"A long time ago, an orphan with a talent for cultivation wandered in an independent city, he lived day by day on the relief of the neighborhood, and then one day he met the daughter of the city lord, the daughter of the city lord was very kind, did not dislike this orphan, and often played together, the daughter of the city lord once inadvertently mentioned her request for her future husband, that she was to be like his father, a strong and upright city lord, with a magnificent city and a rich people."

"The orphan knew that he might never reach that level, disappointed but unwilling, and then a large sect near the city came to select disciples, and accidentally found this orphan, and they brought the orphan back to the sect, and the orphan knew that this might be his only chance to get ahead, and he studied hard."

He himself has a good talent, and hardworking, in just half a year he has made rapid progress, attracted the attention of the sect, became a core disciple, a few years later he returned to the city, and was pleased to find that the daughter of the city lord is still so kind, he mustered up the courage to confess to her, saying that after he finished his studies, he could build a city for her, the girl smiled and agreed, during that time, they often went together to plan the appearance of the city, inns, hospitals, shops...... The orphan felt that he was probably the happiest person in the world at that time. ”

Zhao Feng shook his wine glass and listened carefully, the old man took half a sip of wine and sighed again.

"Later, when the orphan returned to the city again, he learned that the daughter of the city lord had been married to a woman, and not long after he left last time, the orphan could not believe it, because this time it was only five years since he last returned, and he had become the chief disciple, and in a few years he would have the strength to build a city."

"The orphan couldn't believe it, and wanted to go to the city lord's daughter to ask about it, but he was closed, that family was a family of cultivators, and there were many strong and tyrannical people, and the orphans had nothing to lose, and they were in a state of collapse ever since."

Zhao Feng frowned: "And then?" ”

The old man: "Later, I don't know if it was the curtain hanging by heaven, the orphan sat in the sect for a hundred years, and his strength increased greatly, he rejected the master's advice to let him continue to stay in the sect, and planned to go out and build a city by himself......"

Zhao Feng nodded, the story was already very clear at this point: "This is the city?" ”

The old man nodded: "This is the city." ”

Zhao Feng: "Then, the old man should be the city lord Qingfeng." ”

The old man replied with surprise: "The old man's real name, Zhang Qingfeng." ”

Zhao Feng tilted his head and looked out the window: "Those traces of fighting in the city, are they?" ”

The old man said calmly: "Some monks who are greedy and overly greedy. ”

Zhao Feng nodded and said to himself: "It's also such a magnificent city, there is only one person, of course there will be other ideas." ”

The old man drank the wine in the cup calmly, and didn't seem to care about Zhao Feng at all, Zhao Feng frowned lightly, this old man may be much more terrifying than he imagined.

"It has nothing to do with me anyway." Zhao Feng said to himself in his heart.

After taking another sip of wine, Zhao Feng spoke: "Did the seniors go to the city lord's daughter later?" ”

The old man raised his head and looked at Zhao Feng puzzled, as if he didn't understand why Zhao Feng asked like this.

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows: "If I'm not mistaken, you just said that the husband's family of the city lord's daughter is a family of cultivating immortals, didn't you think that maybe she was forced?" ”

The old man frowned, and said uncertainly: "She is the daughter of the city lord, who can persecute her?" ”

Zhao Feng shrugged: "Maybe it's someone who even the city lord doesn't dare to offend?" Did you go to the city lord afterwards to ask for confirmation? ”

The old man hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If things are really as I said, what are you going to do?" ”

After listening to Zhao Feng's question, the old man twisted his eyebrows and didn't answer, just blindly drank with his head bored.

Zhao Feng dropped the last "sword of punishment": "Can you build a city for her in that situation, and defend this city for so many years, but you don't even have the courage to face the truth?" ”

"Bang!" After Zhao Feng finished speaking, a layer of invisible qi suddenly appeared on the old man's body, and the qi burst out, and in just a breath, all the windows on the seventh floor were shattered!

The debris of the blasted window slowly fell, Zhao Feng was still holding the wine glass, and a faint deep black light emanated from the black sword.

Zhao Feng looked at the black sword on the surface, and said lightly in his heart: "Old Hei, are you crazy? ”

Hei Jian said lightly: "It's okay, he can't see any doorway, but your thunder armor, at this time, he has already groped a little to that level." ”

"Hey, I know this old man is powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful." Zhao Feng was a little afraid.

Zhao Feng regretted that he had just said those words arrogantly, why bother to provoke this old man, but now he has forced himself into such a situation, Zhao Feng subconsciously held the wine glass in his hand tightly, and guarded the old man wholeheartedly.

The old man just lowered his head, and for a long time, the black sword stood calmly beside Zhao Feng's hand, waiting for the old man's thunderous blow at any time, just when Zhao Feng was about to think that the old man was already asleep.

The old man's body suddenly relaxed, and he let out a long sigh: "You're right, I just don't dare to face this truth. ”

Zhao Feng silently lowered his head and did not speak.

The old man looked at Zhao Feng and suddenly said, "Little friend, can I entrust you with one thing." ”

"Senior, please speak." Zhao Feng nodded, but he was extremely helpless in his heart, "Am I qualified to refuse......

Old man: "I want to leave for a few days, can you please help me take a look at this city?" ”

Zhao Feng frowned, and the black sword hurriedly said, "The kid is more anxious to agree." ”

Zhao Feng lowered his head: "I know." ”

"Senior, I went out this time because the master has a task, if it is delayed, it is really difficult to explain." Zhao Feng tried his best to speak tactfully.

The old man said: "I'm going to go soon, only three days at most, and when I return in three days, even if I owe Xiaoyou a favor?" ”

"The favor of a person of this level...... Zhao Feng hesitated, but he still didn't agree with a hot brain, but was waiting for the judgment of the black sword.

"Promise him." Black Sword said in a deep voice.

Zhao Feng clenched his fists and said to the old man: "Then I hope that the seniors can find what they want on this trip." ”

Old man: "I'm sorry for the trouble." As soon as the old man's voice fell, he swept out of the air directly, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Zhao Feng said with envy: "When can I travel the world so arbitrarily." ”

The black sword didn't make a sound, and silently drilled back into Zhao Feng's body.

In the next two days, Zhao Feng was self-sufficient in Qingfeng City, although the silence was a little too much, but with Ah Er by his side, it was not so boring.

In the early morning of the third day, Zhao Feng used to wake up very early, but today's fog was quite thick, and the whole city was covered in thick fog.

Zhao Feng's expression became serious, his vision was excellent, and he could clearly see that this kind of fog was only in the city, but there was no fog outside the city at all.

"There's an uninvited guest on the door." Black Sword said lightly.

Zhao Feng pouted: "That old man knew that someone was coming, so he deliberately asked me to show him his home." ”

Black Sword: "Let's wait for the gossip, there are a lot of people, be careful." ”

Zhao Feng exhaled slowly, holding the long sword in his hand, and jumped directly from the seventh floor with a light step! The white figure plunged into the thick fog, dispelling the fog for a short time, but then the empty space was filled with thick fog.

Zhao Feng stood still, staring closely at the foggy front, he had already heard footsteps.

"Oh? Didn't you say that there was only one old man in this city, why was there only one kid? A young man's voice rang out in front of him.

Kerra!

Zhao Feng pulled the long sword in his hand out of the scabbard, and as the young man spoke, he heard footsteps from all around.

Black figures came from all sides in the black mist, Zhao Feng slightly clicked on the number of people, there were at least eight people on the other side!

Black Sword: "There are quite a few people, can you do it yourself?" ”

Zhao Feng looked at the front expressionlessly: "At this point, is it still useful for me to say no?" ”

Black Sword: "It seems useless, let's do it." ”

"You really shrank and talk without back pain."

"I don't have a waist."

“……”

Just when one person and one sword were fighting, the black figures finally showed their true colors.

Eight men, eight monks, eight monks dressed differently.

Zhao Feng looked around and looked at them, they were also looking at Zhao Feng.

A female cultivator behind him held her double sword and said: "Yo, it's still a handsome little brother, little brother, it's good to discuss, you obediently put down your weapons, we won't hurt you." ”

Zhao Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Oh? I thought you were going to say it was too late to leave. ”

"Hehehehehehe, the little brother is really joking. Except for this matter, everything else is easy to talk about. The nun said with a smile.

"Be careful!" The black sword's warning suddenly sounded, and Zhao Feng almost subconsciously pushed away from the same place with a sliding step.

"Boom!" Almost at the same time, a giant axe fell from the place where Zhao Feng was standing......

"It's not over yet!" Black Sword continued.

Before Zhao Feng, who had retreated into the air, had not had time to fall, the giant axe that had just smashed on the ground came up with a faster speed than before!

Zhao Feng held the sword in both hands, stepped lightly in the void, and rushed directly towards the giant axe, the long sword was separated between the giant axe and Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng even felt the wind pressure brought up by the rapid upward movement of the giant axe.

Zhao Feng almost rubbed against the giant axe!

"Back!" Black Sword reminded again.

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, he could feel the huge pressure behind him without the black sword reminding him, and this time the pressure was much stronger than before.

On the side, two monks each rushed towards Zhao Feng, making it clear that they wanted to surround Zhao Feng and kill him with one blow.

"If you want my life, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"

Zhao Feng's left hand, the sword in his right hand was slightly charged, and he mentally recited the Futu recipe.

Just as the giant axe was about to stop him and fight him, Zhao Feng's left hand suddenly flashed with a brilliant thunderbolt, a palm thunder that exploded with the giant axe.

With a muffled snort, a wisp of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, but Zhao Feng didn't care.