Zhang Wuji continued to walk forward, walked to a corner, and bumped into a big fat man.

This big fat man is the father of Mr. Qian.

"Yo, isn't this the money shopkeeper? What are you doing in a hurry? It can't be looking for a money boy, right?" Zhang Wuji joked with a smile.

"You kid talk a lot, have you met that, tell me, or I'll beat you kid ......!"

As the money shopkeeper spoke, he had already raised his palm to make a threat, Zhang Wuji didn't care much about it, and was about to tease the old guy a few more words, when suddenly a strong palpitation suddenly hit.

He hadn't felt this kind of palpitation for many years, but Zhang Wuji's reaction was extremely fast, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword pill that had been silent in the Mud Pill Palace for seven years suddenly trembled, and a sword qi stabbed straight at the money shopkeeper in front of him.

"Poof!" The money shopkeeper was pierced through the chest by his sword, but the strange thing was that there was not a drop of blood left, on the contrary, the palm he slapped towards him suddenly accelerated, and when he approached Zhang Wuji, it turned into a sword, a long sword that flashed with demonic blood red light.

"When!" Zhang Wuji raised the black iron sword and blocked the sword without a shot.

"Cover the sun!" Zhang Wuji instantly recognized the origin of this sword.

"Sneer......!" The money shopkeeper in front of him still looked expressionless, and the blood-colored demonic long sword in his hand shook and stabbed with a sword.

"When!" Zhang Wuji blocked again.

"Snort, snort, snort!" The long sword in the sun occlusion's hand suddenly began to speed up, and nearly thirty swords were swung in one second.

Zhang Wuji followed, also thirty swords in one second, each sword just right to block the opponent's attack.

"You're strong...... I'll come again!" A voice sounded in Zhang Wuji's ears, and at the same time, the sun in the hand of the money shopkeeper suddenly rose into the sky with a slight shock, turning into a sword light and disappearing without a trace.

The two fought this time.

There are people coming and going on the street at the moment, and everyone has not reacted to the battle between Zhang Wuji and the sun until this time.

"Kill, kill!" Finally, a young man who was very close to Zhang Wuji was the first to react, his face was full of horror, and he wanted to run when he raised his feet.

As a result, he had just taken a step, but he suddenly felt empty below, and he fell to the ground.

He looked down at it, but found that it was all broken from the waist down.

"Ah!" he cried out in horror, his eyes dazed for a moment, he couldn't understand why his legs had broken so well, and he didn't even notice it.

"Poof, poof, poof!" With Zhang Wuji as the center, all the pedestrians within his three feet had blood pouring out of their bodies at this moment.

Some died directly, while others were only seriously injured, and finally reacted at this moment, shouting in pain.

In addition to pedestrians, houses, stalls, and vehicles around the pond were also affected, and countless collapsed with a bang.

"Whoosh!" The first to arrive was the fat uncle with a kitchen knife in his hand.

"What's going on?" he began.

"It's the sun, he's here to assassinate me!" Zhang Wuji said with a blank expression as his gaze swept over the wailing crowd around him.

"Are you okay?" asked Uncle Fat again.

"I'm fine, it's ...... here!" Zhang Wuji was a little uncomfortable.

These people tell the truth that they have suffered from his unjustified suffering.

"It's okay, the Mo family will deal with it later, what about the sun covering?" The kitchen knife in Uncle Fat's hand trembled slightly, and let out a faint soft groan, but he was already extremely angry.

The person who collected the net was so unbelievable that he openly assassinated his senior brother of the Mo family in Mocheng, and they couldn't bear this breath.

Follow-up must be followed by corresponding retaliation.

"He should have used the method of natal flying sword, only one sword came, and the real body didn't come!"

Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly said, "Uncle Shi, you protect the Dharma for me, and I will meet him." ”

After Zhang Wuji finished saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ground.

At the same time, the black iron sword in his hand suddenly groaned, and with a whoosh, it turned into a black light and shot up into the sky.

"This black iron sword turned out to be the natal flying sword ...... my nephew!" the fat uncle was dumbfounded.

"Huh......!" Occult Sun, who was flying at extreme speed in the sky, suddenly paused, as he sensed the Ling Yan sword qi catching up behind him.

The only one who can catch up with his natal flying sword is the same natal flying sword.

"This Zhang San actually has a natal flying sword?"

"Yes, the information says that he is an outlier of Xuanyuan Sword Cultivation, a fellow practitioner of the four veins, and it is not surprising that he will know the natal flying sword method of the ancient sword cultivation lineage. ”

"It's just right, if you dare to chase it out, you will break your natal flying sword. Occult Sun made up his mind in an instant, and the sword light suddenly flashed, galloping towards Zhang Wuji's black iron sword.

"Hmph!" Zhang Wuji was partially immersed in the black iron sword at this moment, and instantly discovered the other party's intentions.

He didn't hesitate for a moment, and the sword qi above the black iron sword suddenly surged to the extreme, letting out a humming sound, and the speed also began to increase.

"Whew!"

"Sonorous!"

The Black Iron Sword and the Occult Sun collided straight together, and then staggered.

"Come again!" Zhang Wuji controlled the black iron sword with a humming sound, and turned back again in a circle.

The sun covering sword was not so comfortable, the sword body trembled slightly, and the soul of the sun covering the sun during the period was even more impacted, and kept trembling.

"What a hard sword!" "Occult Sun was a little incredulous.

His sun concealment was the hardest and strongest sword among the eight swords of the Yue King, but he didn't expect to fall into the disadvantage in the head-on confrontation with this black iron sword, which made him unbelievable.

"I don't believe it!" Covering the sun roared, the blood-colored light on it became more and more bevelous, and he turned the tip of the sword again and rushed towards the black iron sword.

"Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous......!"

The two flying swords kept chasing each other in the air, flying and sending out sword qi to fight, but the man of the sword was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Wuji was thousands of miles away in Mocheng, and the owner of the sun didn't know where to hide.

This is the core sword movement method of the sword line, and this flying sword that can take the enemy's head thousands of miles away is also known as the natal flying sword.

Before Zhang Wuji left the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he deliberately went to learn this method of sword movement, so that when he encountered a master of this kind of sword weapon, he could fight with the opponent in the air, instead of having no power to fight back.

He had long understood that all the Tianzi killers in the net were all masters of sword weapons like Occult Sun, and they also had a name, that is, Gu Jian Xiu.

"Snort!" Seeing that the sun was being slammed by the black iron sword and retreating again and again, it was a little overwhelmed, and another sword light galloped from a distance.

This is a white ancient sword, and the sword aura emitted by the sword body faintly looks like a white dragon.

"The white dragon, one of the eight swords of the Yue King!" Zhang Wuji's black iron sword shook slightly, turned his head and left.

He still has the confidence that he can cut off one natal flying sword, and two are a bit difficult.