Zhang Yifeng's words fell, and everyone at the scene was stunned, thinking that this kid had some origins, feelings, just a grandiose ant. The young man laughed at the time and said, "I thought you were also an ant." ”

Zhang Yifeng looked at the laughing crowd, and said with a flat look: "Everyone's birth cannot be decided by themselves, maybe you were born better than me, but this does not mean that you are superior to me." Heroes never ask where they come from, and their origins don't determine their height. Only straw bales often hang the identity of their young master so-and-so in their mouths. ”

As soon as Zhang Yifeng's words came out, the people at the scene stopped laughing. Even some people looked at Zhang Yifeng's eyes, mixed with a hint of appreciation.

In the face of the strong, being able to say such things calmly is a manifestation of ability. This alone is enough to be impressive.

It's a pity that appreciation is appreciation, and reality is reality after all. A person who has no way to come from actually argues with the young master of the senior town, that is, he is killing himself.

At this time, somewhere, a woman dressed in black turned her head to look at Zhang Yifeng, and curiosity appeared in her eyes.

The woman holds tea in her left hand and a sword in her right hand, and as a swordsman, the sword does not leave her hand.

"Boy, who do you mean straw bales?"

The young man's angry voice followed, wasn't Zhang Yifeng scolding him for being a straw bag in disguise.

Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly and said, "What do you say, straw bale." ”

The young man was angry at that time: "Kid, if it weren't for the territory of the Wuji Business Alliance, do you think you would still be able to stand here and talk to me?" ”

Zhang Yifeng nodded suddenly: "Don't you say that I forgot that this is the territory of the Wuji Business Alliance, and it is indeed a bit troublesome for me to kill you here." ”

Zhang Yifeng said, turned around and left the inn.

This move stunned everyone at the scene.

"This kid has left the inn, what is he going to do? Looking for death! ”

"Although this kid was born humblely, I have to say that this kid is quite kind."

"Tsk, such a bloody kid is just right for me to be a disciple of the old blood ghost, provided that he can live."

In the inn, some people felt that Zhang Yifeng was looking for death, and some people took a fancy to Zhang Yifeng's bloody character.

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still wafting, and the person had already left the inn.

"This kid called Zhang Yifeng, where did he get his confidence."

"Let's go, keep up."

Suddenly, many strong men who watched the excitement followed out of the inn.

"People outside, make a space!"

At the same time, these strong men released coercion and fought for Zhang Yifeng and the young man for a small territory.

"This ...... What's the situation? ”

At this time, the movement here attracts everyone's attention. The space in the valley is not very loose, it can be described as three steps and one person, plus such a drama, it can be said that it is two steps and one person.

"I don't know, it seems that it's an unknown junior who wants to challenge the young master of the senior town."

"What, the nameless junior challenges the young master of the senior town, is this looking for death?"

"Who knows, I guess there's something wrong with my brain."

More and more people were attracted to it, and even the people from the Treasure Pavilion next door came out, and Xuemei shopping guide was also among them.

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Xue Mei's body trembled, when she heard that it was an unknown junior who challenged the senior town young master, she had a hunch at that time that this person might be Zhang Yifeng, and now when she looks at it, it really scares her.

"This kid is simply looking for death."

Xue Mei shook her head, and then did not hesitate, and immediately turned around and went back to the Treasure Pavilion, this matter must be reported to the shopkeeper Situ, she could see that the shopkeeper Situ was very fond of this kid.

……

"Boy, how do you want to die?"

In the crowd, the arrogant voice of the young man came. This sentence is clearly said to Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng didn't bother to pay attention to the young man at all, he turned his head to look at the strong people around him, and said lightly: "Whoever has a sword, lend me one." ”

As soon as his words fell, a strong man threw out a sword.

"This is the ultimate weapon, called the Blue Steel Sword. Boy, I appreciate your sentence that heroes don't ask where they come from, and birth doesn't determine height. Some people come from superior backgrounds, but that doesn't mean they can be superior. ”

This is a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, he has experienced a lot of battles at a glance, and he should also be a strong man with little background, "My God, it's a superb weapon!" With a weapon of this level, as long as there is no defense, a child can assassinate a strong person with it. ”

"This middle-aged man must be a powerful loose cultivator, and his strength is definitely not weak."

"The best weapon is good, but unfortunately it is not of much use in your hands. You're not a master yet, are you? ”

The young man's mocking voice came, even if Zhang Yifeng was holding a superb weapon, he didn't take Zhang Yifeng to heart.

"Ignorance."

Zhang Yifeng didn't want to talk nonsense at all, and the aura of his whole body was suddenly released. This aura is surging, and the master's later cultivation is fully revealed.

"This ...... The breath of the late master! ”

"This kid is young, and he is actually a master in the later stage of cultivation, I am afraid it is impossible to have no door and no faction."

In the stunned discussion of the warriors, Zhang Yifeng attacked without warning.

The aura of his whole body quickly condensed. These condensations formed a series of aura phantom swords. The cultivator, who was still talking, widened his eyes on the spot.

"How is that possible!"

Above Zhang Yifeng's head, the aura sword was dense, like a sword path galaxy. At first glance, I don't know how many swords there are! In addition, among these aura swords, there is also the best sword, but no one knows which one is the real sword.

"Phantom sword three thousand. Kill! ”

The next moment, Zhang Yifeng snorted coldly.

The sword dao galaxy descended from the sky, arranging each other into a sword array, heaven and earth, in all directions, as if endless, three thousand swords quickly surged towards the youth.

Just in the blink of an eye, the young man's figure disappeared, and his body was completely surrounded by the phantom sword.

Three thousand swords, what a terrifying number.

On the side, Sima Han's whole body trembled, isn't this his master's peerless "Phantom Sword"? Even if his master is only three hundred and five hundred phantom swords, but when he comes to Zhang Yifeng, he has become three thousand phantom swords!

The powerful relationship between this is more than just one plus one.

"Break it for me!"

I only heard the young man shouting, and a muffled sound came. The phantom sword that surrounded the young man vanished in an instant.

This young man was also a strong man in the late stage of the master.

"No, there's a sword!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly let out an exclamation, and some warriors found that not all swords were shattered.

"Where is the sword? I didn't see it. ”

"On his head, there is a hilt of a sword!"

When everyone heard this, they immediately fixed their eyes, and at that moment, everyone's pupils kept contracting.

Indeed, there was a hilt of a sword on the young man's head, and the hilt of the sword was stuck in the young man's head. That is, a sword pierced the young man's skull and pierced through the young man's body.