The urban swordsman is invincible when he comes down from the mountain

The murderous aura is shocking and disperses the cumulus clouds.

Su Changfeng's eyes were like knives, and he returned the sword into the sheath with a bang.

He was fully prepared to make the Ouyang family and the Zhu family pay the price!

For Su Changfeng's cultivation at this time, Feng Qianjiao was very relieved.

But when he was leaving, he stopped.

"Senior brother, with your cultivation at the moment, you can deal with anyone.

"Whether it's the declining royal Zhu family, or his Tsing Yi Wei.

"But the only thing that reminds you to be careful is an organization called Merry Place.

"I heard that they have some close contacts with the Ouyang family.

Feng Qianjiao's tone was solemn.

After saying this, he took Zhao Jing and Tu Ping and slowly disappeared into the night.

The cold wind blew, and Su Changfeng's waist was straight, standing among hundreds of corpses.

Be thoughtful....

The name Merry Place, he had heard a little before.

It's as if it's a mysterious group of killers, each of whom is a woman, and no one knows where the place is.

It is rumored that there are several places in this world that no one can offend.

Although there are very few, there is the name of Merry Place.

......

The Zhou family's mansion is full of corpses.

Blood splattered all over the ground, sticky and slippery to step on.

Su Changfeng rubbed the blood-stained blade on the corpse of Old Man Zhou, and then slowly put it into the scabbard.

This time in Jiangcheng, it was the Zhou family who acted as the dog leg of the Ouyang family, chasing and killing Zhao Jing and others.

Moreover, he annexed the Su family's property, and the crime should be punished!

After cleaning up all this, all the grievances in Jiangcheng were finally settled.

The next step is to return to Feiyun City, so that the Ouyang family and the Zhu family can get the punishment they deserve!

In the Zhou family's mansion, a burst of laughter like a silver bell suddenly came from outside the door.

A woman twisted her waist and walked in.

Whether it is a smile or every slight movement, it exudes an incomparably charming atmosphere.

Between the eye waves, the corpses were reflected everywhere, and there was not the slightest fear revealed.

Obviously, this woman is not good!"

"What a son of the Su family, if he is really unparalleled in the world, even the slave family is a little moved." "

Getting back to business, here is an invitation sent by Ouyang Zhengzong, the eldest son of the Ouyang family. "

I asked you to come to our Merry House for a banquet, I wonder if Master Su has the courage to go with the slave family?"

The woman's red lips opened slightly, and she handed out an envelope with her slender fingers like white jade.

Then he said very charmingly.

Su Changfeng frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that the third senior sister had just reminded him, and Merry Fang would come to the door.

And it was entrusted by the Ouyang family to set up a Hongmen banquet.

"Interesting... It's really interesting. "

I, Su Changfeng, have heard the name of Merry Fang for a long time, and I have long wanted to go and see it. "

It's just that I don't know where Merry Fang is, how can I find it?"

Facing Merry Fang's invitation, Su Changfeng looked indifferent and agreed.

Seeing Su Changfeng take the invitation, the woman was a little surprised, and even looked at him with a little more appreciation.

"In this world, except for the people of Merry Place, no one knows where Merry Fang is, and no one can find it.

"If Su Gongzi has the courage to go to the banquet, then follow the little girl. "

By the way, the little woman's name is Gong Xiaoran, and you can call me Xiao Ran in the future." With

a coquettish laugh, the woman shook her body, weak and boneless.

After saying this, he walked out the door.

Su Changfeng held the hilt of his sword in his hand and quickly followed.

But I didn't expect to see a wooden barrel in the middle of the road as soon as I walked out of the street.

Crash... Whoa....

A wide palm slowly stirs up the splash and sprinkles it on the shoulder.

The heat was rising from the barrel, and there was a man with a delicate face and a skin as white as jade, bathing in the middle of the road!

Although it was midnight, there was no one on the street.

But it's a strange thing to be able to bathe here.

"Su Changfeng, I've been waiting for you for a long time.

"The disciple of my Divine Sword Sect has no regrets, and the partner Liang family, all of them died in your hands. "

If you want to cross this road today, you must first pass the Baixiong level!"

the man in the

barrel said coldly.

When he spoke, he didn't even look at Su Changfeng, but just enjoyed the water temperature very seriously.

Because every time he faces a strong opponent, he has to be absolutely relaxed.

Only in this way can we give full play to our strength.

Gong Xiaoran lightly covered her red lips and giggled.

Walk over to the barrel, put a jade hand in the water, and stir slowly.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Bai Xiong, the young master of the Divine Sword Gate.

"However, Su Changfeng has already accepted the invitation and come to our Merry Workshop to participate in the banquet.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to take his life away today. "

Merry Workshop has always had a beginning and an end.

As long as it was something they decided, no one could interrupt it.

So when he saw Bai Baixiong blocking the road, Gong Xiaoran actually took the initiative to stand up and negotiate with the Divine Sword Gate.

Bai Bai Xiong snorted softly, and the attitude he showed was very indifferent.

For a character like him, what he cares about most is face.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were killed, and the old employer was wiped out all over the house.

This made the young master of the Divine Sword Sect, how could he stand by and watch?

At this time, even if he offended the Merry Circle, he would definitely not be able to retreat.

"The hall master of Feihua Hall, Gong Xiaoran. "

It's not that I don't give face to the Divine Sword Gate, it's just Su Changfeng's head, I have to take it." "

If you want to take him away, just take the corpse away!" Bai

Baixiong said in a tough tone, slowly raised his head inside the barrel, and looked at Gong Xiaoran with cold eyes.

At this time, the muscles of the whole body were tense, and he was ready to kill.

"So that's the case, it seems that Young Master Bai doesn't want to let him go, so don't blame me for being ruthless.

Gong Xiaoran's expression changed, and in a pair of beautiful eyes, the chill rose sharply.

With a slight shake of his arms, he didn't know where he was, and took out two slender short swords.

Between the electric light and flint, but a loud bang was heard.

The wooden barrel that took a bath during the day exploded in an instant, stirring up countless splashes.

Bell bell....

On the streets of the night, the blades kept clashing, sending out bursts of sparks.

Bai Baixiong used a short knife to force Gong Xiaoran to retreat.

He didn't even have any clothes on, and he had already launched a strong attack.

Because Bai Bai Xiong knows very well, with the style of Merry Fang, he will seize every opportunity to kill the enemy.

is also a master of the Tiandan period, Bai Baixiong's realm is at the peak of the Tiandan period, while Gong Xiaoran is only in the early stage of the Tiandan period.

What's more, Merry Workshop kills people, and it does not necessarily rely on martial arts.

Gong Xiaoran is just a hall master, and he is not a top master in the Merry Workshop.

Although he was holding two short swords, he was powerless to stop it at all in the face of the sword technique of the young master of the Divine Sword Sect at this time.

With the sound of a bell, a short sword flew out of his hand and thrust into the car, trembling to himself.

Sirens sounded loudly and echoed through the long streets in the middle of the night.

During the day, Xiong turned the blade, aimed at Gong Xiaoran's neck, and quickly slashed down.

This knife, regardless of the angle and timing, or the technique of using the knife, is all exquisite.

As long as the blade falls, Gong Xiaoran will definitely disappear.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment, a figure rushed out of the oblique stab.

The sword stabbed out, crooked, and suddenly enveloped all the flaws of Bai Xiong.

"Whether I, Su Changfeng, am going or staying, it's not your turn to interject!"