Chapter 42 Back to Sect

Looking at the white fat man kneeling in front of him, Han Fei was really speechless. He didn't ask anything. Why did he cry?

"Let me ask you, there has been an immortalist surnamed Jiao here."

"I've been here, I've been here." Fatty Bai quickly explained, for fear of neglecting. Previously, a pair of businessmen who came and sent the goods. Among these merchants, there were seven or eight people surnamed Jiao, dressed as warriors..."

The white fat man cried, which made Han Fei finally understand. The Jiao family suddenly came to the magic family and could only escape. There were only seven people in the family to escape. The owner and children of Jiao, as well as five granddaughters and grandchildren, an old housekeeper and a maid who had a good relationship with the young lady. The way the seven people escaped, walked and stopped all the way, leaving the white cloth for Lei Yun and walked here.

Originally, I had always wanted to find a place to settle down. When I saw the white fat man here, I was about to open my mouth, but the white fat man sent someone to grab the goods first to grab the seemingly precious treasure in this person's hand.

"Bai Fatty, there is no good result if you are greedy. If you are greedy, you will have to borrow and repay. If you are greedy, you will have retribution." Leaving a sentence, Han Fei moved his feet and flew away to the sky. If this place is not there, he will stay. He must quickly go back to the sect to practice. The news of the Jiao family still needs to be told to Lei Yun.

The Tang Dynasty experienced the war, but it became more prosperous. The lord of the Tang Dynasty was politically enlightened and deeply loved by the people. The warriors and knights followed him. After a few years of opening up the country, it was already a peaceful and prosperous era.

Returning to the Tang Dynasty, Han Fei quietly visited Fulong Temple, went to the Yang family, and met his aunt. When he learned that his aunt had been married, he was even more excited and stayed for another day.

I returned to Yang's house in Yudu City and met my second aunt and Lao Taijun. It was warm for several days before I left reluctantly.

Walking on the sheep intestine path, the dragon sword seemed to fall asleep, the sword body was dim, and the existence of the sword spirit could not be felt.

Looking up, the rolling mountains in front of you are already faintly visible, and the glow, even on a snowy day, is still extremely clear.

"Xianxiazong, I'm back." Standing at the foot of Xianxiazong Mountain, the corners of his eyes swept through some small things hidden in the dark.

Looking up, a stone ladder is like a long dragon winding around the huge peak of the mountain gate.

Just as he was about to move, someone jumped out secretly.

"Taoist friends, slow down, it's dangerous ahead!"

Several people were scattered. The leading thin and dry man stopped Han Fei and said, "Taoist friend, this Xianxia Sect can't enter."

Han Fei's appearance looks very dusty, a group of scattered clothes, and he is murderous, and the white pupil seems to be cold. What can't you get in?"

"I'm afraid Taoist friends don't know anything!" The thin man had a goat's beard and looked like a fairy. Song was a monk in the Tang Dynasty. Before March, he heard that Xianxiazong opened the mountain gate and accepted a wide range of disciples. He wanted to come and find a strong aura and elixir here to make a breakthrough. However, it suddenly appeared..."

"Flash!" Before he finished speaking, Han Fei pushed him in an instant.

"Wh!" A cold light passed by, and the cold fly instantly cooled his face, and the murderous spirit soared to the air.

What was killed was a flying sword, which was so fast and explosive.

"Humph!" With a cold hum, several flying swords came again. Han Fei even dodged and didn't even have a chance to get out of the sword.

"What a fast attack, so close, it must be a flying sword controlled by one person. Wonderful, who can control so many flying swords?" In dodging, Han Fei couldn't pull out the flying sword behind him. The sword spirit was asleep. He couldn't control the flying sword with spiritual thoughts like other immortals.

The flying sword only saw the tail light quickly, and the killing connection between the flying swords was continuous, and Han Fei had to admire it.

However, isn't Hanfei so simple to deal with it? Can't he kill people without a sword?

As soon as he raised his hands, he just dodged two flying swords and pinched the secret. A faint wind swept the two flying swords. At the same time, several paper charms burst, and countless ice creams exploded, blowing away the flying swords away.

"Humph!" This time it was Han Fei's turn to hum coldly. He took action in Xianxia Sect. Han Fei was murderous together. He did not kill the enemy and vowed not to stop.

Thousands of swordsmanships were killed with the breath in his heart, and the man who was hidden in the dark was suddenly forced out.

As soon as the man appeared, Han Fei was stunned at first, and the murderous intention of later generations came out.

"What a Lieyang swordsman, how dare you come here to make trouble." It's cold and rainy.

"Taoist friend, it's wrong for you. Even if you are a master of the Lieyang Sword Sect, you can't sneak up under the mountain gate. At least it's a famous school..." The thin goat beard is a half-old Taoist, with a white face, and the goat's beard has been cut off in half, and he almost cut to the skin. At this time, when I saw the man appear, only he, who was in the middle of the foundation, really jumped up boldly and scolded, but the devious scolding was so speechless.

Han Fei was like being poured cold water, and his murderous intention withered weakly in an instant.

"Tell me, tell me, my beard is to show that I'm mature. If I don't have a beard, how can I rely on the old to sell the old, how can I cheat... To teach those lost people... And tell me, you don't be afraid that you don't give Xianxia Zong face like this..."

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man who jumped out drank coldly and killed several flying swords.

Han Fei stretched out his hand to block it, and the murderous spirit reopened. A sword spirit was intertwined into a sword curtain, and then instantly entangled, little by little, it sank into the water, and slowly disappeared in the air.

"I've been studying the sword array in recent months, so I'll take you... Er!"

If you take action several times, someone will always stop you.

Five glows were suddenly killed in the air, which scared Han Fei.

"Death!"

"Dog thief!"

"I'll trick you!"

"Haha!"

"I found you!"

Five sounds sounded almost at the same time. Hearing this sound, I couldn't help but be shocked, and a feeling of joy surged up.

The colorful glow of the sky flies down, not only the cold, but also the thin and half-old immortals are full of excitement.

"It's Xianxia Five Swords. I'm so lucky to see it, wow!"

Han Fei has to admire this person. He is so old, why is he not stable at all?

The heavy force fell from the sky first, and everyone was in shape, especially the several flying swords that were assassinated and slowed down.

Then there is the light like a bright moon, sprinkled under the bright moonlight, and all the figures are invisible.

The sharp force cut down, and a thick and sharp sword fell like a meteor, stopping several flying swords.

The flames ignite, guarding Han Fei and others.

The sky thunder exploded, and several flying swords fell and shattered.

Five swords, exactly:

The heavy sword of the big cow;

Zhao Wan's Kaiyuan Sword;

He Yixiang's sword guard;

Yang Xiaomeng's bright moon sword.

Thunder cloud's wooden thunder sword.