Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Baili Chengfeng drew his sword.

The sword energy came out of the sheath.

Facing him was a tall and thin man, who swung his long sleeves and dropped his sword.

"Thousand-jin weight?" Baili Chengfeng immediately recognized this skill.

"You are very knowledgeable, my lord." A fat man wearing a copper coin flowered dress rushed out from behind the thin man and hit Baili Chengfeng directly on the chest.

Baili Chengfeng was hit dozens of meters away by a palm, and finally crashed into the courtyard wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Baili Chengfeng's sword was very fast, but the opponent cooperated tacitly and came suddenly, leaving him no time to react.

The Pofeng Army standing on both sides immediately drew their swords and fearlessly rushed towards the two masters.

The thin man and the fat man cooperated tacitly, one high and one low, one in front and one behind, and knocked all the soldiers away.

"Cover!" The tall and thin man shouted at the distance, and many Jianghu people rushed out from another street.

The thin man and the fat man jumped over Baili Chengfeng and stepped into the high wall in one step.

Gu Chen's eyes were stern, he plucked the strings of the zither, picked up the poison pill on the table, and swallowed it without hesitation.

He just saw a young swordsman. It can be said that even if he was at his peak, he might not be able to win with that sword!

If he said that he no longer believed in the boy in front of him, he would really let down too many people.

His illusion was also set.

But he didn't expect that someone else would suddenly come to kill him.

Gu Chen, who had swallowed the poison pill, spoke in a domineering tone, changing his usual gentleness and shouting: "Who?"

The tall and thin man stood up, his eyes stern: "Wu Wu."

The fat man in flowery clothes straightened his chest and smiled: "Wu Tian."

Xiao Ruofeng covered his chest, enduring the severe pain, his pupils constricted, "It seems that no one expected that the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole is behind. You should be the Tianwaitian that the gentleman mentioned, right?"

The tall and thin Wu Wu looked at Xiao Ruofeng: "Are you Xiao Chongjing's son?"

Xiao Chongjing, the Tai'an Emperor of Beili, only Tianwaitian dared to call him directly.

"You are very brave!" Xiao Ruofeng supported himself on the ground with Haoque, slowly stood up, and then drew a sword flower in the air, "Lawless, this name is very appropriate."

Wutian, who was wearing a flowery dress, showed a kind smile: "Little kid, don't be stubborn. The flowery tricks in your hand are not enough for me to fill my teeth. It's better to call your master."

"How do you know it's a flowery trick when you haven't fought?" Xiao Ruofeng raised the Haoque sword lightly.

Xiao Ruofeng subconsciously glanced at Wen Jiutian, as if asking for help. Although he said harsh words, he realized at a glance that the strength of this lawless was... really enough to be lawless in front of him.

But Wen Jiutian threw the Shuiyue Sword to the ground and spread his hands, "Yes, they are right, call your master over."

Wufawutian was right. Even if the eight sons of Beili were called over, they would never be the opponent of the two of them.

"How did you get in?"

At this time, a loud voice sounded from the high wall. The man was dressed in military uniform. Although he looked old, he was still domineering and obviously fought on the battlefield.

Seeing this, Xiao Ruofeng shouted respectfully: "Marquis."

"Didn't you see when you came in? There are also our people outside." Wu Tian glanced at Baili Luochen, "Isn't that enough?"

After landing, Baili Luochen glanced at the relaxed black-clothed boy. He frowned, then laughed and patted Wen Jiutian on the shoulder: "Grandson of my old brother, you have grown so tall?"

Wen Jiutian was stunned and said respectfully: "Grandpa Bai!"

When he was eight years old, Baili Luochen had visited Lingnan on purpose during his march, so the two knew each other and were very familiar with each other. At that time, Wen Jiutian felt that calling Baili Grandpa was too long, so he simply called him Grandpa Bai.

Baili Luochen smiled, "Xiaojiu, step back, I'll take care of something and take you home later."

After saying that, Baili Luochen stretched out his long sleeves, and an arrow flew out, exploding in the sky in an instant.

"Pofeng Order, Zhenxi Hou, are you Zhenxi Hou?" Wu Tian's eyes flashed a hint of ferocity.

"There's no time, the Pofeng Army outside the city will come in soon, we'll take them away immediately." Wu Wu looked at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Since you know I'm the Sword Immortal of Xichu, why do you think you can take me away?" Gu Chen smiled faintly, as if the rage just now had never happened.

"Back then, when you fought against the Wanjia Pofeng Army with one sword, the gods thought you were dead. In that case, even if you survived, you must have been seriously injured. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been hiding in Qiandong City and didn't dare to go out for revenge. There's only one possibility, that is, you no longer have the strength you had back then." Wu Wu looked at Gu Chen coldly.

"Old man, they're just like you, talking a lot of nonsense." Wen JiuTian took a step forward.

Baili Luochen was worried, "Xiaojiu, come back."

Although he knew some of Wen Jiutian's deeds, he was his sworn brother's grandson and a relative, so he must not be allowed to get hurt in Qiandong City.

"Young man, you dare to come out to stop me?" Wu Tian suddenly jumped up and slapped Wen Jiutian's head.

Seeing this, Xiao Ruofeng stabbed with a sword.

"Son of Xiao Chongjing, your opponent is me!" Wu Tian pushed him out with a palm.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ruofeng was knocked to the ground.

Then, Wu Tian turned around and looked at Baili Luochen.

"Killing the Marquis of Zhenxi will not be in vain for our trip. This is the most cost-effective deal."

Wu Tian slapped Baili Luochen.

But he was hit back with a sword.

The owner of the sword was Gu Chen. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Jiutian shouted, "Old man, do your own thing, and leave these two to me."

When Wen Jiutian said to do his thing, he meant to do the magic to maintain the illusion. If he wanted to retreat, he would have to die in front of Xiao Ruofeng.

"But, the two of them might be Da Xiaoyao, how can you be their opponent alone?" Gu Chen began to worry again.

"Little Da Xiaoyao, I'll just go into the trance." Wen Jiutian smiled.

Gu Chen frowned. Even he thought it was a boast, not to mention Baili Luochen.

Baili Luochen was shocked, "Xiaojiu, retreat quickly!"

Unable to take a step forward, "Where did this guy come from, so arrogant?"

Wutian shook his head: "So arrogant, let him see our Tianwaitian's hands..."

"Wufawutian, your name is well chosen, but unfortunately, you don't deserve this name at all."

Wen Jiutian smiled and shook his wrist: "Knife-come"

Wufawutian looked at each other and said in shock: "You...are actually a knife fairy?"

A strange momentum pressed the two Tiantian envoys to breath.

It was as if everything around them was still.

What caught their eyes was Wen Jiutian's two consecutive slashes.

The first knife made the peach blossoms that were originally falling around stop.

The second knife made the boy's momentum surge, and the whole courtyard was full of knife energy.

"Half-step Shenyou?"

"No, this is Shenyou Xuanjing!" Gu Chen said calmly.

Looking at the young man standing in the air, Gu Chen couldn't hold back his excitement and murmured.

"I haven't seen such a high-spirited young man in many years!"