On August 15th, at the top of Gusu City, there was a bustling scene.

In this noisy market, there are farmers carrying burdens selling fresh fruits and vegetables, tea farmers selling tea with two tables and chairs in the corner, and naturally there are wandering entertainers from all over the world.

People swallowing fire and spitting fire, playing monkeys and dancing swords, it was really lively.

However, these people are only show-offs. In a real competition, they are no match for those experienced swordsmen. They are just trying to make ends meet.

Among this group of outsiders, there was a handsome man with disheveled hair, about twenty-four or five years old, with slender eyebrows and red lips that seemed to be dyed with light sand. His beautiful long black hair was so thick that even women would envy him.

He was wearing a green robe, which was an extremely rare blue color, with a dark blue sash hanging from his waist, making him look rich and gorgeous.

This man was sitting alone in a busy city, and the surrounding spectators formed a circle to wrap him up, forming a small closed space.

There was a bamboo basket half as tall as a man in front of him. The bamboo eyes were so fine that it was difficult to see what was inside. The people around him were full of curiosity, but did not dare to come near. They looked at this magical basket carefully from a distance.

.

The man took out a jade Xiao from his arms and lightly pursed his red lips. The Xiao made a low whimpering sound, like a trickling stream wading through a silent mountain river, or the clear chirping of a bird in an uninhabited cave, like a curling sound.

The smoke lingered in everyone's ears, making people intoxicated. Some of the listeners closed their eyes slightly and nodded gently, while some had slightly drunken eyes and their fingertips danced lightly.

Accompanied by the pleasant whistle, the lid of the bamboo basket moved, as if the things inside heard the whistle and were about to break out of the nest.

The lid was suddenly opened, and the mysterious creature in the bamboo basket finally appeared in front of everyone. It was not a monkey, let alone a cow, sheep, pig, or dog. When it appeared, the surrounding audience all let out shrill screams and stepped back for a few seconds.

A few timid children even collapsed on the ground in fear.

Because this turned out to be a snake, a red python. Its round body was as big as the mouth of a bowl, and its scarlet snake core was spitting in the air.

But everyone soon became quiet.

Because following the sound of the whistle, it actually danced. The red body seemed to have a magical power that made people unable to take their eyes away.

Sometimes it looks like a dragon soaring over the mist, sometimes like a fish leaping for joy, sometimes soft and delicate, sometimes like a bow and arrow. Everyone is attracted by its dancing posture and forget its true nature.

After the song was over, Chang Feng held Xiao in his palm, and the red python also retreated into the nest. Everyone applauded enthusiastically, and their faces were filled with wonder and smiles.

"Okay." Someone in the crowd suddenly cheered loudly, and the father and son, one large and one young, pushed through the crowd and walked out.

Chang Feng's expression was already calm and calm. He had guessed the identities of the two of them and also guessed that he would run into them in the near future.

After all, the entire world already knows.

"Are you Yu Qiushui?" The applause suddenly stopped with Chang Feng's gentle voice, and the crowd exploded again, and they started talking.

Yu Qiushui nodded lightly, and Luo Yunqing was hiding behind him. He was really frightened when he saw the red python just now.

"Did you kill Wen Zhaochen?"

Yu Qiushui still nodded without comment.

"That's a very stubborn kid."

Chang Feng looked at the jade flute in his hand and sighed softly. Ranked third on the list of sword immortals, he was naturally on the list of the ghost market. Wen Zhaochen chased him for a day and a night, but ultimately failed.

Therefore, Chang Feng had a deep impression on this child. For some reason, Chang Feng felt a little uncomfortable when he died.

There are not many people in the top ten of the Sword Immortal List who don't value ranking as much as he does, but Wen Zhaochen is really one of them, so after countless nights and countless challenges, Chang Feng will remember that Qingfeng

A fiery boy on a rainy night.

"Yes, I came here to challenge you." Yu Qiushui pulled out the sword behind him, and the sword appeared in public again, causing countless people to marvel.

"You can kill Wen Zhaochen, which means you are very fast." Chang Feng narrowed his eyes. He knew that even he could not do anything to Wen Zhaochen. With his ghostly figure, there really was someone in the world who could kill him.

Him? Chang Feng often thought this way, but now the person who killed him appeared.

Are you his opponent?

"Yes, you can choose to abstain and throw away the sword in your hand. This way you can still save a life." Yu Qiushui looked at him with sharp eyes.

This is the right of a swordsman. When faced with a challenge, he can choose to abstain, but it also means that he has to abandon the sword in his hand and become a swordsman.

This was the case for Luo Xiaofeng back then, but when a person challenges from the tenth place on the Sword Immortal Ranking all the way up, then the final number one on the Sword Immortal Ranking will have to accept the challenge, no matter life or death.

This was Yu Qiushui's purpose. He made a fuss known to the world precisely because he was determined to have a decisive battle with Xiao Ruyi.

"Since that young man accepted it, what reason do I have for not accepting your challenge?" Chang Feng chuckled.

"As the third-ranked Sword Immortal, I accept your challenge." Chang Feng suddenly became serious, with a sullen look on his face, and his long flowing hair flying in the wind.

"Draw out your sword!" Yu Qiushui nodded and pointed the sword in his hand.

Going all out is the best explanation he can give to these real swordsmen.

"Maybe you have never seen my sword." Chang Feng said and raised the jade flute in his hand again.

"Everyone calls me Snake Sword Fairy, because it is my sword."

When the whistle sounded again, people's eardrums seemed to be vibrated by drum beats. The rapid whistle sounded like bowstrings on the battlefield, and like the ding-dong of heavy rain falling into the lake.

Luo Yunqing couldn't help but cover his ears like everyone else. Different from the previous sounds of nature, this time's sound was the sound of death. It was too difficult for mortals like them with no cultivation to resist the roar from hell.

The bamboo basket swayed crazily, and a red python as big as a bowl broke out of the basket. It was fully exposed in front of everyone for the first time, and it was ten feet long!

It looked at the tiny human in front of it with its deep red eyes, its breath was like a horse's, and the length of its core was enough to compare with the sword in Yu Qiu's hand.

Yu Qiushui's face changed color. This was the first time he saw such a giant python. For the first time, he actually felt a little scared. There was an indescribable pressure on the giant python, and the cold wind that hit his face was mixed with it.

The strong fishy smell makes people shudder.

"Oh my God!" The audience who originally wanted to watch the competition between the two great swordsmen were frightened out of their wits. They rolled and crawled away, dozens of feet away, fearing that they would be affected by Yu Qiushui.

Luo Yunqing did not run away. The timid young man squatted at the base of the wall, looking up at the giant python, trembling all over.

"What? Are you scared?" Chang Feng's mouth left Yuxiao, as if he was mocking Yu Qiushui.

"If you are afraid of this, what ability do you have to challenge the swordsmen in this world?"

There was light and shadow, and Yu Qiushui answered with his sword.

He slashed the tail of the giant python with his sword. The red python suffered pain, but it was not injured. Even the Hao Que sword only left a white sword mark on its tail. On the contrary, its body circled and spread out.

He pounced towards Yu Qiushui with a big mouth, his two exposed silver teeth looked particularly scary in the sunlight.

Yu Qiushui hurriedly raised the sword in his hand to parry, but the difference in stature between the two was too great, and the giant python's thunder blow was enough to kill a horse.

The sharp teeth collided with the Haoque Sword, and Yu Qiushui was violently thrown away.

Yu Qiushui's body flipped in the air, and he pressed his feet hard against the wall behind him, and finally managed to stabilize his body. However, after this blow, the wall he had just stabilized began to fall apart.

Separated, pieces of broken bricks fell to the ground. Yu Qiushui felt that his internal organs were shaking violently, and he finally suppressed the sweet smell in his chest.

How did Wen Zhaochen survive such a strong impact? His sword skills were useless and could only leave sword marks on its body, but could not seriously injure it. Yu Qiushui thought to himself, maybe Wen Zhaochen didn't have any at all.

Are you going to fight him head-on, instead of using the volley step to tangle with this giant python?

The giant python succeeded with one blow and did not attack again. It seemed to be giving Yu Qiu Shui time to breathe. The distance between them was less than three feet, facing each other from a distance, and each was testing the other.

"Hit the snake seven inches. You don't know such a simple truth, stupid!" Just when Yu Qiushui was thinking about how to deal with this giant python, Luo Yunqing, who was squatting in the corner, suddenly reminded him.

"You don't need to tell me, I've thought about it a long time ago." Yu Qiushui rolled her eyes at him disdainfully, and the Haoque Sword in his hand spun around in the air. The sword just made his wrist numb.

.

Yes, as long as he and Bu confront it head-on and hit it within seven inches, it will be fine, Yu Qiushui thought to himself.

Perhaps Luo Yunqing reminded him, the whistle sounded again, and the giant python swam on the ground in a very strange posture, and it was in front of Yu Qiushui in an instant. It opened its big mouth and wanted to swallow Yu Qiushui.

.

At this moment, Yu Qiushui was completely exposed in front of the giant python. He had been forced into a corner and had nowhere to hide except to be buried in the snake's belly!

Chang Feng's whistle did not stop. He frowned slightly and looked at Yu Qiushui, who was waiting to die.

Yu Qiushui, is this really all you have?

The python's mouth bit so hard that a big hole was punched through the wall. People in the room screamed and ran out, fearing that they would be eaten by the python.

But it still missed the target. It went for Yu Qiushui's throat, but only bit a huge boulder.

The next second, Yu Qiushui's figure suddenly appeared on its back, and the sword in his hand struck down in the air.

This is the volleying step! Chang Feng's expression suddenly became dazed. He had seen this ghostly step before on Wen Zhaochen, and thought he would never see it again, but at this moment he saw it again.

Just when he was distracted, Xiao Sheng paused for a moment, and the giant python's figure suddenly stagnated.

One sword cut off the head.

Red blood spurted out from the scar as big as a bowl, and the ferocious snake head fell to the ground with a pop, stirring up dust on the ground, and the surroundings were deathly silent.

The Xiao in Chang Feng's hand never made a sound again. He looked at the red snake lying on the ground with its body separated, and slowly put down the jade flute in his hand.

"Did he teach you this step?" His voice was very soft, with no hint of anger, but a touch of sadness.

"Yes." Yu Qiushui nodded.

The two stood in silence for a long time, and Yu Qiushui wiped off the blood on the sword. It was like a precious sword, but with just one wipe, it became extremely transparent and sharp.

"You win, kill me!" Chang Feng smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and watched Yu Qiushui approaching him step by step.

The red snake he cultivated is dead and is no longer Yu Qiushui's opponent.

The wind whistled past my ears, carrying a strong smell of sword energy and blood.

But there was no pain of death. Chang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and saw Yu Qiushui putting the sword back behind his back.

"Why?"

"Why, I'm just having a sword fight with you, and I'm not betting on your life." Yu Qiushui turned around and left.

"It's just a sword fight?" Chang Feng murmured. He looked at Yu Qiushui's leaving figure and was a little distracted. Then he quickly took out a small knife from his arms, and with a swipe sound, the sharp blade was unsheathed with a cold light.

"Be careful, behind!" Luo Yunqing saw Yu Qiushui coming back victorious, and just wanted to run over and be happy, but he saw Chang Feng suddenly took out a short knife and rushed towards Yu Qiushui anxiously, screaming heartbreakingly as he did so.
Chapter completed!