Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Spirit Sword Sect?"

Hearing this, Fei Ren's face was surprised, revealing a trace of doubt.

According to his knowledge in the past few days, the famous forces near Yecheng are nothing more than Cheng Family, Yun Family and Golden Rainbow Escort. These three are Peak’s 1st Rate Influence, with a long inheritance and The foundation is strong, as for the so-called Sword Sect, he has never heard of it.

"Spirit Sword Sect is one of the Three Great Sects in the Great Chu Dynasty, and it is also a rare Rank Nine Sect. It is said that it has been inherited for hundreds of years and has a strong background. It has been since the Great Chu Dynasty was not yet established Existence."

"And when the ancestors of the Chu clan founded the Great Chu Dynasty, Sword Sect seemed to have sold a lot for it, so it is quite trusted by the Imperial Family and the Imperial Court today. Direct Disciple has always been used to arrogant and despotic, and I don’t do anything about bullying men and women..."

Seeing that Fei Ren didn’t know much about Sword Sect, Cheng Zhouquan was also a fan. , And then uttered a voice with emotion.

Although he is a Cheng Family Young Master, he is considered a small reputation in the surrounding area of ​​Yecheng, but he does not want to provoke trouble at the moment. The spirit Sword Sect dísciple in front of him is mediocre, but if he angers the people behind him Sect, even if Cheng Family is the 1st Rate Influence, it is hard to escape the blame.

"Rank Nine Sect...it’s no wonder this guy is so crazy, but Young Master, I’ve never been afraid of anyone..."

hearing this, so is Fei Ren eyes slightly narrowed, and then his gaze slowly fell on the man in Jinpao not far from the opposite side, and the killing intent was exposed in his pupils.

"Hey, it's a pity that I ran into Sword Sect's dísciple. This girl probably can't escape..."

"Yes, trifling ten silver tael It’s enough to eat and drink for a month in Yecheng. The dísciple of the Sword Sect is obviously a bully..."

"The old man is also suffering from life, so poor that he has no money to buy medicine. I’m sick, and even my daughter will have to catch it, tsk tsk..."

"No way, who makes Ling Sword Sect be Rank Nine Sect, and it is highly valued by the Imperial Court."

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At this time, more and more people were onlookers beside the street. For a while, they discussed spiritedly and sighed endlessly, seeming to be feeling the tragic fate of this plain-clothed girl in front of them.

"Lowly maid, don't you be unsatisfied!"

It seems that due to the crowded ears, this man in brocade robe from Ling Sword Sect also complexion slightly changed, and then he was angry shouted, and at the same time took out a small bag of money pouch from her arms and threw it in front of the plain-clothed girl, with an air of arrogance, as if the plain-clothed girl in front of her was already in her pocket.

"If it wasn't for you to be a little bit pretty and there are so many people, I would have dealt with you a long time ago, and it would take ten silver tael to be so troublesome..."

Glancing at the girl in plain clothes who was kneeling on the ground, the man in Jinpao sneered, and at the same time he secretly pushed his abdomen inwardly, it seemed that there was a plot against.

The man in the brocade robe is named Liang Yuan, and he is the dísciple of Sword Sect, one of the Great Chu Dynasty Three Great Sects. Although he is only the honorary disciple of the Sword Sect, his status is not high and his strength is not very high. Strong, but with a touch of Sword Sect's fame, Liang Yuan was also in Yecheng, and almost no one dared to provoke him.

"Cheng Young Master, this kid humiliated good women in the street. His character is bad and his methods are unbearable. Let's just look at it this way, right...?"

See this scene Fei Ren also almost understood the whole sequence of events, although he turned his head and looked towards Cheng Zhouquan beside him, his tone gradually became fierce.

"Brother Fei, is it possible that you want to?!"

Perceiving a flashing killing intent in Fei Ren's eyes, Cheng Zhouquan was also taken aback for a while, then Wide-eyed.

After all, the opponent is from Rank Nine Sect, with a strong background. If this shot stops Liang Yuan, it will inevitably not cause Rank Nine Sect's crazy revenge. Although their Cheng Family is 1st Rate Influence, they have some Can't afford it, after all, in the Misty Swamp yesterday, Cheng Family just lost a group of strong guards.

"This kid is only a trifling Mid-Conjuction Realm 5th layer's cultivation base. Without me, Cheng Young Master can easily solve him. Let him disappear in this world... "Although Fei Ren is not always nosy in his life, the situation of the plain-clothed girl in front of him has aroused his inner sympathy. Once upon a time, his parents died early and became a little beggar on the streets of Wuan Town. The situation is similar to the plain-clothed girl in front of him. Much better than it.

"be that as it may, but he is from Rank Nine Sect, I am afraid..." Still hesitating, Cheng Zhouquan's expression changed, as if he didn't want to cause trouble.

"A real man born in the world, how can it be indecisive."

Seeing that Cheng Zhouquan is still unwilling to intervene, Fei Ren did not force it, just shook the head, Then he flew towards the crowd on the opposite side and swept away.

"Brother Fei!"

Seeing Fei Ren wants to walk to walk, Cheng Zhouquan was unexpected, and shouted, the next moment also moved towards the crowd on the opposite side. , His face is solemn.

"Young Master, the little girl is really not good...I hope Young Master will let the little girl and the father go..."

The plain-clothed girl bit her lip with her teeth and hesitated for a long time. She still did not agree to Liang Yuan's request, because she knew very well that once she agreed to Liang Yuan's request, not only would her father's illness not be saved, but she would also have a lamb in. a tiger's den, the body was stained in vain.

"Lowly maid, you dare to play me!"

Seeing this scene, Liang Yuan finally couldn't bear the anger in his heart. He raised his hand and hit the girl in plain clothes with a palm. The face, full of strength, has already used Essence Power. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if this slap is hit, the girl's weak and lovable body in plain clothes will inevitably not be able to bear it, so vanished fragrance and crumbled jade.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a man’s clear voice came from the air, and at the next moment, I saw that Liang Yuan’s wrist was forcibly caught by Fei Ren and stopped. In midair unable to move even a little bit, at this moment, his face was flushed, his mouth was trembling, and it seemed that he couldn't do it with all his strength.

"You...! who you are?!" Feeling a sharp pain coming from his wrist, Liang Yuan's expression was also terrified, and he suddenly became lose one's head out of fear.

Although Fei Ren who suddenly came out in front of him seemed unremarkable, his strength was deep and unmeasurable. He could not see through Fei Ren’s breath of Essence Power, and Fei Ren’s palm was strong as an ox. , No matter how Liang Yuan struggles, he can't get rid of the shackles.

"Let go of Lao Tzu! Do you know that I am who?! Lao Tzu is Sword Sect dísciple, do you dare to shoot Lao Tzu, courting death!"

Yelled hysterically When he said, Liang Yuan was also running Essence Power, intending to break free from Fei Ren's restraint. However, Fei Ren's palm was still Motionless As Mountains. After a while, his entire wrist became red, and at the same time it was extremely sore, like a pig's hoof.

"It doesn't matter if I am who, but you are about to die..."

Glanced at Liang Yuan coldly, Fei Ren's face was cold and his tone was like returning from hell The Death God makes people feel chills.

killing intent! baleful aura!

"Don't! Don't kill me...! I am Sword Sect dísciple, I have something to say...! Young Hero... I was wrong!"

Looking at Fei Ren, who was cold and merciless in front of him, with all the killing intents exposed, Liang Yuan also had protruding pupils and his face was terrified. His crotch suddenly became hot and he was scared to pee on the spot.

Only a Martial Artist who has countless lives in his hands can condense such a strong baleful aura, and he is just a little honorary disciple of Sword Sect, who is addicted to eating and drinking merrily all day long, sensual and sensual. Fei Ren was naturally scared to death, and the original imposing manner of arrogant and despotic also instantly wilted.