At the same time, Nie Pinglan, who was standing behind Su Moyu, also drew his sword and stood in front of Su Moyu.

His action naturally attracted the attention of the other person on the other side.

I saw a murderous aura rising into the sky, and a young man on the opposite side came out of the crowd.

It was the sword demon Fuyue.

Su Moyu had heard Nie Pinglan talk about it before, he had a battle with Fu Yue back then, but Nie Pinglan had not cultivated at that time, so he was chased and killed by Fu Yue all the way.

But being able to successfully escape with his life under the pursuit of the sword demon Fu Yue is a great thing in itself.

Moreover, Su Moyu had also heard Fu Yue say that in this world, someone had seen Fu Yue's sword alone, but Fu Yue failed to kill it.

Now that I think about it, the person Fu Yue said is probably Nie Pinglan.

In this way, these two can be called a pair of mortal enemies.

On the other side, behind Fu Yue stood a sickly-looking guy.

That was Han Zijin, who was quietly beaten half to death by Bai.

Although more than a month has passed, Han Zijin's injuries have not healed yet.

Right now, Bai quietly suppressed his aura and hid behind Su Moyu, so Han Zijin didn't notice her.

But when he saw Su Moyu, he was also murderous for a moment.

Seeing that, people on both sides are about to fight.

At this moment, Long Huan on the side hurriedly stood between the two groups of people and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, all seniors, everyone is a guest invited by my Long family, if there is a fight here, it will be a good thing to say to my Long family and all my seniors." So please also look at the thin noodles below, and each of you take half a step back. ”

Hearing him say this, Su Moyu's brows furrowed, and he was puzzled: "Long Huan, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you buried the New Year of Sword City, and invited the Heavenly Demon Dao?"

Prior to this, Su Moyu had heard many people say that Mo Ruhuan persuaded the Long family of the Burial Sword City to fight against the Heavenly Demon Dao.

But look at the current situation. This is not the case at all.

Sure enough, I heard Long Huan speak: "Mr. Hui Su, my parents said that this burial of the Sword City New Year Festival is the prosperity of my Long family, and it is also a great opportunity for Zhongzhou. The Heavenly Demon Dao has been fighting with the various sect families in Zhongzhou for a long time, and there have been countless casualties during this time. If it continues, it will not be good for anyone. So the Long family is cheeky and plays the role of a peacemaker, so that the seniors on both sides can sit down and talk well!"

This was the first time Su Moyu had heard of this, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but he could never guess what the Long family was doing.

Similarly, Nie Pinglan, who was standing in front of him, was also confused.

The two men looked at each other for a moment's hesitation. Or a step back.

Before figuring out the situation, it is not a good thing to rashly act on the Heavenly Demon Dao.

And in terms of the current comparison of the number and strength of the two sides, their own side has a disadvantage.

Since Long Huan came forward to mediate, it was naturally the best choice to stop for the time being.

However, their side retreated, but the people on the other side refused to retreat.

"Damn, you kid is a piece of. Today, Lao Tzu must eat this surnamed Su alive, and no one will want to stop me!" As he spoke, Han Zijin stepped forward and planned to rush towards Su Moyu.

Seeing this, Su Moyu's eyes flashed with anger, and he planned to teach the other party a lesson.

And yet at this moment. Listening to Long Huan's long sigh, he reached out to his waist and slowly drew a sword.

Seeing this, Han Zijin said with a cruel smile: "Oh, the junior of Burial Sword City, you actually dare to draw your sword in front of me, don't you want to live?"

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves. Two scissors appeared.

The rest of the members of the Heavenly Demon Dao behind Han Zijin were all lawless figures.

So seeing that Han Zijin wanted to teach a lesson to a child of the Long family at this time, he didn't stop him one by one, just waiting to see the joke.

Su Moyu's impression of this Long Huan was not bad, he could see that Long Huan's cultivation at this time was just in the middle of the tribulation.

This is indeed a remarkable achievement among the younger generation.

However, to fight against Han Zijin, the third demon of the Heavenly Demon Dao, it is a little far behind.

Seeing this, he planned to step forward to help.

Unexpectedly, Long Huan said: "Mr. Su, this is a matter between my Long family and the Heavenly Demon Dao, please don't interfere!"

Hearing him say this, Su Moyu was stunned for a moment, looking at his indifferent and confident appearance in his clothes, Su Moyu hesitated, but retreated.

Seeing this, Han Zijin over there was even more furious.

In his opinion, Long Huan's attitude is the biggest provocation to him.

"Boy, even if this is the Burial Sword City, don't think that I won't dare to kill you!" Han Zijin roared as he rushed towards Long Huan.

Long Huan snorted coldly, not much or flashing, and slowly pulled the long sword from his waist out of the sheath.

At the moment when the sword was unsheathed, Su Moyu, Nie Pinglan, and Sword Demon Fuyue in the field, everyone with the three swords were shocked at the same time.

The three of them felt at the same time that an ethereal, yet incomparably powerful sword intent vibrated out, as if it was about to cut through the sky.

"Third brother, come back!" Fu Yue immediately shouted.

However, it was still a step too late.

In an instant, a white light flashed away, crossed Han Zijin's side, and stopped behind him.

The wind rose, blowing the broken hair like catkins, and Han Zijin stood in place, panting constantly.

And behind it, a man dressed in white with crane hair and a childish face appeared at some point.

At that moment, the man in white definitely had a chance to kill Han Zijin, but he stopped it in time and only broke off a strand of Han Zijin's long hair.

Although Han Zijin has not recovered from his serious injury at this time, and he is far from his peak state, it is definitely not an easy task to restrain him so neatly.

"Who are you?" Han Zijin turned his head and said with palpitations as he looked at the white-clothed man.

However, the man in white didn't pay attention to him, but floated behind Long Huan with a respectful attitude.

This time made Han Zijin stunned again.

He couldn't figure out how a strong man who was three points stronger than his current self could be so respectful to a junior?

Even if this kid may be the descendant of the Long family, this situation shouldn't happen!

"Is this the sword spirit of the Long family? Sure enough!" It was only at this time that the person led by the Heavenly Demon Dao opened his mouth.

Hearing the voice, Su Moyu hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that the person who spoke was a tall and thin man dressed in black.

When he didn't speak, Su Moyu didn't even pay attention to his presence.

But after he spoke, Su Moyu's eyes were no longer able to take their eyes off him.

It felt like a black hole that was about to suck everything around it in.

"The predecessor is really knowledgeable, this is indeed the sword spirit of my burial sword city!" Long Huan said with a smile.

The man in black nodded and said, "The third brother will come back, let's give the Burial Sword City a face!"

Hearing this, Han Zijin gritted his teeth unwillingly and retreated to the side of the man in black.

And the man in black walked in the direction of the Burial Sword City with an indifferent face, and when he passed by Long Huan and the sword spirit, he suddenly said gloomily: "Also, I advise you not to take out this kind of toy in front of me next time, otherwise I can't help but destroy it!"

After speaking, he walked away, leaving only Long Huan with a dignified face.

The rest of the Heavenly Demon Dao members also followed the man in black towards the Burial Sword City.

Su Moyu took a general look, but found that among the seven people, there was no Niu Chao, which made him a little worried.

And at this time, the person who was left behind by the other party at the end attracted Su Moyu's attention.

I saw that the man was wearing a robe, covering himself all over his body, and he couldn't see his body clearly, and he couldn't even distinguish between men and women.

When he walked to Su Moyu's side, he seemed to stop intentionally, but in the blink of an eye, he followed again.

"Huh?" Lin Susu, who had been standing beside Su Moyu and didn't speak, suddenly made a sound.

Su Moyu hurriedly turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Susu shook his head again and again and said, "No...... It's okay!"

He just said this, but his eyes were still like the man's gaze. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )