"It's too weak and not challenging. ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the atmosphere of the scene immediately became tense. Especially as a powerful figure stationed in the city, Wu Yun said that he couldn't bear it.

Snow Old Town is not an ordinary capital, and was once known as the first city in the world. This capital city is not controlled by any dynasty, not even the Immortal Dao Holy Gate, and is an independent kingdom that takes self-control.

Such a prestigious capital city can become the leader of the guards under the city, which shows that Wu Yunxiu is in the realm. He has been stationed here for decades, and Wu Yun has always been on top. No matter what sect you are, you will be polite when you meet yourself. When was someone pointed at his nose and yelled, saying that the combat effectiveness was too weak?

"You're humiliating me, and you're humiliating Snow Old Town. Wu Yun's face sank, "I am qualified to deport you from the country, or even kill you on the spot." ”

Wang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "You know whether I humiliated the old city of Xue or not." But as a city guard, you actually privately collected spirit stones to buy a road, otherwise you would not be allowed to enter. Excuse me, where are you going to be safe in the old city of Snow?"

"Let me ask you again, if a Demon Gate master escapes into the Snow Old City, will you give him a considerable amount of spirit stones, and you can let him in?

Wang Feng is not unintelligent, since the other party has raised the contradiction to the overall safety of the Snow Old City, he can naturally question Wu Yun from the perspective of righteousness. Especially the last hypothetical question, Wu Yun was dumbfounded, and he opened his mouth to say but didn't know how to refute it.

The city received the spirit stone privately, this was originally a secret opened in mid-air, and it was not a matter of prevarication in a few words. Now the problem is implicated by Wang Feng. It suddenly became a big problem.

Especially with a lot of horse teams. Merchants were extremely troubled by this specification. The current problem is on the table, and it immediately causes a tidal wave to buzz.

"Yes, as the guards of the old snow city, you are responsible for guarding the safety of the city, not using power for personal gain, for your own benefit. Let me ask, is it safe for you soldiers and ruffians in Snow Old Town?"

"Yes. Now that the Wuji Demon Gate is about to move, especially now that the Holy Son Alliance is about to be held, if you do this, you are not afraid that they will take advantage of the situation?"

“......”

Wu Yun's face was gloomy, and his heart was burned with anger, this was really a wall that everyone pushed down. He glanced at the people who spoke one by one, very annoyed, these guys didn't beg him to let them in at the beginning, and now they all turned against him, it's just hateful.

"Shut up. Wu Yun roared. Then he looked at Wang Feng coldly, "I think you're here to make trouble today." ”

"I'm just stating the facts. Does Chief Wu think I said something wrong?" Wang Feng asked rhetorically.

Wu Yun gritted his teeth, "Lao Tzu has been guarding the old city of Xue for decades, and he has never been born, and he is loyal to the sky, how can you slander him in a few words? I think you are the thief of the Wuji Demon Gate, and you specially came to my old city of Xue to make trouble." ”

"The guards drew their swords, take down this thief for me, and send him to the prison. ”

Wang Feng's eyes were cold, "I warned you before, you are too weak, and you are not my opponent at all. ”

"Really?" Wu Yun slowly pulled out the horse chopping knife on his waist, the blade was cold, and pointed at Wang Feng, "Your Excellency, do you dare to fight?"

Wang Feng touched his chin, his eyes suddenly bloomed, and the misty light shot out from his pupils, getting brighter and brighter, just like the brightest stars in the night. Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and the clicks followed.

"Whew. ”

The sword with its edge revealed suddenly trembled all over, and a crack visible to the naked eye derived from the blade, from the front to the tail, and finally with a clang, it split into two.

"This ......"

Whether it was an outsider watching the battle in silence, or the guard who surrounded Wang Feng, or even Wu Yun who was holding a knife, he fell into suffocation almost instantly, and his expression was sluggish and frightened.

"Hiss. For a long time, I don't know who gasped, and I felt incredible.

"Leader Wu is a master in the early stage of Zhenzun, and before he could fight, the knife was broken, how can he fight?"

"No wonder Wu Yun is too weak, this method is really superb, and one look will shatter the sharp weapon of Leader Wu, who is this guy?"

The momentary lag is a succession of questions, and the person who can force Wu Yun without making a move is by no means an ordinary person. It's just that the masters of this realm should all be famous, and they shouldn't be unrecognizable.

Wu Yun at the other end looked at the broken knife under his feet, his face turned slightly pale, he tried his best to control his emotions, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you making trouble in the Snow Old City?"

"Is it me making trouble, or are you derelict in your duties?" Wang Feng stepped out, and hundreds of rays of light wrapped around his body, forming a secret force that rushed towards Wu Yun.

Wu Yun's complexion changed greatly, and he quickly raised the remnant knife to block his chest, trying to resist, but the secret power like a roaring wave shook his mouth numb, and his entire body slipped out at least three feet.

"This is?" Wu Yun exclaimed in exclaim with cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "True Saint Breath." ”

"True Saint?"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused bursts of exclamations. Especially Zhou Qing and the others who were in the same team as Wang Feng before, none of them could have imagined that a young man in their team was actually a master of the True Saint Realm.

Zhou Qing touched the tip of his cold nose and shook his head violently, "My mother~, I actually call the true saint a brother and a brother......"

"You are a true saint master, why can't you get along with me in the old city of Xue?" Wu Yun's face was full of bitterness, he was only in the early stage of the True Venerable realm, and the other party was okay with ordinary people, but how could the True Saint talk about going to the enemy?

This strength can be called a tyrant, and Wu Yun's face was pale, his breath was disordered, and he was very unbearable.

"I don't have a holiday with you Snow Old Town, but I can't get used to your behavior. Wang Feng said expressionlessly.

Wu Yun opened his mouth and coughed, speechless.

"Enough. At this moment, another scolding voice came, the voice was very crisp, and the person who came was very young.

"I'm also a master, what kind of ability is it to bully a city guard? It's fun to bully the small with the big? It's really easy to bully the old city of Xue?" The young man came up and accused Wang Feng of slashing his head and covering his face.

And the look is proud, and there is a domineering smell.

Wang Feng tilted his head, his expression unchanged, "Your Excellency is from the City Lord's Mansion?"

Although the Snow Old City is an independent capital and is not under the management of any dynasty or Holy Gate, there is still a city lord's mansion in the city, which is responsible for all the appropriate sizes of the Snow Old City. And Wu Yun and the other guards are directly under the rule of the Snow Old City.

"Also, which eye did you see that I was bullying the small?" Wang Feng continued to question without waiting for this person to speak.

At this moment, there are still hundreds of people around watching, and everyone knows the reason for the matter, right and wrong.

But this young man was indiscriminately scolded, and it was clear that he wanted to reverse black and white and support Wu Yun. Even if Wang Feng didn't know what the relationship between him and Wu Yun was.

But looking at the costumes, it shouldn't be a person from the City Lord's Mansion.

"I said that if you bully the small with the big, you will bully the small with the big, could it be that this Holy Son will see the wrong eye?" The young man's expression was ethereal, and he said arrogantly, "I order you to apologize to Wu Yun now, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." ”

"Holy Son?" Wang Feng raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Immediately, when I thought about it, I was relieved, the feast held by Feng Wuxian would be held in a few days, and the holy sons of the major immortal holy gates should have arrived. Bumping into any of the Sons is nothing.

"Xie Shengzi cares. Wu Yun saw that someone stood up for him, his expression was restrained, and he stood behind him obediently.

"Hmm. The Holy Son nodded slightly and chuckled, "I will give you justice." ”

"I recognize him, this is Lu Xiao, the holy son of the Sword Gate, a young true saint master, strong, domineering, and very prestigious in the mainland. ”

"I also remembered when you said this, looking at the face, it was really Lu Xiao, the Holy Son of the Sword Gate. ”

I don't know who shouted, and the identity of this young man was immediately revealed. Looking at him again with a rebellious posture, it is obvious that he acquiesces in everyone's speculation.

Wang Feng touched his nose and sighed that it was really unexpected, he actually met the Holy Son of the Sword Gate.

Shenwumen and Jianmen have always been at odds, and the young masters under the two sides have always had to fight when they meet. Wang Feng, as the current holy son of the Shenwu Sect, naturally wants to continue this 'fine tradition'.

"I really want to beat you up. Wang Feng shrugged his shoulders and laughed repeatedly, not to mention this guy's identity as a sword gate, this attitude alone made him very unhappy. Since he is a member of the Sword Gate, it is a pity not to beat him.

And Lu Xiao is clearly familiar with Wu Yun, otherwise why would he support a stranger?

"What are you talking about?" Lu Xiao heard Wang Feng's words, and his attitude changed greatly, "There is a kind of you saying it again, I'll listen to it again?"

"I said I really wanted to beat you up. Wang Feng bared his teeth and said in an accentuated tone word by word.

"Presumptuous. Lu Xiao shook his robe and said gloomily, "Do you know who I am?"

"Yes. Wang Feng nodded, "The Holy Son of the Sword Gate." You're the one I'm beating......"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately caused an uproar, and countless pairs of eyes fell on Wang Feng, very puzzled. It was excusable to teach Wu Yun a lesson before, but now it seems a little irrational to offend Lu Xiao rashly. After all, Lu Xiao is the holy son of the Sword Gate, and he is even more domineering and not an enemy.

"You're really looking for death. Lu Xiao laughed, his attitude was extremely disdainful, "It's up to you?"

"Yes, it's up to me Wang Feng. Wang Feng stepped out and directly asked for battle.

"Ha......" Lu Xiao laughed again, but unfortunately halfway through the laughter, his expression was stiff, and the whole person was stunned. Not only him, but everyone present was dumbfounded and extremely surprised.

"Wang, Wang Feng?"

"Shenwu Sect Holy Son Wang Feng?"

"Oh my God, the strongest Divine Martial Combat Body in history is finally here, and he's coming to Snow Old Town. ”

For a while, the atmosphere here seems to have experienced the scorching heat of midwinter, which makes people feel chilly. Especially Lu Xiao, his expression was gloomy and he felt deeply troubled.

As the strongest saint son in the history of the Shenwu Sect, no one dared to make a move without permission. Lu Xiao couldn't have imagined that he actually ran into Wang Feng......

(To be continued......)