The peak of Yijian Peak.

A roar of battle was accompanied by a terrifying sword light, followed by the roar of the earth shaking the mountains.

Such a scene is really amazing.

When the voice gradually weakened, everyone withdrew their gaze to the place where the sword light landed, and turned their heads to look at the two young men on both sides of the ravine.

If he was invited to fight, he could refuse, but Ning Baifeng hadn't thought about this, so he walked out.

"Wait!"

A loud shout suddenly rang out between the hilltop platforms.

It was not Ning Baifeng or Ye Zangfeng who shouted this, but from another part of the platform.

The crowd turned their heads.

At the edge of the ravine, there was a man in a blue robe, looking at Ye Zangfeng angrily.

Many people are a little confused, what is the situation?

Feeling the anger in his eyes, Ye Zangfeng frowned slightly, and he was also puzzled in his heart.

This person has never met before, why do you look at him angrily.

Could it really be that as my father said, the grievances and hatreds between cultivators are ethereal and difficult to fathom.

Ning Baifeng saw the young man in the blue robe, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

I thought I would get rid of this person, but I didn't expect him to find him here.

"Who are you?!"

Ye Zangfeng asked coldly.

The blue-robed young man ignored it, but looked at Xiang Ning Baifeng, "You are really unkind, you said that you would wait for me there, and if I turn around and come back, you will run away." ”

Ye Zangfeng, who has always been in the spotlight, was ignored so much, and his face became gloomy.

Ning Baifeng smiled bitterly, "Xie Fanchen, if you want to compete, you can wait for the Weishan meeting, and Ning Mou will accompany you at any time, but now is not the time." ”

Xie Fanchen immediately blurted out, "No! If Jian Lin doesn't follow the rules and kills you on the mountain, then won't I have to fight?!"

In an instant, Ning Baifeng couldn't cry or laugh.

The crowd gathered on the mountain, thinking to themselves which sect taught the disciple of this sect, and he actually had such a ruthless temperament.

Ning Baifeng said helplessly: "Then what do you want?"

Xie Fanchen said proudly: "Of course, if you fight now, if you lose, you don't have to participate in the sword battle of Nalaoshzi, count me as saving your life." ”

When everyone heard this, they became more and more curious about the blue-robed young man, who was actually confident that he could win the first disciple of the Sword Sect, where did he come from

Calendar.

"Enough!"

An angry shout interrupted Ning Baifeng's words.

Ye Zangfeng suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Ning Baifeng, if you are cowardly, kneel and kowtow now, take off the name of the first disciple, I can still spare your life!"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the blue-robed young man again, "I don't care what agreement you have, now it's up to me to decide!

As a child of a big family, Ye Zangfeng's education and cultivation must not be bad, even if he has a high vision, but his temperament is at least not too narrow, and it will not be so ignored by others.

However, at this time, the situation was a little different, obviously he was the first to invite the battle, and he had already ridden the tiger, and he was suddenly interrupted and ignored like this, and his face was stepped on from the top of the mountain into the mud at the foot of the mountain.

After chasing all the way, Xie Fanchen had already accumulated a stomach full of sullenness, and he was scolded at this time, and he was immediately a little unhappy.

"It's really rich in the family, and I speak tougher than others, but it's a pity that I don't eat this! If you want to retreat, you can retreat, I have agreed with Ning Baifeng to fight on the mountain at the bottom of the mountain. When you invite people to fight, you have to talk about first-come-first-come. ”

The first half of the sentence was a little weird, and it was obviously really bad for Ye Zangfeng to be born in Sword Casting City. After all, the Ye family, who sells weapons, is indeed rich.

Ning Baifeng was really a little helpless.

This Xie Fanchen is so persistent, in order to fight with him, he can chase him to the mountain.

Even knowing Ye Zangfeng's identity, he also knew that the two were fighting for the sword, so he still stubbornly intervened and forcibly interrupted.

"Who the hell are you, and what sect are you from?!"

Ye Zangfeng's face was pale, it was okay to insult him, but he definitely couldn't bully Sword Casting City in front of him.

At this time, his two questions are to know the origin of the other party and the next thing, and there will be an elder of Sword Casting City to ask the other sect for advice and sword.

Revenge on the mountain is often just a few words.

Xie Fanchen was about to reply immediately, but he was suddenly stunned, and then looked in another direction.

At the edge of the platform, there was a woman with an extremely beautiful appearance, wearing a lake-green dress, holding a lotus plant, looking at the young man in the blue robe, and shaking her head slightly.

Some people perceive this small reaction.

It is clear that these two are spreading sound in the heart lake. As for what it was, no one knew at the top of the mountain.

Xie Fanchen quickly looked at Ye Zangfeng again and reported his origin loudly.

"Yishan Shenxiao Court, Xie Fanchen!"

The woman holding the lotus in the distance sighed slightly.

Hearing this answer, some people in the crowd watching the battle on the periphery suddenly realized.

There is a high mountain in the east of Kunzhou, named Yishan, it is the place where the Great Zhou Dynasty has been sealed for generations under the mountain, there are three major cultivation sects on the mountain, although the names of the sects are different, but they are connected with the same qi and branches, collectively called the three immortals of Yishan.

Among them, the Shenxiao Court, which is famous for its runes, is rumored to have a mysterious relationship with the Zhenzhou Fu Sect, and some people even rumor that the Shen Xiao Court is the next sect of the Fu Sect.

These are still secondary, if it is said that Sword Casting City makes a lot of money by refining divine weapons and selling them, then the Shenxiao Court, which is jokingly called to use talismans as toilet paper, is also the same, and it is not even worse than Jimo Shenji Mountain.

Knowing the origin of this person, Ye Zangfeng nodded, "Very good." I'll pay a visit another day!"

Xie Fanchen didn't know whether he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, or was fearless, or for other reasons, so he said indifferently: "Whatever you want, are you still afraid that you won't succeed." ”

Hearing this conversation between the two, some good people immediately had some expectations.

There was a conflict between Sword Casting City and Shenxiao Court, both of them were wealthy people, and if they really wanted to fight, it would definitely be a good show.

Ye Zangfeng's reaction was very calm, and at this time, his anger had all contracted and restrained, "In this case, then our grievances will be put aside for a while." The covenant of the sword battle has already been decided, and it is better for you to retreat before your agreement. ”

Xie Fanchen wanted to argue again.

"Senior Brother Xie!"

The woman holding the lotus spoke for the first time, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.

What he wanted to say was interrupted, Xie Fanchen glanced at the woman, understood the meaning in that gaze, and finally sighed helplessly, "Okay, you fight first, I'll watch from the side, if your subordinates are not clean, don't blame me for stopping it." ”

After speaking, he took a step, and his figure appeared near the woman holding the lotus in the blink of an eye.

The obstructors retreated, and the eyes of everyone on the top of the mountain looked at Ning and Ye on both sides of the ravine again.

......

Ning Baifeng glanced at Su Ying, who was still meditating, and didn't say anything, and walked directly to the vicinity of the ravine that had been split at the top of the mountain.

He reached out and picked at the hat and said, "Do it." ”

In an instant, Ye Zangfeng flicked his sleeves, and dozens of handleless flying swords swept out.

The battle began immediately and without warning.