Immortal Martial Venerable

In a remote snowy forest outside Beiling City, Gu Fei was blocked by two young monks following him on the path in the forest.

"Brother, we don't want to hurt your life, put down that sword, and you can go." A dark-skinned, strong and strong young man approached behind Gu Fei, said in a deep voice.

This person is not tall, but he is extremely strong. The aura coming out of his body is like a fierce tiger. Where the skin can be seen, there are strong muscles like a horned dragon. Novel chapters are updated the fastest

"Hey, do you want my sword? If you have the ability, come up and get it!" Gu Fei said with a smile on his face, these two guys' cultivation base is not high, and they wake me up to the eighth or ninth level.

Perhaps it was because these two guys thought that Gu Fei's cultivation level was comparable to theirs, but there were two of them, so they dared to block the way and ask for Gu Fei's sword.

"Hmph! Boss, don't tell this kid too much. Since he wants to die, let's make him happy." The tall, thin, sallow young man in front of him, who seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, seemed a little impatient .

Hearing this, Gu Fei stretched out his hand to untie the ancient sword on his back, then inserted the scabbard on the snow in front of him, and said coldly, "My sword is here." fastest

Seeing that Gu Fei was so calm, the two young monks didn't dare to act rashly. They have seen that Gu Fei doesn't seem to take them seriously at all.

You know, a sword cultivator has all his abilities on the sword in his hand. Gu Fei stuck the sword on the ground, and he has already revealed a message to the two young monks.

That is, he didn't need to draw his sword to deal with them.

"Boy, you are crazy, I will see if you have the strength to be arrogant." The stalwart young man behind Gu Fei said, his figure suddenly sank, his feet propped up on the ground, and the ice and snow under his feet suddenly turned pale. It exploded.

At the same time, as if his body had turned into a fierce tiger, he swooped towards Gu Fei, and a gust of wind blew up, blowing all the snow on the ground into the air.

"Huh!" Seeing this scene, Gu Fei couldn't help being a little surprised. The young man's pounce was very similar to the close-quarters fighting technique he had learned from the fierce tiger. /

Gu Fei didn't dodge or dodge, his feet were firmly nailed to the ground like the twisted roots of an old tree, facing the young man's violent pounce like a fierce tiger, he just punched him.

An unremarkable punch, without dazzling aura, strong power fluctuations, or strong air waves,

Just a random punch.

However, this punch has the power to turn decay into magic.

Gu Fei's fist magnified quickly in the young man's eyes, and then, this tiger-like young man felt his eyes darken, and with a sound of "touch!", there was a sharp pain from the bridge of his nose, as if he heard the sound of a broken bone. sound.

The young man was extremely depressed. The moment he was punched, he had a strange feeling, as if he was facing the opponent's fist with his face, and let the opponent punch him hard in the face.

This young monk came fast, but also went fast, he was blown upside down by Gu Fei's light punch, and a few bloody teeth flew out of his mouth.

With a sound of "Bump!", the young monk slammed into a big tree more than ten feet away, his body rebounded, and then slammed into the snowdrift under the tree.

"Sand!" A burst of snow fell on the big tree.

The tall and thin young man in front of him was stunned immediately, his eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs protruded from their sockets. In fact, his boss was, unexpectedly, thrown out.

"This..." A layer of sweat oozed from the forehead of the tall and thin young man. It was cold sweat. Although he was in a world of ice and snow, the tall and thin young man felt that his underwear was soaked in cold sweat.

"Impossible, I'm dazzled." The tall and thin young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, and his boss was blown away. The scene that happened just now was really hard for him to accept.

"Why, do you still want my sword?" Gu Fei put his hands on his chest, looked at the tall and thin man in front of him with a light smile, and said as if nothing had happened.

"You...how did you do it just now?" The tall and thin man's sallow complexion turned even yellower. This guy in front of him seems to be very simple!

The strong young man was blown away by Gu Fei's punch, and fell into the snowdrift, and there was no sound anymore, and it was unknown whether he was knocked out by Gu Fei's punch or if he was hit by a punch.

Gu Fei smiled, and then said: "What you see with your eyes may not be true, but what you sense with your spiritual sense may also be false. Do you think that I only have this level of cultivation? That's really great." So wrong."

"You..." The tall and thin yellow-faced young man finally realized that this guy in front of him is a master who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!

"What do you want!" the yellow-faced young monk tremblingly said, he had already fled at any time.

"I didn't think about it, I just wanted to ask you about something!" Gu Fei said, with the cultivation base of these two young monks, he was right.

The tall and thin yellow-faced monk heard that there seemed to be a turning point, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "You ask, I know everything without saying anything."

"Very good!" Gu Fei couldn't help but nodded secretly. This guy is not stupid, and he can judge the situation. Such a person will often live longer than others.

"Why did you grab the sword in my hand?" Gu Fei asked directly without beating around the bush.

"This... Our two brothers recently got a sword scripture and want to practice, but we lack a good sword!" The yellow-faced youth hesitated for a while, and did not dare to hide it, so he revealed the reason.

"So that's how it is!" Gu Fei thought to himself, these two guys should be casual cultivators, or disciples of a small sect, they lacked cultivation resources, and they couldn't even find a better sword weapon.

"Where do people from the Beitang family settle down in the city?" Gu Fei then asked again. He changed his appearance and entered Beiling City to find out what the yellow-faced young man said. He has no interest in sword scriptures at all.

The yellow-faced monk, seeing that Gu Fei didn't ask about the sword scriptures, was secretly relieved, but he was also very straightforward, and said without thinking: "People from the Dongfang family have booked a room in the city called Ke Yunlai’s big inn, as for the members of the Beitang family, they seem to have lived in the City Lord’s Mansion.”

"Ke Yun is coming, City Lord's Mansion?" Gu Fei couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, and then continued to ask: "How many people have they come?"

"Well... how many people they came, I don't know." The yellow-faced young monk said, but in his capacity, he was not qualified to know the dynamics of the two families.

"Hmm!" Gu Fei pondered for a while, and then asked again: "I know people from the Taixuan Sect have also arrived in Beiling City, where are they staying?"

When the yellow-faced young monk heard the words, he immediately showed a troubled look on his face. He said: "The people from the three Daomen are all gods and dragons. I don't know where the people from the Taixuanmen are."

Gu Fei was a little displeased by this guy's questioning, but with this guy's cultivation base, how many things could he know? It was already rare to know where people from the Dongfang family and the Beitang family lived.

"Okay, let's go!" Gu Fei waved his hand and said, he didn't want to ask any more questions, the things this guy knows are very limited.

The yellow-faced young monk was overjoyed immediately, and then ran towards the boss who was thrown into the snowdrift by Gu Fei, hurriedly hugged his boss out of the snowdrift, and left quickly.

"The Dongfang family is in the inn, but the Beitang family is in the city lord's mansion. The city lord of Beiling City is definitely not a simple person." Gu Fei muttered to himself.

After pondering for a while, he pulled out the ancient sword stuck in the snow in front of him, and then walked out of the snowy forest. He decided to meet the Dongfang family first.

Back in Beiling City, Gu Fei didn't know where the inn called Ke Yunlai was located in the city, so he asked passers-by.

There is no one in the city who does not know Ke Yunlai Inn, because it is one of the largest, best, and most luxurious inns in Beiling City.

After asking passers-by, Gu Fei knew the location of the Keyunlai Inn. The Keyunlai Inn is located in the bustling area in the south of Beiling City.

Soon, Gu Fei came to the south of the city and found Ke Yunlai Inn.

He was not in a hurry. After looking around, he realized that there was a tea shop opposite Ke Yunlai Inn. He walked into the tea shop and found a seat facing the street to sit down.

He asked for a pot of fragrant tea, and while tasting the tea, he paid attention to the movement of the inn opposite. He felt that there were not many people entering and leaving the inn opposite.

Moreover, some monks who wanted to enter the inn were blocked from the gate by several young monks in white clothes. It seems that only disciples of the Eastern family can enter and exit.

What the Eastern family showed is bound to cause dissatisfaction among other monks.

Sure enough, the sound of quarreling soon came from outside the gate of the opposite inn. Three or four young monks in green shirts had an argument with the two disciples from the Eastern family outside the gate of the inn.

"Others are afraid of your Eastern family, but we people in Misty City are not afraid. You two watchdogs, step aside for me." A monk in Tsing Yi said loudly.

As if he wanted to attract the attention of others, he yelled loudly on purpose. Sure enough, the eyes of the nearby monks were immediately attracted.

"Piaomiao City?" Gu Fei couldn't help but startled when he heard the words. He knew that this Piaomiao City seemed to be a mysterious force in Tenglong Continent.

Just like Fengdu Ghost Mansion, ordinary people don't know where Piaomiao City is at all, and people in Piaomiao City seem to seldom walk around in the cultivation world.

"Unexpectedly, even the people from Piaomiao City came to the Northland." Gu Fei thought to himself, he watched this scene with great interest, he wished that someone would trouble the Dongfang family.

"What did you say, say it again!" The two disciples from the Eastern family were clearly irritated by the words of the Tsing-clothed cultivator, and one of the disciples pointed at the Tsing-clothed cultivator and said loudly, there was a disagreement. The posture of making a move.

"Why, is your dog deaf? Can't hear the sound? That's right, how can the watchdog understand human language!" said the monk in blue with a look of disdain.

"Roar! You!" The disciple of the Eastern family was completely enraged. When he stretched out his right hand, a cold light rushed out of his hand, strangling towards the neck of the cultivator in front of him.

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