I saw a person walking out of the crowd facing Feng Yuan. This person's aura was sharp, as if a long sword was walking, and its sharp edge was revealed.
When Ye Lingfeng saw this, Dark Sword made a bad sound. This person's cultivation has reached the stage of turning into a void, but the cultivation of Dao Zongyun and others is still at the peak of Yuanying. Although it has improved in the past few months, compared to the cultivators who have turned into a void. It's still a bit worse.
After all, not everyone possesses several magic weapons and god-level skills like her. Therefore, seeing such a scene, Ye Lingfeng knew that if he, the client, did not come forward, things would definitely get into trouble. If In that case, his sin would be greater.
"Who are you? Ye Lingfeng is already dead. How can a dead man be compared to Mr. Feng Yuan? It's really ridiculous." The sword-like man who transformed into a void came to the center of the crowd and said coldly to Dao Zongyun.
He didn't take action because he didn't lose himself in such a situation, nor did he blindly worship Feng Yuan.
After all, they both belong to the Realm of Transformation. He admires Feng Yuan because he should respect Feng Yuan for what he has done. If he were in that situation, he might not be able to do it, but Feng Yuan can, so he Admire Feng Yuan.
However, at this moment, comparing a dead person to Feng Yuan was simply insulting and really abominable.
However, Ye Lingfeng can be regarded as a young genius, but it is a pity that God is jealous of talents. If Ye Lingfeng is still alive, he can compete with Feng Yuan.
"Fart, Brother Ye is not dead at all. How can the Feng Yuan in your mouth compare to him? I, Dao Zongyun, will come to meet you." Dao Zongyun stood up immediately after hearing this. His temper was already hot, and he belonged to That kind of easy-going character, coupled with his confrontation with Ye Lingfeng, although Ye Lingfeng is missing at the moment, he believes that Ye Lingfeng is definitely not dead.
But now someone actually said that he was dead. How could he tolerate it? Not only did he stand up, but he also took out the long knife in his hand.
"Dao Zongyun? Divine Sword Sect? Who are you, Lian Batian?" The man saw Dao Zongyun coming out. The long knife in his hand was immediately recognized.
The sword is five feet long and has a hook at the back of the blade one inch lower. The blade is extremely heavy. Ordinary monks rarely use this weapon. There is only one kind of person who can use such a seemingly heavy weapon. That's the people from the Divine Sword Sect.
However, the people in the Shen Dao Sect are all a group of lunatics, which can also be called martial arts idiots. Such people often have a certain obsession with swords and believe that the sword is the king of weapons.
Therefore, thousands of years ago, a Mahayana monk who claimed to be the King of Swords created a sect when he was about to ascend to the immortal world. A sect that only those who were interested in the way of the sword could join.
"Who are you and why do you know my master's name?" Although Dao Zongyun looks simple and honest, he has a delicate mind and is often smarter than those who think they are smart.
At this moment, he felt the strong sword intent coming from the man, and knew that this man came with bad intentions, but he did not flinch, but directly called himself Lian Batian's disciple.
"Okay, very good. I didn't expect Lian Batian's disciple to be so dull. You said Ye Lingfeng is not dead, but I don't know what evidence is there. How did you know that Feng Yuan is not as good as Ye Lingfeng?"
The man obviously didn't bother to fight with Dao Zongyun, and immediately put pressure on him with words, hoping that Dao Zongyun would retreat despite the difficulties. If he didn't repent, then he could only let Dao Zongyun take action first and teach him a lesson for self-defense. Presumably it doesn't violate Qingcheng's regulations.
"You...I just believe that Ye Lingfeng is not dead. You are looking for trouble. Believe it or not, I will beat you up..." Dao Zongyun is extremely angry. Indeed, he cannot compare to the man in terms of words, but he believes that the man can only reach the Nascent Soul realm. , couldn't help but stretched out his fist to teach him a lesson.
However, following his order, people on Ye Lingfeng's side rushed towards him one after another.
For a moment, the monks outside Qingyue Restaurant started fighting again, but Dao Zongyun was pulled back.
Dao Zongyun was stunned. He was about to turn around and yell, but he saw that the person holding him was Zheng Tianhao. He couldn't help but said angrily: "What are you doing to hold me back, you stupid old man? He insulted Brother Ye, I want to beat him to death." .”
Zheng Tianhao shook his head and was not angry because of Dao Zongyun's tone, because he knew that Dao Zongyun had always been like this and was just used to it. He immediately explained: "Stop making trouble, private fighting is prohibited in Qingcheng. Soon, the ban will be lifted." The guards will come over, and by then it won’t be clear even if it makes sense.”
Dao Zongyun was stunned, obviously forgetting about this matter, and couldn't help but blush and said: "Are we just going to let them insult Brother Ye like this? I'm not willing to do it."
"Okay, if you want to make trouble, I'll accompany you..."
As soon as Dao Zongyun finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind Zheng Tianhao.
Dao Zongyun was overjoyed when he saw the snow falling and jumped up. A hand of ice and fire magic burst out and landed on the man who was surrounded by the sword energy.
The man's face was cold and he couldn't help but said in a cold voice: "Since you are seeking death, I will help you. Stop and come to Master Feng Yuan's people and come behind me. Today I, Jian Lingyun, will clear Master Feng Yuan's name and stand for him." Teach these rats who insulted him a lesson..."
After saying that, with just a few clicks, the people fighting together separated instantly. There were only a few people standing on Dao Zongyun's side out of a crowd of more than a hundred.
After all, Feng Yuan and Ye Lingfeng are both geniuses. A dead genius, no matter how powerful he was during his lifetime, cannot compare to a genius with unlimited future prospects.
Therefore, the majority of people supported Feng Yuan, but there were less than ten people who believed that Ye Lingfeng was not dead.
Jian Lingyun couldn't help laughing when he saw this and said: "You see, Ye Lingfeng is dead. This is a fact that everyone knows. Only stupid people like you will think that Ye Lingfeng is not dead. Next, accept You will be punished for insulting Mr. Feng Yuan."
As he spoke, Jian Lingyun made a seal with both hands, and suddenly the sound of whistling long swords was heard. All the monks' swords behind him began to tremble violently, as if they were triggered by some force.
Those who held their own swords one after another must know that most of the monks in the world of cultivation use swords as their natal magic weapons. Not only because the swords are gorgeous and elegant, but also because the swords are sharp and easy to refine, so most monks are refining their natal magic weapons. Every time, I will choose a long sword that I am satisfied with as my natal magic weapon and put it in my Dantian for worship.
However, when they grasped the sword tightly, they discovered that there was a feeling of excitement coming from the sword, as if they could not wait to rush out.
This feeling became more and more intense until finally, hundreds of flying swords from nearby monks rose into the sky and floated neatly behind Jian Lingyun, as if Jian Lingyun was their king.
Feeling the sword intent coming from behind, Jian Lingyun smiled with satisfaction, then waved his hand and shouted
He shouted: "Behead..."
As soon as the word fell, the long sword in his hand was radiant and flew out first, and the hundreds of sword energy behind him also buzzed down.
Hundreds of sword energy shot out of the air, radiating light like a rain of swords and rushing down. The target was shockingly Fendao Zongyun and others.
Dao Zongyun and others were just stunned after seeing such a powerful formation and were not afraid. Zheng Tianhao's hand holding Dao Zongyun loosened and he took a step forward to stand side by side with the two of them.
He snorted coldly and said: "It turns out that you are from the Immortal Sword Sect. No wonder you slandered Ye Lingfeng so much, but do you think we will be afraid of you? The awe-inspiring and righteous people are invincible. The great road of heaven and earth turns righteousness into a dragon..."
"Come on, Dao Ba Di Tian, a boy from the Immortal Sword Sect. Why do you look so familiar to me? It turns out we are old enemies. In this case, I will spare your life..." Dao Zongyun's eyes turned cold when he saw this, and the long knife in his hand was even more... Slashing out horizontally, the sword was so sharp that it cut out a rainbow in the air.
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Although Xue Piaoling is a female cultivator, she is not a vegetarian in the ice and fire magic. After feeling the aura of Jian Lingyun, she couldn't help but show a solemn expression.
This sword Lingyun actually hides his aura. In fact, his real cultivation is in the early stage of transformation, not the peak of Nascent Soul that is revealed on the surface.
However, the three of them are all the best in the sect. If the three of them join forces, even if they cannot defeat the Huanxu monk, it is not easy for the Huanxu monk to defeat them.
Immediately, Xue Piaoling jumped up and floated in the sky behind the two of them. Since both Dao Zongyun and Zheng Tianhao chose strong attacks, she naturally had to do a good job in defense. This was also the formation of the three of them over the past few days. tacit understanding.
No matter who they encounter, or monsters, if two of them attack, then the remaining one cannot attack, and only the three of them can defend themselves.
"The world of ice and snow, forever frozen..." Xue Piaoling shouted sweetly, and as the light flowed between her fingers, she finally stretched out her arms and pushed her palms upwards into the air.
In an instant, the surrounding air suddenly turned cold, and snowflakes gradually began to float, protecting the three of them.
Seeing this, the people around them retreated towards the distance, but no matter how strong their attacks were, the houses on both sides did not move at all.
This is simply amazing. You must know that monks above the Nascent Soul stage can already fly to the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and fill the sea. In addition, the attacks of Jian Lingyun and other three people are extremely fierce. If they are outside, they can destroy a big mountain. However, here they can There is no movement at all, which shows that this is the foundation of the big city.
Even the houses inhabited by civilians were protected by magic circles, but the intensity of their attacks quickly attracted the monks who were discussing Taoism on the fourth floor of Qingyue.
I saw windows opening one by one, and figures peeking out from all of them.
At this moment, there was a noise from the end of the street, and it sounded like the Royal Guards were coming.
Ye Lingfeng, who was standing on the roof next to the street, was startled and immediately said to Fairy Zuimeng beside him: "You watch here first, and I'll go over there and have a look. If these three people can't hold on, I won't do it yet." Come back, help me save it, and I’ll explain it to you afterwards.”
As he spoke, Ye Lingfeng flew down towards the end of the street. Sure enough, as soon as he arrived at the corner, he saw a group of imperial guards. He also knew the leader. It was Nangong Wanli who attacked him in the Bluestone Forest that day. .
