Chapter 1526

A voice sounded behind Song Fei: "put down your flying sword and roll as far as you can."

The sword in Song Fei's hand is a Dao level flying sword, and it's also a top-grade Dao weapon. It's not that Song Fei wanted to show off, but that he wanted to keep a low profile.

The worst magic weapon in my hand is this one in my hand.

If you take out the fairy sword yourself, you don't have to do it yourself. The power from the fairy sword is enough to make it difficult for all the creatures on the third floor to breathe, let alone fight.

Song Fei didn't expect that he was remembered as soon as he took out the fairy sword. Song Fei couldn't help thinking of Murong Xue of wushizong. The arrogant and rude figure seemed to reappear in Song Fei's heart.

Song Fei turned around and saw a face full of nations and cities. The owner of this face is only 28 years old, but both her body and face are perfect. Among the women Song Fei has seen, this woman can definitely rank in the forefront, much more beautiful than Murong Xue at the beginning.

The woman was wearing a white dress and white ribbons were flying behind her, as tall and beautiful as a fairy.

There were three people behind her, two men and one woman. Like this woman, they were all spiritual cultivation.

Looking at their clothes, Song Fei frowned and whispered, "the clothes of Qingtian sword school."

The woman in white sneered. After laughing, she destroyed her noble and beautiful temperament. She looked at Song Fei coldly and said, "since I know I'm a disciple of Qingtian sword sect, I don't put down your flying sword and roll. If I don't roll again, even my life will be left."

Song Fei's eyebrows stretched out again, looked at the woman in white and said, "the disciples of Qingtian sword sect are so domineering?"

Behind the woman in white, a man shouted to Song Fei coldly, "boy, it's not up to you to tell me what to do for Qingtian sword sect. Elder martial sister, sparing your life is kind to you. Don't blame us for being rude to you."

Song Fei said faintly, "if you don't do it, you are afraid of the flying sword in my hand. If I put down the fairy sword, you will kill people immediately."

Song Fei's words slightly changed the faces of the four women in white. Song Fei caught the subtle expression in his eyes and sighed gently in his heart. He guessed it right. They were really afraid of flying swords. Otherwise, they would have killed and won the treasure.

Today's Qingtian sword sect is the first sect of the apocalypse, and its status far exceeds that of wushizong of Murong Xue at that time. However, Song Fei did not expect that there were more ruthless disciples than Murong Xue in his sect.

Song Fei said, "who is your master? Didn't he teach you to be a man?"

"Boy, I insulted my teacher. You don't have to go today." the woman in white was very angry. Song Fei's words sounded like scolding her for not having a mother's education.

Originally, she was afraid of the fairy sword in Song Fei's hand. Now, relying on the forces behind it, she also threw this fear out of her mind. For the woman in white, it is so close to Qingtian sword sect, which is equivalent to the territory of Qingtian sword sect. She doesn't have to worry about the threat of the other party. She doesn't believe what the opponent will do to herself, and she can wantonly plunder the magic weapon in his hand, Even if the other party has a hard idea, you can call others to help.

There was no fear in her heart, and the courage of the woman in white became greater.

"Do it!" shouted the woman in white. Three young people who were ready to move behind her also left and took out their flying swords.

"Wait a minute!" a loud cry came from above the people's heads.

Later, a young man in a gray robe landed in front of Song Fei, blocked between Song Fei and the woman in white, and said to the woman in white, "elder martial sister, I'll help you."

"Xue Changle, how can it be you again." after seeing the young man in gray, the expression on the woman's face in white became colder.

Xue Changle smiled and said, "elder martial sister, I'm here to help you. Which enemy is this? I'll help you kill him together."

The woman in white stood in place and said coldly, "this man plotted against me many days ago. Today he was blocked by me. Naturally, he wanted to kill him and export his evil spirit."

Xue Changle turned his head and said to Song Fei, "brother, which sect do you belong to dare to be rude to my elder martial sister? Report your school quickly and let your elders come forward, otherwise you will regret being killed."

Song Fei looked at Xue Changle more. With Song Fei's wisdom, he naturally saw that Xue Changle was helping himself.

Song Fei was ungrateful and said faintly, "I'm just a scattered practitioner. I have no school and no school. I'm alone."

When Xue Changle slaps his head and looks at Song Fei, his eyes are full of silly expressions. If Song Fei then makes up the name of a big sect, maybe Xue Changle can help him fool him.

However, Xue Changle obviously didn't give up. Instead, he turned to the woman in white and said, "elder martial sister, Yijie sanxiu dared to surround you. How dare you have so much courage? Do you recognize the wrong person?"

"Xue, long, happy!" the woman in white shouted word by word, "can I be a strong person in the spiritual realm and recognize the wrong person, or say you don't believe me? Hum, you're just an external disciple. You dare to meddle in the affairs of my core disciples and don't look at your own identity. Go away, or I'll kill you."

Xue Changle's naked killing intention impacted Xue Changle and changed his expression. Xue Changle is just a little friar of the first rank of the golden elixir. How can he resist the three people who have been promoted to the spiritual realm? There is a big difference. What's more, he is only an external disciple, not even an internal disciple, let alone a core disciple. The magic skills cultivated by the core and the magic weapons carried by him, None of them can be compared by a small outside disciple.

But seeing an innocent person killed in this way, Xue Changle was unwilling to see it and said again: "elder martial sister, since he is rude to you, we'll take him back to the sect and hand him over to the law enforcement hall. After all, even if he blocks elder martial sister, he won't die. Let the law enforcement hall decide whether it's right or wrong."

The woman in white continued to sneer. He took a fancy to the Taoist flying sword in Song Fei's hand. If Song Fei was handed over to the law enforcement hall, how could the flying sword fall into the hands of one of his spirit realm disciples.

The woman in White said coldly, "what if I don't?"

Xue Changle finally restrained his smile and said solemnly to the woman in white: "elder martial sister, my Qingtian sword sect has rules. You can't kill innocent people or bully the weak. If you violate the rules, I will go to the law enforcement hall to denounce your sins. Even if you get the treasure, you will not only be unable to get it, but also be punished."

The woman in White's face was completely cold, and her voice hit Xue Changle's mind like a snowstorm in the severe winter: "Xue Changle, you've been bad to me again and again. You're really looking for a dead end. Let's bury this boy today."