Chapter 9 Sword Slave

This man is very ordinary, with a square face and looks like a real person. However, his eyes reveal a sense of perseverance all the time, as if this perseverance is engraved in his bones.

In addition, his body contains a gathered sword, which echoes an ordinary sword behind him.

After seeing this person, Huang Xuanzi immediately stood up and saluted him, "Uncle Jiannu!"

And the other brothers also got up one after another and respectfully greeted the sword slave. Obviously, this person's identity is very noble within Xianzong.

Nie Feng did not neglect at all. He stood beside Huang Xuanzi and arched his hand and said, "I have seen Brother Jiannu!"

The relationship between them is very chaotic, but in the fairy path, they are usually different, so no one feels strange.

Although there was no smile on the sword slave's face, there was no hostility. He just conveyed a strong sense of fighting spirit in a low voice and said, "I saw you fight with Uncle Seismic before. It seems that you are a good opponent. I, the sword slave, officially challenge you!"

Nie Feng stared at the sword slave in front of him, and his previous hearing flashed in his heart. This sword slave is an abandoned baby brought back by the emperor from the foot of the mountain a hundred years ago.

He is generous, but he has a good mind. Practice immortal spells, and have mediocre qualifications. But after a love affair, he was infatuated with kendo and showed amazing talent in kendo cultivation.

After that, in an in-door competition, he was amazing and brilliant, and became one of the next candidates for teaching.

Moreover, ten years ago, he was able to fight with Xuanyuezi and become the second person of the Xuanzi generation of Xianzong. Then, he went down the mountain with his sword and visited the world. He once vowed that he would never return to the mountain without understanding the strong sword.

Now, since he has returned to the mountain, with his will, he has cultivated a sword that satisfies him.

Nie Feng turned his mind and smiled and said, "There is no need to say anything about the challenge, but Nie Feng can compete with his brother."

The sword slave didn't care about the wording. Seeing that his goal was achieved, he said, "Well, let's fight in the open space outside the courtyard." After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Nie Feng's group of people also followed closely and came to the open space outside the courtyard.

The sword slave stood opposite Nie Feng, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sharp sword. He said to Nie Feng, "Can we start?"

Nie Feng nod his head and saw that the sword slave suddenly appeared all over his body, forming a looming green dragon on his head. However, if you look carefully, you can see that those green dragons are completely composed of a small sword.

Looking at the extremely ferocious Qinglong with open teeth and claws, Nie Feng understood that this was the sword meaning of the sword slave.

Very powerful!

"I'm out of the sword, be careful!"

As soon as the sword slave finished his words, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up in his lightning-like hand. In just a moment, he had pulled his sword out of its sheath, which made the sword more serious.

As soon as he put out his sword, Nie Feng saw a sword light flashing in front of him, as if he was shocked.

So-so...

Nie Feng's two fingers turned into a sword, golden and shining, and pointed at the sword body of the sword slave like lightning. The strong momentum, through the sword body, stirred the sword slave's sword into sparks, twisting around.

The two retreated at a touch, so fast that others could not see clearly at all.

The sword slave shook his trembling wrist, stared at Nie Feng, and said with a smile, "Nie Feng, you are really awesome. However, next, please be careful. This is the art of killing, a combination of Wusheng Da Daoshu and Jianqi Da Daoshu, which is very powerful!"

Nie Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that someone had practiced two great arts outside the hidden pavilion and combined them.

At the moment when he was in his concentration, he suddenly found that the swordsman's swordsmanship began to change and became miserable. Among them, it also reveals a breath of extinction and vitality.

"Master, please step back!"

Nie Feng turned around and shouted to Huang Xuanzi and others, and began to urge the valley power, making him feel a layer of energy around his body. The tyrannical spirit is a manifestation of his powerful power.

In an instant, the two accumulated their momentum to the peak.

The powerful collision caused the earth between them to crack, and the dust rose into the air. At this moment, Huang Xuanzi and others had already retreated to the door of the courtyard, but they were still overwhelmed by the momentum accumulated by the two.

"Attention!"

The sword slave shouted in a low voice, holding a sword in one hand, and pressing on the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the energy all over his body poured into the sword. With a bang, a sword spirit was stimulated from the long sword.

At the same time, the whole body of Jiannu rushed to Nie Feng at a very fast speed.

A simple sword spirit and a front thorn contain an boundless breath of killing. So much so that a simple sword makes the world rolling, forming a strange face.

Nie Feng only felt that this sword was extremely sharp and could pierce anything in the world. However, at this time, Nie Feng could not be allowed to think too much. He ran vigorously and turned into a thick loess shield!

Miso!

The long sword is like electricity, bursting with shining light, and in the blink of an eye, it directly splits the Loess Aegis. The sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, directly smashing Nie Feng's Loess Shield. At the same time, the long sword ** is frighteningly fast.

However, Nie Feng can still see the trajectory of the sword clearly.

"Black Water God Fist!"

It was also at that moment that Nie Feng's fists came out, and a tearful breath spit out, directly at the tip of the sword. However, the sword directly broke the strength of the Black Water God's fist.

It seems that the sword is indestructible!

Boom!

At the moment when the strength of the Black Water God's fist was broken, a golden spirit composed of 27 apertures suddenly surged up in Nie Feng's fist, and suddenly cut out of Nie Feng's fist.

With the power of fist, it stimulates a qi chop.

In the blink of an eye, he cut the stabbed sword so that it could not go further. With this, the sword suddenly broke free from the sword slave's hand, flew back, and inserted it directly at the feet of the sword slave.

Poo!

The sword slave's internal organs were shaken by Nie Feng's vigor, so that he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. Even so, his face did not look a trace of fear, but was extremely resolute.

Nie Feng gave him a thumbs up and smiled, "Brother Jiannu, your swordsmanship can't be broken even by the earthquake. It's very powerful. However, it seems that your sword spirit Da Daoshu is not enough with the realm of Wusheng Da Dao Shu!"

The sword slave quickly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, then waved his hand, sucked the long sword into the palm of his hand, inserted it into the scabbard, and said cheerfully, "Yes, it's really not enough. Otherwise, I won't challenge you for no reason. I want to borrow your strength to help me break through.

Nie Feng seemed to have expected it and said, "What's the result?"

The sword slave still looked unchanged and smiled, "Although there is no breakthrough, the moment you repelled my sword, the bottleneck of Wusheng Avenue seems to be a little loose. If you go back to study for a while, you should be able to break through.

Nie Feng said calmly, "Brother Jiannu, if you have a useful place, please feel free to speak."

The sword slave nodded in response, thanked him, and turned away.

Everyone looked at the back of the sword slave and felt that this person was quite open and aboveboard. At this time, Tang Liuer's eyes were sharp, and she saw another person wandering in the distance and shouted, "Look, who is that man?"

Nie Feng glanced at him, recognized the other party at once, and said coldly, "My cousin, Nie Zha!" After saying that, he turned around and walked to the courtyard. At the same time, he said to Tang Liuer, "Ryuer, go and call him to my bedroom."

Tang Liuer answered and walked towards Nie Zha.

Nie Feng said goodbye to everyone and returned to the bedroom and sat at the square table in front of the wooden bed. After less than a cup of tea, Tang Liuer led Nie Zha over.

Tang Liuer felt that the atmosphere was not right. After sending the person here, she found an excuse to leave in a hurry, leaving Nie Feng and Nie Zha.

Nie Zha looks a little haggard, and his realm is still in the refining period. In the face of Nie Feng, he was uncomfortable and couldn't help rubbing his hands. He didn't know how to speak.

After looking at him for a moment, Nie Feng said to him, "You have something to say."

Nie Zha swallowed a mouthful of water and said astringently, "Near Fengtang... Uncle Nie Feng!"

When he didn't finish his words, Nie Feng interrupted him and said, "Just call me Nie Feng!"

Nie Zha nodded obediently and said, "Nie Feng, there is one thing, I beg you for your help."

Seeing that his eyes were anxious, Nie Feng said, "Tarre!"

Nie Zha pondered for a moment, organized his words, and said, "Six months ago, my father suddenly came from his hometown. When he was found, he was very poisoned and dying. Later, with the permission of the Xuanzi elder uncle in the gate, he was brought back to the mountain gate, and he was kind-hearted and gave him an elixir to suppress the toxicity.

"But now, the toxicity can't be suppressed and can't be dispelled, and it is in danger. I saw you come back yesterday. You must have a way to save him.

Pup!

Speaking of this, Nie Zha suddenly knelt in front of Nie Feng, with tears in his eyes, and begged, "I beg you, go and save him!" Please!"

From Nie Zha's narration to his sudden kneeling, Nie Feng was not psychologically prepared at all. This is still the same Mr. Nie who used to be superior and unscrupulous.

As soon as he saw this, Nie Feng couldn't bear it. He reached out and waved his hand with a strong force. He held Nie Zha up and said, "Okay, I'll go with you, but I can only do my best."

Nie Zha thanked him again and again, and hurriedly took Nie Feng to the gate of Huang Xuanzi.

In fact, Nie Feng did not care about the past, but compared Nie Zha with Nie Taihua. The former is willing to kneel down for his father. The latter, in order to survive, cruelly sed his father.

With such a comparison, the judgment is high and low.

What's more, filial piety is the first. Since Nie Zha has this kind of filial piety, Nie Feng will naturally not be indifferent and will not save him when he dies.

Because, in his opinion, Rao is the law of the jungle and the survival of unscrupulous means. However, the soul should always have a scale and be full of necessary tolerance and love for the world.

In the middle of thinking, Nie Feng followed Nie Zha to the dilapidated house where Nie Zha lived.

However, Nie Taifeng's figure was not seen.