At the end of the street, a white steed galloped forward, its supple mane rising in the wind. On horseback sat a mighty middle-aged man, his appearance was heroic, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his body was condensed with a strong killing intent.

Behind the horses, nearly a hundred guards followed, the cold iron armor burst out with fiery battle intent, the halberd in their hands was bloodstained, it looked quite old, but the condensed evil qi was almost condensed into substance. About twenty soldiers were armed with iron bows and carried quivers, the arrows in which shimmered with cold light, as if they were made of cold iron.

"The person I'm waiting for is here. ”

Xu Qing stood with his hands in his hands, turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, and said to Xiao Changfeng behind him.

"You... Do you want to kill the City Lord?" Xiao Changfeng was a little unfavorable when he spoke at this time, he had seen such a bold person, but he had never seen such a bold person, did he want to shake the entire Feng City by himself?

Fan Shixun gently hugged Fan Zhe's gradually cold body, the grief in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the killing intent became stronger and stronger. He carefully arranged Fan Zhe's shirt and smoothed out the folds one by one, making his child look more decent. At this moment he is no longer the lord of a city, but just a father.

Out of respect for Fan Shixun, during this period, Xu Qing did not make a sneak attack, although it would be easier for him to do so. Although Xu Qing had a reason to kill him, this did not prevent him from respecting a loving father.

"Did you kill my son?" Fan Shixun turned his cold gaze to Xu Qing and said indifferently.

"Yes. Xu Qing still stood with his hands behind his back, and he didn't seem to be worried about his safety, and this is exactly the case, if he hadn't built a foundation, he might not dare to be so unscrupulous, but after building a foundation, as long as he wasn't arrogant and careless, it would be difficult for these people to hurt him.

"Why?" Fan Shixun asked, the blood in his eyes became thicker, and the cold killing intent had begun to be uncontrollable.

"He deserves to die, there is justice in the world, the souls who died innocently in his hands and the weak who were bullied by him need an explanation. Xu Qing said indifferently, his eyes became more and more cold, the tavern owner had told him that the lord of Maple City was also arrogant and domineering, and his deeds were as good as his son.

"I don't care what he does, I only know that he is my son, and I will not allow anyone to harm him, even if he falls into the hell of Ah Bi for this, and he will never be reborn, I will protect him. Fan Shixun gently flattened Fan Zhe's body, stood up, and looked at Xu Qing, the divine light in his eyes was as sharp as a sword.

"You are a qualified father, but you are not a qualified city lord. Xu Qing said with emotion.

"All soldiers obey the order, no one is allowed to make a move, I will personally behead him, violators, beheaded!" Fan Shixun shouted, and then jumped and landed on the roof of the tavern, while Xiao Changfeng fell to the ground under Fan Shixun's signal.

Fan Shixun shouted, and his whole body suddenly radiated a golden light, like an angry King Kong, and the majesty was even greater. His palms were like gold casting, completely turning golden yellow, carrying unparalleled might, slapping at Xu Qing's protective aura and pulling the whistling wind.

Xu Qing also urged the true yuan to the extreme, and the five-colored spiritual light on the protective light curtain in front of him became more and more brilliant, and the extremely strong palm instantly slapped on the light curtain, and the vibrating energy surged violently, and the tiles on the roof of the tavern were either lifted off or shattered.

Fan Shixun's golden palm was completely immersed in the protective light curtain, but at this time, it was difficult to advance an inch, the golden light on the palm flowed, and the strong energy gushed out, but the thin light curtain was like a quagmire, unloading the energy from all directions.

Xu Qing's understanding of martial arts is also deeper now, martial arts cultivation to the extreme, it is also very terrifying, Fan Shixun almost broke his protective light curtain with the power of one palm, and at that moment, the tiles under Xu Qing's feet were completely shattered. It's a pity that ordinary immortal cultivators don't give martial artists a chance to get close at all, they only need to stand on top of the flying sword, and they are already invincible.

With no intention of entangling with Fan Shixun any longer, the spirit sword in Xu Qing's hand flashed with spiritual light, and three brilliant sword qi shot out, directly approaching Fan Shixun, completely blocking his upper, middle and lower three ways, so that he had to contend with the sword qi head-on.

"Sword qi?" Fan Shixun was startled, and quickly retreated, his body jumped high, turned his palm into a fist, and the golden fist with his body smashed violently into a sword qi on the road like a meteor, the fist wind roared, at this moment Fan Shixun was like a god of war, mighty and domineering.

The golden fist met the sword qi, the sword qi shattered, and the golden light circulating above the iron fist seemed to be much dimmer, and the sword qi in the middle was almost close to Fan Shixun's chest and shot backwards, this move can be described as dangerous and dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Fan Shixun showed his extremely keen combat instincts at this time, even if the situation was extremely urgent, he still maintained the most sober mind, made the most correct judgment, and even if the killing intent in his heart was awe-inspiring, he was still not impatient.

With the opportunity to fight against the sword qi, Fan Shixun approached Xu Qing again, and the golden light on his right fist soared again, like a golden sun shining, his body was as light as the wind, constantly changing the angle to attack Xu Qing, and the golden fist fell on Xu Qing's protective light curtain like raindrops.

The golden fist shadow was constantly imprinted on the light curtain, and layers of ripples spread outward from the landing point of the fist shadow, and the fist shadow became faster and faster, like a storm, and the light curtain began to fluctuate violently, as if it would collapse at any time. Fan Shixun actually relied on his outstanding fighting talent to shake Xu Qing's body protection light curtain.

Xu Qing twisted his body slightly, a very insignificant movement, but it brought an amazing effect, the originally violently turbulent ripples on the body protection light curtain seemed to be instantly smoothed by a gentle palm, and the light curtain that almost collapsed was stabilized again.

"Damn, you tried my hand. ”

Fan Shixun roared angrily, the sword on his waist was instantly pulled out, and the earth-shattering momentum surged out from above the three-foot green edge, and the cold cold light on the blade flickered. Fan Shixun held the sword in his hand, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed again, like a general who was invincible in a hundred battles, majestic.

"The city lord is a god. Xiao Changfeng shouted loudly.

"City Lord, City Lord, City Lord..."

The soldiers on the street echoed and shouted in unison, and boundless glory and pride rose from their hearts, and they would clear the way for the city lord with his sword. The momentum of all the soldiers condensed into one, and the monstrous coercion locked Xu Qing, the city lord, and borrowed the momentum of a city.

The roar seemed to pierce the golden cracking stone, arousing the blood in everyone's hearts, Fan Shixun's momentum was even worse, while Xu Qing looked a little embarrassed, no matter how strong he was, it was difficult for him to fight against a city at the same time.

Fortunately, Fan Shixun, the city lord, is very unpopular, and the people in the city are still watching coldly, if all the people in the city are boosting Fan Shixun's momentum at the same time, then Xu Qing can only choose to flee quickly and find an opportunity to make a move in the future.

Xu Qing had been defending almost all the time before, and even Fan Shixun couldn't see his depth. Under the oppression of this monstrous momentum, Xu Qing's momentum soared suddenly, and the momentum of the skyrocketing instantly broke through the lock of the momentum of the soldiers below, and the unique coercion of the immortal cultivator made all the soldiers unconsciously afraid, and they did not dare to look directly at Xu Qing anymore.

He was like a god, standing proudly and looking at the world, so that everyone did not dare to look up.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, Fan Shixun held the Qingfeng Sword and slashed towards Xu Qing, and thousands of sword shadows almost submerged Xu Qing. It's a pity that these methods may be effective for those who learn martial arts, but they are completely ineffective for those who cultivate immortals, and with his strong spiritual sense, Xu Qing can firmly lock the trajectory of Fan Shixun's sword dance.

Xu Qing held the spirit sword in his hand and slashed towards a certain void, and with a "bang", the sound of the sword breaking clearly sounded in everyone's ears. The voice is so crisp and pleasant, but for Fan Shixun, it is so desperate and helpless.

Fan Shixun looked at the broken sword in his hand in a daze, the indestructible sword that had followed him for more than twenty years was easily cut off by the other party without any suspense, which made him unacceptable for a while. The Vajra fist method can't break through the opponent's defense, and the sword is easily cut off by the opponent, what else can he rely on to avenge his son?

"Are you desperate? Are you unwilling? Are you angry? Are you helpless? Are those unjust souls who died at the hands of your son the same as you? Although those people were killed by your son, in the final analysis, you are the real murderer, and you are conniving at him to do evil and kill people. Also, your son also died because of you, if you hadn't connived at his misdeeds, how could he provoke me, and how could I kill him?" Xu Qing sneered, and his cold voice pierced Fan Shixun's heart like a sharp sword.

The expression on Fan Shixun's face changed sharply, the madness in his eyes became stronger and stronger, his eyes gradually became blood-red, and he roared frantically: "How can those untouchables compare with my son, I am the lord of Fengcheng, and the lives of all the people in the city are under my control, if I want him to live, he will live, if I want him to die, they must die, I am the heaven of Fengcheng, the sky and even the high existence, die in the hands of the sky, that is their glory and destiny." ”

More and more people watched the streets, and all of them listened to the words of the city lord, and the sound of invective gradually sounded, at first inaudible, and as time went on, the sound grew louder and louder, and finally flooded the streets.

Fan Shixun became more and more irritated by the flood of insults, and he yelled at the soldiers defending the city on the street: "If you don't kill him for the city lord, use the iron bow and shoot him, whoever kills him will be rewarded by the city lord." ”

The soldiers with iron bows on their backs looked at each other, there was a trace of anger in their eyes, most of their relatives were people in the city, and they were greatly disappointed by the words of the city lord before, but the military order was difficult, so they had to take out the arrows from the quiver behind their backs and put them on the iron bow. It's just that their movements are slow, and it's obvious that they just can't work.

"What's the matter? You can also order your soldiers, those innocent souls who died in vain, they are destined to die?" Xu Qing said coldly, and then the spirit sword in his hand turned into a streamer and slashed past Fan Shixun's neck. The spirit sword instantly reversed and returned, and Xu Qing turned into a rainbow and flew away.

Until Xu Qing completely disappeared into the distant sky, the streets became silent, and the falling needles could be heard.

"Poof!"

"Immortal Manifestation! Immortal Manifestation..."

The people on the street who stopped to watch knelt down one after another, and the cry shook the sky, and the scene was extremely spectacular and shocking.

No one noticed that on the roof of the tavern, Fan Shixun suddenly burst blood from his neck, and then fell to the roof, even if he fell, he still had an incredible expression on his face.