"Can you sell face? I have something to ask..."

    Nanmen Maple gently tilted his head with an indifferent look on his face.

    This indifferent look, in the eyes of the swordsman in black, was like a naked threat

    "If I don''t promise, what will you do?"

    The swordsman in black frowned, and his tone was a little bad.

    "Not how..."

    Nanmen Feng sneered and said, "you have excellent skills and excellent sword skills. I really can''t afford to offend you..."

    "But..."

    Nanmen Feng looked solemnly, raised a sense of sadness on his face, and said, "if you don''t make it clear to me about the blood rain building, I will make you... Regret..."

    The voice fell, and a strange smile appeared on Nanmen Feng''s face.

    Make me regret it?

    "With your little success in the spirit realm?"

    The black swordsman''s cheek twitched, and his strong sense of shame made him send out a fierce killing opportunity.

    "Since you have such skills, well, I''ll give you a chance..."

    The swordsman in black raised his long sword wrapped in linen towards Nanmen Feng. "In the evening of seven days, I''ll wait for you on the grassland in the east of Tianfeng city. If you can take my three moves, I''ll tell what I know..."

    "But if you can''t take it or dare not fight, you will die without a place to bury..."

    When the swordsman in black finished, he turned his strong killing intention into a sharp sword and rushed to the South Gate maple.

    "Well, that''s what you said!"

    Nanmen Feng didn''t think about it, so he agreed directly, and even showed a touch of happiness in his eyes.

    This swordsman in black is a strong man in the chemical weapons realm. Relying on the strength of Nanmen maple, it is obviously impossible to win it, and then ask for information about the blood rain building.

    Take the three moves, and then you can get what Nanmen Maple wants to know, which is naturally desirable for Nanmen maple.

    "Hum, I don''t know if you are conceited or really powerful..."

    The swordsman in black snorted coldly again, turned around and walked outside the white bamboo forest with three hostages.

    His attainments in swordsmanship, coupled with his accomplishments in the chemical weapons realm, let alone Nanmen maple, even a genius at the peak level of the spirit realm, can never survive three moves.

    Nanmenfeng agreed to challenge, which is undoubtedly tantamount to humiliating himself and looking for his own death.

    "Let''s wait and see..."

    Nanmen Feng secretly clenched his fists and raised a surging sense of war in his heart. Although the strength of this swordsman in black may have exceeded Nanmen Feng''s imagination, it can be regarded as supreme dignity. Nanmen Feng will never easily admit defeat, let alone advice.

    After the swordsman in black left, Nanmen Maple hesitated for a moment in the white bamboo forest, and quickly headed for Tianfeng city.

    Before the engagement to fight with the swordsman in black, there are some necessary things waiting for Nanmen Feng to deal with.

    One of the tasks of this trip, which is thousands of miles away, is to put it bluntly, the trap set by Duan Chongyang to vent his anger for Hong Tai. Their purpose is to let Nanmen Feng die, but it''s a pity that they failed to do so.

    Nanmen Maple has always hated passivity and obedience. Duan Chongyang and Hong Tai''s ambush is a letter of war for Nanmen maple.

    You can''t die without me!

    "Hong family and Duan Chongyang, if you want to play, I''ll accompany Nanmen Feng to the end..."

    "Drive..."

    Nine Zhenwu disciples are the key figures of this trip. They can''t die.

    Otherwise, Nanmen Maple will be framed by Duan Chongyang, the hall leader. At that time, Nanmen Maple will be unable to argue.

    Only the confessions of these nine people can reveal the truth and determine the future of nanmenfeng.

    Liu Yifeng knew that the life and death of the nine people was related to his own future, so he would rather give up chasing nanmenfeng and cut the nine people under the sword.

    Unfortunately, these nine people are not fools, let alone idiots. All of them can realize the killing opportunity that landed on them.

    After leaving the white bamboo forest, nine people fled in four or five directions. In this way, even if Liu Yifeng had the strength to easily defeat them, he could not kill everyone.

    Unfortunately, bad luck.

    Near Tianfeng City, there is a huge iron cable bridge called canglan bridge. Under the bridge is the canglan River, which is famous for the Dayan Dynasty.

    Canglan river is more than ten miles wide and boundless in length. The river is choppy, and there are many terrible spirit animals in the water. If you want to go to Tianfeng City, you must cross this river.

    The iron cable bridge is the only way to cross the river.

    At this time, Liu Yifeng had to go through a desperate situation. In just one day, he was tired of two fast horses. At the first time, he ambushed in front of canglan bridge, waiting for those Zhenwu disciples to come to the door.

    Late at night, the night is as cool as water. There is continuous drizzle near the canglan River, and the air is extremely humid. The magnificent sound of water attack never stops in my ears.

    "Elder martial brother Liu, didn''t I promise you that I won''t talk nonsense when I go back? Why do you have to force me?"

    In front of the iron cable bridge, Liu Yifeng held it against a young man in white.

    The young man in white had a huge sword mark on his chest, and his blood dyed his snow-white robe. He was one of nine people. The cultivation of the middle level in the spirit realm could not be the enemy of Liu Yifeng.

    Moreover, Liu Yifeng''s move is a sneak attack and killing move.

    "Hum, nine times out of ten Nanmen Feng is dead now, and all nine of you are insiders. If you don''t die, my life will be in danger..."

    Liu Yifeng exudes crazy killing intention "although I''m sorry, please die. If you want to blame, you''re too weak..."

    The voice fell, and Liu Yifeng stabbed out a long sword like an eagle.

    The young man in white fell back, and the dead took risks. He accepted the cultivation of the middle level in the spirit realm. He was not the enemy of Liu Yifeng at all.

    Right now.

    Hum

    A strange sound came from behind the boy in white. It seemed to be the legendary dragon chant, and it seemed to be the low cry of some kind of monster.

    A black knife cut through the night and blocked Liu Yifeng''s attack with an endless force.

    "This knife... So familiar..."

    When the attack was broken, Liu Yifeng became angry at the first time, but when he saw the black knife clearly, he suddenly felt a storm in his heart.

    "Nanmen Feng, he''s not dead..."

    The ferocious smile gradually solidified, and Liu Yifeng looked at the back of the boy in white.

    I saw that Nanmen Maple was dressed in black like ink, and his straight and strong body approached slowly towards this side, with a mocking color on Nanmen Maple''s face.

    It seems that in the eyes of nanmenfeng, Liu Yifeng is just an idiot.

    Behind Nanmen maple, eight disciples in white followed behind Nanmen maple. They were thankful and grateful in their eyes.

    Seeing Nanmen Feng and other martial brothers, the young man in white was ecstatic and almost burst into tears.

    Although he has nothing to do with Nanmen Feng, at this moment, he and Nanmen Feng are on the same front.

    Moreover, he has already seen the means of Nanmen maple. The people in the middle level of Nanmen maple are not his enemies at all. That is to say, the real strength of Nanmen maple is also the high level of Nanmen maple.

    Nanmen Feng appears to defend at the moment, and his life is saved.

    Without waiting for Nanmen Feng to speak, the two disciples near Nanmen Feng hurriedly went up to help the boy in white back, and then fed him two hemostatic pills.

    ……

    "Four high-level people in the spirit realm besieged you, but they can let you run away. The people of the Hong family are really rubbish!"

    Liu Yifeng looked at all the nine people in good condition, and then looked at the maple in the south gate. He was as angry as a lion, and the sword gas on the blade was like a flame.

    "Liu Yifeng, you have lost!"

    Nanmen Feng smiled lightly and said, "if you promise me to go back to Zong with me to identify Duan Chongyang''s evil deeds, I will spare you from death..."

    Identify adult Duan?

    Around me?

    "Poof... Haha..."

    Liu Yifeng laughed wildly, "Nanmen maple, Nanmen maple, I really don''t know where you come from, so confident..."

    "What if I identify Lord Duan? He is the leader of the hall and respected. Do you still want to bring him down?"

    "Let alone Lord Duan, even the Hong family can easily kill you a hundred times."

    "Besides, do you think you can defeat me?"

    Liu Yifeng looked at Nanmen Feng with idiotic eyes.

    Although Liu Yifeng tried his best to hide his haze idea, he was still easily seen through by Nanmen Feng.

    Nanmen Feng was silent and slowly pulled up the unknown knife among the stones. "Do you want to provoke me and try to fight?"

    South Gate Maple indifferent road.

    "Hum, you don''t have the qualification to provoke me deliberately. However, if you are still a man, come and fight with me..."

    Liu Yifeng pulls out kendo.

    "Hum... Hahaha..."

    Nanmen Feng held back his smile, his shoulders perked up, and then looked up again, with an endless color of mockery on his face.

    "Liu Yifeng, as I said, you have lost this game. In the future, you will not only bear the name of the traitor, but also be pursued by Zhenwu gate..."

    "In other words, you are already a lost dog at this time..."

    With the color of mockery, Nanmen Maple directly steps across the river. Liu Yifeng is no longer qualified to fight Nanmen maple.

    Nine disciples hurriedly followed the steps of Feng at the south gate, and at the same time, they also watched Liu Yifeng with dignity.

    "I''m a zombie dog, I''m a zombie dog..."

    Silently reciting Nanmen Feng''s words, the last fortress in Liu Yifeng''s heart was broken. He thought of everything he would suffer from now on, and his eyes became empty and dead.

    In order to get the approval of sect leader Duan Chongyang, Liu Yifeng walked out of the closed chamber, betrayed benevolence and righteousness, and betrayed the school, just to get the legendary skill.

    But now, Nanmen Feng is not dead, and nine Zhenwu disciples are not dead. Liu Yifeng will become a traitor and be abandoned by people all over the world.

    I worked hard to make a plan, but I finally got such a result

    Why, why?

    "Nanmen Feng, Nanmen Feng, you ruined me. Today, I must kill you..."

    Liu Yifeng turned his sad heart into anger, raised his long sword and frantically stabbed Nanmen maple.

    Although the nine disciples of Zhenwu sect were shocked, they took the initiative to make way and let Liu Yifeng''s angry sword stab the back of Nanmen maple.

    "Sure enough, they are a group of waste people who are greedy for life and afraid of death..."

    Seeing this, Liu Yifeng smiled coldly and fiercely. The sword potential increased instead of decreasing. The potential was going to kill Nanmen maple.

    However, the next scene was beyond Liu Yifeng''s imagination.

    The nine disciples in white offered their long swords in an instant. The sharp swords all over the sky were like intertwined fishing nets, stabbing Liu Yifeng''s body from all directions.

    Pooh, Pooh

    The nine long swords, like awls, pierced Liu Yifeng''s body into a hornet''s nest.

    Liu Yifeng''s attack posture gradually stopped. He looked unbelievably at the blade on his chest and turned his head to the faces of several teenagers.