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After Jiang Feng successfully comprehended the third sword of the Da Luo Nine Swords, he did not relax at this point, but continued to perfect the details and deduce various changes. In this way, it took another day.

The dinner was cooked by Zhao Wuxia himself. There was a large pot of rice and a table full of vegetables. The combination of meat and vegetables was rich in nutrition. It made people feel hungry just looking at it.

Jiang Feng knew that Zhao Wuxia had prepared this specially for him. For this reason, Zhao Wuxia was busy for nearly an afternoon, but Jiang Feng didn't say thank you. He knew that eating all the food in his stomach was the best thank you.

Jiang Feng seldom eats in the past few days, and he has lost a lot of weight. He didn't feel it when he realized the sword. Now he relaxes and faces the table full of food, and he realizes that he is already extremely hungry.

Fortunately, his physical fitness is amazing. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted from hunger. Pick up the dishes and chopsticks and chew.

Seeing Jiang Feng gobbling it up, Zhao Wuxia gradually felt warm in her heart. She liked this state very much, but there might be some things that she would never be able to say in her life.

Jiang Feng was really hungry, and the way he ate must not look good. The table was full of dishes like wind and clouds, and they were all swept into his stomach. In just half an hour, they were all eaten.

Zhao Wuxia looked at him and smiled, brought a cup of hot tea over, and began to talk: "A person who claimed to be from the clan came here this morning, and let me tell you that the Lianhua Mountain is very lively, saying that you have time If so, you can go and see."

Lianhua Mountain is a very unfamiliar place to most people in Yanjing, but Jiang Feng knows it because it is where the ancient martial arts relics are located.

The Zong family asked Zhao Wuxia to tell him that Lianhua Mountain was very lively. In other words, it was no secret that the ancient martial arts relics had occurred. Although Jiang Feng had expected this, how could he not know that the Zong family sent someone to tell him about it? The thing is to sell him a favor on purpose.

"It's really interesting." Jiang Feng smiled lightly.

Zhao Wuxia didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, but he didn't ask any more questions, and smiled quietly.

"I'm going out in a while, you go back to Jiang's house to sleep tonight." Jiang Feng thought for a while.

"Okay." Zhao Wuxia agreed.

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Jiang Feng sent Zhao Wuxia to Jiang's house, but he didn't enter the door, but drove straight to Lianhua Mountain.

A few hours later, Jiang Feng appeared at the foot of Lianhua Mountain. In the past, there were few people here, but now the road leading to the mountain can be seen, covered with various footprints.

The footprints are deep and shallow. The deep footprints are left by the rain last night, while the shallow footprints are left today.The footprints are densely packed, which shows how many people have been shocked by the news of the relics of the ancient martial arts.

Jiang Feng didn't stay too long, and after a short look, the figure flashed up the mountain.

Along the way up the mountain, some artificially broken branches could be seen one after another, some of which were still stained with bright red blood, and then Jiang Feng saw a corpse.

The person who died was a white-haired old man with white beard and hair. Judging from his age, he was quite old. His death condition was extremely miserable. He had suffered countless sword wounds all over his body, and he was almost dismembered.

Jiang Feng saw at a glance that this was obviously caused by being besieged and killed, and frowned slightly.

Further up, the more traces of fighting, the more obvious, and more and more people died, but those corpses, without exception, have a common characteristic, that is, the death conditions are extremely miserable, and Jiang Feng's first The white-haired old man who found it was very similar.

"Could it be that there are forces that specialize in besieging and killing ancient martial arts practitioners?" Jiang Feng thought to himself, but felt that something was wrong, because he could see that the identities of the dead were quite complicated, including men, women and children. The symptoms are quite the same, but the fatal injuries are completely different, apparently died at the hands of different people.

"What's going on?" Jiang Feng's face was a little weird, but it was not enough to stop Jiang Feng's footsteps. Jiang Feng's figure moved and flashed a few times, and then appeared halfway up the mountain.

"Stop for me." Suddenly, there was a violent shout, and with that sound, a figure rushed out from Jiang Feng's side, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

It was a woman with a beautiful and slender back, but when she turned around, Jiang Feng found dark brown spots on her face. Those spots almost covered her entire face. I can't bear to take a second look.

Because of this face, it is impossible to accurately judge her age, but judging from her figure, she is not too old, she looks like she is in her early twenties.

The sound of "哗啦啦" came out, and soon three figures rushed out. The three figures were two middle-aged men and a young man, and they all had evil looks on their faces.

"Kill her." One of the middle-aged men pointed at the woman and shouted loudly.

The other middle-aged man and the young man didn't say a word, and raised their swords to kill the woman. The woman was wrapped in a black robe, and the robe was stained with blood. It seemed that she had suffered serious injuries. Fleeing all the way here, they have already reached the limit, when they saw the two men raising their swords to kill, a trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and that trace of fear disappeared in a flash, and turned into a trace of sternness.

"You guys from the Confluence Sect bully people too much, do you really think I, Ji Yanran, are easy to bully?" The woman cried out in grief and indignation.

Surprisingly, her voice was clear and pleasant, which formed an extreme sharp contrast with her appearance, making it unforgettable once she heard it.

"Damn, if you hadn't killed my Confluence Sect disciple, how could I have made it difficult for you, and I will die honestly, so as not to suffer that unnecessary suffering." The middle-aged man who attacked the woman spat, A sword stabbed straight into the woman's chest.

Jiang Feng could tell that this middle-aged man had a cultivation base of around the late stage of the Xuan class. Naturally, such a cultivation base was nothing in Jiang Feng's eyes, but his swordsmanship was extraordinary. It seemed a simple sword, but in it was There have been many changes.

And that woman's cultivation is around the early Xuan level. She is in her early twenties and has such a cultivation. Because of the injury, even though he tried his best to dodge, he still couldn't dodge the sword of the middle-aged man, and was stabbed in the right arm by a sword.

The young man took advantage of the situation and stabbed the woman with the long sword in his hand. The woman let out a coquettish cry, and stabbed the young man with the sword backhand.

The young man was only at the late stage of the Huang class. He didn't seem to have thought that the woman had room to resist. Seeing the woman make a move, he was startled. .

"Dare!" The middle-aged man roared, and hastily drew out his sword to block, but the young woman seemed to be determined to die with the young man, and ignored the middle-aged man's sword, and went straight to the sword , and stabbed the young man.

At the same time, the swords of the middle-aged man and the young man pierced the young woman's body, and blood spurted out. The woman let out a coquettish cry, stepped back more than ten steps, her feet softened, and she knelt down on the ground .

Looking at this scene, Jiang Feng admired this woman for no reason. Judging from her style of attack, she undoubtedly had an extremely strong and unyielding personality, but unfortunately her strength was a bit weak.

"Looking for death." The young man was injured, and the middle-aged man's face turned black. He raised his sword and attacked the woman again, vowing to kill her by the sword.

The woman watched the middle-aged man stabbing him with a sword, her eyes were ashen, but she was still stubborn and unyielding. She knew that she was going to die here today.

"Stop." But at this moment, Jiang Feng said.

How could the middle-aged man listen to Jiang Feng's words? A sword had already stabbed in front of the woman. His long sword was broken in two.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he backed away in a hurry. The other middle-aged man, who had never made a move, also changed his expression greatly when he saw this. He walked quickly to the side of the middle-aged man who made a move, and looked at Jiang Feng vigilantly. .

"I don't know who my friend is, I'm Fu Pinwen of the Confluence Sect." The man clasped his fists at Jiang Feng and said very politely.

As soon as Fu Pinwen came over, he saw Jiang Feng's existence, but because Jiang Feng was too young, he ignored Jiang Feng almost instinctively, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to move so amazingly, just flicking his fingers Flicking, that is, breaking a fine steel long sword, with such strength, just thinking about it makes his scalp tingle.This is why instead of being angry, he was extremely polite to Jiang Feng.

"You don't need to know my name. I'm a little interested in this woman. You guys go." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"This—" Fu Pinwen didn't expect Jiang Feng to say such a thing, his face was surprised for a while, and then a little annoyed.

And the woman named Ji Yanran obviously didn't expect Jiang Feng to say that she was interested in her. She was even more surprised than Fu Pinwen, and she couldn't believe it.

Another middle-aged man and a young man also thought they had auditory hallucinations, and looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief, their eyes flickering, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"Why, you don't want to?" Jiang Feng didn't care what they thought, the reason why he was willing to help Ji Yanran was completely moved by Ji Yanran's personality, but it was impossible to say that.

"No, no." Fu Pinwen was afraid that Jiang Feng would make a move, and he would stutter a little. He was naturally extremely unwilling to let Ji Yanran go, but he didn't dare to provoke Jiang Feng. After weighing the two, in the end he Still beckoning, took the other two and left.

"You said you saved me because you were interested in me? Is it true?" As soon as Fu Pinwen left, Ji Yanran fixed her eyes on Jiang Feng and asked.

For some reason, her voice was a little sharp, which made Jiang Feng quite puzzled, and then smiled: "How about the real one? What about the fake one?"