In an instant, the sword light that illuminated the entire Baihong Town, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, was tightly held by Xie Chunfeng The hilt of the sword in his hand was tightly held, and he slashed towards Jing Sansan without hesitation!

What a breathtaking sight it was.

Xie Ning sneered and looked at Jing Sansan, who was stunned in place as if he was frightened, thinking that the person who died had seen it, but it was rare to do it so thoroughly, facing Xie Chunfeng, a sword that was enough to cut Bai Hongzhen, if it weren't for characters like Shen Qiubai and Bei Zangfeng, they would all be dead.

But he just thought about it, because Xie Chunfeng couldn't just draw his sword and kill people, this sword was just full of momentum, and it didn't actually have that much lethality, but ordinary people couldn't stop it.

And Jing Sansan, who seemed to be scared stupidly, muttered in an imperceptible voice at this time: "This thing is really scary, I'm careful that I'm about to jump out, why didn't I think about making this kind of formation when I drew my knife, the teacher is right, there are really people outside the world, it seems that you have to study hard, it's just too handsome." ”

Although he was amazed by Xie Chunfeng's brilliant sword, when the sword qi was approaching, Jing Sansan had the quickest reaction, he immediately slashed his sword in front of his chest, and with a shock, his legs smashed the bluestone floor like lead, and the pestle stood in place, intending to take Xie Chunfeng's sword hard.

Don't say Xie Ning, even those disciples of the Buluo Mountain Sect who were also watching the excitement widened their eyes in surprise, in their minds, the knife that Jing Sansan sneaked up on was easily stopped by Xie Ning, the highest is the cultivation of the Three Realms, even if Xie Chunfeng only used one percent of his strength, it would definitely be enough for Jing Sansan to bear.

Except for a strong man like Ning Haoran who is in the same realm as Xie Chunfeng, it is only Li Mengzhou who has taken Xie Chunfeng's sword, and although the sword in front of them is huge, they all know very well in their hearts that in fact, the senior brother is not serious at all, but it is definitely not a clown like Jing Sansan can resist.

This is no longer death, but pure death.

But at this time, Xie Chunfeng, who was out of the sword, looked indifferent and did not change in the slightest.

In Baihong Town, the sword light is flourishing.

Thunder rumbled.

For ordinary people or martial artists, of course, they only think that it is a normal phenomenon in rainy weather, but there are many cultivators in Baihong Town, and they can sense for the first time that there is a powerful cultivator who is wielding a sword, and it is an existence beyond their imagination.

Lu Jiuge and his entourage, who were searching on another street, also stopped in time, looking at the sword light flickering, their faces were shocked.

"It's Xie Chunfeng!"

Nan Sheng said in a panic: "Could it be that he encountered people from outside the mountain?"

Lu Jiuge frowned tightly and said, "There is not much cultivator's aura there, and the position of Xie Chunfeng's sword seems to be only one person, and it is definitely not the complicated aura of people outside the mountain. ”

Nan Sheng said unexpectedly: "Who in Baihong Town can make Xie Chunfeng draw his sword, could it be the person who secretly peeped before?"

This is the only circumstance that can be explained.

Lu Jiu Ge didn't say anything more, when he led a group of Pujia Yuan female cultivators towards the place where the sword light was flourishing.

At the same time, Beizang Feng also joined the disciples of the academy, he silently perceived, and said in a flat tone: "Baihong Town is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. ”

When Lu Jiuge and the others arrived, they saw the sluggish faces of those disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect led by Xie Ning.

Xie Chunfeng stood in the wind and rain with his sword in his hand, his expression indifferent.

On the opposite side of him was a terrifying ravine cut by the sword, and at the end of that ravine was a broken bluestone slab, and the smoke and dust fluttered in the rain curtain, revealing a figure standing with a pestle.

Jing Sansan bared his teeth and grinned fiercely, his arms holding the knife were trembling slightly, his legs and stomach were also trembling, he looked at Xie Chunfeng with an indifferent expression on the other side in shock, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

He slowly put down his sore and headache-stricken arm, and the long knife slammed into the broken bluestone slab, let out a long breath, and grinned bitterly: "It turned out to be not just a scaring thing, it almost made me throw the knife in my hand, but I didn't vomit blood, so you are not very powerful!"

This is obviously a hard mouth.

But it cannot be denied that it is indeed not easy to stand under Xie Chunfeng's sword.

This is also why Xie Ning and the disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect are full of sluggishness, because this is completely different from the result they imagined.

A smile hung on the corner of Xie Chunfeng's mouth, and he said lightly: "You have some ability to take the sword I slashed out casually." ”

He had long seen that Jing Sansan was by no means as wasteful as he appeared on the surface, otherwise he would not have cut such a sword, and he was telling the truth, the sword just now was indeed a casual act, but it was also enough to kill the monks below the four realms.

Jing Sansan was able to directly harden the next step, and he didn't even spit out a mouthful of blood, which also proved that his strength was not weak.

But Jing Sansan, who heard this, turned his face red, and said in shame: "You are really good at bragging! If you can't win me, you can't beat me, don't put gold on your face!"

Xie Chunfeng said: "You just took my sword, and you haven't started fighting, why can't you beat you?"

Jing Sansan said angrily: "Don't tell me these, you have the ability to take me a knife!"

Xie Chunfeng smiled faintly: "Then you can use the knife." ”

Jing Sansan's embarrassed face gradually turned back, but soon there was a touch of solemnity, he repeatedly clenched the knife in his hand, his brain was running rapidly, although he was very confident in himself, but the guy who loved to brag on the other side didn't seem to be weak, if he couldn't win the other party with a knife, it would be a very shameless thing.

Lu Jiuge and Nan Sheng, who were watching from the sidelines, looked at each other, and didn't understand what was going on for a while, Nan Sheng looked at Xie Ning and asked out loud: "Where did that guy come from, why did Xie Chunfeng fight with him?"

Xie Ning's face was very gloomy, Jing Sansan's ability to take that sword was completely enough to prove that the other party was stronger than himself, how could he be in a good mood, hearing Nan Sheng's inquiry, he was very annoyed and said: "I don't know where the jumping clown jumped out of nowhere, and he directly made a provocative speech, my brother just gave him a lesson, that sword did not have any power at all, this idiot is still complacent, thinking how powerful he is, a complete fool!"

Nan Sheng naturally couldn't understand why Xie Ning was so angry, but he didn't say anything more.

At this time, Jing Sansan was already preparing to take out the knife, but there was a sudden floating qi in the chaotic wind and rain, Xie Chunfeng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was an old man in a green robe, wearing a hat, and he came through the rain.

He stretched out his hand and slapped Jing Sansan's head, "Bad, make trouble for the teacher!"

Jing Sansan hugged his head very aggrieved, looked at the old man in the green robe, pouted and said, "Dead old man, your precious apprentice has been bullied, why are you still beating me." ”

The old man in the green robe ignored Jing Sansan, but looked at Xie Chunfeng and said softly: "Your Excellency is Chief Xie who does not fall into the mountain gate?"

Xie Chunfeng frowned, arched his hand slightly, and said, "Junior Xie Chunfeng." ”

The old man in the green robe said: "I have a hole in the head of this bad man, and I hope that Chief Xie will not be surprised, and he will not be like him, so this matter will be revealed." ”

Xie Chunfeng was silent.

Jing Sansan was very aggrieved.

Xie Ning couldn't help but speak: "That one, two, three made provocative remarks, and secretly attacked us and others, how can it be so easy to expose! You can't help but think too well!"

Jing Sansan also instantly retorted, "That thin bamboo pole is really good at farting! I provoked it? I just sneaked attack? You have the ability to fight with me! Also! I don't call you one, two, three, you thin bamboo pole!"

Xie Ning was furious, his face was red, and he suddenly drew his sword, "Fight, fight! I care about you, one, two, three, three, four, five, I will teach you a good lesson today!"

They shouted and scolded each other, and they started to fight directly, which was also quite simple, and before everyone came to their senses, Xie Ning had already raised his sword and attacked.

Jing Sansan was not to be outdone, and he carried the knife and rushed forward.

Xie Ning seems to be magnificent, but in the face of Jing Sansan's completely unreasonable way of making a knife, he was beaten in a hurry, and Jing Sansan was also holding back a breath of anger, the knife opened and closed widely, without any worries, he really had some bravery, if he was a general in the army, he must also be a fierce general.

Compared with Xie Ning's momentum, he fell steadily at the bottom and was severely suppressed by Jing Sansan.

At this time, Jing Sansan's toes were light, and he crossed a large distance in an instant, and the bursting knife smashed straight towards Shainin's face, if it hit, it must be a burst of the head, and he died tragically on the spot!

Xie Ning panicked, and his face turned pale.

He regretted fighting with Jing Sansan, but the jumping clown in his eyes took Xie Chunfeng's sword, although it was only Xie Chunfeng's casual cut, but after all, the realm was there, just like an ant stomping and an elephant stomping, although they each used the same force, but how can they be compared?

But Rao is like this, he still finds it hard to believe in his heart that he has no ability to fight back at all.

It can be said that he was crushed by Jing Sansan all the way, where is this a battle, it is clearly a simple beating.

But now it's too late to regret it, and Nai Sansan obviously has no idea of stopping.

"Sansan, don't stop yet!"

At this moment, the old man in the green robe suddenly spoke.

And the knife in Jing Sansan's hand also stopped in front of Xie Ning's head, not a fraction of a difference, but as long as he couldn't control his strength, Xie Ning had already died at this moment, his pale face, cold sweat couldn't stop surging, trembling all over, and his brain was already blank.

Although Jing Sansan was very reluctant, he still put away his knife and returned to the old man in the green robe.

Looking at Xie Ning's unbearable appearance, he snorted with disdain.

Xie Chunfeng's grip on the hilt of the sword gradually relaxed, he frowned at his younger brother, sighed lightly, and said to the old man in the green robe: "Originally, it was just a misunderstanding, Brother Jing just wanted to learn, although the method was a little inappropriate, but there was nothing wrong with it, so let's expose this matter." ”

The old man in the green robe smiled and said, "Then I will lead the inferior to leave." ”

Xie Chunfeng bowed slightly.