Time flies. Not long after Xie Feihong passed the sword to Duanlang, it was the day when Xie Feihong faced the sword saint who once suppressed an era.

Therefore, the Wushuang City suddenly surged into tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world, which brought prosperity to Wushuang City for a while and brought considerable chaos. Fortunately, many people in the martial arts world also knew the degree of contentment. Therefore, although the struggles in the city have basically never stopped, the vicious ones never appeared.

"Is this Wushuang City? It seems different from what I think," at the gate of Wushuang City, a young man like the wind looked at the many people who were driven out of the city to beg for the beggar because many people from the martial arts world moved in and frowned.

"Junior Brother Feng," a man with an ordinary face and eyes like a cold star pressed the shoulder of the man like a wind, gently pulled down his hat, and said lightly: "We have a task for this time, so don't make any troubles."

"I know, but I wonder if the owner of the village Xie will bring Duan Lang here this time?" It turned out that these two people were Qin Shuang and Nie Feng from the World Association, and Bu Jingyun had not spoken because of his personality, as if he was incompatible.

"It should be. According to Xue Antian, the owner of the village, Xie seems to attach great importance to Duanlang. If such a grand event is about to be with him," Qin Shuang said lightly: "Okay, don't stop at the city gate. If there is anything, we will talk about it at the end."

"I understand, senior brother."

Of course, the people of Wushuang City did not know that there were already people from the World Club to come to their territory, and the three beloved disciples of the World Club leader were coming. They were now preparing in great detail, waiting for Xie Feihong, a person who seemed brave and ungrateful to appear in his opinion.

"Where has Shi Wu Zun been?" Dugu Yifang asked Sima Xi.

"Go back to the city lord," Sima Xi said in congratulations: "It should be almost almost the vicinity of Xiejiazhuang at this time."

"Well," Dugu Yifang nodded and asked an old woman on the other side: "Mingjing, have all the arrangements in the city?"

"It's already arranged, lord," Wushuang City nodded in the protection of Mingjing, "I will never leave alone."

"Very good!" Dugu Yifang said coldly: "Blood debt must be paid with blood! If you dare to kill the people from Wushuang City, then use 108 people from Xiejiazhuang to pay for your life!"

Xie Feihong directly killed two envoys sent by Dugu Yifang last time. He said that he was a Dubu Yifang and was not a person with open mind. Even if he could tolerate a big belly, he had to kill the chicken to warn the monkey and use blood to sacrifice flags for the dead people in Wushuang City.

Otherwise, let’s not talk about whether other southern martial arts gangs will follow suit, and in the end, the group of wolves killed tigers. Even if their Wushuang City direct descendants are probably separated from one’s heart and one’s heart will be dispersed.

Therefore, Dugu Yifang sent directly to Xiejiazhuang on the day of the debate between Xie Feihong and the Sword Saint, and also ambushed people in Wushuang City. At that time, whether it was from Xiejiazhuang or Xie Feihong who brought it to Wushuang City, he would not intend to let go of any of them. He would kill all the people and build Jingguan, so that the entire southern martial arts world could remember them with blood. The majesty of Wushuang City was inviolable!

As for Xie Feihong himself, it was naturally handed over to the Sword Saint.

As long as you have seen Xie Feihong's sword, no one will deny that Xie Feihong has the opportunity to suppress an era. But Xie Feihong jumped out too early. If Xie Feihong enters his prime for another ten or twenty years, then it is really hard to talk about the outcome of the sword saint who is now in his twilight years.

But now, he is too young and too young. Not everyone is known for his martial arts mythology. He can compete with the top ten gangs with the age of twentieth. He defeated the Sword Saint and retreated to Japan for the God of God!

On the branches, stars appeared. It was almost the agreed time that the Sword Saint, who had not appeared for a long time, finally appeared at the top of Wushuang City. Xie Feihong also appeared alone in the sight of many people in the world who had been waiting for a long time.

Looking at the white clothes floating on the top of the city, the crane's hair was cold and the unparalleled sword intent was brewing like a volcano that was about to erupt. Xie Feihong, who was still a distance from Wushuang City, directly raised his energy and emptied himself in the air. He tapped his toes a few times in the air, and then took advantage of the wind to ride the wind and arrived opposite the sword saint at Wushuang City.

What a light skill! Nie Feng, who is known as the God of Wind among the many spectators, couldn't help but flash a glimmer in his eyes. He thought that with his qualifications and his understanding of the top unique skills of Feng Shen Le, he should have no rivals in his age with light skill.

But unexpectedly, this confidence was shattered today. Judging from the face of the owner Xie, he was probably not much bigger than him. However, when it comes to the light skills he used just now, it is probably a little less than him.

The most important thing is that with Nie Feng's eyesight, it can be seen that the method of lifting and relaxing the body used by Xie Feihong is much inferior to the Feng Shen Legs he learned. Compared with these two, it is simply necessary to step on his pride into the ground!

Is Xie Feihong's light skills good? Of course! Anyone who sees the prey he is about to get will escape in front of him, probably will work hard on it.

As for Xie Feihong's light skills, it is indeed much inferior to Feng Shen Le. There is no way. Who made the ability of Xiejiazhuang in this world limited? Xie Feihong did not deliberately collect it in the main world and Lu Xiaofeng's legendary world. The only set of Fengwu Jiutian in his hand is more outstanding, and the style belongs to Lu Xiaofeng is too strong.

Therefore, Xie Feihong could only choose to use the same sword technique as his swordsmanship, which was the best way to build his own light body technique. With the creation of the art, it is not easy to do this until now.

However, although Nie Feng was hit by Xie Feihong with a lot of confidence, he was a man who was as free and open-minded as the wind. So soon he got rid of the negative emotions that had just surged into his heart and turned to another question. That is, his good friend Duan Langren?

Xiejiazhuang, the guardian of Wushuang City, Shi Wuzun, was blowing the Tathagata's magic palm and killing people in. Later, the people in Xiejiazhuang were shocked and frightened, and announced in a cold voice: "The Lord of Dugu has an order, the Lord of Xiejiazhuang is ruthless and dares to kill the angels of Wushuang City! Give it, the whole family will be killed! Use it to warn future generations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Wuzun took the lead. At this time, he was no longer compassionate Buddha, but directly transformed into the bloody king. Yiran's blood-stained Tathagata's magic palm was unveiled, and he was ready to open the killing order directly in Xiejiazhuang!

It was also at this moment that a sword that was as red as blood and full of evil energy appeared in front of him. Even the sharp murderous aura and sword edge had to avoid its sharp edge for the time being, and took back the palm that was about to start the killing, protecting himself!

"This is... Fire Lin Sword!" Shi Wuzun, who slipped back and slapped his palms in a row, finally resolved the dark red sword energy, finally had time to see clearly what the weapons and people that attacked him looked like, so he couldn't help but say solemnly: "Who are you? Why do you have to care about Wushuang City's idle affairs!"
Chapter completed!