Before Huang Ruofei could react, a man in a bamboo hat appeared next to Fairy Miaoyu.

The man stretched out his metallic-glossy fingers and gently pinched Huang Ruofei's natal flying sword.

"Master Huang has such a big temper. Do you understand that he will kill people?"

The man in the hat slowly spoke.

"It's you!"

Huang Ruofei's expression became serious and ugly.

The visitor was none other than Song Ziyu.

The instigator, Song Ziyu, is the screenwriter of the play in front of us.

Now Huang Ruofei has entered the game and can't wait to kill Fairy Miaoyu, which shows that this old guy has fallen into his own trap.

Now that the person has come to an end, he can also show up.

What happens next, I believe it will be impossible for Huang Ruofei to escape unscathed.

…

The two sides opened up their posture!

Huang Ruofei knew that he had lost the chance of surprise, so he made a secret to recall his natal flying sword.

Feijian received the order and buzzed in Song Ziyu's hand.

Sword energy erupts from the flying sword!

The sword trembled violently between Song Ziyu's fingers, as if resisting Song Ziyu.

However!

The more Huang Ruofei exerted force, the more violent the sword trembled, but the flying sword did not move at all.

till the end!

The sword actually began to emit bursts of shrill wails.

Wail...

There was surprise and fear all around!

Oh my god!

Someone actually caught the flying sword with his bare hands!

It's just clamping, but such a strange phenomenon at this time is also amazing.

"What a fierce person!"

"Who is this?"

"You can actually hold the flying sword of a late Yuanying monk with one hand."

"It still can't break free."

"There should be no such fierce monks among the monks in Qianyue and Yue, right?"

"Are there any experts here?

?”

A group of righteous monks discussed one after another and let out their own exclamations.

For those small and medium-sized sects, that's all. They may not be able to see the depth of the fight between gods.

But the expressions of the colleagues from the Thirteen Righteous Sects were very strange at this time.

The emergence of the man in a bamboo hat is definitely explosive news!

You know, Huang Ruofei is a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage!

But the man in the bamboo hat can fight with him at an equal level...well, at least in the eyes of these people, he is evenly matched.

You must know that the appearance of every monk in the late Nascent Soul stage represents the establishment of a sect, a qualitative leap in the strength of a sect, and represents take-off and setting sail!

For such a man in a bamboo hat, why don’t any of our sects have any information?

The righteous monks were talking a lot, but only one of them looked calm.

This person is none other than Master Runi.

"Sure enough, I knew this senior would take action."

Master Runi opened her mouth with a smile as if she was predicting the future.

"Sister, do you know this person?"

Next to Master Runi, a young woman wearing green sword sleeves was speaking in surprise.

This woman looks quite young, and she is already a monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Although she doesn't look very good, she has a pretty face, and there is an air of heroism between her features.

Inside the girl's sword sleeves, she wears a long gauze skirt, as elegant as a fairy.

Her long hair hangs down to her waist like a waterfall, as black as ink, and slightly curled, fluttering gently in the wind.

Her eyebrows are as curved as willow leaves, slender and soft, slightly raised, revealing a hint of pride.

Her eyes are bright and deep, like two stars, shining with wisdom and determination.

Her eyelashes are long and raised, like black butterfly wings, trembling gently...

At this time, the girl was staring at

Song Ziyu was lost in thought, with a bit of shock and admiration in his eyes.

The bridge of her nose is straight and tall, adding a noble temperament to her face.

Her lips are red and plump, slightly upturned, exuding a charming charm.

When she smiled, the whole world seemed to be captivated by her.

"Sister, do you know him?"

The female swordsman asked.

Master Rune nodded and said, "This person is from the Thousand Spirits Sect...the supreme elder, well, he is almost at this level, a great man who has never been born in the world, a real big man."

Although Master Rune's words were an understatement, the word "real" was even more harsh than the word "big shot".

"Being able to grab Huang Ruofei's sword with his bare hands! How advanced is his cultivation."

Xue Wanyi's eyes were dull.

Master Runi looked at her junior sister.

Although the girl is not very beautiful, she has a slim and graceful figure, graceful and moving curves due to her long-term practice of physical arts.

Her shoulders are slender and soft, leaning slightly back, showing an elegant posture... This is not the point!

The key point is that Xue Wanyi's breasts are plump and tall, like two mountain peaks. This is a career line that even Master Runi is envious of.

"Junior sister, you have always had your eyes set high, so be sure to grasp it this time. Senior sister, I have never seen a man as tall as this senior, who is more than ten stories tall." Master Runi said.

Xue Wanyi's expression changed when she heard this, and an arrogant look appeared on her eyebrows.

"It's not easy to be my man!"

Xue Wanyi said.

Master Rune sighed and said, "I'm afraid there are already women queuing up next to this senior... Well, look at Miaoyu, if I remember correctly, she is the forbidden concubine of Master Yugami."

There was something in Mrs. Runi's words, and Xue Wanyi began to think about it on the spot.

…

The battle continues!

The sword tactics in Huang Ruofei's hands changed again and again, but Feijian

Huang Ruofei was still unable to get out of trouble, which made Huang Ruofei shocked and angry.

The situation at this time is no longer simply a matter of face.

If the natal flying sword is collected, one's Taoist heart will be damaged, and the consequences will be disastrous.

What makes me feel even more terrifying is the strength of the guy in front of me. How strong is it?

Huang Ruofei is unwilling to give in!

He does not allow himself to fail.

As a result, Huang Ruofei continued to frantically activate his internal strength, trying to recall Feijian.

However, spiritual power is like a mud cow entering the sea, and there is no response at all.

On the other hand, Song Ziyu's two fingers holding Feijian were still as stable as Mount Tai, while Feijian had already completed two sets of three subjects in his hands.

"Ah! Don't push me too hard and return the flying sword to me!"

Huang Ruofei spat out a mouthful of blood, apparently activating some secret technique.
To be continued...