Feibai walked out of the inn only to find that it was snowing outside.

The snow on the ground was already up to the vamps.

The streets were deserted, not even a dog.

In such weather, even beggars will find a place to stay as warm as possible.

Feibai took a deep breath, and the cold air suppressed the cough that began to move again.

He clenched his sword, straightened his cloak, limped into the alley next to the inn, and began to advance according to the route he had already explored.

After climbing over several high walls in a row, Feibai could already see the Xuanfeng Tower with bright lights in the distance.

He hid in a hidden corner, his face flushed unusually.

Feibai knew that he was going to die.

Three months ago, Xuanfeng Tower suddenly invaded the Imperial Sword Villa in the northern border of Kunlun, and the owner of the village, Wu Shucheng, and the twelve Imperial Sword Elders were all killed in battle.

Edgeworth Villa was destroyed.

In fact, at that time, he should have died.

If it weren't for Wu Shucheng and all the people who led him to kill a bloody way and send him out, Feibai could be sure that he would have died at that time.

Although he didn't die, he was also hit by the owner of Xuanfeng Tower, and he suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The internal wounds continued and grew heavier.

Feibai's mind couldn't help but think of his master's appearance before he died.

"Feibai, you must live! The sword inheritance of more than 1,000 years of swordsmanship in the Imperial Sword Villa depends on you!"

When he said this, Wu Shucheng had already suffered more than a dozen serious injuries, and even the Tinghai Sword that had accompanied him for a hundred years had been broken.

But before he died, he was thinking about the inheritance of Edgeworth Villa.

Thinking of this, Feibai showed a wry smile slightly.

Master, if you are not filial, I can't hold on.

But before he died, he had to do something.

For more than a year, the Ahan Palace was destroyed by the Fire King Palace, and almost none of the other sects survived.

I heard that the great monk Yayoi burned his golden body at the last moment, used the World Destroying Buddha Kingdom, and killed more than a dozen top masters of the Fire King Hall in one fell swoop.

It is said that the Bodhisattva is compassionate, but at the last moment, isn't this great monk just as angry?

Feibai took a deep breath, the cold air made the suffocation in his chest much better, and also dispelled all distractions.

Master, wait for me in a moment, I'm coming!

Fei Bai slowly pulled out the sword in his hand, his previous saber had been destroyed, and now he was using an iron sword that he had bought from a blacksmith for twenty taels of silver.

Feibai held the iron sword, walked out of the shadows, and slowly walked towards the brilliant Xuanfeng Tower.

The wind and snow are frenzied.

The few people guarding the gate were also a little lazy at the moment.

In such weather, how could anyone come looking for trouble?

They gathered in the corner and chatted with each other.

"The landlord has recruited another teenager, I heard that he looks oily and slippery!"

"Tsk, how many times is this month?"

"I heard that the previous ones are all dead, and they are in a terrible state, and they have all been sucked dry!"

"Hey, do you have such a big appetite?"

They discussed, Feibai holding his breath and coming as close as he could.

But his current cultivation is not even as good as a celestial, but after a dozen steps, the leader of these people frowned.

"There is a situation!"

As he spoke, he was about to get up and check.

Now is the time!

Fei Bai gritted his teeth, poured all the remaining cultivation into his legs, and suddenly jumped up and stabbed at the group of people.

Although it was only a long sword made of mortal iron, under Feibai's full strength, this sword still emitted a brilliant sword light.

Burst!

The outermost two soldiers were directly cut by the sword qi, and the dead bodies fell to the ground.

But that leader is obviously not an ordinary person, seeing this, he snorted coldly, and pulled out his knife to cut it.

A clash of gold and iron.

The long sword in Feibai's hand shattered in response.

Then the leader stepped forward and raised his sword to slash. 33

Feibai twisted suddenly, dodging the vital point, but let his back out.

Burst.

The knife cut a bloody hole in Feibai's back.

But the leader didn't have time to rejoice.

Feibai had already pulled out a short sword, rushed into the leader's arms with the remaining momentum, and then stabbed directly into the leader's heart.

Burst.

The leader seemed to be unable to believe that anyone could be so brave, and looked down at the sword stuck in his heart before falling to the ground and dying.

The remaining soldiers all woke up from their shock and rushed forward with their swords raised.

Feibai was clumsy, relying on the last bit of strength to kill all the soldiers.

But it also alarmed the people inside.

Just listen to the noise and footsteps inside.

Feibai no longer had any strength, he staggered and pulled out the short sword in the leader's heart, leaned against the wall and gasped.

There was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered on the snow, like a plum blossom in full bloom.

That's all you have to do to it?

It's just a matter of killing a few guards...... , what an unwillingness!

Feibai smiled bitterly, and a person from Xuanfeng Lou holding a sword appeared in his vision that had begun to gradually blur.

"It's here!"

"This man killed the janitor!"

"Kill him!"

In the midst of these shouts, Feibai's consciousness gradually blurred.

He knew he was going to die.

But death cannot be at the hands of this crowd.

So he lifted up his hand and prepared to kill himself.

At this moment, a group of people walked out of the dark night.

These people were all dressed in very strange clothes, and they immediately rushed over when they saw this scene.

Feibai was still surprised.

The next scene completely shocked him.

The cultivation of these people who came was high and low, but the highest was only a scattered immortal.

But the tacit understanding of these people can be said to be seamless.

Therefore, it was just a face, and these people in Xuanfeng Tower didn't even have the strength to resist, so they were killed.

The lead man walked slowly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Feibai, from Edgeworth Villa, who are you?" Feibai looked at the man and asked rhetorically.

"We are here to slaughter Xuanfeng Tower on the orders of the instructor!"

Instructor: Slaughter Xuanfeng Tower?

Feibai was startled, and wanted to say something.

Then I saw a man slowly walking out of the darkness.

This man's face is handsome, the corners of his mouth are smiling, but his eyes are like the sea, and the depth is unfathomable.

Feibai trembled.

The man smiled slightly, "Long time no see!"

Feibai took a deep breath, "Xue An!"

Xue An nodded, "That's right, it's me!"

Feibai suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He is a very proud person, when he fought with Xue An in the sword competition, he was so radiant, although he was defeated, he was still honorable despite defeat.

But today, he is like a sick dog, dragging a lame leg to fight with a group of small soldiers.

This contrast in circumstances made Feibai silent.

Xue An seemed to see his thoughts and smiled faintly.

"It's such a coincidence, are you also here to destroy the Xuanfeng Tower?"

Feibai was stunned.

Xue An continued: "Since it is, then let's go together!"