Wanyu City is full of gravel streets, there is no rain, Yu Fei is dressed in white, holding a green umbrella and walking slowly.

From time to time, a cloudy wind blew, filling the white clothes with a cold wind, and the blowing sound was rustling, but it soon disappeared and returned to calm.

Yu Fei knew that this was a ghost creature testing him, but after perceiving it, he knew that he was invincible, and quickly slipped away with his clothes.

Yu Fei didn't pay attention to it, the place he was going to was the deepest part, and that was his battlefield.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, suddenly a biting cold wind blew, which was worse than the cold of the inverted spring, and it was bone-chilling.

Yu Fei stretched out his hand to feel it, and found that there was suddenly more moisture in the air, and there was also the sound of gurgling water behind him.

Crooked his neck and looked back, only to see the sewage in the river next to him climb up along the embankment, like blood stains towards Yu Fei, at first very slow, but faster and faster, when close to Yu Fei, quickly splashed and shot at Yu Fei's face, but when it was about to arrive, it suddenly turned around and stabbed the back of the neck.

Yu Fei chuckled, turned his two fingers into a sword and pointed a little behind him, a terrible and painful sound sounded, and a figure flew out of the sewage, his clothes were ragged and tattered, and a few pieces of rags covered his body, like a scavenger, his hair was messy and wet on his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly, his complexion was pale and swollen, obviously soaked for a long time.

Yu Fei glanced at it and whispered, "Water ghosts." ”

The water ghost was a little weak, took two steps back, looked at Yu Fei in horror and scolded: "You are not at all in the early stage of foundation building, you actually conceal your cultivation as a deception, you want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and the young man does not talk about martial arts", so he was about to escape.

Yu Fei chuckled at the corner of his mouth, he was indeed not in the early stage of foundation building, but just now he only used the strength of the early stage of foundation building, and he deliberately suppressed it, otherwise this water ghost would have died a long time ago.

Seeing that he fled and did not move under his feet, he just shot out a sword qi from between his fingers, seriously injuring him again.

Yu Fei shook his head, the sword intent he learned from Luochen has always only mastered a trace of fur, if he learns it all, it stands to reason that one finger in the early stage of foundation building is enough to kill the water ghost in the middle stage of foundation building.

The water ghost was already frightened and trembling, and wanted to beg for mercy and let go, but after looking at Yu Fei's unfazed black eyes, he looked at him indifferently, knowing that it was useless, and flew towards the river again.

Seeing this, Yu Fei shot out another finger of sword qi, but the inside was replaced by the basic sword intent that he had already comprehended, and a sword hit his heart, and after the water ghost screamed, his soul flew away in the air.

Yu Fei shook his fingertips, still shook his head, and continued to walk forward, just now he learned to control the spiritual power, but he didn't want to inject too little, if it weren't for the water ghost, he was seriously injured by the first two sword qi, and he couldn't kill if he wanted to.

The artistic conception of having no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart only grasps the fur, and the fine control of this spiritual power is only the fur, and it seems that this sword and bamboo will have to continue to work hard to water it after going back.

Yu Fei restrained his thoughts, his divine sense covered the surroundings, and continued to walk deeper, although the surface was breezy and light, but there should still be vigilance, in case Leng Buding was cold, who would he go to?

After traveling for thousands of meters, from time to time a few little ghosts pounced on them and became the souls of Yu Fei's sword, but these were too weak to arouse Yu Fei's fighting spirit at all.

At this moment, a blood-red box floated towards Yu Fei, hovering five meters away from Yu Fei, motionless, but there was blood oozing out of the box, ticking to the ground.

Yu Fei smiled contemptuously, I think this box is to lure the enemy, but I also want to practice swords, so I will fulfill your wish.

The next sword qi split the blood-colored box, and what was contained in it was a bloody human head, looking at that appearance, it was the same as Yu Fei, and the scared dirty pig was a spirit, hugging Yu Fei's neck.

The skull's eyelids trembled slightly, and slowly opened, leaving two lines of bloody tears in his blood-red eyes, and suddenly screamed, and rushed towards Yu Fei.

Yu Fei's facial expression, this kind of trick naturally couldn't scare him, it was still just a finger, and a sword qi penetrated his brain.

The skull screamed and then exploded violently, turning into a cloud of blood-colored mist and condensing into ten sword qi that shot towards Yu Fei.

Yu Fei said with a smile: "This ghost path is worth learning in terms of morphological changes, if it is that arrogant person, maybe you will be confused by the trick." ”

As he spoke, he threw the green umbrella upwards in his hand, freed his hands, and condensed two sword qi on the left and right, and the cold light flashed, and the ten blood-colored sword qi were all shot down.

The green umbrella slowly fell, Yu Fei opened his palm, caught it again, and held it steadily.

Looking ahead again, I saw a middle-aged male ghost Dao sword cultivator, the long sword slashed the ground with a piercing sound, and a small ravine spread behind him.

Half of the ghost's body was torn and covered in blood, and there was no flesh on its shoulders, and it was as if it had been affected by an explosion.

As a ghost body, he can obviously transform at will, but he didn't do it, the anger and killing intent in his eyes, coupled with the body that deliberately maintained his pre-death appearance, seemed to be accusing, and it seemed to be venting his unwillingness, why was he inexplicably affected to death by the explosion, what did he do wrong?

Slowly approaching Yu Fei, the long sword rose from the ground and pointed at Yu Fei's face door and shouted: "The swordsmanship is good, I will choose you tonight, I will send you to the ghost, or you will send my soul back." ”

After that, it turned into an afterimage, like a ghost, oh no

, is a ghost, extremely fast, far from the speed that ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building can have.

Yu Fei didn't dare to be careless, he put away the green umbrella with his left hand, and pointed his right hand into a sword, and instantly slashed at his left eye.

The sound of broken strings sounded, which was not only a collision, but also the sound of Yu Fei's condensed sword qi being cut off, but the opponent's long sword was also paused, and when it came again in the next moment, Yu Fei condensed a new sword qi and greeted it.

The opponent's sword may be because of the body of the ghost, it is really as erratic as the phantom, like rain and wind, there is no way to prevent it, Yu Fei is always barely blocked at critical moments, and several times he has no time to condense the sword qi, so he has to use the green umbrella in his left hand to defend it, and he can barely support it.

Sen Ran's sword light volleyed down in the air, and Yu Fei, who was forced by the rabbit and the tiger, was unable to support left and right, so he had to infuse more spiritual power into the sword qi, and after increasing the power, he struck away his sword, and took a step back to open the distance.

This ghost cultivator's hair was messy, and he wantonly covered his face with a shawl, and asked admiringly: "Although my cultivation has slipped from the Yudan to the late stage of foundation building, my sword is by no means something that ordinary foundation building monks can catch, Xiao You's ability, which force cultivated it?"

Yu Fei looked at him solemnly and replied, "Senluo Courtyard." ”

The ghost cultivator praised: "It is worthy of being a senior disciple of the first academy, you are practicing sword intent if you refuse to draw the real sword, the trace of sword intent lingering on the sword qi makes me afraid, it seems that I have touched the realm of cutting my heart, it is really a young talent, the pride of the sky, the body of the ghost can fight for this life, but it is not bad, so you will do it, take the sword." ”

In the yin wind, the ghost shadow is full of sword energy, and the white-clothed man is surrounded by the sword qi.

The two sword lights mottled each other, like a thousand bells ringing in unison, and in an instant the air was cut off, exploding cyan sparks, which were a handful of fireworks that were suddenly born and annihilated in an instant, between the sword shadows of the two and the dancing figures, it seemed to be a flash in the pan and then disappeared, and the surrounding ruins flickered, and the frightened surrounding ghosts fled in surprise.

The ghost cultivator scolded: "The spiritual power is not condensed enough, it will be shattered with one blow, the control is not precise enough, a large number of escapes, that sword intent is even more occasional, the master of Senluo Academy is like this?

Yu Fei didn't refute, only the first layer of sword intent he completely mastered, but the other party has been immersed in kendo for more than a hundred years, and he has also mastered it, as for the second layer of sword intent, he felt it from the falling dust, and he couldn't help himself when he was instantaneous, and there was no time to condense between the rapid fights, so it came and went.

As for the control of spiritual power, Yu Fei has actually just learned, but fortunately, Xia Yiqiu's predecessors have a vicious vision, and they forced Yu Fei to water the sword and bamboo first, and then slowly learned to control it.

So for a while, he was suppressed by this ghost Dao sword cultivator, and several cuts were made on his body, and the scared dirty pig escaped to the ruins on the side to watch the battle, saying that he was too heavy, for fear of hindering Yu Fei's battle.

The ghost cultivator looked at the wounds and breath on Yu Fei's body and asked, "Xiaoyou wants to suppress the cultivation, right?" If it was an ordinary foundation building early stage, he would have died a long time ago, and the breath would not be so stable, restore your original cultivation, otherwise it would be an insult to me to fight like this." ”

Yu Fei nodded and admitted, but he did not restore his original cultivation, after all, the other party temporarily became a ghost cultivator, and his cultivation was a big loss, if he took the cultivation of the Dan as a bully, but if he continued to build the foundation in the early stage of cultivation as the enemy, Yu Fei had to admit that he was stunned to pretend to be forced, and he really couldn't beat it.

Therefore, I had to mention Xiuwei to the later stage of foundation building, be equal to him, and have a head-on kendo confrontation.

Seeing this, the ghost cultivator said hello and attacked again.

Yu Fei was also very excited, after improving his cultivation, his speed and strength far exceeded before, and he would no longer be overstretched, and he could comprehend the sword intent.

The ghost cultivated his body, and the cold light of the Dao Dao took Yu Fei's throat, and every sword was full of desolate and murderous intent, but he did not do his best, he vented the hatred in his heart, but he couldn't bear to kill Yu Fei, such a good seedling.

Yu Fei's speed is not behind him, but the strength is above him, every time the two swords intersect, the ghost cultivator always has to suffer a small loss, dull for a few tenths of a second, and it also gives Yu Fei time to re-condense the sword qi, one after another sword light is like a dragon swimming out of the sea, and the sword is sealed.

The cyan aura scattered in all directions, shooting out the ruins one by one, and the sky that also reflected it was bright and shining, attracting a group of monks to come and watch, and they all applauded loudly.

The battle lasted for two hours, and Yu Fei gradually turned around from weakness, on par with it, but he took advantage of his physical strength and spiritual power, and the ghost cultivator saw that he couldn't support it in physical strength and spiritual power.

Seeing this, Yu Fei repelled it and said, "Enough, let's stop here today." ”

When the ghost cultivator heard this, he looked at the monks around him, and a tragic aura rose sharply, and he said, "Okay."

Then he stimulated all his remaining ghost qi, wanted to make the last sword, and said to Yu Fei: "Take out all your strength and give me a ride." ”

Yu Fei glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at the monks around him, instantly understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "I said that I would come here today, not to kill you, but to say that when you recover later, we will have another competition."

The ghost cultivator's stunned expression instantly froze, and there was a trace of doubt and light in the deep dead man's eyes, and he looked at Yu Fei in a daze, as if his brain had been short-circuited.

Yu Fei smiled and said, "Let's go, I'm different from them, I don't shout and kill when I see a ghost cultivator", and then showed him again

The little ghosts who took refuge in the green umbrella dispelled his doubts.

The surrounding crowd was also stunned, and after being stunned for a few seconds, they asked: "Where did you come from, a monk, you actually want to let go of this ghost, don't you know that they are inherently evil? ”

"It's better not to kill, get out of the way, kill the credit of this ghost cultivator, I want the five tigers of the township", said that the five strong men walked out and greeted Yu Fei and the ghost cultivator.

"Let's share a piece of the pie together for such a good thing, count me in, I also want to learn the swordsmanship of this ghost cultivator"

“...”

There were voices of suppression all around, and Yu Fei couldn't help but sneer: "If this ghost cultivation is in its heyday, I'm afraid you will all be afraid of three points, now that he is weak, he has the benefit of taking it for nothing, and everyone is bold, which is enough to be embarrassing." ”

A sarcasm caused the ghost to look sideways, puzzled, the young man in front of him could obviously walk away, why did he deliberately help him attract hatred?

The monks who surrounded him were torn off their masks and humiliated by Yu Fei, and they were even more angry, and when they saw that their own people were powerful, they were angry: "I have long seen that you are wrong, aren't you a spy on the ghost cultivator's side?"

"I look like it, otherwise how would I think of keeping this ghost for a life, just this one, he would be a traitor. ”

"Even he killed him, in this chaotic place, one more person cannot be held accountable. ”

After saying that, dozens of Zhuji shouted and killed, and sacrificed weapons to shoot at Yu Fei and Ghost Xiu.

Seeing this, the ghost cultivator faced the direction with the largest number of people, stopped in front of Yu Fei, forced a breath, his eyes were gloomy and resolute, and he planned to take the attack and kill of dozens of monks of the same level, and said to Yu Fei: "Thank you, Xiaoyou, I had a great time fighting the last battle." ”

Yu Fei saw that he had the will to die, and also, even in his heyday, he couldn't face dozens of attacks of the same level, not to mention that he had fought with Yu Fei for several hours, and his strength had been exhausted, and there was no other possibility of death in this state.

But how could Yu Fei watch others die for him? Stretching out his left hand, he gently pushed the ghost Xiu's shoulder and said, "Brother ghost, please let me go, it's hindering me from using the sword." ”

Yan took out the five dragon golden swords from the ring, took a few steps forward, and when the dozens of besieging foundations approached, the dragon groaned, the sword roared like a cuckoo crying blood, piercing and singing, a sword light flashed, and blood splashed all around.

The dozens of foundations all flew upside down, and the blood spurted out happened to circle around, as poignant as blood flowers on ice.

A few seconds later, they landed on the ground, all of them were seriously injured, they couldn't struggle, and they looked at Yu Fei in horror one by one, not daring to speak.

The ghost cultivator also sighed, he really didn't do his best, he was just refining his sword skills.

Yu Fei waved his sword, and a calm voice sounded, but it was as cold as the stagnant water in the secluded well: "Whether it is a ghost or a person, I will protect the good, I will kill the evil, and those who do not accept it will come forward and lead the death." ”

Many onlookers were shocked, angry, frightened and frightened when they heard this, how could there be such an alternative among the human race, they actually wanted to protect the ghosts and kill people, but they were still so strong.

At this time, a laugh broke the silence: "Okay, good, your words are really heroic, but you are no different from a bear to bully a group of Zhuji with Yu Dan Xiu as a bully." ”

Yu Fei sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Then you want to try?"

The person who came pulled out the scimitar, licked his lips, and said with a hint of bloodlust and a smile: "This nature can't lose the face of our human race, and it can't let you go." ”

Someone in the crowd recognized him and exclaimed: "That's the demon sword Yuan Pengtian, it is said that fifty years ago, it was cultivated in the late stage of the Yudan, and now it must be even better, and he can avenge and vent his anger for us." ”

"I didn't expect him to come here, it's really providential, otherwise he would really have left this human rebellion and ghost cultivation. ”

"Yuan Pengtian, kill him, we will witness for you, and the headlines on tomorrow's front page will be you. ”

Demon Dao Yuan Pengtian listened to the shouts around him, it was not difficult for him to imagine that he was afraid that the media would come to interview him at night, and his fame would rise to a higher level at that time, and he said to Yu Fei with a cruel smile: "Thank you, the stepping stone on my way to growth, although I won't remember you, but I allow you to be proud of this moment." ”

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After that, the dark lines on the demon knife lit up, and with a sharpness that was more calm than that of the ghost cultivator, it turned into an afterimage and slashed towards Yu Fei's heart.

Yu Fei watched the trajectory of his demon knife intently, slowly raised the sword, and in the next second, his footsteps moved slightly, and he was already out of shape.

The swords intersected and trembled, making the sound of ten thousand pianos jumping on the strings.

In the next second, when the onlookers saw the figure again, the demon sword Yuan Pengtian had already fallen in a pool of blood, out of breath.

Yu Fei hooked his storage ring with aura, put it in his arms, tilted his head slightly, pointed his sword and said proudly: "Is there anything else to block the way?"

The onlookers were shocked, and it was a second kill, and Yuan Pengtian, the demon sword in the late Dan period, was also killed in seconds, which could not be stopped at all, although it was full of unwillingness and grievances, but it could only get out of the way.

Seeing this, Yu Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, took out a wine jug and took a sip, and said to the ghost: "Go, find a place to drink." ”

When the ghost cultivator heard this, he lost his mind for a second, and his cynical, cold and murderous eyes became warm, and he grinned: "Okay." ”