"Hmm?" Suddenly, Shi Feng's face turned cold. Just now, he sensed that the snow-white long sword he had stuck outside the door was moved.

"Some people who are looking for death are coming to the door." Shi Feng said in a deep voice, and his thoughts moved. Yinsha's body sinks to the ground. The ground under his feet becomes like water. Yinsha slowly sinks in, and then he sinks into the ground, leaving no trace on the ground.

Shi Feng turned his head and looked at Shi Ling and Bai Yue'e who were still sleeping, and then walked out the door. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the faint moonlight shines, casting a layer of bright white light on Xiuling Village.

From a distance, it looks peaceful and peaceful.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a big earthquake trembled, "Go!Go!Go!Go!" A group of people riding horses appeared on the mountain road not far from Xiuling Village, stirring up dust and sand.

There were three people in the head, one of which was a young man in a white robe, with a handsome face as beautiful as a jade-like man.

One is a middle-aged man wearing a green robe, with a long sword on his back, a firm face and a calm face.

Another person is an old man wearing a gray cloth and gray hair.

The horse galloped behind them were all warriors in strong suits, all of whom were extraordinary in spirit, and the lowest cultivation level was the warrior realm.

"Haha, I really don't know what my father thought. He just captured a martial artist. He actually sent so many masters from our Hai family, even Uncle Ren and Butler Yue were dispatched." The young man in white laughed and looked disrespectful. This young man was the third son of the Hai family, Hai Batian, the third son of Hai Batian, the head of the Hai family, Hai Ming, and the three-star warrior realm.

"Although a martial artist is not a problem, after all, this matter is of great importance and is related to the life and death of our Hai family. The head of the family does not want any accidents to happen. This son must have seen people alive and corpses." Hairen, a middle-aged man beside Hai Ming, said, "He is the realm of a five-star martial artist, and is the cousin of Hai Batian. He is also a famous master in Cangyue City.

"Tsk, Uncle Hai is a bit exaggerated, but he just died a disciple of Tianfeng Sect. If Tianfeng Sect blames it, at most he will be able to pay some money and treasures. Anyway, our Hai family has so many things that we can't use in our lifetime. Butler Yue, do you think so?" Hai Ming said with disdain.

After hearing Hai Ming's words, Hai Ren shook his head secretly and stopped talking. Although Hai Ming had good talent in martial arts practice among the younger generation of Cangyue City, among Hai Batian's three sons, Hai Ming was the most incompetent and useless one. He was idle all day long and spent sleeping with some friends in taverns and brothels. He watched the sky in a well. He had no idea how big the world outside was, and he didn't know the horror of Tianfeng Sect and the dignity of the second-level art refiner.

A second-level art master, even if they spend all their money, they can't get it.

"This matter is of great importance. The third young master should not fall in love with it." The old white-haired butler Hai, wearing a cloth clothes, replied with a serious look on his face.

He is the butler of the Hai family, all the affairs of the Hai family, and the peak martial arts level of the Nine Stars. Apart from Hai Batian, the Hai family has the highest cultivation level. Usually, some of the direct descendants of the Hai family respectfully see him.

"The older a person is, the less courageous he is." Hai Ming murmured in his heart. He dared not say this. Although he is Hai Batian's son, if Hai Batian knew that he was disrespectful to Butler Yue, Hai Batian would never let him go.

A group of people entered Xiuling Village. Under the leadership of a Hai family, they rushed to Shi Feng's house. From a distance, they saw the snow-white sword that Shi Feng was stuck outside the house.

Hai Ming's eyes lit up immediately, he waved his horse whip and left the crowd, galloped forward, came to the sword and grabbed the horse's belly, stopped, bent down and grabbed the sword with his right hand, and grabbed the sword in his hand.

After looking at it carefully, Hai Ming's face was filled with joy, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it's a second-grade mysterious weapon, but I didn't expect it to be a second-grade mysterious weapon."

The level of mysterious weapons is the same as the level of martial artists, and is divided into nine grades from the first grade.

As Hai Ming said, he couldn't help but hold up the sword high, turned his horse around, and looked at the crowd that followed the Hai family with a proud look on his face.

At this moment, a clear sound rang out from behind Hai Ming in a very untimely manner: "Who are you ignorant of the dog? My young master's sword can also touch your dog's paws?"

"Looking for death!" The joy and pride on Hai Ming's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a distorted face and became ferocious. After shouting violently, he immediately turned his horse's head and looked at the place where the sound was made.

In Cangyue City, no one is respectful when he sees him. Since childhood, no one has dared to insult him like this.

A 15 or 16-year-old boy in a coarse cloth appeared in Hai Ming's sight and was walking slowly. This kind of dress looked like a poor man from a poor family. He dared to insult me? He was actually scolded by such a poor man?

Hai Ming became more and more angry as he thought about it, especially Shi Feng's leisurely and proud manner. Hai Ming wanted to rush over and remove him from pieces, and shouted again: "You are the dog bastard named Shi Feng, are you? Today, I want you to regret coming to this world."

Countless vicious means of torture Shi Feng appeared in Hai Ming's mind. He gritted his teeth and slapped his horse's back with a ferocious face. The horse under him was in pain and rushed forward.

"I must let you taste what it feels like if you are worse than death!" Hai Ming shouted with all his strength.

At this time, the people behind Hai Ming had arrived, and some people escaped from the crowd and wanted to help Hai Ming deal with Shi Feng together.

At this time, Butler Yue stretched out one hand to block the man's way and said, "No need to go over, just a martial artist. Let the young master have fun. Just do your duty."

"Yes!" the man replied.

The Hai family also knew that the other party was just a martial artist boy. The reason why so many people were dispatched was that this matter was too much involved, for fear that something unexpected would happen.

Butler Yue had already made arrangements on the way, no matter what, he would never let the other party escape.

At this time, we arrived at the destination and saw the murderer who was the main one of the family. The twenty-three warriors of the Hai family drove their horses off their bodies and gradually began to disperse, arranged into a large circle, surrounding Shi Feng in the center. In the hearts of the Hai family, that brave man who dared to offend the Hai family was already hard to fly.

Shi Feng seemed to ignore what the Hai family warriors did, stopped, raised his head slightly, and watched Hai Ming riding on a horse with a fierce look on his face. Shi Feng grinned and looked disdainful, as if he was looking at a clown. His right hand was a sword finger, and suddenly a white light lit up at his fingertips. Shi Feng shouted in a low voice, "Nether Sword Qi!"

With a low shout, he pointed his sword forward.

A ray of white sword energy burst out from Shi Feng's fingertips in an instant. The white light shone through the pitch-black void and flew towards the seaming that was galloping on horseback.

At this time, the faces of all the warriors of the Hai family changed drastically, "The Yuan power is released to form sword energy, this... this is what can only be achieved by entering the realm of warriors! Could it be that this young man hides his true cultivation?"

"This boy must not be kept!" Butler Yue said in a deep voice to Hai Ren beside him. As a peak-level martial artist at the Nine-Star Martial Arts, he could certainly see that Shi Feng only had the cultivation level of a six-star martial artist, and that a martial artist could be able to release his energy, which was enough to show that this boy's natural resources could be said to be in a million. As long as such a person does not die prematurely, he will become an existence that dominates the Tianheng Continent.
Chapter completed!