Chapter 66

Hearing Xiao and asking about life and death, Yan Feng did not laugh. At this moment, he re-tell the assassination of Yan Hong. Of course, he can hide some things such as the treasures in the purple gold box and the moonlight box. After all, this is the secret of the family. After saying that, he heard that the Yan family and Ye Nancheng soldiers were extremely angry. On the contrary, the inner disciples of the Wuya Sword School also looked at the core figures of the Sword School such as Xiao Wensheng with an incredible face. Their expressions were very naive. At this moment, they were looking forward to Xiao Wensheng giving them an answer.

"I'm sorry," Xiao Wensheng said calmly, "I have never participated in any hanging activities, and I don't know that the three elders I sent have done such an act. You can imagine that if I knew that the three elders had such a secret hiding place at the bottom of the river, I would have sent people down to surround you and need to work on it. Wait?"

In the face of the cunning, Yan Feng inserted a needle at the seam: "You don't know where he is hiding, or you don't know that he took my Yan's treasure, but this doesn't mean that you haven't participated in this matter, it's just futile!"

"If you have to say this," Xiao Wensheng looked helpless and said with a gloomy expression, "Then you can rush up and kill. Anyway, I don't know about this. My disciples and I will never bend down to you because of unnecessary things. As a last, I will open this endless sword array in the mountains. At worst, Waiting to die together!"

He said a few plain words, but they hit the hearts of the Yan family and Ye Nancheng soldiers like thunder. As we all know, any sect of some scale will arrange a sword array at the location of its sect. Most of this kind of sword array is used to protect the sect from the destruction of traitors. Generally speaking, it is set up by the power of many masters, and some invite swordsmiths, but either one can be opened through the sword eye.

Although the power of the sword array is large and small, it is extremely weak for the sword array of a sect, which can also be released in an instant and destroy people without notice.

Xiao Wensheng's words also gave his disciples a reassurance. At this time, the elder next to Xiao Wensheng pushed the flames and said, "The head showed such courage and vowed to live and die together with the sect, so what reason do we have to put those grudges and hatred on the head of the sect? Since the murderer has died. That matter has come to an end. If you are still obsessed with it, then these 700 disciples under my family can't help you to fool around. You will definitely test your sword and recommend heaven with blood!"

"Try the sword with your body! Recommend the sky with blood!"

"Try the sword with your body! Recommend the sky with blood!"

At the end of the elder's words, the will of the disciples of the Wuya Sword School was completely corrected. In the face of the demise of the sect and the provocation of the enemy, these hot-blooded young people shared the enemy, although they died!

Seeing this, the owner of Ye Nancheng walked to Yan Feng and said in such a low voice that only Yan Feng could hear his words: "Prinant Yan, even if these ignorant descendants are really obsessed and kill them, I feel sorry. Let's think of a way--

"Pear Yan!" Before Ye Nancheng's words were finished, Xiao Wensheng on the opposite side said. He thought that he had already seen the embarrassment of Yan Feng and others and deliberately wanted to give him a higher level. "Master Yan, I have the same enemy of Jianpai. Although your Yan family is victorious, it is not popular! At present, I have a way to avoid bloodshed on both sides and fulfill your revenge wishes, but whether you can achieve your goal depends on whether you have the ability or not?

Seeing that Yan Feng didn't say anything, he looked straight over and smiled calmly. He took two steps forward, pointed to the high platform on one side of his body and shouted, "If you want to kill us for revenge, then we will let you kill! However, you won't stretch your neck so that you can kill as much as you want! I put the rules here. You can choose three strong men to challenge any one in the Wuya Sword School. If someone on our side dies, it will be regarded as your revenge. However, if someone on your side dies, we can only blame it for the end of the sun! From now on, the river will not violate the well water!"

Yan Feng showed a murderous intention at the corners of his mouth and said coldly, "That's good. Three people are enough."

Seeing Yan Feng's words, the smiling question on the opposite side clapped his hands and shouted, "If that's the case, then start the comparison. If you lose, serve you with the boundless sword array!" Xiao Wensheng's sonorous words greatly inspired the hearts of the disciples of the Wuya Sword School. For a moment, they raised the long sword in their hands and shouted the four words "Wuya Sword School". Their voices were majestic and resounded through the sky.

On the Yan family's side, they have begun to select manpower. Yan Feng said, "We need to select three strongest people from the family to compare!" As soon as he finished speaking, the elder Gong stood up and patted his chest: "To avenge the eldest brother, you have to count me. In this family, I can't beat you, but the others are still fine. Don't you think it's Yan Yi?"

Yan Yi nodded and said, "Of course, it's just me!"

Yan Feng looked at Yan Song with a somewhat difficult expression. Yan Yi saw this and wondered, "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Let's choose the guys who are going to die on the opposite side first!" Yan Feng changed the topic and stared at the opposite side and said, "Laughing is one, and the elder next to him is one. In addition, there is a high-grade one behind him..."

Yan Song looked over and recognized the man at a glance: "He is the owner of Xuanbing Hall. At the beginning, when I came here to do Xuanbing business, it was a deal with him."

"Well, in the next fight, we don't want to compete for the wind, but to win steadily." Yan Feng turned to say solemnly, "In the first scene, the elders fought against the Xuanbing Hall Lord!" Hearing this, the elder Gong pointed to the opposite side and said, "Feng'er, I can completely knock that elder to the ground!"

Yan Feng hurriedly persuaded, "You will beat the master of Xuanbing Hall, and I will deal with the elder!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yi opened his mouth and said doubtfully, "Brother, do you want me to deal with the old fox? OK! Then I'll fight with him!"

"I ask myself that I'm not the opponent of that old guy!" Seeing that Yan Yi was stunned, Yan Feng continued to say, "So, you can't fight him. This person has to be handed over to Songer."

"Song'er?" Not to mention the elders and Yan Yi, Ye Nancheng and the rest of the soldiers around them were surprised and joked that they let the younger generation of the family deal with the most powerful old man. This... Isn't that bullshit!

Yan Yi looked at Yan Song with a calm expression and couldn't help saying, "Brother, Songer has just been promoted to the second-order Xuanshi. I think the old man opposite is about to break through Xuanzong. How can the gap between the two be so big?"

Yan Feng gave everyone a positive look, so he stopped arguing and shouted to the opposite side, "In the first scene, the elders of our Yan family are going to challenge the master of the Xuanbing Hall of the Wuya Sword School!"

When he heard the words, his calm expression suddenly stunned. He said to himself what was going on. The strength of the old man is one of the few in the Yan family. How could he find the third-rate master of the Wuya Sword School to compete? It was rare that the head of the Yan family did not choose me. Finally, he killed the two of us and let me kill them. A scapegoat? Humph, as long as I don't die, everything is easy to say, which can also help me get rid of my two confidants!

He turned his head to look at the master of Xuanbing Hall beside him, without saying anything, and gave the latter a look. The master of Xuanbing Hall walked up the stage with his sword. At this time, the elder of Xuangong had already waited on the stage with a black scepter in his hand.

When the elder was under the stage, he saw that the Xuanbing Hall Lord was just an ordinary second-order Xuanshi, which was even worse than him. He danced the black scepter. Just as he was about to start, he saw that it was difficult to deal with the other side, but he still said harshly: "For what happened ten years ago, I have never heard of. This comparison, I still hope to stop."

"This is going to ask about the scepter in my hand!" As the elder Chuangong said, the black power in his hand suddenly swished up, and in an instant, a gust of black wind flew out of the stick and went straight to the opponent. And when the Xuanbing Hall owner saw that the other party was merciless, he also pulled out the long sword on his back, jumped up, dodged the other party's blow, and stabbed the elder.

"Wind Lion Martial Soul!" The elder of Chuangong shouted, and the black scepter stabbed the front and upper. A dark shadow burst out of his abdomen in an instant. In a blink of an eye, he rushed out of his body. The magnificent black Xuanqi formed a huge male lion, with a roar of the king of beasts in his mouth, and suddenly rushed to the master of Xuanbing Hall without any hesitation. He directly killed the latter Falling to the ground.

"Black Xun Zhan!" The elder of Gong stopped. His figure did not match his age at all. He turned his body flexibly, and the black scepter suddenly stabbed forward. Suddenly, a dark black light came from the stick, forming a black sword, which directly stabbed the Xuanbing hall master below through the lion's body. The hall owner only cared about stopping the top. The wind lion's martial soul bit him, and his heart was inexplicably hit by a sword. He didn't know how the other party would take action until he died!

The Yan family, together with the soldiers of the owner of Ye Nancheng, shouted for the victory of the elders of Chuangong, straightened his body, looked at the angry eyes of the Wuya Sword School opposite, and walked down the stage expressionlessly.

A complex expression flashed on Xiao Wensheng's face, and then became depressed. He asked the two disciples behind him to carry away the body of the master of Xuanbing Hall, and then abide by the rules he said and waited quietly for the other party to fight for the second time.

Yan Feng nodded to the elder of Chuangong, and then looked at the smiling student opposite: "The second scene, I'll challenge the elder of your endless sword school!" As he spoke, he walked to the stage. The elder opposite was dressed in purple. At first glance, he should be the master of the inner disciple. When he walked on the steps, he had already pulled out the golden sword in his hand. Without saying a word, he stabbed Yan Feng with an arrow step. The tip of the sword flashed cold and was full of momentum.

Yan Feng suddenly turned around, gently under his feet, and then retreated. He suddenly turned around in the air, took a virtual step under his feet, and suddenly turned his body back. His left two fingers overflowed with blue sword spirit, and seven or eight-foot air swords overflowed around his body. With a sudden wave of one arm, eight swords flew together, and the cold air was like frost. Wherever they passed, the air condensed into The crystallization flew rapidly to the bottom.

The elder never thought of killing the other party's first move. Before the stabbed sword was completely stopped, he hurriedly withdrew it. The forward body could not dodge, so he had to block the golden sword left and right in front of him.

Suddenly, the blue main sword and three or five swords were shaken down by him, while the remaining two or three swords directly entered his body. Three blood holes quickly burst out of his chest, and his clothes were torn. The elder's body flew directly backwards and almost fell under the stage.

The corners of Yan Feng's eyes tightened, and he saw the scar left on the elder's chest. He couldn't help saying angrily, "The scar on your chest must have been licked off by the skin by the long tongue of the silver python. He also said that he didn't know what happened in the past. Look at the sword!"