Tread, stompe, trample.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, from the direction of the entrance of the green grass sea, towards this street, not in a hurry.

The sound of horses' hooves broke through the dead silence of the sea of grass and stepped on everyone's heart.

Dugu Feiyun is here.

Facing countless pairs of expectant eyes, facing countless pairs of sword-like gazes, the Taibai Sword God arrived as scheduled.

The one who drove the car was still the old man who was called Uncle Zheng by Dugu Feiyun. Guarding the car every step of the way is still the old woman with a cane who was called Aunt Ci by Dugu Feiyun.

The car, the car. people, it's still those three people.

It's just that in addition to Dugu Feiyun in the car, the old man who drove the car, and the old woman with a cane in the escort, there were more than a dozen people behind the carriage. A dozen men with long swords in their arms. A dozen people with extremely calm expressions and eyes. More than a dozen people who are extremely strange to the people in the rivers and lakes waiting here. The eldest of the dozen or so looked to be in his early forties.

When the carriage reached a distance of about ten zhang from where the people of the Six Great Sects were standing, the old man gently lifted the reins of the horse in his hand.

The carriage stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on the carriage.

Dugu Feiyun did not show up immediately.

Dugu Feiyun was still sitting comfortably in the carriage.

This is not the destination of Dugu Feiyun's trip. The destination of Dugu Feiyun's trip is Diancang.

The point has not arrived, and the sword god does not move.

Moreover, apart from the wind without a trace, Dugu Feiyun didn't want to see anyone else now.

The whereabouts of the wind without a trace, Dugu Feiyun is very clear. There are a few people who walk with Feng Wuji, and Dugu Feiyun is also very clear.

All the Wuji and the Eight Bitter Monks were all taken by Dugu Feiyun in the Song family. The identity of a know-it-all is not a secret to Dugu Feiyun. Dugu Feiyun can't be determined for the time being, but the identities of the other two people.

According to the report of his subordinates, one of the other two people had an extremely ordinary green steel sword stuck in his waist. The other person wearing the mask should be a young man. It can also be seen that this person's hand seems to have been newly injured, and he should have some martial arts foundation. There are more things that the people who go to inquire will not know. It is definitely not an easy task to get close to the side of the know-it-all, the monk of the Eight Sufferings, the Masters of Fortune, and the Wind without a trace without being noticed.

In return, the men of his men focused on describing the appearance of the know-it-all and the masked man. But Dugu Feiyun was more interested in the middle-aged man with a sword who didn't seem to have any martial arts on his body.

"Could it really be him?" Dugu Feiyun had a strong premonition. This middle-aged man is likely to be the person he guessed. The closer you get to the sea of grass, the stronger the feeling of Dugu Feiyun becomes.

"Dugu Feiyun ......" outside the carriage, Ning Feizhou's voice came.

As soon as Ning Feizhou said Dugu Feiyun's name, a sword light shot out from among the dozen people behind the carriage. The sword light is sensible, the killing intent is awe-inspiring, and it directly attacks Ning Feizhou.

Immediately, there was a "ah-yo" sound on both sides of the street.

Everyone didn't expect that the people on Dugu Feiyun's side would take the lead without saying a word. Moreover, this sword light is also amazing.

Ning Feizhou didn't expect that he only opened his mouth for half a sentence, and then he attracted a sword light.

The sword light came extremely quickly. At a distance of ten zhang, before Ning Feizhou could completely pull out the sword on his waist, the sword light had already killed in front of Ning Feizhou.

Ning Feizhou shouted angrily, did not retreat, but advanced, his palms came out together, and he walked away towards the sword light. Ning Feizhou's body was flooded with patches of mist, like clouds and mist, enveloping Ning Feizhou in it.

"Cloud Annihilation Divine Skill!" an exclamation rang out from all around.

With an exclamation, a long sword stretched out from behind Ning Feizhou, grabbed ahead of Ning Feizhou's palms, and met the sword light that attacked Ning Feizhou.

As soon as the long sword met the sword light, the sword light that attacked Ning Feizhou faded slightly. After a decline, the sword light flourished again, but it still couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the long sword.

Ning Feizhou's palms had already struck.

Seeing that the sword light was blocked by the long sword, Ning Feizhou retracted his palms and stopped in time when his palms were just stained with sword light. How could the head of the Huashan faction take advantage of the danger of others and attack a little-known person with the elders of his own sect?

Another sword light shot out from among the dozen or so people behind the carriage. The same sword light, the same killing intent, the same killing intent, the same killing towards Ning Feizhou.

The people of the six major sects were all angry.

In the midst of the angry cheers, a choking sound of bright swords sounded in the field.

An even brighter sword light flew out from among the six major sects, facing the second sword light that killed Ning Feizhou. After the sword light, it was an old man in Geyi.

"Come back. Beside the carriage, the old woman with a cane coughed lightly and said.

As soon as the two sword lights were closed, the two swordsmen floated back. The man who was the first to draw the sword had a slightly pale face. The man who drew the sword behind him was also breathing slightly short.

When the two retreated to the carriage, they bowed to the carriage in unison and said in unison: "Master, the subordinates are incompetent. Please punish the master!"

"It doesn't matter. It's just a name, isn't it just for people?" In the carriage, Dugu Feiyun's gentle voice sounded.

The two of them bowed in unison again and retreated.

Only then did everyone in the audience know that these two people had swords one after another, just because Ning Feizhou called Dugu Feiyun's name.

In the hearts of everyone, there is no sense of horror.

Listening to the words of these two people, these two people are at most just Dugu Feiyun's subordinates, and may even be just his slaves. The person who came out with the sword first was only about thirty years old. The one who came out with the sword next was not much older than the previous one.

And these two people can use such sword light, and they can even retreat when they say goodbye, and directly get rid of the entanglement of the long swords of the two old men on the side of the six major sects.

And the two old men who came out of the sword from one side of the Six Great Sects, some people recognized that they were both old men of Ning Feizhou's uncle's generation. Figures like these two old men have been refining swordsmanship for decades. In any of the six major sects, there are only a few figures of the older generation like this.

But even they failed to leave the two sword-wielding people on Dugu Feiyun's side.

Taibai Sword God, after the Sword Demon, is the swordsmanship really so terrifying?

The old man shook the reins in his hand gently, and the carriage moved forward slowly, reaching a distance of about ten steps from the people of the six major sects, and stopped again. The more than a dozen sword-wielding men who had followed behind the carriage before were slightly scattered at this time, forming a semicircle, standing on both sides and behind the carriage.

"Dugu ...... Feiyun, my six major sects and all of you fellow martial arts are here, just for my senior brother Qu and the two senior brothers of the Kongtong faction to have a justice. Ning Feizhou said loudly.

"Is it fair?" Dugu Feiyun's voice faintly came from the carriage.

"Dugu Feiyun, you are so majestic! The head of my six major sects speaks, and you don't even show your face?" Zuo Lengfeng said coldly.

"In front of my master, what kind of thing is the head of the six major sects?" said a man holding a sword behind the carriage.

"Maniac!" Bian Zhanyun shouted.

With Bian Zhanyun's loud shouts, many of the people from the Six Great Sects in the field and the people standing in the middle of the street with them couldn't help but shout and scold.

"Don't worry, everyone. The old man sat firmly in front of the carriage and said lightly: "This little brother of my Taibai Mountain has always had a bad temper. ”

After a slight pause, the old man said, "However, what this little brother said is right. The head of the six major sects, in front of my master, what kind of thing is it?!"

When the six major sects and the others in the heart of the street heard this, they were about to start scolding again, when the old man suddenly shouted: "You guys, what kind of thing are they?!"

The old man shouted loudly, and the whole street actually resounded with echoing sounds, as if there were many voices shouting at the same time: "What, what, what?......"

For a moment, there was no other sound on this street in the sea of grass except for this continuous echoing sound. The onlookers on both sides, whether they were people from the rivers and lakes or ordinary people, many people suddenly changed color.

The people of the six major sects and others who stood in the center of the street also had many people who changed color. Many people's shouts and scolding have rushed to their mouths, but they were blocked back by the shouting of the old man, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

"After the Sword Demon, it's really amazing. An old voice sounded from among the people of the six major sects, and said lightly.

Along with the old voice, the sound that echoed in the streets of the sea of grass quickly began to weaken until it disappeared. The discomfort of the people in the room also began to weaken.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem,......" The old woman with a cane held her crutches with both hands, bent down, and began to cough desperately.

With the coughing sound of the old woman with a cane, the uncomfortable feeling in their hearts that had just subsided immediately became more and more uncomfortable, as if every cough of the old woman with a cane coughed on their hearts, blocking their breathing.

"The cold air of Taibai Mountain does not seem to be weak. Among the people of the six major sects, another voice sounded and said lightly.

As this voice sounded, the feeling of blockage in the hearts of the people in the audience began to weaken. Everyone's breathing was finally smoother.

"Ahem......" The cough of the cane old woman had just begun to become more and more intense, and Dugu Feiyun's voice said gently: "Aunt Ci, take care more." Don't cough up. ”

"Yes, master. The old woman with a cane bowed to the carriage and stopped coughing.

Many people in the audience let out a long breath, and the stagnation in their hearts disappeared.

Some of the people standing outside the six major sects in the middle of the street have changed their expressions. Their expressions were no longer as firm as before.

On both sides of the street, some of the people who had been crowded on the outside began to quietly retreat. As for those residents and merchants, many of them secretly regretted why they didn't close the door of their house before Dugu Feiyun and his party arrived here.

The sea of grass fell into dead silence again.