The fairy is fierce

At night.

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Qingyun City is still peaceful and prosperous. Some people may have noticed the changes in the suburbs outside the city, but the exact news has not yet been reported back to the city.

The Zhang family manor is brightly lit, and more than a hundred round tables are set up on the martial arts field. The wine jars filled with "Floating Cloud Immortal Brew" are piled up like a mountain outside the Sword Pavilion.

Nearly a thousand monks sit cross-legged at the table, calling each other "Immortal Master" and "Daoyou" while toasting and exchanging cups. The scene is like the red-haired old immortal has a new concubine and is celebrating a big event.

Hu Yi, the ten-mile sword maniac, sat at a table with the two family heads, holding a wine glass in his hand, still recalling the battle with 'Jian Wuyi'; although he lost, he was still honorable to fight against a strong enemy, and there was no shame on Hu Yi's face, but he kept praising 'Jian Wuyi's superb swordsmanship, thus elevating the status of his opponent.

The family heads of the Lin and Wang families came from the same family as the ancestors of the Zhang family. They have been rooted in Qingyun City for many years. Even if they have not seen it with their own eyes, they have already guessed the dirty things in private. At this time, the two family heads were silent, looking at the back house of the Zhang family from time to time, waiting for Zhang Yinfeng to reappear.

As long as Zhang Yinfeng comes back, it means that the newly emerging swordsman of the Southern Wilderness has disappeared from the world.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Yinfeng returned to the martial arts field as expected by the two family heads; but the difference is that the way he came back is a little different.

Dongdong

Hu Yi was drinking with his head raised when he suddenly saw two black objects falling from the sky, as big as watermelons, hitting the table full of delicacies with two muffled sounds.

Many prestigious elders at the table all frowned, but before they could speak, they froze at the same time and their faces turned pale after seeing what the two objects on the table were.

Those were two human heads!

One had dry skin and flesh like a skeleton, and the face could only be barely seen from the outline of the bones.

One had long red hair and a sword hole on the back of his head, which pierced through his eyebrows. His eyes were still open at this time.

"Red-haired old immortal!"

"This..."

Everyone at the table recognized who the red-haired head belonged to, and naturally recognized who the head next to it was!

Looking at the scene of "father and son at the same table", everyone froze on the spot, and several Zhang family elders fell to the ground and shrank back in fear.

The movement on the table attracted the attention of the surrounding guests, and then the nearly 1,000 people in the entire martial arts arena fell silent, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

Pala

The wine pot in Hu Yi's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Perhaps it was the sound of the wine bottle breaking that woke up the two shocked family heads. The two raised their heads and looked above the Zhengjian Pavilion.

The silver moon was hanging in the air.

At the top of the seven-story tower, a figure appeared at some point.

The figure was dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat and a black scarf, standing quietly at the eaves of the top of the tower; with sharp eyes, he looked down at the monks in the city, with his hands behind his back, and a simple long sword with a dark red scabbard hanging on his waist.

The night wind blew across the tower, and the black robe of the figure fluttered gently in the wind, as stable as a mountain, just like a statue standing on the top of the tower, overlooking all living beings!

"Sword... Sword without intention?!"

"You..."

Several family heads and elders looked up at the black-clothed swordsman at the top of the sword pavilion, all of them were stunned, and they also understood what happened.

The black-clothed swordsman did not say anything, but moved his left hand slightly and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At this moment, the deadly martial arts field became a little quieter at this moment, as if even the candlelight in the lantern had stopped floating.

The soaring sword intent pressed towards everyone present, just like a sharp sword pointing at everyone's eyebrows, telling them clearly that you are about to die!

The huge martial arts field became chaotic, but no one dared to say a word.

So the elders all stepped back a few steps, with panic and disbelief on their faces.

Hu Yi's eyes were shocked. At this moment, he understood what kind of person he had fought with during the day.

The black-clad swordsman on the top of the tower held the hilt of the sword, but did not draw the sword. He just looked at everyone below and said in a cold voice:

"I took the sword according to the rules and did not mean to hurt anyone; but afterwards, these two juniors broke their promises and ambushed and killed me outside the city, trying to kill me. What do you think, how should this account be settled?"

The words were full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.

Hu Yi could not figure out how high the other party's realm was, but the red-haired old immortal had been beheaded, so no matter how low, it was still higher than him; he realized that something was wrong and raised his hand quickly:

"Immortal, I am an outsider, just like you, I came to attend the meeting. No matter what happened, it has nothing to do with me; it was the junior who offended me during the day, and I hope that you will find a culprit and not hurt innocent people."

After speaking, he raised his hand and retreated to the back of the martial arts arena.

Other casual cultivators who came here to eat and drink for free, seeing this scene, needless to say, did not even dare to speak, and all dispersed outside the martial arts arena.

The Zhang family members saw the sudden death of the ancestor and the head of the family. Although they were angry and sad, their anger was not as important as their lives. They just stood there as if they were facing a great enemy.

The two heads of the family turned pale.

The head of the Lin family saw that they were here to seek revenge, and hurriedly bowed and saluted:

"Master, we are not from the Zhang family, but we are all rooted in Qingyun City..."

The black-clothed swordsman on the top of the tower had a cold look in his eyes:

"I am attending a meeting in Qingyun City. Do you think that you can get rid of the relationship by saying "I am not from the Zhang family"? "

"..."

The two heads of the family were speechless at the same time, and glanced at the red-haired old immortal who died with his eyes open. They didn't even have the courage to draw their swords, so they could only bow and apologize:

"The Zhang family is the leader of Qingyun City. The Red-haired Old Immortal and Zhang Yinfeng never told outsiders about the private actions. It is indeed difficult for us to detect. Even if we are wrong, we are not guilty of death. We hope that the Immortal Master will forgive us and show mercy. We are willing to compensate the Immortal Master, as long as the Immortal Master asks..."

The black-clothed swordsman snorted lightly:

"How to compensate?"

The two heads of the family were amnestyed and said that they would talk about it. The head of the Lin family hurried forward:

"Qingyun City can only forge swords, and the only swords that can be taken out are those three swords. The Immortal Master has taken one. The other two will be regarded as the gift of apology from Qingyun City. What do you think?"

The black-clothed swordsman did not speak. After a moment of silence, he let go of the hilt of the sword.

The head of the Lin family was as if he had been pardoned, and he quickly winked at the people behind him.

The three family elders dared not say a word, and stepped forward and put their hands on the door of the sword pavilion.

The windows and doors of the seven-story tower slowly opened.

The two swords on the sixth floor reappeared, trembling slightly under the eyes of everyone, then floated up, flew out of the window, and fell into the hands of the black-clothed swordsman.

The two family heads saw the magical power of "controlling objects from a distance", and their eyes were full of awe, and they hurriedly bowed again.

The black-clothed swordsman caught the two swords and looked down at the people in the room:

"In the future, if Qingyun City violates chivalry in the slightest, I promise that Qingyun City will not leave a single blade of grass, not only the Zhang family, but also your Wang family and Lin family."

The two family heads hurriedly bowed: "The immortal's teachings, the younger generation will definitely remember it in their hearts."

The black-clothed swordsman stopped talking and slowly disappeared into the eaves.

Soon, a red stream of light flew out from the top of the tower, shooting towards the distance, and disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye.

"Huh"

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the immortal flying away on a sword, and many people sat down on the ground directly.

The two family heads turned to look at the head of the red-haired old immortal, and they were still frightened and dared not speak for a long time...——

The moon was in the sky, and the wind was blowing in the sea of ​​clouds.

The immortal master Liu Chunfeng stepped on the red flying sword, his robes moved with the wind, and passed through the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Zuo Lingquan, wearing a bamboo hat, held three swords in his arms, stood on the slender sword blade, supported Liu Chunfeng's shoulders, and looked at the rivers and mountains below.

Liu Chunfeng was a casual cultivator who had reached the level of half-step Youhuang. His combat power could not be said to be low, but without the five elements, it could not be said to be high either.

Liu Chunfeng was still in shock after going to Qingyun City to show off. He spoke after walking away:

"You are really a fool. There are seven or eight middle and late stage spirit valley people here. We are at home. I can't stop them if we really fight. You are just threatening, but you dare to ask for the precious sword that supports their appearance."

"Killing people is only a temporary solution. Taking the sword is secondary. Warning them not to do anything wrong in the future is the most important thing."

Zuo Lingquan chuckled, took out the sword of the red-haired old immortal, and handed it to Liu Chunfeng:

"Senior Liu is close to fire in the five elements. I think this sword will be useful."

As a worshipping immortal master, Liu Chunfeng must receive a reward for taking risks to go out and do things outside the mission. If Zuo Lingquan doesn't give it, Qihuang Valley will have to give it later, but it will definitely not give such a good sword.

Liu Chunfeng was a little surprised and said politely:

"Little friend Zuo, I'm just running an errand, I'm afraid I don't deserve it."

"If Senior Liu didn't take the risk to come and pick us up, we would still be hunted down; if you didn't take me back to Qingyun City, I couldn't take the other two swords; this is my due thanks."

Seeing this, Liu Chunfeng didn't hesitate to take the sword and said:

"I really don't deserve this sword, my husband and I owe you a big favor, if you need anything in the future, just ask."

"Senior Liu, you're too polite."

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