare to kill the people of our Wushuang City, then use one hundred and eight people from Xie Jiazhuang to fight for your life! ”

Xie Feihong directly killed the two envoys sent by the Dugu side last time, and said that the Dubu side was not an open-minded person, even if he had a big belly, he had to kill the chickens and monkeys, and sacrifice the flag for the dead people in Wushuang City with blood.

Otherwise, let's not talk about whether other southern martial arts gangs will follow suit, and finally the wolves will kill the tigers. Even if they have no shuangcheng lineage, I am afraid that they will all be separated from morality, and the people's hearts will be scattered.

Therefore, the Dugu side directly sent Xie Feihong and the Sword Saint to rush to Xie Jiazhuang on the day of the debate, and at the same time ambushed people in Wushuang City. At that time, whether it was from the Xie family's village or what Xie Feihong brought to Wushuang City, he didn't plan to let go of any of them. All the killings are raised, the Beijing view is built, and the entire southern martial arts are remembered with blood, and the majesty of the Wushuang City is inviolable!

As for Xie Feihong himself, it was naturally handed over to the Sword Saint.

As long as they have seen Xie Feihong's knife, no one will deny that Xie Feihong has the opportunity to suppress an era. But Xie Feihong jumped out too early, if he waited another one or two decades, Xie Feihong was at the peak of his prime, then it was really hard to talk about the victory or defeat of the Sword Saint who was now entering his twilight years.

But now, he's too young, too young. Not everyone is a martial arts myth and is nameless, and can pick the top ten gangs with a weak crown. Defeat the Sword Saint, retreat to Dongying and have no gods!

On the branches of the moon, the stars loom. It was almost the agreed hour, and the Sword Saint, who had not appeared for a long time, finally appeared at the head of Wushuang City. And Xie Feihong also appeared alone in the sight of many people in the rivers and lakes who had been waiting for a long time.

Looking at the white clothes fluttering at the head of the city, the crane's hair was cold, and the unparalleled sword intent was brewing like a volcano about to erupt. Xie Feihong, who was still some distance away from Wushuang City, directly raised his qi and indulged in the air. With a few taps of his toes in the air, he took advantage of the wind and came to the opposite side of the Sword Saint at the head of the Peerless City.

What a light work! Among the many spectators, Nie Feng, who was known as the god of the wind, couldn't help but have a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, he thought that with his qualifications and comprehension of the top-level mastery of the wind god legs, there should be no opponent in terms of light skills at his age.

But I didn't expect that this self-confidence would be shattered today. Judging from the face of the owner of Xie Zhuang in front of him, I am afraid that he will not be much bigger. But when it comes to the light skills that the other party has performed just now, I am afraid that it is a little worse than him.

The most important thing is that with Nie Feng's eyesight, of course, it can be seen that the set of qi lifting and lightening methods performed by Xie Feihong is much inferior to the wind god legs he has learned. Compared to these two, it is almost like stepping his pride into the ground!

Is Xie Feihong's light skills good? Of course! Anyone who sees the prey they are about to get their hands on escapes like this in front of their eyes, they must have worked it.

As for Xie Feihong's light exercises, they are indeed much inferior to Fengshen legs. There is no way, who makes this world Xie Jiazhuang's ability limited, and the main world and Lu Xiaofeng's legendary world Xie Feihong did not deliberately collect it. The only set in his hand is a set of Feng Dance Jiutian, which is relatively outstanding, and Lu Xiaofeng's style is too strong.

Therefore, Xie Feihong can only choose to be the same as the knife method, and set the strengths of hundreds of schools to cast a light body method of his own.

However, although Nie Feng was hit by Xie Feihong's confidence a lot, he himself was a man as free and open-minded as the wind. So he quickly shook off the negative emotions that had just come to his mind and turned to another issue. Is that his good friend Ronin?

Xie Jiazhuang, the protector of Wushuang City, Shi Wuzun, opened the door of Xie Jiazhuang with a slap of the Divine Palm, and led people to kill it, so that under the stunned and frightened of the Xie Jiazhuang people, he directly announced in a cold voice: "The Dugu City Lord has an order, and the Xie Jiazhuang Lord is rebellious, and dares to kill the angels of Wushuang City!" Give, full of punishment! Police! ”

As soon as the words fell, Shi Wuzun took the lead directly, at this time he was no longer a compassionate Buddha, but directly incarnated as a blood-bathed king, and as soon as the blood-stained Rulai God palm was displayed, he was ready to open the killing ring directly in Xie Jiazhuang!

It was also at this moment that a sword as red as blood, full of evil aura, appeared in front of his eyes, and even he had to temporarily avoid its sharp edge, and withdrew his palm that was ready to kill, protecting himself!

"It's ...... Fire Blade! Shi Wuzun, who slipped back and retreated, clapped his palms twice in a row and finally dissolved this dark red sword qi, finally had time to see clearly what the weapons and people who attacked him looked like, so he couldn't help but say with a solemn face: "Who are you?" Why bother with the idle affairs of Wushuang City! ”

"Idle? This is Xie Jiazhuang," the handsome young man in Tsing Yi smiled evilly, and the red long sword in his hand killed Shi Wuzun again and said coldly: "And I, the son of the head of the Nanlin sword, Broken Waves!" Xie Jiazhuang's Dharma Protector Wuzun! What do you say I have to do with it! ”