The blood moon is coming, zombies are coming

When Jian Chi heard this, his veins immediately popped out. Jian Chi drew his sword angrily and swung it, sending a huge sword energy straight towards the roof.

At the same time, a spell flew out from the roof and instantly turned into a protective shield, blocking the sword energy from outside.

Then, a figure jumped out from the roof and landed steadily next to Mo Feibai.

The person who came was wearing a black Taoist robe, looked like a scholar, and was very handsome.

Mo Feibai knew this person, his name was Yan Xingwen, the young apprentice of the leader of the Maoshan sect, and Mo Feibai's junior uncle. They had met before, and Yan Xingwen had taught Mo Feibai about spells.

"Uncle Junior." Mo Feibai immediately clasped his fists at Yan Xingwen and shouted.

"Yes." Yan Xingwen nodded with satisfaction.

"Yan Xingwen, are you seeking death?" Jian Chi looked at Yan Xingwen and said angrily.

Jian Chi looked like he was ready to continue fighting.

"Try it, you are in the middle stage of Nascent Soul stage and you want to bully my nephew who is in the middle stage of Golden Core stage. You have the nerve to do that." Yan Xingwen looked at Jian Chi and said with disdain.

Yan Xingwen still liked Mo Feibai, his nephew, even though they were about the same age.

The main reason is that among Yan Xingwen's nephews, there are not many who are lower than him, and the only one who is humble and polite is Mo Feibai, which suits him well and is in line with his personality of showing off.

"Okay, if you dare to call me that, I'll be sorry if I don't let you lie down for a few days." Jian Chi said harshly.

The swordsman wanted to compete with Mo Feibai, so naturally he would not use his cultivation to suppress others, otherwise it would be boring. He originally planned to suppress his cultivation to fight with Mo Feibai.

But he wouldn't say these words. Now, he just wanted to give Yan Xingwen a good beating.

Yan Xingwen turned to Mo Feibai and said, "You go out first, and I will fight with him."

Mo Feibai nodded and said, "Okay, little uncle, come on."

Mo Feibai turned around and left the square, opening the protective array on the way. As for the little fat guy Chong Yan, he had already run away long ago.

As soon as the protective formation opened, Jian Chi immediately struck Yan Xingwen with a sword energy.

Yan Xingwen drew in the void, and a spell was instantly generated, and the spell was instantly turned into a protective shield.

"Touch..." The sword energy struck the protective shield, and the sword energy and the protective shield disappeared at the same time.

The wind caused by the collision between the sword energy and the protective shield blew by, and the clothes of Jian Chi and Yan Xingwen rustled. However, Yan Xingwen was light and calm, with his left hand on his lower back, looking elegant.

Looking at Yan Xingwen's appearance, Jian Chi's anger rose again, and his sword energy slashed towards Yan Xingwen crazily.

Yan Xingwen drew the talisman with both hands at the same time. Once the talisman was completed, Yan Xingwen pointed his finger and the talisman was engraved into Yan Xingwen's feet.

Then, Yan Xingwen rushed out in an instant, easily dodging the flying sword energy.

Jian Chi continued to output wildly, chasing Yan Xingwen with sword energy one after another, but Yan Xingwen easily dodged them.

"Li Goudan, can you do it? You can't hit me like this." Yan Xingwen didn't forget to laugh.

Jian Chi flipped his sword, and four flying swords generated by true energy appeared above Jian Chi's head. The sword idiot took the sword and waved it at Yan Xingwen, and the four flying swords immediately flew towards Yan Xingwen.

Yan Xingwen continued to run quickly, trying to avoid it as easily as before. Unexpectedly, this time the flying sword actually had a tracking function.

So Yan Xingwen could only fly upside down while quickly drawing symbols in the void with both hands. The talisman was generated and flew directly towards the four flying swords, colliding with each other.

"Touch..." The talisman and the flying sword canceled each other out.

Jian Chi raised the sword in his hand with the tip of the sword facing upwards. On the other hand, the middle finger and index finger were close together. A large amount of true energy was condensed on the fingertips, and then Jian Chi touched the sword body with his fingers.

In an instant, countless flying swords condensed from true essence appeared above Jian Chi's head.

"Shushan Sword Technique, Ten Thousand Swords, Pierce the Yang!" Jian Chi pointed his sword at Yan Xingwen, and in an instant, countless flying swords flew towards Yan Xingwen like a river.

"Wow, are you serious?" Yan Xingwen immediately took out a paper charm, input his true energy, and a protective shield visible to the naked eye was instantly generated.

"Bump, bump, bump..." The sound of impact continued, and Yan Xingwen was instantly drowned by the flying sword.

Before the light from the flying sword explosion dissipated, a dark cloud suddenly formed above Jian Chi's head. The sword idiot saw the dark clouds and sensed the danger, and immediately turned into a sword light and sprang out.

"Boom..." Lightning fell from the dark clouds and struck Jian Chi's original position. Although Jian Chi dodged in time and was not struck by lightning, his black sword uniform was slightly damaged.

"You can hide pretty quickly." Yan Xingwen floated in mid-air and said with a smile.

In this way, the two of them kept fighting each other for two hours, and neither could do anything to the other.

Some of the onlookers left because they had been fighting for a long time.

Jian Chi and Yan Xingwen had been fighting for so long, but they still had some big moves that they couldn't use. There was no other way. The venue here was a bit too small for them. In the end, the two had no choice but to give up and agree to find another place to fight again. .

……

Obsidian City City Lord's Mansion.

Chen Ming was lying on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking about. Suddenly, he felt someone coming outside the room.

Chen Ming immediately pretended to be holding his chest, tossing and turning on the bed, and at the same time wailed: "It hurts... it hurts... it hurts me so much..."

Chen Qiaoer opened the door to the room, glanced at Chen Ming on the bed, and said angrily: "Okay, stop pretending. Senior Brother Sima is much better after taking the elixir and meditating. You even applied the medicine."

Chen Ming rolled his eyes and immediately argued: "He was injured less than me, how can he compare with me?"

Chen Qiaoer smiled and said: "Hehe, look at you, you are so confident in what you say, and you still say you are not pretending."

When Chen Ming heard this, he immediately thought to himself that he seemed to have been exposed.

But you still have to pretend, it's like a stubborn duck with a tough mouth.

So Chen Ming continued to wail: "How can there be... Ouch... it hurts..."

Chen Qiaoer rolled her eyes at Chen Ming and said, "Okay, I'll come see you later. You have a good rest."

"Um... Ouch..." Chen Ming continued to pretend awkwardly.

Chen Qiaoer glanced at Chen Ming angrily, then turned around and left, closing the door again.

When Chen Ming saw that Chen Qiao'er had left, he stopped pretending. He rested his head on his hands and looked at the top of the bed in a daze.

Chen Qiaoer was walking in the aisle when she suddenly felt the communication jade vibrate, so she took out the communication jade and looked at it, and found that the message was from He Buxiu.

He Buxiu said: "Junior sister Qiao'er, I'm going back to the clan. We may not be able to see each other again for a long time. Before leaving, I hope to say goodbye to you in person."

He Buxiu is personable and gentle, which is indeed more popular among girls, and Chen Qiaoer also happens to like this type.