After the Lord of Hengling Territory finished speaking, he stood up slowly. Only then did everyone realize that there was an old man in gray clothes standing behind him.
The old man had been hiding in a dark corner when he came in. If the Lord of Hengling hadn't taken two steps forward, no one would have noticed.
Of course, everyone except Ye Feng was present. In fact, he had already noticed this old man. He had a mediocre aura and seemed to be an ordinary person on the surface. But how could he be an ordinary person if he could appear on such an occasion?
The old man was holding a sword in his hand, and he was leaning casually on the edge of the corner. His appearance was very ordinary, and his attitude was very casual.
But Ye Feng knew that this was a master, and an extremely powerful swordsman!
If he guessed correctly, this gray-clothed swordsman was probably from the Hengshan Sword Sect in the southern border, and was at least an elder of the sect.
Lan Youzhong was about to step over the threshold, but he suddenly stopped when he heard the cold shout. He turned around and said in a cold voice: "Lord of Hengling Territory, who are you? You are not qualified to yell at me.
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I have to say, this blue color is very special indeed!
The Lord of Hengling Territory burst out laughing, gritted his teeth and said every word: "You really have the guts. A small leader dares to yell at the Lord of this Territory without taking the Lord of this Territory seriously at all. Just for this reason
, you are guilty of death!"
As soon as this capital crime was spoken, the old man in gray behind him, holding a sword, slowly walked forward.
Lan Youzhong shouted angrily: "Why, do you still want to kill me? But I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
At this time, the gray-clothed swordsman holding the sword had already walked in front of him.
When Ye Feng saw this, his eyes suddenly froze. He knew that if things continued like this, Lan Youzhong was very likely to be found here, so he had to come forward. This Lan Youzhong fit his temperament very well and was very knowledgeable. He had to
To keep it.
At this moment, Lan Youzhong had obviously noticed the gray-clothed swordsman. He was not stupid, and he could naturally see how extraordinary this swordsman was, but since he had already let the words out, there was no reason to back down at this time.
Otherwise, he is afraid that he will have no choice but to change his name.
But at this time, Ye Feng spoke up and said word by word: "Lord of Hengling Territory, you are so brave. In front of King Nan, you dare to assassinate the commander of King Nan. I think you clearly want to rebel.
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The Lord of Hengling Territory suddenly turned his head, glared at Ye Feng and shouted: "Who do you think you are? You are not allowed to speak here. If you are interested, just get out of the way with the Lord of this Territory, otherwise I will kill you too."
It’s cooked!”
"You are so presumptuous that you dare to be rude to the King of the North. You will be punished!" Xiao Chuanqiu had a clear mind and could clearly see his master's thoughts. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and faced off against the conference swordsman.
The gray-clothed swordsman suddenly turned his head, looked at Xiao Chuanqi, and finally fixed his gaze on Ye Feng, and then said in a very hoarse old voice: "Ask a question, my outer disciple Yang Bugui, but...
Die by your hands?"
Ye Feng looked directly at him and said word by word: "Yang Bugui intended to assassinate me, and I have already killed him. So, you are also from the Hengshan Sword Sect in the south?"
"good very good!"
The swordsman in gray said two good words one after another, and then said: "I don't care whether you are the real king of the north or not, if you dare to kill my disciple of the Hengshan Sword Sect on the ground of the south, it will be a death penalty!"
"presumptuous!"
Xiao Chuanqi didn't know when a short sword appeared in his hand. With a chirp, the soft sword was unsheathed, bringing out a dazzling white light: "So what about the Hengshan Sword Sect? Isn't it the king's land in the world? If you dare to commit the following offense, you will be killed."
amnesty!"
The gray-clothed swordsman's expression remained unchanged. He slowly turned his head and looked at the soft sword in Xiao Chuanqi's hand, and then asked lightly: "So it seems that you also use a sword?"
Xiao Chuanqi flicked his wrist, and the soft sword in his hand suddenly made a chirping sound, and bursts of sword flowers appeared in mid-air.
"Very good. In that case, let me see how much the sword in your hand weighs!"
After the gray-clothed swordsman finished speaking, there was a sudden clang in the hall. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed and he held it extremely fast.
"Kill!" Xiao Chuanqiu is a battlefield general who has experienced hundreds of battles. He is full of murderous intent. The next time he stabs, the soft sword in his hand suddenly sweeps towards him like a snake.
There was a sudden bang in the air, and sparks shot out. The two swords clashed, and then the two quickly retreated. It was obvious that they were testing each other.
Ye Feng was sitting in the wheelchair, his face always as calm as an ancient well. In fact, the people present did not know that Xiao Chuanqi’s really powerful weapon was not the soft sword. Since he only took out the soft sword now, it means that
He was fully confident in dealing with this Hengshan swordsman.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the two of them fought again. The swords in their hands were struck out with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than a dozen moves.
Suddenly there was a clang, and the black iron long sword fell to the ground. Xiao Chuanqi shook his wrist, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed out diagonally, changing direction in mid-air, and cut the opponent's wrist with one sword.
The entire right arm of the Hengshan swordsman drooped instantly, and it looked like it was useless. He was a master of swordsmanship, but his right hand was disabled and he could no longer use the sword, which meant that most of his skills were useless.
Xiao Chuanqi shook the soft sword in his hand, and put the sword directly on the opponent's neck, and then said every word: "What else do you have to say now?"
The Hengshan swordsman gritted his teeth and shouted coldly: "I was defeated by you, so naturally I have nothing to say, but what I want to say is that if I die today, you will not survive. What I can tell you is that my southern territory
In the Hengshan Sword Sect, there are so many master swordsmen in the sect that any one who comes out can kill the shit out of you!"
Xiao Chuanqiu smiled and then said: "Very good, let's go."
The Hengshan swordsman also smiled, with a look of pride on his face, and he couldn't help but hum: "I know it, but you don't dare to kill me. If you kill me, you will be endlessly hunted by my Hengshan disciples in this life."
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Suddenly there was a chirp, Xiao Chuanqi swung the soft sword in his hand, and cut off the opponent's right ear directly, and then said coldly: "I cut off your ear to tell you that you are not worthy of death for someone like you."
Under the sword of this general, get out of here!"
"You..." Hengshan Swordsman covered his ears, grinning in pain, and roared: "Boy, you have the guts to challenge the majesty of our Hengshan Sword Sect like this. Do you dare to leave your name behind!"
"Why don't you dare? I am the chief commander of the Northern Army, Xiao Chuanqi!" Xiao Chuanqiu sneered loudly.
"Okay, what a Xiao Chuanqi, I remember you, just wait for me!" After saying this, the Hengshan swordsman turned around and left.
"Stop!" At this time, Ye Feng suddenly spoke.
The Hengshan swordsman trembled, suppressing the fear in his heart, turned around and said, "Do you have any other advice? Do you want to regret it?"
Ye Feng shook his head and smiled and said: "Repent? We don't even bother to do this. Please tell the head of your faction when you go back, and tell me that I, the King of the North, will pay my respects to the mountain on the ninth day of the ninth month after March!"
"What are you talking about? Do you want to worship the Hengshan Sword Sect, literary worship or martial worship?" Hengshan Sword Sect said with an moved expression.
According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, there are two types of mountain worship. The Wen worship is naturally a friendly visit, and the Wu worship is naturally not very friendly. In fact, it is a bit similar to the meaning of kicking the palace, just changing it to a nicer word.
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"What do you think?" Ye Feng looked at him and sneered.
"Okay, okay, very good!" The gray-clothed swordsman couldn't help but snort in his heart. He dared to worship Hengshan with force. Isn't it tantamount to seeking death?
"I will definitely bring your words to you. On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, on the Double Ninth Festival, we, the Hengshan Sword Sect, are waiting for your visit!" The swordsman snorted coldly, and then left quickly.
