The urban swordsman is invincible when he comes down from the mountain

Teach Yan Feipeng, the son of the Yan family, the old way of cultivation.

It is the Cangsong Taoist of Cangsong Temple.

After he heard Su Chang's words, he just sneered.

The light in his eyes loomed, emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

"Su Changfeng, you do have some ability.

"But if you want to watch the wilderness in Cangsong, it's still a little bit not enough.

Cangsong Daoren's tone was sharp, and it was obvious that he had guessed Su Changfeng's identity.

At the same time, several disciples wearing green sermon robes entered with swords and surrounded Su Changfeng and Tu Ping.

The tip of the sword trembled, the cold light flashed, and everyone was in full array.

"The quiet place of the Daomen does not want to kill in vain.

"But if the other party stubbornly resists, it doesn't hurt to kill them!" Cangsong

Daoren gave an order, and all the disciples shook their sword flowers and killed them.

But at this time, a figure came out in an instant, and he fought with those Taoist priests with his bare hands, and he did not fall behind at all.

Tu Ping's palms are staggered, interspersed with vertical and horizontal swords in several long swords.

Not only did he not feel any pressure, but he also attacked from time to time to force the sword-wielding warrior back.

"Good boy, good palm skills!"

Cangsong Daoren couldn't help but admire when he saw Tu Ping's skills.

These disciples were all cultivated by themselves.

is indeed a talent to be able to fight with them with a pair of fleshy palms.

Especially that set of palm techniques, the mystery is endless, and it looks like it comes from the Kunlun lineage.

"The frog at the bottom of the well!" Su

Changfeng sneered.

"Cangsong Lao Dao, although you know some immortal cultivation methods, but the shoddy work is unsightly.

"Even if you reach the peak of cultivation in this life, you can only do this.

Su Changfeng's tone was contemptuous, which made Cangsong Daoist instantly angry.

The true qi in his body was agitated, and even the Dao robe was slightly bulging.

"You lost dog, you dare to talk to me like that.

"You should have been dead eight years ago.

"I am not grateful for being able to live until now, and I actually ran to our Cangsong Temple to spread wild.

"I think you dislike the longevity of life, and you want to die here today, right?"

Cangsong Daoren's eyebrows fluttered, and he was angry when he spoke, and his own cultivation had been fully revealed.

"It turned out to be just a half-step Tiandan, I thought it was something.

"It seems that the Cangsong Taoist people of Cangsong Temple are in name only.

After feeling the breath of Cangsong Daoren, Su Changfeng just sneered.

The posture it showed was even more contemptuous.

Since the establishment of Cangsong Temple, Cangsong Dao people have become famous all over the world with an ancient Cangsong sword and 72 Cangsong swordsmanship.

The two Shura Sect and the Divine Sword Sect did not dare not give face.

But I didn't expect that today, I was scorned and ignored by a lost dog.

At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he stepped forward to make a move with Su Changfeng.

"Wait a minute!"

a cold voice came from the side.

Cangsong Daoren was slightly stunned and stopped.

Looking sideways, Yan Feipeng, the eldest son of the Yan family who was meditating, had already stood up.

He moved his muscles slightly, then exhaled a long breath.

Zhou Sheng's blood was unimpeded, and his body actually emitted a faint spiritual light.

"Master, you are an old man, there is no need to do it with an unknown junior.

"Su Changfeng, the lost dog, I will help you solve it.

Yan Feipeng's eyes were calm, and there was a slight hint of pride in his expression.

He actually picked up a long sword beside him and pointed it at Su Changfeng along with the scabbard.

A dragon groaned, and the sword qi surged.

Yan Feipeng didn't draw his sword, but the scabbard had been smashed by the sword qi and fell to the ground inch by inch.

This move is the famous stunt of the seventy-two road Cangsong swordsmanship, the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin.

"Good apprentice, you have mastered seventy percent of this sword qi.

"Although it didn't reach the peak, it was enough to deal with Su Changfeng's waste.

Cangsong Daoren stroked his beard, and his eyes were full of pride.

After all, at his age, he has already passed the period of competitiveness.

Being able to see your apprentices succeed is the most gratifying thing.

Yan Feipeng didn't have to speak, swung his sword with his backhand, and stabbed out sharply.

The sword technique of a pine is vividly displayed.

The pine welcomes guests, the snow falls without a trace, the wind shakes the willows, and the jade girl shuttles...

Every trick is displayed, and it is all in style.

And the connection between the moves is smooth, without the slightest pause.

The more Cangsong Dao people looked, the more joy they felt in their hearts.

It was almost certain that his apprentice could win.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ye Xuantian gently pointed his finger forward, and the sword qi in the sky instantly turned into nothing.

Yan Feipeng was startled, shook his body and withdrew a few steps, his cold sweat already soaking his whole body.

Su Changfeng's finger just now, if it was a sword qi, he would have died a few times.

"Could it be... Is this a coincidence?"

Yan Feipeng thought for a long time and decided to give it another try.

But I didn't expect that I had just taken a step and retreated.

Although Su Changfeng didn't move, the direction he was looking at was the flaw in Cangsong's swordsmanship.

His heart was beating violently, and Yan Feipeng's body was sweating more and more.

As Su Changfeng's eyes turned his position, he was forced to take a few steps back again.

At this moment, I don't even have the courage to step forward and test.

"It turns out that this is the eldest son of the Yan family, and it seems that he is no different from those wastes. "

It's a waste to put the Immortal Cultivation Method in your hands!" Su

Changfeng's eyes flashed, and after he finished saying this, Yan Feipeng actually spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Cangsong Daoren was stunned for a moment, and immediately supported his apprentice.

He really couldn't imagine that Su Changfeng would break Yan Feipeng's Cangsong Sword Technique with just his eyes.

"Sue... Su Changfeng!"

"You lost dog, don't be happy too early.

"Even if I can't beat you, you can't fight my five major families in Feiyun City.

"If I want to kill you, it's as easy as a snap!"

Yan Feipeng staggered, his eyes were black, and he had obviously been injured by Su Changfeng's killing intent.

At this time, Tu Ping's palms flew, and a true qi surged out, knocking down all the Taoist priests with swords, and immediately rushed to Su Changfeng's side.

If it weren't for the comprehension of the martial arts taught by Su Changfeng, I'm afraid these Taoist priests would have been killed long ago.

"Uncle Shi, it's solved, I'll go and arrest that Yan Feipeng.

Tu Ping took out a hemp rope from his pocket and walked directly towards Yan Feipeng's position.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Cangsong Daoren shook the dust in his hand and swept out, forcing Tu Ping's figure back a few steps.

Under the infusion of true qi, the roots of the dust are like knives, and they are extremely sharp.

Although Tu Ping retreated and dodged, the placket on his chest was shattered, and blood was already oozing.

"The remnants of the Su family, daring to hurt people in my cangsong view is arrogant enough.

"Now I still want to take people away in front of my Cangsong Dao people...""I

think you don't want to live anymore!"

With a bang, the breath of Cangsong Dao people spread.

In the entire Cangsong Temple, the ground began to crack.

Countless pieces of rubble and smoke fell from the roof beams, causing Tu Ping to retreat in a panic.

At this time, a powerful palm suddenly pressed on Tu Ping's shoulder.

Su Changfeng's calm and calm voice came from behind him.

"Today, I must take Yan Feipeng, the roadblocker.... Dead !!".