On the street, two Fengyuqiao disciples were supporting each other with their noses and faces swollen, looking very miserable.
Opposite the two Fengyuqiao disciples, stood a man in his twenties. He was wearing a black brocade. He held a paper fan in his hand and flapped his palms gently. Behind him, stood a figure.
A thin old man with a thick and vague breath.
At this moment, the young man turned around slowly, opened the folding fan in his hand, and shook it while saying: "They say there is a great beauty in Fengyu Bridge, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to meet her today."
He looked at Ran Xinran opposite, showing a surprised expression, and then clicked his tongue: "She is indeed a big... beauty."
Ran Xinran's face was gloomy, but his eyes were always fixed on the old man.
To her, the young man did not pose much of a threat, but the old man gave her a very dangerous feeling, a feeling that even the ancestor of Feng Yuqiao did not have.
Ran Xinran put his eyes on the young man and said in a deep voice: "Who dares to do this to you? Why do you hurt my Fengyuqiao disciples?"
The young man did not answer, but looked Ran Xinran up and down, and then asked: "What realm?"
The old man said: "The early and middle stages of the martial arts realm should be above the Zhenwu realm, but not beyond the Yuanwu realm."
The young man nodded and said softly: "It's not that good at all. Compared with the two people from Qingyuan Mountain, they are far behind."
The old man said calmly: "There is only one Chen Daoling in the world."
The young man curled his lips and asked, "Is that guy really here?"
The old man nodded and said nothing.
The young man looked back at Ran Xinran and said, "Then I have to help this big... beauty suffer a little."
As soon as the words fell, the old man disappeared directly on the spot.
Ran Xinran's face changed drastically, and before she could make any reaction, she flew backwards and vomited a large mouthful of blood on the spot.
At the position where Ran Xinran was standing before, the old man appeared out of thin air. At the same time, Ran Xinran fell directly to the ground, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of fear.
He was completely powerless to fight back.
Ran Xinran was extremely sure at this moment that the strength of this old man was far superior to that of Fengyunqiao's ancestor.
The young man said at this time: "Having ambition but no strength is not enough."
Ran Xinran said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The young man did not answer. As for the old man, he simply ignored Ran Xinran. If there was no other way, he would not bother to do anything to someone like Ran Xinran.
At this moment, the young man frowned slightly and said to himself: "This is not happening, there is no reason."
He then said loudly: "I heard that Fairy Ran has some relationship with Li Mingyue of Qingyuan Mountain. If the information I got is accurate, Li Mingyue should have promised to help you sit on the throne of the Fengyuqiao family head. But you are almost dead now, but he
He hides in the dark and doesn't even show his face. Do you really believe that he can help you?"
Ran Xinran's brows furrowed even deeper, and her eyes couldn't help but glance around.
Ran Xinran was not stupid, and she naturally understood at this moment that these two people did not come for Fengyu Bridge at all, but for Li Mingyue. In other words, Li Mingyue was in Jinzhou at this moment, in this small town.
On the second floor of a restaurant not far away, Li Mingyue frowned slightly and said, "You are really here for me."
Jing Jing drank a glass of wine and said: "The old man is not low in strength. Judging from the flow of breath just now, he should be a strong master, so the kid's status must be high, maybe someone from Hao Jing."
The descendant of a great man."
Li Mingyue asked: "You don't know him?"
Jing Jing shook his head and said: "There are so many people in Haojing, and there are many big shots. If I have to find out how many people there are in a family, how can I have time to drink?"
Li Mingyue was stunned and asked directly: "How sure are you?"
Jingfeng poured another glass of wine and said: "One pot of wine, five points, two pots, eight points..."
Li Mingyue said directly: "Is it enough to give you three pots?"
Scenery laughed and said: "That's enough, that's enough."
Li Mingyue asked again: "Is there anyone else?"
The old man shook his head and said: "There shouldn't be any for the time being."
Li Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief and poured a glass of wine to calm down her shock.
Scenery asked: "Why don't you go out and show your face first?"
Li Mingyue was stunned.
Scenery continued: "It would be a pity not to show off one's prestige with such a good opportunity."
Li Mingyue rolled her eyes.
Jingjing picked up the wine glass, but did not drink it, but continued: "If you come forward at this time, the attitude of the little master of Fengyuqiao will change towards you, which will be of greater benefit to your future interactions, so
You still have to show off your dignity."
Li Mingyue was stunned.
At this time, Jingjing had already drank the wine, put down the glass and said: "If you want to do business, you have to do some things. It doesn't matter whether you like it or not."
Li Mingyue nodded in agreement.
At this time, the young man on the street sighed and said, "It seems that Fairy Ran doesn't have much weight in the eyes of our immortal disciple. In this case, Fairy Ran may not survive today."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man took action again.
At this time, streams of light appeared out of thin air on the street, with different colors and large numbers, and rushed directly towards the young man.
It was a small pocket sword the size of a finger.
Facing these small swords, the young man showed no fear.
Just when these flying swords were about three feet closer to him, they seemed to have suddenly encountered some obstacle and could no longer move forward at all. They were shaking violently out of thin air.
On the other side, the old man flicked his finger, and countless flying swords flew backwards, even more violently, towards the second floor of the restaurant.
In the old building, a man jumped from the window, and the small swords circled around his body, and then entered the silver-white gourd on his waist in an array. After all the swords entered the silver-white gourd,
, this person also happened to fall on the street.
This appearance made many people yearn for him.
If there really is a swordsman in the world, it must be nothing more than this.
The old man no longer paid attention to Ran Xinran, and appeared directly next to the young man, facing Li Mingyue, but his focus was no longer on Li Mingyue, but on the second floor of the restaurant, on the man named Jingjing.
The old man's face showed a heavy expression for the first time.
Their visit this time was indeed aimed at Li Mingyue, but he did not expect that Li Mingyue had already entered the martial realm, because the information only mentioned Scenery, and also explained Scenery's current state.
Of course he can deal with the scenery, but in this case, he will naturally not be able to take care of his little master, so his little master will have to face Li Mingyue alone.
If Li Mingyue is only in the spirit realm, then with his background, his little master, even if he cannot kill Li Mingyue, can at least protect himself. However, if Li Mingyue is in the martial realm, the situation will become complicated and changeable.
The old man's thoughts changed rapidly, and then he took action instantly and rushed directly towards Li Mingyue.
This is the best opportunity and the best way.
Everything is for Li Mingyue, so as long as Li Mingyue dies, everything will be over.
Neither the royal family, the Kyushu Chamber of Commerce, nor the scenery upstairs who has become a grand master will make any further moves.
If Li Mingyue stayed by Jingjing's side, the chance that he would kill Li Mingyue was very small. But now that Li Mingyue appeared on her own, but Jingjing did not, for him, it was an opportunity.
It is too easy for a strong man in the Grand Master realm to kill a monk who has just entered the martial arts realm.
Li Mingyue didn't seem to expect that the old man would attack her directly. With a slight expression on her face, she directly took out the Sanqing Sword, then the Haoran Sword, the Diamond Armor, the dagger, and the small swords that had been put into the sword gourd before.
Of course, Li Mingyue knew very well how big the gap between him and the old man was, so he couldn't be careless at all and had to go all out.
Even if he can only resist the old man for a moment and a half, it is enough for Li Mingyue, because this moment is enough for the scenery.
But Li Mingyue still underestimated the old man's strength, and even more underestimated the old man's determination to kill him.
Almost in an instant, Li Mingyue revealed all his secrets, and the old man had already arrived in front of Li Mingyue, and then directly slapped him with his palm.
All the swords flew out almost instantly and struck the old man.
The old man didn't care about these swords and continued to press down with his palms.
Li Mingyue felt as if the entire air between heaven and earth had been compressed, and his entire body was squeezed directly to the ground. The qi in his body was blocked, but his qi and blood were surging.
Li Mingyue had never felt this way before. Her body felt like it was about to be crushed or exploded.
At this time, a sword fell from the sky, then turned in a different direction on the street, bringing up a silver-white light and rushing towards the old man's face.
The old man's face became more and more gloomy. If he continued to kill Li Mingyue, it was possible, and he was sure that Li Mingyue would never survive, but he would at least be seriously injured, and he might even be killed on the spot by this sword.
So now there were only two ways in front of him, either to exchange one life for another, or to give up killing Li Mingyue, block Jingfeng's sword, and then have an upright confrontation with Jingfeng.
The old man finally chose to continue killing Li Mingyue, but he changed his method. He first used a magic weapon to resist Jingjing's sword, and at the same time continued to press down with his palm.
"If you want to die so much, then I'll let you die." A voice sounded, and the scenery appeared above the street, standing out of thin air, with clothes flying in the wind.
His sword also suddenly changed its momentum, instantly breaking through the magic weapon offered by the old man, and then piercing the old man's heart.
At the last moment, the old man's palm still did not give up on killing Li Mingyue.
Now that he has made a choice, there is no room for regret. For him, personal life and death is a small matter, and the rise and fall of a sect is a big deal, so it is worth gambling on his own life. Moreover, Chen cannot bear the other consequences. Then