In the midst of all the attention, the swordsman in Tsing Yi reported his name.

There was silence.

"Ning Baifeng?!You're not dead?!"

Yuan Zhen looked at the man in Tsing Yi in surprise and shock.

Accidentally.

It was a big surprise.

He came here to ask for justice for Ning Baifeng ten years ago, even if he died.

Therefore, the coffin brought was not only given to Bishui Palace, but also for himself.

After all, if you anger a sect, the end will definitely not be much better.

This was just a fight, and everyone thought that he would be caught by the ribbon, but only he knew that he just wanted to show weakness and then wait for an opportunity.

The old smoker taught him that in a fight, he would either kill the opponent with a thunderous force, or he would see the move and wait until the opponent made a mistake with a fatal blow.

With so many people in the Bishui Palace, it is impossible to destroy the withering and decaying, so you can only be cautious.

But I didn't expect that this was just showing weakness, and the helper came.

And it's an unexpected acquaintance.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi withdrew his gaze from looking upwards and turned his head to look at the young man in the blue robe.

The swarthy face back then is now much whiter, but the smart eyes have not changed, as if the eyes are moving slightly, and they are about to make some bad idea.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi smiled brightly and cheerfully, but just as he was waiting for him to speak, his eyes fell on Yuan Zhen's left hand.

The long sword in his right hand was instantly slashed horizontally.

The sword light flickered.

Yuan Zhen's left hand immediately loosened, and the restraint disappeared.

On the steps in the distance, the middle-aged Taoist priest immediately let out a miserable scream, and the thumb of the palm that he had held before had been cut off, and he was dripping with blood.

With this scream, everyone came back to their senses.

Someone turned pale.

Someone is full of differences.

Someone's eyes sank.

The reactions varied.

"Little brute, how dare you hurt me!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest roared with a hideous face.

However, the Tsing Yi swordsman below ignored it, just looked at the young Taoist priest, and said with a smile: "Just think that I will die outside?"

Yuan Zhen rubbed his wrists, his face full of joy, "How is it possible!"

But soon he grinned, "But a few years ago, I smashed the incense burner, and the immortal position was also smashed." ”

Once before the two separated, there was an agreement.

Find an incense burner alone, light a pillar of incense on each one, for ten years, and if you come back after ten years, you will smash the incense burner.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Zhen said: "I will smash those things and set up a mound for you." ”

Ning Baifeng patted him on the shoulder with one hand and said with a smile: "You kid really wants me to die early." ”

Wonjin was about to speak.

Another woman's voice sounded, "Brother Bai Feng?"

The woman in the lake-green dress standing on the steps was full of surprise and tears.

She once thought he was dead, but she didn't expect him to be alive.

Although this face is a little unfamiliar, you can still distinguish the traces of your youth.

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look.

"Small bowl?"

The woman's fair and pretty face looked extremely unfamiliar.

This is the little girl with yellowed hair and thin hair?

"Enough!"

An extremely angry shout interrupted what should have been a warm moment.

Many people who watched the ceremony frowned slightly because of this.

The middle-aged Taoist priest with a hideous expression scolded angrily: "Little bastard, if you dare to hurt me, you have to pay the price!"

The voice did not fall.

The middle-aged Taoist priest pinched the fingerprint in his hand, and the magic sword behind his back was immediately unsheathed, piercing the Tsing Yi swordsman in front of the door.

Yuan Zhen immediately pulled out a whisk from his sleeve and prepared to fight back.

I just almost suffered a loss in the hands of this old miscellaneous hair, and now I have to get it back no matter what

Come.

Ning Baifeng stretched out his hand to stop him.

The speed of the magic sword is extremely fast, like a match.

In the eyes of everyone, the swordsman in Tsing Yi stopped Yuan Zhen's movements, as if he wanted to protect him behind and protect him.

The next moment, the head of the swordsman in Tsing Yi seemed to be about to be pierced.

However, the expected picture did not appear.

Suddenly, a sword light lit up.

"Smack".

An extremely crisp sound of metal striking was born and spread outward.

Immediately after, another series of crashing sounds rang out.

But it was the magic sword that was smashed down, constantly hitting the steps and rolling down, like a grass carp jumping onto the shore, constantly jumping.

Deathly silence.

Countless eyes fell on the swordsman in Tsing Yi, his face full of shock.

What's going on?

Ning Baifeng was still holding the long sword in his hand, as if nothing had happened just now.

But the magic sword that landed under the steps in the distance was so dazzling.

Yuan Zhen, who was standing on the side, felt it most clearly.

When the magic sword attacked at great speed, he only saw Ning Baifeng use the long sword in his hand as a stick and smash it directly on the sword of the magic sword.

This scene is simply incredible.

The sword that was so fast and aggressive was actually smashed down like this.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was full of disbelief.

He even felt that the vitality in his body was frozen, and then his face turned red, and a wave of shame and anger rose from his heart, and then burned all over the place like wildfire.

It was already extremely humiliating to be ignored before, and the anger of the injury was now carried away by shame and anger in such a crowd, and the attack of being swatted away like a fly by someone drove him away.

"Ah!!h

The middle-aged Taoist priest shouted frantically.

Several talismans slipped out of the sleeves of his hands, and pounced on Ning Baifeng at a faster speed.

Still in mid-air, the talisman spontaneously combusted in the wind.

Thunder beads, ice spikes, boulders, wind blades, and more attack you.

Obviously, the middle-aged Taoist priest's goal was to kill all the two people who had disgraced him.

Ning Baifeng's left hand shook, "Stand back!"

Yuan Zhen was directly pushed away a few feet.

In an instant, the various spell attacks brought by the talisman smashed on the Tsing Yi swordsman, directly submerging it, and no human figure could be seen.

Yuan Zhen, who was shocked back, immediately roared in shock, "Ning Baifeng!"

"Brother Bai Feng!" Li Wan's face turned pale instantly, and he wanted to pounce.

However, it was as if an invisible rope was tied around her waist, preventing her from taking a step.

The feeling is familiar.

She immediately turned back.

Lu Ying's expression was indifferent, and even slightly blue.

That look made Li Wan feel very strange.

But she quickly ignored these things, and looked back at the place where the talisman had attacked.

Right in this moment.

A snow-bright sword light rushed out from the siege of the talismans, piercing the eyes and illuminating the mountains.

Wait until everyone gets used to it.

A large pit has appeared in the place where it was attacked by the talisman, but there is no shadow of the swordsman in Tsing Yi.

Li Wan's face turned pale in an instant.

Yuan Zhen's eyes widened angrily, and he immediately looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest, but he was suddenly stunned.

The crowd looked.

Behind the middle-aged Taoist priest, there stood a swordsman in green clothes wearing a hat.

Li Wan suddenly saw this scene and was also stunned.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked frightened, "No, ......"

Before he could finish speaking, his head slipped off his neck and rolled down the stairs, pulling out an extremely long trail of blood.

It's shocking.

Ning Baifeng raised the sword in his hand and pointed directly at the beautiful woman at the highest place, "Palace Master Lu, how is it?"

In the tone, there is clearly the meaning of asking for advice.

"I can't believe you're still alive, and you're still like this

Such a great opportunity, he became a Divine Realm martial arts master at a young age, and it seems that the medicinal juice in the copper tripod back then was indeed extraordinary. ”

Lu Ying looked at Ning Baifeng indifferently.

She was referring to the medicinal juice, which was what the dog demon had prepared to use to make alchemy for people.

But this sentence is equivalent to indirectly acknowledging the story told by Yuan Zhen before.

Li Wan looked at his master, his face was white and almost transparent.

At this moment, somewhere in her heart collapsed.

Once when she first came to Bishui Palace, she asked her master, the traces of her grandfather and Brother Bai Feng, but Lu Ying's answer was that she died in that chaos, and she was convinced of it for ten years.

But when Ning Baifeng suddenly appeared, it already made her feel like she was in a dream.

However, now he actually told her that the master who had nurtured her for ten years and treated her as her own was a murderer who tried to kill her relatives.

This made it difficult for Li Wan to accept.

At this time, others felt something else.

The people in the story not only appeared, but also returned with a martial art, which is really staggering.

No wonder he can cut off the head of a middle-aged Taoist priest with a single sword.

It must be known that if you want to make an offering in the Bishui Palace, you must cross the mysterious gate to cultivate.

In other words, this swordsman in Tsing Yi killed a mysterious earth immortal with a single sword.

The results are shocking.

The Divine Realm Grandmaster can be so strong!

The cultivation of rivers and lakes is all rumored to be close to martial arts, and they are invincible within one arm.

And this person is holding a sword in one hand, is he invincible within a sword?!

Ning Baifeng looked at the beautiful woman and chuckled, "I said ten years ago that if I don't die, there will be a great reward. Today, I have come to repay the favor. ”

"Joke! Just a God Realm Grandmaster wants to challenge the Blue Water Palace?!"

Meng Shu suddenly opened her mouth and scolded.

Ning Baifeng glanced at her and turned his head to look around, "Everyone, Ning is just a personal grudge this time, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with other people, if you don't want to be a pawn of Bishui Palace, it's best not to interfere, otherwise you ......"

With a swing of his sword, he pointed diagonally at the headless corpse that had fallen to the ground.

The rest of the words Ning Baifeng didn't say.

But everyone present understood the meaning.

This person is the end!

As everyone knows, the middle-aged Taoist priest is actually a chess piece, a tool used to test these two people.

Otherwise, in front of the Bishui Palace, it will not be the turn of a person to make a speech.

But for the same worship, countless eyes on the stairs, indifference, sarcasm, anger, and even killing intent, all converged on Ning Bai Peak.

However, Ning Baifeng was unconscious, and looked up at the beautiful woman, "Palace Master Lu, don't you dare?"

The beautiful woman looked indifferent and silent.

"Presumptuous!"

Meng Shu, who was standing next to Lu Ying, scolded angrily again, "Bishui Palace is not a place for people to go wild!"

Immediately after, she swept her gaze down and said coldly: "Kill him!

There must be brave men under the so-called heavy reward.

Three people came out of the very end of the procession.

But when everyone saw the faces of these three people clearly, they were all stunned.

Because they are not enshrined in the Bishui Palace.

Not long ago, these three were just welcomed as guests.

Everyone thought to themselves, could it be that the three people from this small family wanted to climb the thigh of Bishui Palace so quickly?

Meng Shu looked at the three people who came out and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Luo Xuanyun, if you can kill this person, the sect you are in will be able to get the greatest friendship of Bishui Palace. ”

In her opinion, if this small family living in the East China Sea and unheard of it can get in touch with Bishui Palace, it will be the greatest reward for them.

Hearing this, Luo Xuanyun smiled lightly, "Palace Master Meng, Luo wants to suggest that if you don't want to take the entire Bishui Palace to accompany the burial, it's best to take a step back by yourself, don't keep standing in front of Palace Lord Lu." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked in an instant.