Chapter 70 The fairy city is shaken! Fight against Fengyue Patriarch!
"Shua——"
The bright sword rainbow flew directly into the sky above Fengyue City.
A faint wisp of sword intent erupted.
It swept through the entire fairy city.
This moment.
Many monks in Fengyue City noticed it.
They were all shocked and said:
"Where do you come from who is not afraid of death? Don't you know that Fengyue City prohibits flying in the air?!"
"Hiss - Fengyue City has been established for so long, and there are still people who don't understand the rules?"
"Hahahaha! There will be something good to watch soon!"
"Where is the law enforcement team? Fengyue City's law enforcement team should be here soon, right?!"
Just when a group of casual cultivators were talking about it.
A clear voice suddenly resounded throughout Fengyue City——
"Feng Yue, get out and die!"
The words just fell.
Fengyue City suddenly became quiet.
Countless monks looked at each other.
When they heard the clear voice, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, looking at the figure in the sky in disbelief.
Look around.
Everyone only saw a fluttering white dress, and a magnificent back appeared in front of them. The man stood proudly in the sky holding a divine sword, and his sharp sword intent shot straight into the sky...
"He...what was he just saying?"
"It seems to be saying, Fengyue, get out and die?!"
"Oh my God! Who is this person? How dare he be so rampant?!"
Countless casual cultivators were shocked and frightened.
They looked at the white-clothed figure above the sky with fearful eyes, and they even thought about running away quickly? !
otherwise.
In case it gets involved in any trouble.
That would be a disaster!
"Huh?"
At this moment, a monk suddenly noticed something. He pointed at the white-clothed back above the sky and said in shock:
"Look! The divine sword held by that man emits endless mysterious light. This..."
"Could it be the legendary Nine Heavens Divine Weapon!"
"Eh? There is a folding fan hanging on his waist. Why does it look so familiar?!"
"Hiss—f*ck! Isn't this the mountain and river fan of Ancestor Fengyue?"
"What?!"
As soon as these words came out, all the casual cultivators around him were shocked.
Mountain and river fan?
Isn’t that the magic weapon that made Patriarch Fengyue famous?
Why did it suddenly appear in this person's hands? !
For a while.
Countless casual cultivators in Fengyue City were all stunned.
Things seem to be getting a little confusing, right?
Inside the restaurant.
Qi Hao and others were already stunned.
No, buddy, aren’t we here to investigate Patriarch Fengyue’s collusion with the Demon Cult? You...
What's the point of rushing in and letting people come out to die? !
Lu Xueqi's pretty face was dull.
She stared blankly at the white-clothed figure above the sky, still a little confused in her eyes.
Qi Hao's mouth twitched slightly.
Junior Brother Ji, is this the investigation you are talking about?
Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head in a daze.
Nothing surprised him.
After all...
Although he had heard of Patriarch Fengyue, he believed in his seventh senior brother even more.
A casual cultivator in Shangqingjing?
Who is not a Shangqing realm?
"Fuck!"
Zhou Xian couldn't help but curse.
He stared blankly at the white-clothed figure above the sky, completely dumbfounded...
Who in the family understands?
I just talked to a young man.
After finishing speaking, they turned around and went directly to kill Patriarch Fengyue? Let him get out and die? !
Damn it.
Those who didn’t know thought that I asked him to kill him! Zhou Xian stroked his beard tremblingly.
When Lu Xueqi and others were not paying attention, he quickly picked up Xiaohuan and planned to run away...
"Stop!"
But soon, they were surrounded by a group of casual cultivators. They pointed at Zhou Xian and Lu Xueqi menacingly and said:
"It's them! They are with the man in the sky!"
"Catch them quickly!"
"Dedicate it to Patriarch Fengyue in a moment!"
Just when this group of casual cultivators was planning to arrest Lu Xueqi and the others...
"Boom——"
An extremely huge momentum suddenly erupted.
It instantly covered the entire Fengyue City.
Shangqingjing!
This is the real Shangqing realm!
The surrounding casual cultivators stared blankly at the aura emanating from the figure in white, and finally...
They silently put away their magic weapons.
never mind.
The feud between Shangqing and Qing.
It's not something that minor cultivators like them can get involved in.
Zhou Xian didn’t run away either.
He looked at Ji Changfeng above the sky in bewilderment, and subconsciously tugged on his beard.
Shangqingjing? !
When he saw Ji Changfeng for the first time, he felt that this boy was a little different.
Didn't expect to be a master of the Supreme Purity?
At this moment.
Qi Hao and others also reacted.
Although they were a little confused by Ji Changfeng's approach, they still chose to support it immediately.
"Shua——"
Several people quickly offered their magic weapons.
Qi Hao looked at the casual cultivators present and said with a heavy face: "Everyone, we are disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Not long ago, we found out that Patriarch Fengyue colluded with the Demon Cult. This matter has nothing to do with you casual cultivators. Don't make any mistakes. Go astray and help the evildoers..."
As soon as this statement came out.
The surrounding casual cultivators suddenly looked at each other in confusion.
Colluding with the Demon Cult? Helping the tyrants to do evil?
As soon as they heard the words ‘Qingyun Gate’, the thoughts that were about to stir in their hearts disappeared without a trace...
For a while, the scene was so deadlocked.
"Boom——"
Above the sky, Ji Changfeng stood in the air holding the Moxue Divine Sword. He was dressed in flying white clothes, with a handsome face, and his vivid eyes flashed with sharp sword intent.
He stared straight ahead.
An old man suddenly appeared there.
The other party was wearing a black Taoist robe, with a rainbow-like aura, and a somewhat gloomy face. He also looked like a Taoist master...
"Who is Taoist Fellow Taoist?"
"Why do you want to come to my Fengyue City to act so wildly!?"
Ancestor Fengyue's tone was a bit gloomy.
He stared straight at Ji Changfeng in front of him, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Haha~"
Ji Changfeng smiled faintly. He calmly raised the Mo Xue Divine Sword in his hand and said:
"Your Excellency, do you recognize this sword?"
"Huh?" Ancestor Fengyue frowned slightly, and glanced at the Mo Xue Divine Sword in Ji Changfeng's hand without changing his expression.
The next moment, his expression changed drastically.
"Nine Heavens Divine Weapon - Mo Xue Divine Sword?"
"Which elder of Dazhu Peak of Qingyun Sect are you?"
"No! Apart from Tian Buyi and Suru, there are no other supreme masters in Dazhu Peak. Who are you?!"
Ancestor Fengyue looked at Ji Changfeng with some solemnity.
Hearing this, Ji Changfeng smiled softly. He did not answer Patriarch Fengyue's question, but calmly took off the mountain and river fan from his waist and continued:
"Do fellow Taoists know this thing?"
"Huh!?"
When Patriarch Fengyue saw the Shanhe Fan in Ji Changfeng's hand, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly.
Ancestor Fengyue's expression was uncertain.
But soon, his expression returned to normal and he said calmly: "It seems that my nephew Lin Feng has been killed by fellow Taoist?!"
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(End of chapter)