The scorching sun was still scorching the earth, and the warmth of the flames was so warm that no one wanted to move, and a fallen leaf that had lost its moisture slowly fell with withered yellow and helplessness.

It was also green, it was full, and it was also a bright point in the thousands of greens. The beauty of the past seems to be in front of us, but in this moment, it has lost everything.

The people of the rivers and lakes are like the yellow fallen leaves, no matter how brilliant and beautiful they are, they cannot be defeated. The defeated Jianghu people are like fallen leaves that have lost their moisture, and they will lose everything they once had in the next moment.

The door of Wanhualou suddenly opened, and after the sound of "creaking", there was a black figure.

The black horses, the black men, and the black knives stirred up the smoke-like dust on the ground outside the Wanhua Tower, and it was really like a general on the battlefield, galloping.

The person who came was a knife immortal, and only a knife immortal could have a BMW like Wuyun. There is only one sword immortal, who can show his indomitable and invincible majesty behind the dark clouds.

The sword fairy came very quickly, so fast that in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed out of Wanhualou. The momentum that tears everything apart, as if thousands of troops are coming, seems to hit everyone's heart directly.

Boss Gao stood in front of Jiang Feng at a distance of about a zhang, for a knife immortal, he didn't even need to use a knife, he didn't need to use his hands, as long as he rode his horse and galloped past. The huge force was enough to bring the thin tall boss into the air, and then, whether it was broken bones or liver and brain, it didn't matter to a sword immortal.

In the eyes of Yidao Immortal, Jiang Feng learned the kung fu of the three-legged cat like this, and he would let his nursing home be defeated first-class, so he thought that he was invincible in the world, and he had seen too much. However, looking at Jiang Feng's clothing and accessories, it is obvious that for Yidao Immortal, he can make a good fortune today.

The strong wind was blowing, and the fast horse of a sword immortal had already arrived in front of Boss Gao, and he came so fast that the shouts of Ye Xiang and Meng Xingsoul and the other four were still in their throats, and his dark cloud BMW was about to hit Boss Gao's body.

A sword fairy's right hand has been on the hilt of the knife, he has done this action a thousand times, every time he does this action, it often means that a fresh life is about to disappear. The next moment, a wind-like sword light flashed, and a good head fell, and he could have more wealth, more achievements, and more majesty with a sword immortal.

"Whew".

A gust of wind, if a horse collides with a person running at high speed, then the person riding on the horse should never feel a gust of wind, but a slight bump caused by the impact.

"That's not right!"

Yidao Immortal can live to this day, and he is by no means a fool, because a fool will never possess Wanhualou in this cruel river and lake and live to this day.

The cold light was overflowing, and only half of the unsheathed sword light had already dispelled the molten meaning brought by the surrounding scorching sun. A knife fairy believes in himself, and even more believes in his own knife, as long as a knife is in hand, he can easily get through any difficulties.

However, before the knife was unsheathed, a sword fairy suddenly felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. This kind of fear, like a normal person crawling out of hell, makes all your shock, uneasiness, trembling, and dizziness come over you at once.

It turned out that where the eyes of a sword fairy squinted, there was a shadow on the ground that suddenly became more. And the extra shadow stood on the horse's ass behind a knife fairy. The most terrifying thing is that the horse still runs forward as if it is completely unconscious, and it is precisely because of the understanding of his beloved horse that the sword fairy understands the horror of the person standing on the horse's buttocks.

Although Yidao Immortal is a swordsman, an extremely powerful swordsman, he is still a human after all, a human being, he doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die, he will be afraid.

Desperately reining in the horse, the horse neighed, and the next moment, a sword fairy jumped off the horse without hesitation.

I only heard Jiang Feng's voice come coldly, "I heard that since the debut of the First Sword Immortal, he has gone through hundreds of battles large and small, and he never uses a second knife to kill, I don't know if it's true?"

"Who are you?"

A knife fairy already has a long knife in his hand, and for a swordsman, holding a knife in his hand is like holding his own life. And life, such a thing, can only bring you the greatest sense of security when you are in your own hands.

"The man who killed you!"

Jiang Feng's voice was not loud, because if a person's voice was too loud, he would always waste too much energy. And Jiang Feng is precisely a person who doesn't like to waste.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Yidao Immortal only felt that Jiang Feng's words seemed to be coated with a layer of gold and iron. With stiffness, pain came to his ears.

"Dare to ...... with Tsing Yi"

Before speaking, a knife fairy has already swung his knife, and only those who wield a knife have the right to speak in the rivers and lakes. The knife is a good knife, tempered thousands of times, and the trick is a good move, and it does not leak.

Meng Xingsoul's eyes were wide open, and he had a dream to become a master. As an invincible existence in Meng Xingsoul's heart, the One Sword Immortal was almost driven by instinct, making Meng Xing Soul can't wait to see the true sword technique of the One Sword Immortal, even if he can't learn the real sword technique because of this.

A knife seems to be able to break the river and the sea, and a knife that can break everything.

Meng Xingsoul's eyes were already wide open, as if he wanted to see all the trajectories of this knife.

The next moment, the long knife fell to the ground, and the sound of a knife fairy also failed to come out a little more.

"Bang!" the sound of a sword fairy falling to the ground stirred up a cloud of dust as the horse neighed. The single knife that had been lifted above his head fell straight down, plunging into the blood-stained earth, letting out a wail.

"Dead?"

Whether it was Meng Xingsoul's four or the tall boss who had just been pushed away by Jiang Feng, they didn't see anything clearly. The only thing they saw was a sword immortal raising the long knife high, and then, the whole person had already fallen.

Jiang Feng flicked the index finger of his right hand lightly, and a drop of red blood flew out, and before it landed, it had already evaporated under the scorching sun. For this bright and bright world, dyed a trace of red.

Turning around, Jiang Feng walked towards Wanhualou step by step. Behind him, the blood on the body of a sword immortal had already flowed more and more, staining a large piece of loess red.

"Eh, this lord, you have really done us a great disservice to Happy Town. This one-knife immortal he oppressed the good and did a lot of evil on weekdays, today, we look forward to the stars, the moon, and finally look forward to you, the big hero!"

Jiang Feng just said coldly to this old bustard who had been covered with rouge for several layers: "Prepare the best room, the best wine and food, and also, give them five to wash and get new clothes!"

"Okay, please, please!"

The wind has passed, and the corpse of a sword fairy has begun to dry, and the rivers and lakes are like this, helpless, cruel, and realistic...... (To be continued.) )