At this time, a street in Hengyang City was filled with people inside and outside.
There is a fat hunchback lying on the ground in the center of the field. This person is the "Saibei Ming Hunchback" Mufeng. Next to his neck, a Qingfeng long sword penetrates the bluestone ground more than a foot deep. It can be seen that the person who drew the sword
Deep skill.
And in front of Mu Gaofeng, Xu Zifan was wearing black brocade clothes, standing there upright, facing the mountains, the aura around him was calm, deep, powerful, and had a sense of oppression.
At this moment, facing the yelling and scolding of the people around him, Xu Zifan looked calm and did not open his mouth to argue or refute. However, there was a light purple aura emerging around him. Under the heavy night, it seemed as if his body was covered with a layer of purple gauze, which was mysterious and unusual.
Gradually, the purple energy around Xu Zifan gathered more and more, emerging like a purple mist, almost covering his face.
In the night, martial arts people a few feet away were still pointing at Xu Zifan's figure and yelling.
"There are so many martial arts heroes here, let's take action together to eradicate this demon who betrays the right path!" Someone even shouted at this moment.
Master Dingyi, Taoist Priest Tianmen, Liu Zhengfeng and other senior figures present all frowned at this moment.
Although some of them have bad tempers and are very dissatisfied with Xu Zifan's actions at the moment, this does not mean that they have no brains.
Each of them is the senior Su Lao of their respective sects, and even Tianmen Taoist Master is still the head of the Taishan sect. It can be said that they are all old Jianghu, and their eyelashes are empty. At this moment, they noticed something fishy in the situation. Someone must be secretly there.
Adding fuel to the flames, he wanted to use the help of heroes to eradicate this monster of the Huashan Sect.
And when it comes time to use swords and guns, they will definitely be coerced by the powerful people, come to the opposite side of this Huashan Sect disciple, and completely fall out with him.
And such a result, a feud with a person who is not considered weak among the top masters, is obviously not what they want to see.
At this moment, the group of heroes was full of enthusiasm and was incited by others. Some people were glaring angrily, while others were shouting and cursing, just to name a few.
Liu Zhengfeng, Master Dingyi, Taoist Master Tianmen and others wanted to stop the situation from developing, but they didn't know what to do at this moment. After all, there were thousands of martial arts people, densely packed in the streets, alleys, and houses, and there were surging crowds.
Many people have been incited, and there are people with ulterior motives secretly setting the pace. This matter will not be easily settled.
It was dark under the night, the rain had stopped, the air was very humid, and there was a light wind blowing, bringing a bit of coolness.
At this moment, Xu Zifan's entire figure was obscured by the purple mist. The aura around him was even more vast, and there was even a misty and fuzzy feeling, as if he was integrated with the entire surrounding world, which was extremely mysterious.
Zixia magical power develops the potential of the human body and stimulates the body's hidden treasures. In modern social terms, it is an auxiliary aura, which helps the practitioner stimulate the mysterious abilities of the human body's organs. It acts on the skin to increase the body's defense. It acts on the eyes to enhance vision.
, acting on the ears, it can enhance hearing, cover the weapon with true energy, and even increase attack power.
At this moment, a faint purple inner breath flowed through his ears, which enhanced Xu Zifan's hearing. He was judging the location of the person who was secretly inciting the heroes in the crowd. At a certain moment, a purple divine flower was faintly seen in his eyes, mysterious and frightening.
In the field, Xu Zifan's figure stood, wrapped in a purple mist. This kind of phenomenon was extraordinary even in the dark night.
Taoist Master Tianmen, Master Dingyi, Liu Zhengfeng and other senior martial arts masters had solemn expressions on their faces at this time. They were horrified as they looked at the strange phenomena all over Xu Zifan.
"Is this the completion of Zixia's magical power?" they were asking themselves and judging.
At this time, many people near the front row had also noticed strange things happening around Xu Zifan in the field. Many people gradually closed their mouths and watched nervously what was going on in the field.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, there are so many of us, one person can drown him with just a spit of spit!" At this time, there were a few unremarkable-looking people in the crowd, wearing ordinary plain clothes, encouraging everyone, their bodies were very slippery.
, after every sentence he said, he immediately dived deeper into the crowd, and disappeared under the cover of the night.
At this time, Xu Zifan's eyes flickered with purple flowers as he scanned the crowd lightly. Although the sky was dark, it did not affect his vision.
"Buzz buzz..."
The long sword inserted next to Mu Gaofeng's neck was humming and shaking at this moment. At this moment, Mu Gaofeng's heart was trembling, his fat body was trembling, his eyes were full of panic, and cold sweat the size of a soybean oozed out on his forehead.
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"Canglang!"
There was a sword cry, and the long sword that had sunk into the bluestone ground about a foot deep suddenly came out, turned into a ray of white light, flew out of thin air, and appeared in Xu Zifan's hand in the blink of an eye.
Then the purple mist spread, and the long sword seemed to turn purple at this moment, with a gleaming purple light shining out.
At this moment, the entire Qingfeng sword seemed to have turned into a peerless magic weapon, with purple divine light embedded in it, mysterious and majestic.
brush!
Xu Zifan's whole body was shrouded in a light purple mist, and he stepped out with a purple magic weapon in hand. Then his figure disappeared out of thin air like a dream, and then reappeared among the crowd of heroes.
laugh!
The purple sword light flashed past, like a purple rainbow in the sky, gorgeous and brilliant, and then disappeared.
brush!
Xu Zifan's figure disappeared again after appearing for a moment, and then appeared in another place, as if it flashed out of thin air, extremely fast, and along with it, a purple sword light once again flashed away like a rainbow falling from the sky.
Brush! Brush! Brush!…
Xu Zifan's figure was getting faster and faster, and the heroes had gradually closed their mouths at this time, no longer shouting and cursing. Looking at the figure appearing and disappearing out of thin air in the field, the bad feeling in their hearts gradually expanded.
At this moment, Xu Zifan's purple figure in the field was getting faster and faster. One person seemed to split into multiple people, appearing and then disappearing. At the same time, there was a purple sword light that flashed away.
brush!
Xu Zifan's purple figure appeared in the field again, standing next to Mu Gaofeng.
At this moment, his body was covered with a light purple mist, and he was holding a long sword. His figure looked a bit mysterious in the dark night, and his aura was like the sea, thick and vast, and very oppressive.
At this time, the purple figures among the heroes in the field disappeared one by one, like a dream, mysterious and extraordinary.
Ah! Ah! Ah!......
At this moment, there was a sudden change in the field, and blood shot into the sky. Someone's body was intact a moment ago, but now a faint blood line appeared from the head to the body, and then the whole body burst into pieces from the blood line.
Between the two halves, there is a trace of purple aura lingering in the crack.
Blood shot into the sky, and among the crowd of heroes, people fell to the ground one after another, their bodies broken into two halves, and blood spilled all over the ground.
At this moment, the bluestone street seemed to have turned into a hell. The scene was tragic. Dozens of people were lying on the ground with their bodies broken into two pieces. Red blood was flowing on the ground, and then gathered together and spread to the distance of the street.
, disappeared into the vast night.
The night was dark, the cold wind was blowing, and the smell of blood was so strong that it made people want to vomit, and it also made people frightened.