At this time, in Hengyang City, a street was full of people inside and out.

In the center of the field, there is a fat camel lying on the ground, this person is the "Saibei Ming Camel" Mu Gaofeng, next to his neck, a Qingfeng long sword is inserted into the bluestone ground more than a foot deep, which shows the depth of the sword's kung fu.

In front of Mu Fengfeng, Xu Zifan was wearing a black brocade robe, standing there straight, with a calm, profound, majestic, and oppressive atmosphere.

At this moment, in the face of the shouting and scolding of the surrounding crowd, Xu Zifan's face was indifferent, and he did not open his mouth to argue and refute, but a light purple aura appeared around him, and under the heavy night, it seemed that a layer of purple light veil was on his body, which was mysterious and abnormal.

Gradually, the purple true qi around Xu Zifan's body gathered more and more, appearing like purple mist, and even his face was almost covered.

In the night, the martial arts people a few feet away were still pointing at Xu Zifan's figure and scolding.

"There are so many martial arts heroes present, everyone will work together to eradicate this demon who has betrayed the righteous path!" At this moment, someone even shouted like this.

Ding Yi Shitai, Tianmen Dao Chief, Liu Zhengfeng and other high-ranking Jianghu masters present have frowned at this moment.

Although some of them are short-tempered and very dissatisfied with Xu Zifan's actions at the moment, it doesn't mean that they don't have brains.

Each of them is the senior of their respective sects, and even the head of the Tianmen sect is still the head of the Taishan faction, it can be said that they are all old rivers and lakes, and their eyelashes are empty.

And when it really comes to the moment when they move their knives and guns, they will definitely be coerced by the crowd of heroes, go to the opposite side of this Huashan sect disciple, and completely turn their faces against him.

And such a result, making a feud with a person who is not a weak person among the top masters is obviously not what they want to see.

At this moment, the blood of the group is surging, and they are being encouraged, some people are glaring angrily, and some people are shouting and scolding, and so on.

Liu Zhengfeng, Dingyi Shitai, Tianmen Dao Chang and others wanted to stop the development of the situation, but they didn't know what to do at this moment, after all, thousands of martial arts people, densely packed, streets and alleys, up and down the house, were all surging crowds.

Many people have been agitated, and there are people with ill intentions who are secretly leading the rhythm, and this matter will not be easily quelled.

At night, the night was dark, the rain had stopped, and the air was very humid, with a faint wind blowing, with a little coolness.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's entire body was blurred by the purple mist, and the aura around his body was even more vast, and there was even an ethereal and vague feeling, as if he was integrated with the entire world around him, which was extremely mysterious.

Zixia Divine Skill, developing the potential of the human body, stimulating the human body's divine treasure, in modern social terms, is to assist the aura, to increase the stimulation of the mysterious ability of the cultivator's human organs, acting on the epithelium, can increase the body's defense, acting on the eyes, can enhance vision, acting on the ears, can enhance hearing, true qi covers the blade, and can even increase the attack power.

At this moment, there was a faint purple inner breath flowing through the ear orifices, increasing Xu Zifan's hearing, he was judging the direction of the people in the crowd who were secretly agitating the heroes, and at a certain moment, the purple Shenhua in his eyes was faint, mysterious and intimidating.

In the field, Xu Zifan's figure was standing, surrounded by a cloud of purple mist, and this kind of vision was also extraordinary in the dark night.

Tianmen Dao Chief, Dingyi Shitai, Liu Zhengfeng and several other martial arts seniors and masters, their faces were solemn at this time, looking at Xu Zifan's vision, and they were horrified in their hearts.

"Is this Zixia's miracle?" They are asking themselves and judging in their hearts.

At this time, many people close to the front row had also discovered the vision of Xu Zifan's body in the field, and many people gradually closed their mouths and looked at the situation in the field nervously.

"Don't be afraid, there are so many of us, one person can drown him with a mouthful of spit!" At this time, there were a few inconspicuous-looking people in the crowd, wearing ordinary plain clothes, who were agitating everyone, their bodies were very slippery, and after every word, they immediately got into the deeper crowd, and disappeared under the cover of the night.

At this time, Xu Zifan's eyes flashed with purple flowers, and he glanced at the crowd faintly, although the sky was dark, it did not affect his vision.

"Buzz ......"

The long sword inserted next to Mu Gaofeng's neck was groaning softly and trembling at this moment, at this moment, Mu Gaofeng's heart trembled, his fat body was trembling, his eyes were full of panic, and cold sweat the size of a soybean oozed out of his forehead.

"Cangchang!"

With a sword roar, the long sword that was more than a foot deep on the bluestone ground suddenly came out, turned into a white light, flew out of thin air, and appeared in Xu Zifan's hand in a blink of an eye.

Then the purple mist spread, and the body of the long sword seemed to turn purple at this moment, shining purple light.

At this moment, the entire Qingfeng long sword seemed to have turned into a peerless divine weapon, with purple divine light inside, mysterious and majestic.

Brush!

Xu Zifan's body was shrouded in a faint purple mist, holding a purple divine weapon, and he stepped out, and then his figure disappeared out of thin air like a dream, and reappeared, and his figure was already in the crowd.

Laugh at!

The purple sword light flashed, like a purple rainbow passing through the sky, gorgeous and brilliant, and then disappeared.

Brush!

Xu Zifan's figure disappeared again after appearing, and then appeared in another place, as if flashing out of thin air, fast to the extreme, and with it, a purple sword light flashed away again like a rainbow light falling from the sky.

Brush! Brush! Brush! ……

Xu Zifan's figure is getting faster and faster, Qunhao has gradually closed his mouth at this time, no longer scolding, looking at the figure that appeared and disappeared out of thin air in the field, the bad feeling in his heart is gradually expanding.

At this moment, Xu Zifan's purple figure in the field was getting faster and faster, and one person seemed to be divided into many people, appearing and disappearing, and at the same time, a purple sword light accompanied by a flash.

Brush!

Xu Zifan's purple figure appeared in the field again, standing beside Mu Gaofeng.

At this moment, he was shrouded in a faint purple mist, holding a long sword, and his figure looked a little mysterious in the dark night, his breath was like the sea, thick and vast, and he was very oppressive.

At this time, the purple figures in the field disappeared one by one, like a dream, mysterious and extraordinary.

Yes! Yes! Yes! ……

At this moment, there was a sudden shock in the field, and there was a blood light rising into the sky, and someone's body was still intact a moment ago, but at this time, a faint blood line appeared from the head to the body, and then the whole body burst into two halves from the blood line, and there was a trace of purple aura at the crack.

The blood rushed to the sky, and in the crowd of heroes, people fell to the ground one after another, their bodies were broken in half, and blood was sprinkled on the ground.

At this moment, this bluestone street seems to have turned into a Senluo hell, the scene is tragic, there are dozens of people lying on the ground, their bodies are broken into two pieces, red blood flows on the ground, and then gathered together, spread out into the distance of the street, disappearing into the vast night.

The night was deep, the cold wind was blowing, and the smell of blood was strong, which made people want to vomit and make people chill.