Xu Qingmei and Zhang Xuanji looked at each other, and finally she slowly let go of the clothes she was holding.

Zhang Xuanji smiled at her, strode open the door and walked out.

The corridor that was still full of people when I came just now was empty at this time, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

Zhang Xuanji jumped down the corridor and landed in the lobby on the first floor of the Welcome Building.

The next moment, countless black-clothed people poured out from all directions, surrounding Zhang Xuanji.

These black-clothed people were tightly wrapped in black cloth from head to toe, revealing only a pair of eyes, in order not to be identified by Zhang Xuanji.

If this situation appeared at night, it would be reasonable, but at this moment, it was a blue sky and a bright day.

The welcome building, which has always been lively, does not see half of the guests at the moment, only this group of people in black, which is really weird.

Zhang Xuanji looked at these black-clothed people, sneered and said, "Is your identity so shady? You have to hide under the black cloth in broad daylight, it seems that you have done a lot of bad things!"

The leader of the men in black pinched his throat and said: "Zhang Xuanji, we want to let you live, but you yourself have to go to a dead end, don't blame us on Huangquan Road!"

Zhang Xuanji looked at the man in black and sneered: "Xu Wende, do you think that I won't recognize you if you pinch your throat and make strange noises? How did my father Zhang Yilin treat you back then, how did you treat your Xu family, how did you repay him, how did you repay our Zhang family?"

"Are you Zhang Shizi?" asked a voice in the crowd of men in black.

Zhang Xuanji glanced at the man: "Yes, I am Zhang Xuanji of the Zhang family in Lin'an City!"

"What!"

Several black-clothed people were obviously surprised: "Zhang Shizi, aren't you dead?

"Master Xu, your Xu family and the Zhang family are world friends, how can you do anything to Zhang Shizi?"

Xu Wende knew that his identity had been exposed, but he was still reluctant to pull off the mask.

In the face of everyone's doubts, he didn't want to say more, so he directly ordered: "This person is impersonating! Kill me!"

With Xu Wende's order, the men in black raised their long knives and rushed towards Zhang Xuanji.

Zhang Xuanji held the sword in his left hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and rushed towards the gate.

"The sword is like a dragon!"

Zhang Xuanji let out a low shout, and the long sword on his waist was already out of the sheath, which was the first move of the Ten Thousand Sword Trick to draw the sword.

The cold light stabbed forward, and the sword momentum was unstoppable, indestructible, and unbreakable.

Dingdingding......

A series of metal strikes made a crunching sound.

Zhang Xuanji swung away the swords of seven or eight black-clothed men with a single sword, and the powerful sword intent qi machine forced a way in the crowd.

Zhang Xuan's body burst out and burst into the crowd.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanji was only seven steps away from Xu Wende, who was blocking the door of the welcome building.

The men in black turned their weapons one after another and attacked Zhang Xuanji from all directions.

"Swords in all directions!"

The long sword in Zhang Xuanji's hand flew, like a Taoist practice, and the sword shadow filled the sky for a while.

At the same time, Zhang Xuanji's ninefold powerful spiritual power exploded, and the powerful qi wave swept away.

With the blessing of powerful spiritual power, the long sword in Zhang Xuanji's hand shines brightly.

The sword spread out in all directions, and the sky was full of sword shadows, and circles of thin silk threads of sword qi were like ripples on the surface of the water, rippling in him.

Boom Boom!

The sword qi raged rampantly, and the many black-clothed people who surrounded Zhang Xuanji were forced to retreat.

Zhang Xuanji grabbed the gap and suddenly returned the sword into the sheath, and his toes lightly shot out of his body.

A cold light appeared in front of Zhang Xuan's body, and it was the first move of the Ten Thousand Sword Trick to draw a sword-like sword like a dragon.

That cold mang went forward, invincible, and went straight to Xu Wende.

Xu Wende was also startled in the face of Zhang Xuanji's blow, and the powerful spiritual power swept through, and his figure flashed to the side.

Although his cultivation was far superior to Zhang Xuanji, the Ten Thousand Sword Technique was exquisite, and he did not dare to meet its edge.

At this time, what Zhang Xuanji used was not the Ten Thousand Sword Sect's reform of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect with flaws, but the true Sword Emperor inheritance from the Black Tower of Sumeru.

Even if Xu Wende's cultivation was far superior to Zhang Xuanji, and he made the correct way to avoid and deal with this sword in time, Zhang Xuanji's sword still stabbed Xu Wende's throat.

It's a pity that Xu Wende's cultivation is indeed too much better than Zhang Xuanji, and he finally escaped from this sword.

Zhang Xuanji's sword brought up a string of blood beads in the air and rolled Xu Wende's mask down.

Xu Wende flashed to the side, covering his stabbed neck with one hand and his exposed face with the other, looking extremely frightened.

Zhang Xuanji waved his long sword and threw Xu Wende's fig leaf on the ground: "Xu Wende, your fig leaf is useless!"

Xu Wende's face was flushed, angry and annoyed, ashamed and shocked.

He was so angry that he jumped like thunder: "What are you doing in a daze? Kill me!"

Only then did the black-clothed men react and attack Zhang Xuanji again.

Zhang Xuanji put the sword into the sheath again, and the sword was drawn again, and the cold light instantly pierced the throat of a man in black.

The black-clothed man's eyes widened, he didn't expect until he died that he couldn't even catch a sword under Zhang Xuanji, who was also in the Spirit Building Realm.

Zhang Xuanji strode out, the sword spread out in all directions, and the sword qi around him was raging, forcing the black-clothed people who were blocking the gate to retreat one after another, and he actually killed out of the welcome building unscathed.

Xu Wende saw that Zhang Xuanji actually killed out of the welcome building, and he was furious: "What are you doing in a daze?

After Zhang Xuanji came out of the welcome building, he looked at the lively and prosperous Lin'an street that was empty at the moment, and he didn't dare to be careless.

The Xu family, as the second largest family in Lin'an City, and now the first largest family, has more than that.

Although there are a large number of black-clothed people besieging themselves in the welcome building, most of them are cultivating in the spiritual realm.

His current cultivation was the ninefold peak of the Spirit Realm, and no matter how many people there were, they could not pose a mortal threat to themselves.

Zhang Xuanji began to evacuate outside the city of Lin'an, and the city was now full of Xu family forces, and it was never wise to entangle him.

Many black-clothed people poured out of the welcome building, holding weapons and chasing Zhang Xuanji.

Most of them are not as good as Zhang Xuanji's cultivation, so they can't catch up at all.

Among them, there are only a few black-clothed people who are the same as Zhang Xuanji, and although they can barely catch up, they can't pose any obstruction or threat to Zhang Xuanji at all.

Zhang Xuanji saw that these people were in hot pursuit, so he simply fought with a few people.

Although their cultivation is comparable to Zhang Xuanji, their combat power is very different.

Zhang Xuanji used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, almost killing him, and in just three rounds, all these black-clothed people died of hatred.

Zhang Xuanji glanced at the man in black who had caught up, and the Nine Spiritual Enhancements exploded with all his might.

His toes tapped the ground, and his figure rose into the air and landed on the roof.

"Death!" a voice sounded behind him.

This man had already been lying in ambush on the roof with the intention of sneaking up on him, and he was far better than himself.