Great Song catcher

Chapter 241 River Broken Sword

Yu Wenjue was seriously injured first, and then his right arm was crippled by Nie Feng. He could no longer raise his true energy, and fell directly to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat kept dripping down his forehead. fall.

But even if Yu Wenjue suffered such a serious injury.

There was still no screaming sound.

Nie Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This person is indeed a tough guy, but it's a pity that he went the wrong way, otherwise, I really want to make friends with this person.

Nie Feng couldn't bear him to be tortured by such severe pain.

With a flick of his right hand, the acupuncture points on his body were sealed, and then he carried his figure back to the middle of the square.

But right now.

A three-edged dart flashing with silver light suddenly shot out from the crowd, like lightning rushing towards the center of Yu Wenjue's eyebrows, it was fast and urgent, and it came to Yu Wenjue's eyes in an instant.

Fortunately, Nie Feng had quick hands and eyes, and his right hand reached out like lightning, just in time to catch this hidden weapon!
"so close……"

Nie Feng immediately protected Yuwen Jue behind him, looked around with lingering fear, and then looked at the three-edged dart in his hand. The tip of the dart was shining with a light blue dim light, and it also exuded a strong stench. Know that it is a hidden weapon quenched with poison.

"Want to go?"

"It's not that easy!"

Voices came from the crowd.

The voice did not fall.

Nie Feng saw a skinny figure, like a broken sack, kicked in front of him from a distance, his limbs were distorted, obviously the joints were smashed with heavy hands.

Subsequently.

A young man stepped on the breeze and walked slowly to Nie Feng.

Stop!

Fengshen Gu Ting of the six gates of the capital!

Nie Feng has long been known for this person.

But I have only seen portraits, never real people.

"This guy is the one who plotted against him."

Gu Ting said rather lazily.

"Thank you, Master Gu."

Nie Feng put away the three-edged dart casually, and slightly cupped his hands at Gu Ting.

"You're welcome, we're all our own people."

Gu Ting waved his hands, looked down at the skinny figure again, and said:
"Who made you do this?"

Gu Ting nicknamed Fengshen.

In addition to being good at lightness kung fu and saber techniques, his overbearing legs of the python dragon are also a must.

Just now, he was on guard in secret, lest someone would take the opportunity to secretly attack Nie Feng. As a result, there were indeed some people who did sneak attacks, but his target was not Nie Feng, but Yu Wenjue in Nie Feng's hands.

So the moment the man made a move, Gu Ting had already spotted his traces, and the man wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, Gu Ting would let him go and stop him directly, and crippled him with the python dragon's domineering legs limbs.

But who would have thought that after hearing Gu Ting's words, the man just opened his eyes to look at him and Nie Feng, then closed his eyes and turned his head away without saying a word.

"It's courageous enough to kill people in public."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Ting sneered and said, "If you tell the mastermind behind the scenes now, I can give you a pleasure, otherwise you will spend your next life in a dark prison."

The name of the six-door black prison is well known to all the people in the world.

After the man listened.

The body could not help shaking a bit.

Still did not speak.

But at this time, Nie Feng found that he seemed to be chewing something in his mouth?
"No, he's going to commit suicide!"

Nie Feng immediately reached out to remove his chin, but it was still a step too late. The man's body only twitched twice, and then there was no more sound.

"Dead man!"

Nie Feng and Gu Ting looked at each other.

In order not to leak the news, the other party even hid poison in his mouth. Once the mission failed, he would directly take the poison and commit suicide. However, this kind of death is not common, and it is usually only seen in carefully trained spies.

"Gu Ting, Nie Feng, don't miss the Famous Sword Conference, our matter will be settled in private."

Zhu Yan spoke at the table at this moment.

Nie Feng nodded, grabbed Yu Wenjue who was seriously injured behind him, and walked directly to Zhu Yan's seat with Gu Ting.

"Nie Feng, lowly, meet the head coach, Mr. Chen!"

Nie Feng put Yu Wenjue away, and cupped his hands at Zhu Yan and Po Yuan Zhang Chen Kong.

"Don't be too polite."

Chen Kong smiled and said: "Sure enough, he is a rising star, quite like your father, I have you young heroes in my six doors, I will be at ease."

Even Zhu Yan, the famous cold-faced god, smiled at Nie Feng, nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad..."

Chen Kong looked at Yu Wenjue whose acupuncture points were sealed, shook his head and sighed softly, "Why bother?"

As he spoke, he also took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Yu Wenjue's mouth.

"Think about it now, is there any need to keep secrets from the mastermind behind the scenes? I think you will have an answer in your heart when this matter is over." Chen Kong said softly.

Yu Wenjue remained silent.

Gu Ting picked up his Moon Swallowing Knife, and Nie Feng was talking about something.

The famous sword competition on the field continued.

The third elder stood up and said: "Who else is willing to take the Guhong Sword? If no one is present, this sword should belong to Hero Liu."

Asked three times in succession.

No one will show up below.

Liu Yue clasped his hands and said, "Thanks to everyone for making room, I would like to thank Liu for this."

Gu Hongjian also found its owner.

But everyone knows it.
Whether it's Yu Wenjue or Nie Feng, they are at best only episodes, and what follows is the real highlight.

Flowing clouds.

Tianhai.

red dust.

The three swords represent the three top powers in the world.

Daomen.

Confucianism.

Fomen.

An unprecedented battle is about to unfold.

But right now.

A handsome young man in white suddenly flew into the arena.

"The younger generation, Ye Xiao from the Tianshan Sword Sect, has followed the instructions of his master and come to Sword Forging City to welcome the Broken River Sword back to the mountain!"

The young man in white bowed his hands to Nian Wuji who was seated first.

Nian Wuji nodded and said:
"Senior Ye Feihua had this legacy in the past."

"However, since Ye Shaoxia is a disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, he should also be aware of what was said in the legacy of the founder of the Zun Sect. Only if the disciples of the younger generation have enough cultivation, can they take the Duanjiang Sword. I wonder if the young hero can be sure of this?"

"The juniors are willing to give it a try!"

Ye Xiao's tone was decisive, and there was a look of confidence in his eyes.

"it is good!"

Nian Wuji said: "Fifth Elder, please hurry to Jiange and invite Duanjiang Sword here!"

"The city lord wait a moment!"

The Fifth Elder responded, turned around and left his seat. After about a cup of tea, he came back with a pair of sword boxes.

"Ye Shaoxia, this sword is the Broken River that Patriarch Feihua left behind!"

The fifth elder stood the sword box on the ground.

The sword case made of mixed iron shattered instantly.

A crystal-clear, cold long sword appeared there, and the temperature in the entire square dropped suddenly.

With the blade as the center, the frost gradually appeared, and gradually spread to the surroundings, and everything it passed was frozen.

"Broken River Sword!"

A trace of fire flashed in Ye Xiao's eyes.

(End of this chapter)