I saw a person walking out of the crowd towards the edge of the wind, and this person's aura was fierce, like a long sword walking, and his sharpness was exposed.

Seeing this, the dark sword of the night spirit wind was not good, this person's cultivation had reached the point of turning into nothingness, but the cultivation of Dao Zongyun and the others was still at the peak of the Yuanying, although it had improved in the past few months, it was still a little worse than that of the Void Cultivator.

After all, not everyone is like her, who has several magic weapons and god-level exercises, therefore, seeing such a scene, Ye Lingfeng knows that if he, the party, does not stand up, things will be in trouble, and if that is the case, his sin will be great.

"Who are you, Ye Lingfeng is dead, how can a dead person be compared to Fengyuan Gongzi, it's really ridiculous. The sword-like man came to the center of the crowd and said coldly to the sword Zongyun.

He didn't do it, because he didn't lose himself in such a situation, and he didn't blindly worship the wind edge.

After all, the two of them belong to the same realm, he admires Feng Yuan, that is what should be done for Feng Yuan to make him feel respected, if he is in that situation, maybe he can't do it, but Feng Yuan can, so he admires Feng Yuan.

However, at this moment, it is simply insulting to compare a dead person with Fengyuan, which is really hateful.

If you don't know that the night spirit wind is also a young genius, it's a pity that the sky is jealous of the talent, if the night spirit wind is still alive, it can compete with the wind edge.

"Fart, Brother Night is not dead at all, how can you compare to him in terms of the wind edge in your mouth? Dao Zongyun immediately stood up when he heard this, his temper was already hot, he belonged to the kind of character that was a little bit of a thing, plus he was fighting against the night spirit wind, although the night spirit wind did not know where to go at the moment, but he believed that the night spirit wind must not be dead.

But now that someone said that he was dead, how could he tolerate it, not only stood up, but also drew the long knife in his hand.

"Dao Zongyun, Shendaomen, Lian Batian, who are you?" the man saw Dao Zongyun walk out. At a glance, he recognized the long knife in his hand.

The sword was five feet long, with a hook and loop at the back of the tip of the knife that was moved down an inch, and the blade was extremely heavy, and ordinary monks rarely used this kind of weapon, and there was only one kind of person who would use such a seemingly bulky weapon, and that was the people of the Divine Sword Gate.

However, the people of the Divine Sword Gate are a group of crazy people, who can also be called martial idiots, and this kind of people often have some kind of divine obsession with knives, thinking that the sword is the emperor of a hundred soldiers.

Therefore, thousands of years ago, a Mahayana monk who claimed to be the Emperor of the Sword created a sect when he was about to ascend to the Immortal Realm, a sect that only those who were interested in the way of the sword could join.

"Who are you, and why do you know the name of my master?" Don't look at Dao Zongyun's surface is honest and honest, but his mind is delicate, and he is often smarter than those who think they are smart.

At this moment, he felt the strong sword intent coming from the man's body, and knew that this person was not good, but he did not flinch, but directly called himself a disciple of Lian Batian.

"Okay, very good, I didn't expect Lian Batian's disciple to be so wooden, you said that Ye Lingfeng is not dead, I don't know what evidence there is, how did you know that you said that Feng Yuan is not as good as Ye Lingfeng?"

That person obviously disdained to do something with Dao Zongyun, and immediately put pressure on Dao Zongyun, hoping that Dao Zongyun could retreat from the difficulty, if he didn't repent, then he could only let Dao Zongyun strike first, and teach himself a lesson for self-defense, presumably it would not be a violation of Qingcheng's rules.

"You... I just believe that Ye Lingfeng is not dead, you are looking for fault, believe it or not, I beat you......" The knife is extremely angry, indeed, he can't compare to a man in words, but he sees that a man only has a Yuanying realm, and he can't help but stretch out his fist and want to teach a lesson.

However, with his order, the people on the side of the night spirit wind rushed over one after another.

For a while, the monks outside the Qingyue Restaurant fought again, but Dao Zongyun was stopped.

Dao Zongyun was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to turn around and scold, but saw that the person who grabbed him was Zheng Tianhao, and couldn't help but be a little angry and said: "What are you doing with a bull-nosed old man holding me, he actually insulted Brother Ye, I want to beat him to death." ”

Zheng Tianhao shook his head, not annoyed by Dao Zongyun's tone, because he knew that Dao Zongyun had always been like this, just a habit, and immediately explained: "Don't make trouble, private fighting is forbidden in Qingcheng, and it won't be long before the Praetorian Guards will come, and even if it is reasonable, it will be impossible to explain at that time." ”

Dao Zongyun was stunned for a moment, obviously forgetting about this matter, and couldn't help but blushed and said, "Do you just let them insult Brother Ye?" ”

"Okay, if you want to make trouble, I'll accompany you ......"

I only heard Dao Zongyun's voice fall, and a cold voice came from behind Zheng Tianhao.

The sword was overjoyed, and he saw the snow drifting up, and the ice and fire magic in one hand exploded and landed on the man who was surrounded by sword qi.

The man's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but say coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you, stop for me, and the people who are facing the son of the wind are coming to me, and today my sword Lingyun will correct the name of the prince of the wind edge, and teach him a lesson for these rats who insulted him......"

After speaking, after only listening to a few brushes, the people who were entangled together were instantly separated, and for a while, there were only a few people standing on the side of Dao Zongyun in a crowd of more than a hundred.

After all, Feng Yuan and Ye Lingfeng are both geniuses, and a genius who has died, no matter how powerful he is in life, cannot compare to a genius with unlimited future prospects.

Therefore, the majority of people who support the wind edge, but there are less than ten people who think that the night spirit wind is not dead.

Seeing this, Jian Lingyun couldn't help but laugh and said: "See, Ye Lingfeng is dead, this is a fact that everyone knows, and only stupid people like you will think that Ye Lingfeng is not dead, next, accept your punishment for insulting Fengyuan Gongzi." ”

As he spoke, Jian Lingyun pinched his hands, and suddenly the sound of a long sword whistling came, and he saw that the swords of all the monks behind him began to tremble violently, as if they were attracted by some force.

Those who have held their swords, you must know that most of the monks in the cultivation realm use swords as their natal magic weapons, not only because the sword weapons are gorgeous and elegant, but also because the sword weapons are sharp and easy to refine, so the average monk will choose a satisfactory long sword as a natal magic weapon when refining the natal magic weapon and put it in the dantian for practice.

However, when they grasped the long sword, they found that there was a feeling of excitement coming from the long sword, as if they couldn't wait to rush out.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, until finally, hundreds of flying swords from the nearby monks rose into the air, floating neatly behind Jian Lingyun, as if Jian Lingyun was their king.

Feeling the sword intent coming from behind him, Jian Lingyun smiled with satisfaction, and then waved his big hand

Shouted: "Cut ......"

As soon as the word fell, I saw that the light of the long sword in his hand soared and flew out first, and the hundreds of sword qi behind him also buzzed down.

Hundreds of sword qi burst out of the air, shining like a rain of swords galloping down, and the target was the sword Zongyun and the others.

And Dao Zongyun and the others were just stunned after seeing such a powerful array, and they were not afraid, Zheng Tianhao's hand holding Dao Zongyun also let go, only to see him take a step forward and stand side by side with the two.

He snorted coldly and said: "It turned out to be a person from the Immortal Sword Sect, no wonder he would slander the Night Spirit Wind like this, but do you think we will be afraid ......of you?"

"Come on, Dao Ba Ditian, the kid of the Fairy Sword Gate, why do I say that I am so familiar, it turns out to be an old enemy, since this is the case, I will spare your life......" Dao Zongyun's eyes were cold when he saw this, and the long knife in his hand slashed out horizontally, and the knife was fierce, and he cut out a long rainbow in the air.

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And although Xue Piaoling is a female cultivator, it is by no means a vegetarian with the Ice and Fire Method, and after feeling the breath of Jian Lingyun, he can't help but show a dignified expression.

This sword Lingyun actually hid his aura, in fact, his real cultivation was in the early stage of the void, not the peak of the Yuan Infant that was revealed on the surface.

However, the three of them are all leaders in the sect, and even if the three of them join forces, even if they can't defeat the Void Cultivator, it is not so easy for the Void Cultivator to defeat them.

Immediately, Xue Piaoling jumped up and floated above the two of them, since Dao Zongyun and Zheng Tianhao both chose a strong attack, then she naturally had to do a good job of defense, which was also a tacit understanding formed by the three of them for many days.

No matter who you encounter, or a demon beast, if two of them attack, then the remaining one person must not attack, and you can do a good job of defending the three of you.

"Ice and snow, eternal ice......" Xue Piao Lingjiao shouted, and as the light between her fingers flowed, she finally stretched her arms and pushed her palms upwards into the air.

Suddenly, the surrounding air suddenly became cold, and snowflakes gradually drifted, protecting the three of them in the middle.

Seeing this, the surrounding people retreated into the distance, but no matter how strong the attack of the few of them was, the houses on both sides did not move at all.

This is simply a god, you must know that the monks above the Yuan infant stage can already fly to the sky, move mountains and reclaim the sea, plus the attack of Jian Lingyun and the other three is extremely powerful, if it is outside, it is enough to destroy a big mountain, but there is no movement here, it can be seen that this is the essence of the big city.

Even the houses where civilians lived were protected by magic circle enchantments, but the intensity of their attacks quickly attracted the Void Cultivators who were discussing the path on the fourth floor of the Blue Moon.

I saw that one window after another opened, and all figures poked out.

And at that moment, there was a noise from the end of the street, and it seemed that the Praetorian Guards were coming.

The night spirit wind standing on the roof of the street was startled, and immediately said to the drunken dream fairy beside him: "You watch here first, I'll go over there to see, if these three people can't hold on, I haven't come back yet, you help me save it, I'll explain to you afterwards." ”

As he spoke, the night spirit wind flew down towards the end of the street, and sure enough, as soon as he reached the corner, he saw a team of Praetorian Guards, and he knew the leader of the leader, it was Nangong Wanli who attacked him in the bluestone forest that day.