Xu Feng was on one side of his body, avoiding the blade of the sword.

The sword cultivator wearing the hat did not give up, and the sword blade pressed and continued to sharpen.

Sneak attack?!

To be honest, in the past three hundred years, Xu Feng didn't know how many times he had been attacked by the white-clothed swordsman.

Regardless of whether he showed murderous aura or not, avoiding sneak attacks and counter-killing, for Xu Feng, it had long become instinct.

The sword finger is raised, although the sword element is not used, but the strength on the sword finger is still not something that ordinary people can bear.

With a click, the arm holding the sword of the hat sword fell down and stepped aside.

Zheng!

Ask the dragon to get out of the sheath.

Xu Feng held a sword in his hand.

"Hey, helpless!" the fat Taoist sighed, holding up the peachwood sword, and his momentum was majestic, "Everyone, everyone understands!"

With the sound of drawing swords, the sword cultivators in the square slaughtered Xu Feng one after another.

"I'll go, Daddy!"

Xu Feng was just about to deal with the fat man's killing move.

Who knows, the fat Dao man retreated at the first time and made way for the other sword cultivators.

In the case that no one can use the sword element.

Xu Feng, who cultivated the Ethereal Sword Technique, was very confident.

And then......

After killing a few sword cultivators, Xu Feng was blasted out of the town with a wound.

"Fellow Daoists, that grandson came out and beat him!"

Ten thousand swords rose into the air, sweeping with a piercing sword roar.

"Damn it!"

Xu Feng didn't dare to stay, and sent out the Ethereal Sword Three, and the sword rose up, fleeing as quickly as possible.

In the small town, the fat Taoist wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's worthy of being thrown straight into the wilderness. ”

Several of the slain monks were resurrected in one formation.

They walked back hatefully, staring at the fat Taoist, who had actually pushed them out just now.

"I have something to say, a few fellow Daoists. The fat Taoist took out the pancake fruit out of nowhere and took a big bite, "I'm thinking about everyone here." ”

Outside the small city, high in the air, ten thousand swords roared.

Sometimes it flies from the east, sometimes it flies from the west, sometimes it flies from the south, sometimes it flies from the north, and even more ruthlessly, it flies out of the ground......

"This fellow Daoist Xu Feng is worthy of being thrown into the wilderness, three hundred years. ”

The fat Taoist walked to the city wall and pretended to be deep.

A few people who wanted to ask the teacher for their sins followed.

Get ready to see what the fat guy is going to do.

Then, they were shocked by the white-clothed swordsman who was chasing Xu Feng in a mighty way.

"Has anyone ever been hunted down like this in history?"

"Yes, they're all on the list. ”

"I can't mess with it, I can't afford to mess with it. ”

"Wait, we're looking for this fat man to ask for sin. ”

"Dead fatty, you dare to cheat us! Today, you must give us an explanation!"

"Hahaha!" The fat man took a step back and inadvertently retreated to the edge of the tower, "Wait a minute, look over there!"

Ethereal Kenji!

The sword mang split in two, killing the six white-clothed swordsmen who approached Xu Feng.

Xu Feng absorbed the white sword light they left behind.

The sword move turns, and the extreme move comes out again.

Ethereal Sword Six!

Ethereal Sword Seven!

Ethereal Sword Five!

......

"Good behave, how does this guy cultivate, it's too violent!"

The fat Taoist let out an exclamation, and once again successfully distracted the attention of the few people who wanted to beat him.

Sword cultivation is mixed to the extent that others can be distracted by a word, there is really nothing to say.

In fact, several people are not low in cultivation, let alone have a bad heart.

It's just a brutal scene.

As far as they knew, there were more than 600 sword cultivators who were hunted down and killed in history.

However, how many people chased and killed Xu Feng?

Two thousand white-clothed swordsmen!

How far did this Xu Feng Daoyou offend the mysterious landlord in order to have such treatment?

When I think of being chased and killed by two thousand white-clothed swordsmen for three hundred years, I feel terrible when I think about it.

"What kind of sword technique is Xu Feng cultivating? I feel that the level is very high. ”

"It's much stronger than our immortal cultivation realm. ”

"That's right. ”

"Suspected of being an immortal sword technique. ”

"Mine is the Immortal Dao Sword Technique, but compared to Xu Feng, it ......"

"Wait, we're here to beat up this fat man, right?"

"yes, let's beat the fat man!"

Several sword cultivators drew their swords and slowly approached the fat Dao man.

At this time, the fat Taoist pointed to the city: "It's not good, Xu Feng wants to come back!"

It didn't matter if this roar, all the sword cultivators in the city ran over.

There is not much else, Xu Feng must not let it in!

Under the city, Xu Feng gritted his teeth!

Damn, it's all this dead fat man.

"Ethereal Sword Nine!"

Ruthless in his heart, Xu Feng soared into the air and asked the dragon sword to whirl around his body.

Then I saw a sword light up, followed by a second, and then a third, until the nine fan-shaped unfolded.

The earth-shattering ethereal sword intent drove the extreme cold to roar throughout the heavens and the earth.

For a time, the wind and snow were boundless.

The sword pierces the vault.

The nine sword rays all shot down towards the fat Dao man on the city wall!

"What a murderous ......"

The fat man looked shocked.

Several sword cultivators who wanted to beat the fat man were also shocked.

Then, they smiled awkwardly and politely.

No matter who it is, no one has been able to harm the city with a sword from ancient times to the present.

Xu Feng's sword is quite amazing and crazy.

But for them, it's still a little weaker.

Look, the sword is about to be annihilated!

Suddenly, the fat man blew up, stepped over the city wall, and jumped down.

The speed of the remaining sword cultivators was much slower, and they watched Xu Feng's sword light bombard the city wall.

"Dead fatty, Xu Feng, you wait!"

Rumble!

Dust rolls in.

The walls, which had never been destroyed, had collapsed in large sections.

Several sword cultivators returned to the city's resurrection point without any suspense.

Xu Feng blinked.

He didn't understand what the group was thinking.

Even if you can't use the sword yuan in the city, at least you have to run.

Standing and being bombarded by him is also very powerful.

Still, that dead fat man!

Xu Feng looked at the fat Taoist who escaped from the dust under the city.

As soon as the figure turned, he appeared behind the fat man.

Sword out.

The peachwood sword successfully blocked.

In a short period of time, the two fought more than 1,000 swords.

"Xu Feng, I'm an immortal anyway, don't go too far!"

This belongs to the area where the city prohibits Jian Yuan, and the fat Dao people don't understand why Xu Feng can bombard the city wall, but after entering the range, everything is back to normal.

"I'm a reasonable person, so get me out!"

"Don't force me to kill myself!"

"Come on!"

Xu Feng sped up his attack.

The fat Taoist has bitterness in his heart and can't say it.

Although it is true that it dies, it will be reborn within the city resurrection formation.

However, with each rebirth comes a corresponding loss of something.

In this way, he will have to undergo even more terrifying special training.

When I think of the special training, I shudder......

"Xu Feng, don't go too far!"

"Come, get out!"

Ethereal Kenichi!

A sword is gratuitous, ethereal and traceless.

Xu Feng's sword successfully struck the fat Daoist's sword.

In order to avoid asking the dragon sword, the soles of his feet slipped and withdrew from the city's protection range.

"This, this, this ......"

1. Leave the forbidden area of the city.

The momentum of the fat Taoist man continued to rise, and he soon reached the realm of human immortals as he said.

Then, the white-clothed swordsmen who were originally chasing Xu Feng stopped and looked at the fat Dao man intently one by one.

The momentum of the white-clothed swordsmen is also growing, and they have reached the human fairy realm almost instantly.

More than 2,000 people in Wonderland white-clothed swordsmen.

Terror......

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Two thousand white-clothed swordsmen stared at the fat Taoist with a pleasant smile.

"Fellow Daoists, it's this dead fat man who finally came out of the turtle shell!