Hearing this, Yun Jing couldn't help but wonder, since Huoyun Sword came from Burial Sword Mountain, then Song Mingdao was a younger disciple of Burial Sword Mountain. Will he confront Yang Feng in the future because he wants to find his master's belongings?

Song Mingdao has practiced the supreme 'Sword Scripture', and Yang Feng has practiced the evil sect. If these two people confront each other, God knows what kind of sparks will be created.

Luo Zheng continued: "Speaking of Buried Sword Mountain, it was a holy place in the hearts of countless swordsmen throughout the entire Dali Dynasty. The swordsmanship there was unparalleled, and there were countless famous swords. There were three thousand swords that overwhelmed the martial arts world.

It is said that Huoyun Sword can be ranked in the top ten. You can imagine how precious it is. It is the sword that every sword practitioner dreams of. Unfortunately, Burial Sword Mountain no longer exists, and countless famous swords in the past are unknown.

"Where?"

"No matter how good the treasure is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time. Maybe some swords are gone. Even if there are still some surviving ones, they will be collected by big forces and masters. It is estimated that they will actually live in the wilderness."

Speaking of this, Yunjing couldn't help but think, there are people who are willing to throw out such a sword, maybe it's not a conspiracy? Maybe it was thrown by an enemy country to cause trouble in the world.

But who can say clearly about this kind of thing?

The two of them were eating, drinking and chatting. When it got dark, Yunjing and the others heard the sound of fighting again.

When I went out, I saw that Yang Feng and the others, who had gone shopping somewhere, were back again.

Just come back. The problem is that when they came back, they were no longer a group of people chasing Yang Feng, but Yang Feng was chasing the group of people to chop them.

It's not that Yang Feng's cultivation level skyrocketed after running around for a while. The devil knows what happened. Those who were chasing Yang Feng before were all poisoned.

The group of people fought back.

Yun Jing twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Look, I said that guy is very evil. How long has passed since then, the identities of hunter and prey have quietly changed."

"Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise I would be the one being chased and chopped down now," Luo Zheng said fearfully after swallowing his saliva.

Yun Jing nodded, deeply convinced.

Damn it, he's just so unreasonable.

"Yang Feng, don't go too far. We haven't done anything to you. Do you really want to kill them all?"

"Now we are poisoned. When we recover, we will kill you with a thousand knives!"

"Have you ever thought about what kind of revenge you will face if you kill us..."

The people who were being chased and chopped were frightened, and they resorted to using both soft and hard tactics to survive.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng sneered and said: "Now you know you are afraid? Before, when you chased me like a dog, did you ever think of such an end? You say, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Now it's my turn

You guys, have a good trip!"

As he spoke, Yang Feng chopped off the heads of two people with a sword.

The person who died under the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand did not even have a drop of blood from the broken neck. This was definitely the inherent characteristic of that sword, killing people without bleeding.

Yunjing took a breath of air-conditioning and exclaimed in his heart, what a guy, Yang Feng actually shouted such terrifying words as thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi!
Chapter completed!