A martial artist fell to the ground in disbelief with blood spilling from his chest.

"Withdraw!" Zhao Guangde's anger rose in his heart, seeing that one of the people in his door was dead, but he continued to rush outside with a gloomy face.

The others were even more frightened, looking at each other and fleeing in all directions, trying to disperse and flee.

There was a "whoosh" of white light, and another martial artist fell to the ground again.

"I'll fight with you!" A nearby martial artist was frightened in his heart, and suddenly turned around under the threat of death, and suddenly the sword light illuminated three feet in front of him.

"It's still too weak. Nezha's figure flashed, and he walked past him.

A line of blood appeared in the person's throat and then lengthened.

"The doorman was killed, as an elder, don't you stay to ask for justice?" Nezha's cold voice sounded in the night sky.

Zhao Guangde, who was running wildly all the way, trembled, and looked at Nezha who was standing in front of him in disbelief with a sneer on his face.

"Who the hell are you?!" Zhao Guangde knew that he had encountered an iron nail today, and the other party had the same cultivation as himself, but his body was more than a little faster than himself.

What's more important is that this person's swordsmanship is skillful, clean and neat, and he has seen it somewhere.

"Who else has anything to do with you?" Nezha smiled, "If you can escape from under me tonight, you will not be responsible for what happened." ”

"You ......" Zhao Guangde's heart jumped, the sword in his hand rang loudly, and he immediately killed Nezha.

"It's good. Nezha sneered, and the sword behind his back was first attacked, sealing the opponent's sword light.

"Kill!" Today things can't be good, Zhao Guangde roared, the sword momentum suddenly turned, and the cold light cut sideways from a strange angle, trying to force Nezha to return to defense.

"Unfortunately, it's a little slower. Nezha's voice sounded in Zhao Guangde's ears, and his figure disappeared under Zhao Guangde's sword in a flash.

Zhao Guangde felt a chill in his heart, and his fighting habits for more than ten years made him take advantage of the situation and suddenly wave his sleeves to the left, and a strong wind suddenly rose.

There was a crisp "pop", and the spiritual power collided together to produce a sonic boom.

Zhao Guangde's experience saved his life, but his sleeves were ruined, and a trace of blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth.

This is also the first time Nezha has fought with a strong man at the level of Martial Sect, and his silent attack this time was blocked by the other party, and he couldn't help but admire: "The senior's quick response is admirable, I don't know if I can take the sword below me?"

"I admit today's matter, and I will never trouble you again from now on, and give you two hundred spirit stones as a gift of reparation, how about it?" Zhao Guangde took a deep breath and looked at Nezha vigilantly, and the tingling pain in his left wrist made him even more uneasy in his heart.

"Two hundred spirit stones, that's a lot of money, but I don't lack spirit stones now, what should I do?" Nezha said playfully.

"What do you say today's matter can stop?" Zhao Guangde confessed, and after fighting twice, he felt that he was by no means the opponent of this martial sect-level powerhouse who suddenly appeared.

"It's simple, just leave something as a souvenir. Nezha's palm suddenly brightened, and the sword swished from his side, and the sword was swallowed, and it could be stabbed out at any time.

"Okay, what's it?!" Zhao Guangde frowned, and felt uncomfortable all over his body when he was pointed at by the other party's sword light.

"Leave one of your hands!" Nezha laughed, the streamer flashed and Nezha disappeared in place, and the powerful spiritual power instantly ignited the surroundings, producing a hissing and sharp chirp.

"You go die!" Zhao Guangde's face changed, he made a hideous sound, the sword in his hand suddenly turned, and a large piece of white light turned into a torrent, and it actually blasted towards Nezha with the sword light.

When he just spoke, Zhao Guangde used this time to accumulate strength!

The sound of "hum" sounded, and under the bombardment of countless sword lights, there were continuous mournful screams on the stone slabs on the street where the two were located, and countless sword marks appeared on the walls on both sides.

"You ......" Zhao Guangde looked at the opposite side with his eyes, Nezha was unscathed, and the sword light in his hand was still lingering.

"I'm still on my own...... Who?!" Just as Nezha was about to take another step forward, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the alley not far away.

There appeared a woman dressed in red.

"Whoosh" Zhao Guangde seized the opportunity, rolled his eyes, and then rushed away.

Nezha hesitated for a moment and didn't catch up again, but when he turned his head to look at the street again, the woman in red had disappeared, as if she had never appeared.

"Could it be that woman?" Nezha's mind flashed with that delicate mature face.

"It's really lively here......" Nezha shook his head and turned to leave the street.

"Holy Maiden, how is this person?" In a room in the backstage of the auction, a red light flashed, the candles in the room shook silently, and a woman in red appeared on a chair in the room and sat down.

"He found out. The woman in red had a solemn expression on her face, "I didn't expect this person to hide such a body, and the strong cultivator in the early stage of the Martial Sect can't hold up twenty moves under his hands!"

"How is this possible?" the old man surnamed Zhou looked a little incredulous, "In the cultivation world, we have never heard of such a young and powerful cultivator! Even the personal disciples of several first-class sects have never heard of such a person......

"Not necessarily ......" a gleam flashed in Sun Wan'er's eyes.

"Does the Holy Maiden mean that this person is a member of the sect?" the old man surnamed Zhou frowned and said, "But whether it is that Dao machine in Qiandao Lake, Li Qiushui of the Water Mirror Sect, or the young master of Wanshamen...... These people have never heard of anyone with such strength, even if it is the Li Qiushui of the Water Mirror Sect, he has only just become a martial sect, and the disciples of the other sects occasionally have such genius disciples, but according to our information, none of them have come out of the mountain. ”

"What Elder Zhou said is good, but Elder Zhou forgot about another person, Li Nezha of the Water Mirror Sect!"

"Impossible!" Elder Zhou shook his head without hesitation when he heard this, "Although that guy made the cultivation world chaotic for a while half a year ago, and I heard that he was also a genius, but there has been no news of this person for more than half a year, and more importantly, it is impossible for that guy to cultivate the Dao Martial Sect in just half a year, and at least the peak cultivation of the middle level of the Martial Sect!"

"It's impossible to say otherwise, but I'm afraid it's difficult for this person to speculate with common sense. The woman in red shook her head, and the information about Li Nezha that she had obtained flashed in her mind.

A person who has many tricks in his heart was used by his mother to open up only one or twenty meridians, and passed through the Demon Beast Mountain Range by risking death.

When he walked out of the mountain range, a person who was not very familiar with cultivation already had a lot of cultivation.

During the period of Qin Mansion, he repeatedly made breakthroughs in cultivation, and finally stood out in the secret realm of the demon beast jungle, and almost single-handedly helped Qin Mansion stabilize its position.

Leaving the Qin Mansion to the Water Mirror Sect to become a core disciple of the inner sect in a short period of time, he was accepted as a personal disciple by Feng Qingyun, who was known for his temper in the Water Mirror Sect.

By the time he disappeared, he was already a martial arts powerhouse.

It was only three or four years before and after, and Nezha went from an ordinary person who was not literate to today.

Whenever I read the seemingly simple information, I feel a little chill in my heart.