Chapter 74

On top of the heads of Qingtian sword sect, a group of more than ten young men and women, with long swords on their backs, sat on a big bamboo and fell slowly. These people are young, and most of them are congenital experts.

The shouting young man stood in front of the bamboo and looked at his party with a proud face.

For this kind of young people whose eyes are higher than the top, everyone has no good feelings. But I have to say that stepping on the flying bamboo obviously tells everyone that they are young men with background, but they have to suppress their discontent, so as not to offend the powerful forces when they first arrive.

Optimus sword sect is not afraid of trouble, but there is no need to cause trouble for no reason. Especially this stupid second ancestor who has nothing to do can only hold the principle that one thing is better than one thing for the development of the whole gang.

Song Fei is also glad that his gang of Bangchui doors didn't scold, otherwise he offended the big forces for no reason and won't do much good for the next development.

Of course, for the disrespect of the young man, Song Fei wants to keep him in his heart and calculate today's account with interest when his strength is reached.

It is not a gentleman to take revenge, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Song Fei thinks he is a gentleman among gentlemen, so it's not too late to avenge even after a hundred years.

At that moment, song flew out over the crowd and said to the young man in the air, "I've seen a Taoist friend. I'm a registered disciple under the elder Meng Qing of cangye sect. Today, I led my subordinates to start a sect here."

"Meng Qing's disciple?" the young man said after hearing this: "this place has been applied for the second residence by Huoshan sect. Please go back quickly. In the face of elder Meng Qing, I won't punish you. If you don't go back for half an hour, don't blame my ruthlessness under the sword."

Song Fei winked at the restless people behind him and smiled at the young man: "Taoist friend, since you also said that your sect is applying for it, it means that you haven't officially applied for it, so this place is not the residence of your sect, or the residence of cangye sect. I think we need to wait. If cangye sect assigns this place to your sect, let alone half an hour, a incense burning time, we can disappear."

"Hehe, elder martial brother Zhang, it seems that someone doesn't buy your face." behind the young man, a charming woman in yellow smiled loudly.

The voice of the woman in yellow fell, and the people behind her covered their mouths and wanted to laugh, as if they didn't dare to laugh.

"You ~" the young man was obviously not good at verbal confrontation. Song Fei's words felt that he lost face in front of the people, and his face turned red with anger. He immediately said angrily, "go away, otherwise I won't blame my ruthlessness under the sword."

Song Fei was also speechless for a while. This kind of lengtouqing couldn't reason with him. Are there so many people in the cultivation world?

If he were in another place, Song Fei might have left with patience, but this place involves territory competition. If he left in such a gloomy way, even if cangye Zong assigned this place to Qingtian sword sect, the rumors of timidity of Qingtian sword sect will soon spread. I'm afraid more people will come to extort money. Then there's really no way to live in the future.

Secretly holding back his dissatisfaction, Song Fei appeared to be a little hard: "I'm sorry, we won't leave until we confirm who we're going to assign here. If you want to go for an outing, please continue. Don't affect the elegance of all Taoist friends because of this small episode." the last sentence was obviously said to the people behind the youth.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" the young man angrily said. "Miso" pulled out the long sword behind his back and pointed to Song Fei. "Boy, you forced me."

For his childish lines, Song Fei really didn't know how to answer and didn't seem childish.

Song Fei said with a smile, "Taoist brother, I think we'd better not fight. We're all waiting for our predecessors to come and make decisions. Even if you win me, can you delimit the mountain to you on behalf of cangyezong?"

"Draw your sword, because I want to teach you a lesson because I see you unhappy." the young man in blue sneered.

"Well, in that case, second uncle, you go." Song Fei smiled at Qin Shihu.

"Yes ~" Qin Shihu slowly drew out the long black iron sword from his back, looked coldly at the young man in blue, and said faintly: "under Qin Shihu, please give me some advice."

"What do you mean, call a subordinate to fight." the face of the light man in blue changed.

"Because you look great, I can't beat you." Song Fei said naturally, "my second uncle is 80 years old. You should let him order, but don't worry. Do you see my back? If you don't have fun later, we still have people to play with you."

"You ~" looking at the many congenital experts behind Song Fei, the young man in blue soon turned green. Even if he was arrogant enough to pick a few more, he didn't have the confidence to challenge more than 30 congenital experts at once.

"You!" the man in blue angrily said, "you are not afraid that I will kill your subordinates ~"

"What, you want to kill?" Song Fei's smiling face suddenly became very ugly and angrily said, "you mean you want to kill cangye sect's disciples here? Brother Dao, dare you say it again? I'll invite cangye sect's law enforcement hall personnel to preside over justice."

"Brothers, they're going to kill us. Get ready to defend with all your strength." Song Fei suddenly shouted behind him. The mallets of Qingtian sword sect have long had an incomparable tacit understanding of Song Fei's behavior. At this moment, after listening to Song Fei's words, they immediately pulled out their long sword and felt a sense of war.

The strong sense of war changed the faces of all the people in blue. Without the support of their predecessors, they are not sure to fight with so many people.

What's more, how many bloodthirsty cold killing intentions, where are these people who only know cultivation all day and have not experienced many battles.

The young man in blue was the first to bear the brunt. He felt as if he had been stared at by a wild beast. A burst of coldness rose from the bottom of his heart.

The young man in blue was almost in a cold sweat.

The face of the man in blue changed again. He was silent for a while. Suddenly he snorted coldly: "hum, cowards who are greedy for life and fear of death, killing you all pollutes my sword." after saying this, he turned his face and said to the young men and women together: "let's go to the distance. These ordinary people are here, polluting our spiritual eyes."

But he never mentioned driving away Song Fei and others.

Song Fei watched a group of people go away. His smiling face soon sank down.

"Guild leader, alas." Qin Shihu sighed.

Song Fei also sighed: "there's no way. Just let everyone pay more attention in the future. This boy is narrow-minded. Maybe he will give us a Yin sometime."

"This is just a pawn in front of the horse. What I'm worried about is the master behind him." Qin Shihu said.

Song Fei nodded and said faintly, "I understand, but there's no way. Let's hurry to improve our strength. Fundamentally speaking, our strength is still poor. It depends on people's face."

"Yes, at present, we can only take one step at a time." Qin Shihu said.

With the episode just now, Song Fei's heart is also much heavier. He looks at the surrounding scenery with concern and conceives how to create a sect on this hill.

About half an hour later, the young man in blue came back. This time, only one person came with him, a middle-aged man flying with a sword.

"It's really not overnight for villains to take revenge." Song Fei sighed.

"From today on, this is the territory of our Huoshan sect. You can leave quickly." the middle-aged man stepped on the long sword and looked down at the people. The shout was like a general's order, with an indisputable tone.

"See you, elder." Song Fei went up to theory.

"Little bastard, get out." Song Fei's words were simple and rough.

"Old dog, don't be rude to our leader." Zhang Xiong immediately scolded.

Patience is not the style of Optimus sword school. Just now, for the young man in blue who thinks highly of himself, they have long held back their fire, but they didn't expect that at the moment, the middle-aged man is more self righteous and insults Song Fei. Moreover, the meaning of the words is that even Yue Qingtian scolded him together.

"Miso, miso, miso." behind Song Fei, a series of long swords came out of their scabbard.

Song Fei turned around and looked at the crowd seriously.

Zhang Xiong and others met Song Fei's eyes, blushed and said, "guild leader, we can die, but you can't be humiliated."

"Yes, sect leader, what are you afraid of when you die?" Lei Zhu said.

Song Fei looked at the crowd deeply, and suddenly laughed with his serious face.

"Ha ha ha ~" in an instant, Song Fei's laughter spread to the whole mountain, turned his back to the immortal in the air, stabbed the long sword into the sky, and laughed loudly, "Qingtian sword sect, you can't be humiliated."

"War ~" the crowd shouted, and the fighting spirit soared into the sky.

Song Fei slowly turned his head, faced the immortal in the air, and said with a faint smile: "humiliate me Qingtian sword sect, but you have to pay a price. Even if it's the last person to fight."

Then, Song Fei said coldly, "listen to the order of Qingtian sword sect, congenital master, follow me. If I wait for death, you will flee everywhere. The rest of us can cultivate at ease. As long as we don't die, we will hate Huoshan sect. When we succeed in cultivation in the future, even a poultry of Huoshan sect will be slaughtered for me."

"Yes, sect leader ~" Qingtian sword sect, including children, has a loud voice that resounds through the sky.

"Madmen, this is a group of madmen." beside the middle-aged man, the young man in blue murmured, suddenly felt a burst of fear, and quickly faced the middle-aged humanitarian nearby, "martial uncle, you can't let these madmen live and kill them all."

"Since you want to die, I'll take you on the road." the middle-aged man coldly faced Song Fei and other humanitarians. He also felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart. Since LAN Yulong heard that a group of friars in the physical realm came to rob the mountain with them, he hurried to them. He thought that there was a deterrent of foundation period and accomplishments, and these people still didn't obediently obey, But I didn't think it was a group of desperate lunatics.

However, middle-aged people have confidence in their accomplishments and kill openly, which is taboo, but if they abolish them all, hum.

The middle-aged man kneaded a Dharma formula. A transparent palm was formed on the head of Song Fei and others. One palm was photographed towards Song Fei and others. The pressure of death was instantly transmitted to everyone's heart