The moon and stars are sparse, in the hall of Wuhen Peak.
Behind the ragged Luo Fenggu, there were actually two more figures.
A boy and a girl, both sixteen or seventeen years old.
The man was pretty handsome, but his eyes kept darting around, giving him a frivolous feeling.
A strand of long hair hangs down in front of the woman's forehead, covering half of her face. Only one of her eyes is exposed, showing a coldness that prevents strangers from getting close to her.
"Old man Luo, why did you go out so hurriedly today just because of the two of them?"
Luo Fenggu cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you are the same disciple. Let's get to know each other."
Shen Hongyi raised her lips lightly and said to the two of them generously: "My name is Shen Hongyi, and I am your senior sister. The guy next to me is called Feng Wuchen, and he can barely be regarded as your senior brother."
After Shen Hongyi said that, the young man was the first to stand up.
"My name is Ye Xiao, Ye Xiao's Ye, Ye Xiao's Xiao, brothers on the road all call me Brother Xiao to save face, you can also call me that, I don't mind..."
Listening to this kid's chatter, Feng Wuchen and Shen Hongyi both looked at fools.
The woman didn't have much to say.
"Sword cultivator! Liu Fei!"
"Sword cultivator?"
For a moment, both Feng Wuchen and Shen Hongyi had a strange color in their eyes.
There are currently four disciples in Wuhen Peak, and there are three sword cultivators, which are a bit strange.
"Yifeng disciple Sanjian Cultivator, Wuhen Peak has not been so glorious for a long time!" Shen Hongyi sighed.
"It's the Four Swords Cultivator!" Luo Fenggu corrected.
"Four Sword Cultivators?"
Shen Hongyi and Feng Wuchen subconsciously looked at Ye Xiao beside them and frowned.
They said that Liu Fei was a sword cultivator. They believed that it was because sword cultivators could sense each other's edge without having to take action.
But when they said that Ye Xiao was a sword cultivator, they didn't believe it.
Because there is no aura of swordsmanship in this boy.
Even...a little obscene.
Before the two of them could question it.
"Whoa!"
There was only a crisp sound, and Liu Fei's long sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Shen Hongyi.
"You! Fight with me! If you lose, I will become the True Successor of Wuhen Peak!"
Hearing this, Shen Hongyi raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but did not draw her sword, but pointed at Feng Wuchen beside her.
"If you want to fight me, you have to defeat him first?"
Liu Fei looked at Feng Wuchen and frowned.
"He is too weak!"
Shen Hongyi stretched out three fingers.
"Three moves! If you can survive three moves in his hands, I will fight you!"
"Three moves? You underestimate me. One move is enough to deal with someone in the Xiantian realm!"
After saying that, Liu Fei's sword turned and struck straight at Feng Wuchen.
At that moment, Feng Wuchen finally clearly felt the other party's cultivation level.
The first level of Qi Control Realm!
Although he used all his strength to cut off the arm of the seventh level of Qi Control Realm.
But the woman in front of him is a sword cultivator just like him, and can be said to be an invincible existence at the same level.
Liu Fei's sword strokes were so fast and fierce that ordinary people would be dazzled.
However, in Feng Wuchen's eyes, it was extremely slow.
Although he and Liu Fei were both sword cultivators, the latter was only at the minor level of the Intention Realm, while he was already at the mid-level level.
Therefore, in his eyes, this sword is full of flaws!
"defeat!"
Feng Wuchenchen didn't even use the Burning Yang Sword, nor did he use the madman's murderous sword technique.
I just bought the long sword that had lost all its aura in the daytime.
"Ping!"
The two swords collided, and Feng Wuchen suddenly exerted force on his wrist, taking advantage of the momentum to strike.
In an instant, Liu Fei felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, her wrist lost strength instantly, and the long sword in her hand also came out.
"What!"
When her eyes followed the flying sword,
There was already a ray of coldness on her neck.
"When fighting a swordsman, never take your eyes off the opponent's sword, remember?"
"Crack!"
As she spoke, Liu Fei's spiritual sword fell from the sky and pierced the rock beneath her feet, shaking left and right.
For a time, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.
Liu Fei looked at Feng Wuchen with eyes full of disbelief.
How could she lose to an innate realm?
And he lost so ugly!
Except for Liu Fei, Ye Xiao, who was already hiding behind the coffin, swallowed.
"Is this guy... really just an innate person?"
Feng Wuchen withdrew the long sword from the opponent's neck, put it into the storage ring, and turned around immediately.
"If there is nothing else, I will go back first!"
With that said, Feng Wuchen turned around and walked out of the hall.
Luo Fenggu raised the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Now that we all know each other! Let's go to bed!"
After saying that, he lay back in the coffin.
"Ah? Old man! Where should we sleep?" Ye Xiao asked quickly.
"Sleep wherever you like?"
After that, the old man closed the lid of the coffin and made no sound.
Shen Hongyi pulled out the spirit sword stuck on the ground for Liu Fei and handed it to the other party.
"If you don't mind, come to my place tonight to spend the night?"
Liu Fei was stunned for a moment, her cheeks were a little red, but she did not refuse.
"Thanks……"
Ye Xiao swallowed, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he came over with a wretched look.
"Sister...I...I don't dislike it!"
"roll!"
Before Shen Hongyi could say anything, Liu Fei thrust out her sword, making the man tremble in fright.
Shen Hongyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at Feng Wuchen who was about to walk away.
Ye Xiao rushed forward and hugged Feng Wuchen's thigh.
"Brother Feng! You can't control me!"
Feng Wuchen was speechless.
"open!"
"I won't let go!"
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and turned to ask Shen Hongyi.
"Senior sister, is it a crime to kill a fellow sect member at Wuhen Peak?"
"No, the rules at Wuhen Peak are that there are no rules!"
"good!"
The moment Feng Wuchen pulled out the long sword, Ye Xiao suddenly became frightened.
But in an instant, he disappeared at Feng Wuchen's feet.
"So fast!"
Even Feng Wuchen was stunned by this speed.
Not to mention that he had no intention of killing Ye Xiao at all. Even if he really had the intention to kill just now, he didn't think he could succeed at such speed.
I saw Ye Xiao leaning on the coffin with a mournful face.
"Old man! That's not what you said when you came here... You said that Wuhen Peak is the strongest peak in the Qingchen Sect. After I come, I will be rich, wealthy, well-dressed, and have endless enjoyment. You can't Trick me..."
Seeing Ye Xiao's cowardly look, Shen Hongyi couldn't stand it anymore.
"A dignified seven-foot-tall man, are you so pretentious? How can you not deal with him for one night?"
Ye Xiao shrank his neck, pointed around, and said: "This is a dark place with a coffin next to it. I...I don't dare to sleep!"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions were extremely strange.
After all, this guy is also a warrior and a sword cultivator. Why is he so timid?
Shen Hongyi smiled playfully, pointed in a certain direction and said: "It's okay, behind this hall, countless ancestors of my Wuhen Peak are buried. At night, they will come out to talk to someone, and they will accompany them You, one night passed quickly!"
After hearing this, Ye Xiao sat down on the ground, his face bloodless.
Seeing this guy's cowardice, Feng Wuchen's lips twitched.
At this moment, he and the other two women reached a consensus.
The old madman must have made a mistake.
Chapter completed!