Almost when Xiao Su fainted, several streaks of light quickly passed through the sky.
Falling suddenly around Xu Qingfeng.
"The donor's cultivation is so advanced, why do you want to associate with evil spirits?" An old voice fell into Xu Qingfeng's ears.
Xu Qingfeng sighed.
Liucheng is indeed a big city where practitioners gather. In just a short time, two waves have already come in succession.
He could even sense in his mind that there were several powerful auras approaching towards the south of the city.
The speaker was a monk, wearing a yellow monk's robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, especially his two eyebrows, which were white and fell to his shoulders.
Three more.
A man in black attire with tattoos of flowers, birds, insects and fish, wearing a silver mask and a long knife at his waist.
This man's clothes and long sword are similar to Ding Qing's style, so he must also be the supervisor of Tiansi Erbasu.
A young man with a long sword on his back, this person's true energy surged, and a hot breath filled the air.
It seemed as if the whole air was set on fire.
The man looked excited and his sword kept buzzing. He was obviously a militant.
The last one is a woman dressed in white, wearing a veil, with a slender figure and a curvy figure.
Although I can't see clearly what he looks like.
But a pair of calm autumn-cut eyes vividly embodies the unearthly fairy spirit.
Xu Qingfeng rubbed his temples with a headache.
He could feel that everyone in front of him was not inferior to Xiao Su just now, although they were not invincible.
But if he continued to attack, Xu Qingfeng was afraid that he would have to pick off all the monks in the city before the other party would stop.
Xu Qingfeng explained:
"These little animals are my friends. They absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and develop spiritual wisdom. I guarantee that they have never eaten anyone in their lives."
"Who are you, and what guarantee do you have?"
The man who spoke this time was the man in black clothes. He already had a knife in his hand, ensuring that he could use it at any time.
Xu Qingfeng rubbed his chin, then took out the old Taoist priest's Demon Suppressor badge from his storage bag and waved it.
"this."
"My master was once the demon-suppressing envoy of Qiyun Mountain, and he has this belt as proof. Now I come to stay in the city to return the belt."
"Besides, I also know Ding Qing and Ning Zhong. If any of you know about it, you can invite them to come."
"We'll know as soon as we get together."
Qiyun Mountain is a remote area and not many people know about it, but Ding Qing and Ning Zhong should at least be famous in Jiantiansi.
Sure enough, the well-dressed man frowned.
He waved his hand to summon a soldier who was surrounding us and said, "Go find Ding Qing and Ning Zhong and come over."
"They are all injured. They should be recuperating in another hospital at the moment. It is faster to enter directly through the west gate."
After that, the man gave his waist badge as a token to the soldier running errands, telling him to go back quickly.
"Amitabha."
The monk with long eyebrows recited Amitabha in a low voice:
"This benefactor, please wait patiently here until the result is announced, and do not leave our side."
Xu Qingfeng frowned.
Just stand there like this?
It's like interrogating a prisoner.
In fact, Xu Qingfeng didn't have to enter the Liucheng, as long as he returned the old Taoist priest's waistband.
If the big green bull is brought out of the city for him, he can completely bypass the remaining city and hit the road directly.
Xu Qingfeng was about to propose.
Suddenly, a sword light was like lightning, and in an instant, it drew an arc from the sky a hundred feet away and landed around everyone.
"He is not an enemy."
Qin Xiu's cold voice came.
After cooling down the tense atmosphere, he slowly scanned the circle of four people surrounding Xu Qingfeng.
"You are no match."
"leave."
Qin Xiu's words were like the edge of a cold sword, piercing directly into the hearts of several people.
These four people are all fifth-grade masters.
It is only one step away from becoming a master.
Whether in the former sect or in the current Liucheng.
Either they have been famous for a long time, or they are the proud ones, and they are all surrounded by praise.
How has anyone ever denied it so simply and neatly?
Therefore, when Qin Xiu's words fell, he immediately elicited a cold snort, which came from the lonely and cold woman.
The young man with the sword behind his back said softly:
"Qin Xiu, I came to stay in the city firstly to slay the demon of Ba Yuan, and secondly to ask you about swordsmanship, but you have always stayed behind closed doors."
"I finally came to the right place today."
The young man who was carrying the sword was shaken by his true energy, and the long sword on his back made a clear buzzing sound and was suddenly unsheathed.
It was a long sword that was completely red and had a blade as sharp as snow. It drew an arc in the air and fell into the hands of the young man.
The long sword points diagonally, where the sword edge points.
It was Qin Xiu who was holding a sword in the air.
As for the other two, the man in black was originally affiliated with Supervisor Tiansi and was regarded as a subordinate of Qin Xiu, so he naturally had no objection.
He handed over his hands and retreated from the encirclement.
The remaining white-browed monk already understood that this was a misunderstanding, and he was not annoyed by Qin Xiu's words.
Instead, he clasped his hands together and said to Xu Qingfeng:
"Amitabha."
"If the monster in the donor's arms is the donor's pet, it is better to establish a ban on controlling the beast as soon as possible."
"Otherwise, when entering and leaving the city, you will eventually be identified by the demon mirror. If there is another misunderstanding like today, it will not be beautiful."
The situation before us changes too quickly.
Xu Qingfeng could only nod his head in confusion.
The man in black retreated and the white-browed monk left. Xu Qingfeng discovered that the protagonist on the scene seemed to have been transferred.
It turned into a confrontation between the arrogant Qin Xiu and the young man carrying the sword and the cold woman.
As for Qin Xiu.
Xu Qingfeng also recognized it.
This person was the sword cultivator he met on the official road.
Think about it now.
It was also because the opponent was aware of the evil spirit of the squirrel and the little fox that he did not hesitate to draw the sword.
The confrontation between humans and monsters.
It's so clear-cut.
Qin Xiu slowly fell from the air, turned his flying sword, and fell into his hand. He said lightly to the young man:
"You are too weak."
He raised his eyebrows, looked at the cold woman again, and said coldly:
"Weren't you convinced just now?"
"I'll give you a chance. If you two fight together, you can survive thirty moves in my hands."
"I am impressed by you."
The cold woman raised her eyebrows, a hint of sullenness appeared on her pretty face, and shouted in a low voice: "Arrogant!"
She showed a jade flute in her hand, obviously inspired by Qin Xiu, and prepared to challenge him.
The squirrel was scratching Xu Qingfeng's collar, with little stars in its eyes:
"Wow, little Taoist priest, look at how talented he is."
"How powerful and domineering."
The little fox punched Xu Qingfeng's chest and echoed:
"That's right, learn quickly."
"Your cultivation level is no worse than his!"
Xu Qingfeng put a hand on his forehead and said helplessly:
"I'm learning, I'm learning."
Suddenly, he saw two figures, one black and one white, hurried from the city gate with anxious faces.
It was Ding Qing and Ning Zhong.
Ning Zhong waved his hand from a distance and shouted happily: "Taoist Master Qingfeng, it's really great to see you safe and sound!"
Everyone watching was stunned.
This is indeed a misunderstanding.
The two of them approached Xu Qingfeng, and Ning Zhong looked at the two opposing parties in the field, with fighting intent and an undercurrent surging.
"How is this going?"
"How come there is such a big battle?"
