After Li Wantian, Huang Daozhang and others were killed, the morale of Qingyun disciples suddenly fell to a low point. Many martial arts sects even broke into Qingyun headquarters on the second day, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.
While Qingyun Sect was in dire straits, Zhao Qingzhu took Mo Yan and Hua Fei into the Qingluan Sect's gate.
Qingluan Sect is a new sect without any background. The main altar is located in a courtyard to the east of the Tingzhang's mansion in Qingzhu Town. It occupies only two acres, and more than half of it is occupied by a martial arts arena. There are several earthen buildings and a hall.
This is where the members sleep.
Such a humble sect can only occupy a place in a new town like Qingzhu Town.
Zhao Qingzhu, who led Mo Yan and Hua Fei to the main gate of Qingluan Sect, looked around and frowned slightly. He did not expect that the sect, whose members were domineering and arrogant, would be so shabby.
"Qingzhu, what are we doing here!"
Seeing Zhao Qingzhu stop in front of the Qingluan Sect's gate, Mo Yan's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction and he said softly: "I don't like this sect."
"Haha, I didn't like it before, but you will like it later."
Zhao Qingzhu smiled boldly, then held the two women in his arms and walked in.
The empty martial arts arena was so deserted that only two birds were chirping. Seeing that no one was in the main hall, Zhao Qingzhu had a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and without saying anything, he walked straight towards the only main hall directly in front of him.
In the main hall, a member of the Qingluan Sect was taking a nap. When he heard footsteps, he rolled down from his chair. When he saw Zhao Qingzhu walking in, he quickly stood up and shouted respectfully: "Brother!"
Zhao Qingzhu looked around the hall, walked straight to the sandalwood chair in the hall and sat down, "Where is Xiao Yin Feng?"
"Go out early in the morning!"
"Going out?" Zhao Qingzhu was slightly startled, "If I don't tell him, will I come here today?"
"Zong...oh no, Brother Xiao said, he went to Qingyun Gate to have a look."
"What?"
"Li Wantian was killed, and many forces in Qingzhu Town want to get a share of the pie. Qingyun Sect is a branch of a famous sect in Beidou Continent. If Li Wantian and others died in battle, there must be a lot of treasures inside!"
"Going to grab something?" Zhao Qingzhu blinked, his eyes turned cold, and the aura on his body became extremely gloomy at this moment. Feeling the change in Zhao Qingzhu's aura, the man did not dare to say any more, and he was even more trembling.
He kept looking back at the door.
"He actually went to grab something!"
Zhao Qingzhu stood up suddenly, slapped his handguard, and said harshly: "How can such a good thing be without me!"
The man obviously did not expect such a result. He looked at Zhao Qingzhu blankly. After a while, he suddenly smiled slyly and said: "I heard that when Qingyun Sect established a branch here, Qingyun Sect
An elder from the country made a special trip and inserted a sword on their main altar. It is said that this sword can blow hair and break hair, and the tip is extremely sharp!"
"Sword?" Zhao Qingzhu blinked, then shouted loudly, and said angrily: "What are you still waiting for? Go and grab it quickly."
Before the man could react, Zhao Qingzhu had already ducked out.
Just as he rushed out the door, he suddenly stopped, then turned to look at Mo Yan and Hua Fei.
"Go back quickly!"
Mo Yan smiled and said softly: "We are waiting for you here."
"Okay!"
With a loud response, Zhao Qingzhu jumped on the back of the big golden-winged bird and headed straight for the main altar of Qingyun Gate.
Seeing how anxious Zhao Qingzhu was, the man was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and shouted hurriedly: "Brother, wait for me!"
The main altar of Qingyunmen is located at the very edge of Qingzhu Town, next to the official road leading to the wilderness, with the desolate desert at its back.
In front of the main entrance of the main altar meeting hall, there is a martial arts arena that can accommodate a thousand people. In the center of the martial arts arena, you will notice a huge sacrificial platform. On the sacrificial platform, a wide red giant sword is inserted at an angle in the center.
Li Wantian's death in battle made this place a site that all the sects in the small town competed for.
The martial arts arena, which could accommodate a thousand people, was already crowded with people. Xiao Yinfeng was standing next to the red giant sword, looking coldly at the members of the surrounding parties.
"I left the words here. I am here today. I don't want any other so-called treasures. I only want this sword. If anyone is dissatisfied, don't make any noise and stand up and use the sword to see the truth."
"Why should that sword belong to you?"
A man squeezed out from the crowd, then drew his sword, pointed the sword pointed at Xiao Yinfeng, and said with murderous intent: "The sword should belong to the one who has the ability. Whoever has the ability, the sword will belong to him!"
Looking at the middle-aged man with murderous intent, Xiao Yinfeng smiled and said: "Finally, a courageous person appears. Tell me your name. I, Xiao Yinfeng, will not kill unknown people."
"Feng Changqing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man jumped into the air and swept toward the flute chanting wind with blossoming sword flowers.
"Good swordsmanship!"
The flute chanted and the wind shouted in praise, and like a ghost, it advanced instead of retreating, and the three-foot-long green blade of lightning swept out from its hand.
when!
There was a clear sound of impact, and a circle of violent sword energy suddenly rippled around the two people, forcing the crowd watching the battle to retreat. The violent energy burst out from the middle-aged man's body, wildly urging the long sword, and the general was about to fight.
The flute chanted in the wind so much that it bounced back.
"Domineering!"
Xiao Yinfeng's pupils narrowed slightly as he bounced back, and the three-foot green edge trembled, and a strange purple light spread out.
"Purple Realm?"
A trace of disdain flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and the long sword flew, swirling the aura of heaven and earth, and brought a wisp of orange light towards the flute chanting wind.
"Hey!"
Xiao Yinfeng grinned, but still refused to advance but retreated. He raised his sword with both hands and slashed it in the air.
"Crack!"
The two swords collided again, and the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand broke off immediately, purple light and orange light intertwined, and soared into the sky!
"How is that possible!"
Seeing that his long sword was cut off, the middle-aged man was horrified and quickly retreated.
"The Qingwan Sword is made of thousands of years of cold iron. It blows hair and breaks hair, and cuts iron like mud. Even if you have orange-level domineering power, you can't stop its edge!"
Xiao Yinfeng surprisingly did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but stood motionless on the spot, curling up the corner of his mouth with a hint of evil charm, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Changqing, you are defeated!"
"defeat?"
Feng Changqing grinned bloodthirstyly, "I'm not dead yet!"
"good,"
Seeing that Feng Changqing didn't know how to advance or retreat, Xiao Yinfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a cold voice: "Xiao has never thought about killing anyone. Since you want to die, I will satisfy you."
"kill!"
Feng Changqing launched another attack, discarding his sword and turning it into a fist, then rushed out toward Xiao Yinfeng.
"Let you die in peace." Seeing Feng Changqing coming at him with a violent fist wind, Xiao Yin Feng quickly returned the sword to its sheath, then bowed and ejected!
"So fast!"
Feng Changqing's pupils tightened, his vision blurred, and Xiao Yinfeng passed him by.
The Xiao Yin Feng passing by suddenly stopped, and then turned around quickly, and grabbed Feng Changqing's head with lightning, and a purple light bloomed in the palm of his hand!
Feeling the majestic pressure on the back of his head, Feng Changqing's pupils narrowed sharply and secretly exclaimed, "My life is at risk!"
Bang!
There was an explosion, and a terrifying shock wave hit the back of Feng Changqing's head. As a mouthful of blood spurted out, his whole body was thrown straight away.
Before his body fell to the ground, Xiao Yinfeng flashed out like a ghost and clung to Feng Changqing. He held his head again with his big hand and pressed it hard towards the ground.
Bang!
There was a crisp sound like a watermelon being crushed, and blood immediately flew up, staining Xiao Yinfeng's hand with blood.
After killing Feng Changqing cleanly, Xiao Yinfeng stood up slowly, looked around with a gloomy face, then took a deep breath and said loudly: "Who else is there!"