Fu Tianji?

Feng Ningshuang chewed on the familiar name, thinking about it repeatedly in her mind, making sure that she had never heard or seen this person, but a strange feeling lingered, and she looked out the window with a suspicious gaze.

I saw this group of menacing people trembling and retreating, and the remaining few bold ones stood in the front row, bowed reluctantly, and turned to leave.

Wind Frost was confused. These people clearly showed that they were the accomplices of the wolf demon, and when they learned that the wolf demon was killed, they gathered to take revenge, and there were more than 100 people. And there is only Fu Tianji on the other side, and he doesn't fight a dozen? Is this surnamed Fu so powerful?

Fu Tianji suddenly spoke: "I said I let you go?" ”

The tone was as cold as frost, and the steps of the people in front of him were all fixed, but no one replied, as if they didn't know how to respond.

Feng Ningshuang looked down condescendingly, and saw that there were a few people in the team talking about something, and after a while, someone pushed aside the team and walked forward, hugged his fist to Fu Tianji, and said respectfully: "We originally came to clear the wolf demon, but I didn't expect Fu Daxia to be one step ahead of us." Thank you very much. ”

Fu Tianji took half a step forward, and Feng Ningshuang saw the silver light flash a few times in a row, and before he could take a closer look, he heard the sound of pain coming from the crowd one after another.

Feng Ningshuang rubbed his eyes, and saw that the field was staggering, like the wind blowing through a wheat field. There were also dozens of wolves on the ground, and more than a dozen weasels, with blood stains under their hairs, fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

"Since you're here to get rid of demons, why are you walking with demons?" The corners of Fu Tianji's mouth made a mocking arc, "You want to get rid of it, but I'm afraid it's me." ”

The conspiracy was exposed, and some of the ninety-nine people staggered their gazes, and some slowly put their hands on the hilt of their swords - they had already discovered that Fu Tianji did not have a sword on his waist.

They are all immortal cultivators, and they know that there is a huge difference between having weapons and not having weapons. There are many of them, and at the moment when Fu Tianji did not save face, he had already decided to give it a go.

Ninety-nine swords were infused with spiritual power, and a thick murderous aura filled the night. Wind Frost dragged a chair from the table, stood on it, and stretched his head, trying to see more closely.

Fu Tianji suddenly lowered his right hand, and a trace of cold air emanated from his palm, and at the same time, the swords of the ninety-nine people on the opposite side had already risen, and the overwhelming sword qi swept towards him like a tide.

Wind Frost's gaze locked on the field.

I thought it was a long battle, who thought it was just a blink of an eye, but when I saw frost and snow floating in the sky, everyone's swords condensed into ice, and they were all fixed in mid-air.

There was a cracking sound, and the ninety-nine swords hanging in front of Fu Tianji's eyes shattered into powder together with the ice, and fell in a mess. Fu Tianji held his hands behind his shoulders, and his eyebrows were proud, as if this fight was like a joke to him.

Wind condensation frost suddenly flashed starry eyes - the people of Shumen really lived up to their reputation.

At this time, Fu Tianji said a cold word: "Get out." ”

These people were extremely embarrassed, knowing that they were not at all a power-level, and if they continued to fight, they were afraid that they would freeze into old cold legs, so they had to retreat in disgrace.

As soon as these people retreated, Fu Tianji also went in another direction, as if he had no intention of going back.

Wind condensation frost looks, this is worth it? The opportunity that I have been waiting for so hard cannot be let slip away! Ran to the field, grabbed Fu Tianji's sleeve, and said loudly: "Didn't you say let me wait?" Why did you leave? ”

Fu Tianji looked down at her hand holding her sleeve, as if thoughtful, Feng Ningshuang thought that he had finally remembered, but he said lightly: "I said that you would wait there, but I didn't say that I would come back." ”

Wind Frost: "........."

It's very powerful and powerful, is this the legendary master? Feng Ningshuang gritted her teeth in her heart, but who told her to ask for help? had to cut off his dignity, and said with a "dog's leg": "Fu Daxia, it turns out that you are the legendary Fu Daxia!" I really want to worship Shumen, can you help me with this little favor? ”

Fu Tianji pulled back his sleeve from her hand and said indifferently: "Whether you accept it or not, it's not me who has the final say, I'm not in charge." ”

"But you can at least take me there and introduce me to ......"

"If you want to go, you go by yourself. I have something else to do. ”

"No, look at me, I'm talented and old-fashioned, isn't I a good seedling for cultivating immortals?" Wind condensation frost persevered in self-recommendation.

Fu Tianji glanced at her, "Very good." But Shumen is not short of seedlings like you. ”

Feng Ningshuang was stunned, and was repeatedly rejected indifferently, and it would definitely be okay to replace it with an ordinary person, but who is she?

Don't stop until you reach your goal! She regained her strength and threw out a king bomb. "In your Shu Sect, there are so many people who can sense sword qi like me?"

These words seemed to have some effect, he stopped his steps, his gloomy and indifferent eyes fell on her, and asked lightly: "Who taught you this skill?" ”

Feng Ningshuang thought about it, if it was truthfully said that it would be a mother's fetus, would the other party believe it or not?

Since she was a child, she has had a unique ability to sense swords - dozens of long swords are placed in the house, and she can accurately report the number when she stands outside the house. She could sense that each sword had its own unique aura. For this, the old blacksmith at the entrance of the village regarded her as a treasure, just because this little girl could tell at a glance what was a good sword and what was a defective product.

But such a magical skill, just like that, the effect is definitely not satisfactory, she simply added fuel and vinegar to make it up, saying that since she can remember, she vaguely remembers some things in her previous life, so she drinks a lot of alcohol, and she is also very sensitive to sword qi, thinking that she was an immortal cultivator in her previous life!

Fu Tianji frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.

Feng Ningshuang was so angry that he turned his waist. What do you mean? Whether to refuse or agree, it's better to say something, just leave, even if it's a master, this style is not kind. Who do you look down upon?

"What are you still standing for? Come on. A faint word suddenly floated in front of him.

Feng Ningshuang is overjoyed, dare to love the character of this product is cold on the outside and hot on the inside? Whatever, there is hope for cultivating immortals! hurriedly tightened the burden on his back and followed like a dog.

**

The moon hung overhead, the shadow on the ground was very long, Fu Tianji seemed to be walking unhurriedly, in fact, the wind and frost had to run all the way to barely keep up, tired and panting, I don't know how many times I grimaced at his back behind him.

It wasn't until he stopped that she was shocked to realize that the city wall in front of her was standing, and she had actually returned to Jinling City.

"Close your eyes." Fu Tianji glanced up at the city wall and said lightly.

Feng Ningshuang frowned, why did he close his eyes? Do you want to turn into a big windmill? The kind of hula, transport them over?

She couldn't hold back, laughed out loud, and suddenly saw Fu Tianji turn around and glance at her coldly.

It was a commanding glance, emotionless, condescending.

Feng Ningshuang hated itchy, but who asked for him? I had to close my eyes obediently.

The next moment, she suddenly felt that she had fallen into an embrace, and the whole person was suddenly in a state of weightlessness, the wind in her ears was whirring, and she was dizzy.

Startled, she opened her eyes slit, revealing a side of his face. He was holding her in his arms, leaping high up the city wall, running over the eaves of thousands of houses, a bright moon close above his head, and a few strands of his silver hair brushing on her face.

In the arms of a strange man, she should have been very nervous, but she had a sense of stability in her heart.

Weird, very weird.

What's even more strange is that ordinary immortal cultivators wear swords, why didn't he? Not only that, but she didn't feel the slightest sword aura on him, as if this person had never worn a sword before.

While pondering, he had fallen to the ground and gently lowered himself.