The sky had not yet completely darkened, and those crusaders from various sects in the south, like beasts smelling fishy, gathered in all directions towards the Lijiazhuang Tavern.

The four intersections of the thoroughfare were blocked, and even the roofs were full of people.

The people of Lijiazhuang have never seen such a battle in their lives, and they are all so frightened that they hide in the house, closing the doors and windows tightly, it is the moment to make a fire for cooking, but the chimneys of some people's houses are gradually extinguished.

The men hid their breath and walked slowly, firmly surrounding the small tavern.

Fu Qingshan looked at the door of the tavern, the dim light, and recalled the dusk when he escaped from the Immortal Soul Cave and ascended to heaven.

Panic and fear occupied his heart, what fairy sword gate, what thin horse remnant sword, it didn't matter for a long time, at that moment, he was like a beast that crashed down the mountain, panicked.

From that moment on, the reputation, status, and future were all rewritten.

He also didn't expect that the dignified senior brother of the Sword Sect would have a day when he was frightened, and the compliments of others and the high position all hid his true strength, and only when he was in hell did he know if he was a demon or not.

Now, as long as you kill the person in the tavern, it's like curbing the source of the flooding of the river, and everything about yourself will come back justifiably. The lie will become a reality, and he is still the high-spirited cultivation genius who leads the sect.

Even the Dao Heart that has been damaged can be restored.

Fu Qingshan hinted to everyone to stop advancing, this distance happened to be the distance that a Heavenly Apocalypse Realm cultivator could perceive at will.

The Dao sword he carried with him had already folded in the Immortal Soul Gate, and at this time, Fu Qingshan's hand was a simple iron sword, even with a sheath, a chill shot out from around the sword body.

He waited quietly for movement in the tavern, as if waiting for his future.

......

If it weren't for the elder's order before leaving, he would have cut down the enemy in front of him a long time ago, Feiyun forced himself to suppress the hatred in his heart, and eagerly waited for the moment when the transaction was completed.

Feng Youlun and Xu Feng, each holding something, was about to be handed over to each other.

"Slow!" Xu Feng suddenly said: "This brother, what hatred, what grievance, make it clear, don't look at me with that kind of look!"

Feng Youlun stroked his beard lightly, hiding the anxiety in his heart. The heart said that the young man is still impatient, and when the transaction is over, how he wants to fight, it is not up to you to decide.

"Hatred, Xu Feng, the entire Southern Sect, no, the entire Lingnan Dynasty, thousands of people, all have enmity with you!"

"You are a thief who kills living things, and everyone will be punished. is also worthy of talking about hatred, and also worthy of talking about resentment. The boy said.

Xu Feng laughed angrily, and the anger in his heart surged up like a stormy wave, making his hands tremble.

Although he was slandered as the first evil in Lingnan, it was not a day or two, and the contempt for sin in the eyes of the young man in front of him and the flaunting of his own justice made him feel extremely angry.

From the moment he knew the news, Xu Feng knew that he couldn't explain it clearly. In this world, I'm afraid no one can help me make a name.

Since you can't defend yourself, you simply don't defend yourself.

Who can tell the rights and wrongs of the world.

However, everyone wants to be recognized by others, everyone wants to be treated fairly, and no one will be completely indifferent.

This was the first time that a cultivator had called him a thief to his face, and this feeling of being pointed out by a thousand people made Xu Feng a little breathless.

Xu Feng took a deep breath and warned himself in his heart: "Xu Feng, Xu Feng, since you can't be a good person, don't think about being a good person." ”

Just like he didn't see the young man, Xu Feng put Ruyi directly into Feng Youlun's hands. Feng Youlun felt Xu Feng's calm eyes to the extreme, like a deep dry well, and unconsciously put the things in his hand into Xu Feng's hands.

The black sword was in his hands, and a long-lost killing intent was like a clear stream, suddenly injected into the dry well. Xu Feng's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Cover the obstacle of good and evil, completely tear it apart, it's time to split the clouds and see the sky, and shake the sword to break right and wrong.

"Idiot, report your name. Xu Feng looked at the young man and said calmly.

"Haha...... Evil thieves, death is still so rampant. ”

"Okay, let you be a ghost, you kill my brother, the six swords of Yunshan can let you get away with it until today, you have earned it!"

"Yunshan is stupid, and sure enough, one is more stupid than the other!" Xu Feng said, his wrist flicking slightly.

The rags wrapped in the black sword suddenly turned into pieces of butterflies and fell to the ground, and in the simple scabbard, the black sword let out a clear groan.

Xu Feng's comment was like boiling oil poured into the flames, Feiyun trembled with excitement, but he still tried to restrain himself.

In the courtyard of Li Ke's house, the one killed by Xu Feng was the fourth child of one of the six swords of Yunshan, Feiyu. Feiyun in front of him is the third, Feiyun and Feiyu are twin brothers.

Xu Feng looked at the young man who was already extremely angry, but he still tried to restrain himself and refused to make a move, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Feiyun's trembling right hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, and with a swipe, the unsheathed long sword, as fast as a meteor, swung towards the sky above the tavern.

Poof!poof......

Seven crisp sounds sounded on the roof of the tavern one after another, countless green tiles were blasted by the sword qi and flew away, and seven holes with the size of bowls appeared on the roof of the tavern.

The seven openings had just appeared, and with a brush, the Dao sword had returned to its scabbard, with just the right strength and fast speed, showing the young man's superb kendo cultivation.

This is the plum blossom seven records that the six swords of Yunshan rely on to become famous, and the true yuan is emitted with the sword qi, like seven plum blossoms that shoot out.

Feiyun seemed to have completed a difficult task, and said with a little loss: "I originally planned to slash you, a thief, but Senior Brother asked for it, and it was foolproof." ”

Looking at Xu Feng's black eyes that were calm to the extreme, Feiyun understood that it was dazed, and said lightly: "Okay, you are dead now." ”

Seven large holes had just been burst above the tavern, and action had begun outside, which was just a sword of the summons, indicating that the deal had been completed. The rest of the things became simpler-the cultivation team that quelled the Lingnan Immortal Soul Rebellion was going to kill people and make meritorious contributions.

Countless wind-breaking sounds, coming from all directions, overwhelming, getting closer and closer.

Unexpectedly, Qingyun Lao Dao folded the old noodles this time, and the people who should come, I'm afraid there are a lot of them, and all of them are here. Xu Feng said in his heart.

Feeling the killing intent surging like waves, Xu Feng's expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said to Jiang Liao, who was still drinking: "Otherwise, you go back and report the news first." ”

Jiang Liao dropped the coarse porcelain wine bowl in his hand, simply lifted the wine jar, swallowed it like a whale, the soju went down the stream, and with a snap, the wine jar that had bottomed out fell to the ground.

"Ah Feng, when did you start talking so crookedly, isn't it just killing!"

Jiang Liao's right foot stomped down like lightning, hitting one end of the black staff, and the giant staff, which was more than a foot long, buzzed, broke through the air, drawing a semicircular black shadow, and landed firmly in the big hand.

Xu Feng looked ahead and found that Feng Youlun had retreated to the periphery of the tavern, on this occasion, if he was also present, it would be inconvenient, all of this was probably calculated by Qingyun Laodao.

The dimly lit tavern became a page in the murderous atmosphere of the ocean, and the peasants, who trembled and did not dare to speak, cried out for bad luck. The gods fought and became cannon fodder, so I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out.

Feiyun held the Dao Sword, his face expressionless, and he also exited the tavern backwards, and there was a fine breath outside the four walls and on the roof.

"The thief Xu Feng, the disaster in Lingnan, today, all the doors gather to avenge the dead fellow disciples and the people!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

Countless excited shouts sounded, and in these shouts, Xu Feng suddenly felt a little in a trance, and there was a sudden darkness in front of him, as if he appeared in the nightmare of being chased and killed again.

In his dreams, he fled for his life in a panic, as if he had never seen something, and followed him closely, trying to pierce his heart.

If you know what is chasing you, you won't be afraid, even if it's cruel and fearful, only existence can face it. However, the things in the dream do not seem to belong to this world, or are simply evils that never existed.

No matter where you flee, that kind of thing can keep up, the rocky mountains, the clear water, the fish-scale rooftops, or the barren grasslands, like shadows, can never be shaken off.

This time, those things hidden in the shadows seemed to show their true faces, and they were countless chaotic aura.

The last one appeared in Xu Feng's sea of knowledge, and it was outside the tavern, countless excited and distorted faces, shouting for righteous killing, but this ridiculous farce was being staged.

Boom!

It seemed that a gong sounded in his mud pill palace, and Xu Feng suddenly woke up.

Xu Feng never thought that one day, he would fall to this step of the field, the right hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and a killing desire instantly filled Xu Feng's whole body.

Just like a comrade-in-arms who has been reunited after a long absence, the black sword summons the madness in the depths of Xu Feng's soul, the cold breath, the long-buried killing machine, a kind of pleasure that has completely become a villain, and it comes out vigorously.

Yes, kill, kill this distorted face, kill this darkness, kill a clear blue sky.

At the door of the tavern, which was originally quiet, a cold wind suddenly blew, this cold wind seemed to come out of hell, with a piercing killing intent.

Xu Feng's black clothes fluttered lightly, holding a black sword in his hand, and a Xuanming Monument tied around his waist, and walked out of the tavern step by step.