Lin Feng's attainments in the way of the sword are quite high, but he will never be as indifferent and arrogant as Ximen Ruthless, after all, the way of the sword is also a kind of way, and there is no way to do it.

There are many kinds of swords, such as Xiang Aotian's Danyang Blood Sword is a kind of unrestrained and arrogant way, while Lin Feng's Dragon Slaying Sword is an indomitable and fearless way for the brave.

Therefore, in his usual life, Lin Feng seems to be very chic and uninhibited, doing everything as he pleases, and he will not deliberately make Ximen ruthless and arrogant.

"Well, thank you Brother Lin for your kindness. Simon ruthlessly said this flatly, and then drifted to the side, and returned to his usual appearance.

Everyone else couldn't help but be stunned, such a cold sword cultivator actually expressed his sincere gratitude to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng felt that Ximen Ruthless, a person who was only obsessed with the practice of swordsmanship, was respectable, this was a kind of sympathy for people in the same way, even if he didn't usually interact much, but he was like an old friend for many years.

"Simon boy, I usually see that you are quite low-key, but today you even threatened to compete with this sword master who exterminated the group of thieves. In my opinion, if you are defeated, the rest of you can also go up and fight, and you must remember that you must not damage the prestige of our Jiuding Sect. Xie Lingtian said leisurely with his hands on his shoulders.

The disciples were speechless for a while, Elder Xie Lingtian's mentality was very young, but in terms of maintaining the reputation of the Jiuding Sect, he was no different from those old-fashioned elders.

On the island, the corpses of the robbers were all slashed by the sharp sword qi and died, staring at them and making it difficult to stare.

When the sea breeze blows, the smell of blood on the island is permeated, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Xie Lingtian led the team back to the galleon, the sails were raised, the wind was blowing, and the sailboat was flying on the sea.

Along the way, the smell of blood came from many emerald islands, and it was difficult to dissipate it in a short period of time.

"There are really enough bandits in this sea area, I really don't know how those monks who are going to Miluo Island came here?" Li Zhou sighed.

"It's understandable, the sea area in other directions is estimated to have the power of Miluo Island, and the sea area we came from happens to be full of robbers. Nie Renlong wanted to lure the Jiuding Sect people to Miluo Island, so he smiled and said, "Anyway, your final destination, Kunlun Ruins, will also pass through Miluo Island, how can those robbers stop us?"

Elder Xie Lingtian and the elite disciples all gave him a blank look, this old guy's soul was attached to Nie Renlong's body, and if he didn't leave, he had to drag him to Miluo Island.

The intent is so obvious that no one present can see it?

But there is no other good way, so I have to calculate it and see the situation after arriving on Miluo Island.

In the afternoon, the wind and clouds on the sea suddenly changed, and the wind and rain were unexpected.

The speed of the galleon slowed down considerably, and in the evening the showers stopped, and an endless white mist rose over the vast sea.

Lin Feng and his teammates all sat cross-legged on the deck, letting the galleon sail forward, sensing the nearby environment with their mental power, but it was also very calm.

In the second half of the night, the fog lightened a little, and the outline halo of a bright moon could be faintly seen in the fog.

Ahead was a relatively large island, and there was a shout of slaughter from above, but the sound of blades clash was almost none.

The Jiuding Sect hurriedly exerted a wave of qi to speed up the galleon, and when they landed on this island, they saw the corpses of robbers everywhere.

And their wounds were all the same, except for one place, and that was a fatal sword mark on the throat.

It can be seen that several people have even been killed by the same sword, and they are still dead and blind, perhaps they never thought that a lonely kendo cultivator would wantonly slaughter robbers in this sea area with one person and one sword.

"What a fierce sword intent, this person is still on the island, we can go and pay a visit. "Lin Feng's perception of sword intent is very sensitive.

"This person slaughtered so many robbers, naturally we are righteous people, and we should see it. Xie Lingtian agreed.

Following the path of the wild grass to the peak of the island, on a huge clean bluestone, a man in purple clothes and red hair sat cross-legged, with a slender blue sheath sword lying horizontally beside him.

"Brother Tai is good, we are the disciples of the Jiuding Sect, passing through this sea area, seeing that all the robbers along the way were slaughtered, we admired your feats, and specially came to pay a visit. Lin Feng smiled and arched his hand.

He really admired this guy's approach, such a large-scale slaughter of robbers was a feat, Lin Feng never thought of doing this.

"I've been waiting for you for a while, and since this morning, I've felt a team of extremely strong monks following me. And I could feel the three extremely powerful sword intents, all of which were inferior to me, so I decided to wait here. The man in purple said calmly.

"Are you so sure we're going to see you?" Lin Feng said.

"Of course, you can also sense my position, and I'll see you sooner or later, and if you want to fight, it's better to end it sooner. The man in red said.

"Our Jiuding Sect is a great sect of immortals, and what you are doing is also a righteous act, even if we want to fight you, it is a fair martial arts, and it will not be a malicious pursuit. Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"But I'm not a righteous monk, I've been killing since the beginning of my swordsmanship, and there are not a few innocent people I've killed, I especially hate bandits, isn't it good for them to do something else?

His tone is not arrogant, everyone's cultivation realm on Lin Feng's side is not inferior to him, and they all have their own tricks to press the bottom of the box.

How could the elite disciples in the Jiuding Sect be as easy to kill with a single sword as a sea bandit?

There was silence for a moment, no one rushed to stand up to fight, and the leader Xie Lingtian stood beside him with his hands on his shoulders, he was waiting patiently.

"I want to compete with you in swordsmanship!" Simon, dressed in white like snow, walked out of the team ruthlessly.

"What do you call it?"

"Simon is ruthless. ”

"Very good, my name is Lei Yu, with this fierce sword intent on your body, you are qualified to be my opponent. ”

Then, Ximen Ruthless and Lei Yu were five zhang apart, and they both drew their swords and confronted each other.

The two of them themselves are like rare swords, practicing swords with their hearts, forging their hearts with swords, and two incomparable sword qi permeated from them.

Ximen's sword aura was as cold as ice and snow, and the air around him seemed to be about to freeze.

And Lei Yu's sword qi was a brilliant purple, and the surrounding grass, trees, bamboos and stones all turned into powder.

But he still hasn't performed a single sword move, the long sword is still in his hand, and even the posture of the confrontation has not changed.

Everyone else invariably operated the essence and blood energy, forming a protective body qi shield outside the body.

Time passed like flowing water, and after a long confrontation, it seemed like there was only a moment.

No one would go up to disturb them, the pure sword intent they exuded had deeply shocked everyone's hearts, it was a kind of throbbing, a shock to the sword intent.

The sea breeze blew, the smell of blood came, and pieces of leaves fell, and they were instantly crushed by the sword qi.

Is the decisive battle between the two really to be divided into life and blood?

Indeed, between two peerless sword cultivators, a battle to the death may be a fate, but it can also be sympathetic.

"We'll fight another day, because your heart isn't still still. Ximen ruthlessly spun and waved the narrow black sword, flashed back, collected the sword and stood, the sword qi on his body returned like a long whale absorbing water, and said indifferently.

"My heart is not quiet, is my sword not sharp enough at this moment?" Lei Yu said in a deep voice.

He didn't want to be looked down upon by his opponents, so he went out on his own, and once he fought a decisive battle, he never flinched.

"If a sword cultivator's heart is not quiet, his sword is bound to be chaotic, and if the sword is chaotic, people will die. Ximen ruthlessly snorted coldly and said: "I don't want to win, my teammates and elders are here, you must have some doubts in your heart, and you can't play your best." ”

"Then, as you said, let's go to Miluo Island to fight again, where the battle is very fair, and there are rewards for victory. Lei Yu's face improved a little and showed his attitude.

Simon's ruthless tone was still so impersonal and cold, but the meaning of sympathy between peerless sword cultivators could be said to be on the page, and anyone with a delicate mind could feel it.

Lin Feng's feelings for this point were the deepest, when he was in the maple leaf forest outside the Medicine King Valley, he and Danyang Blood Sword Xiang Aotian did not know each other at first, and after fighting desperately, they sat down and talked about swords and taught each other stunts.

However, there must be a battle between Ximen Ruthless and Lei Yu, and in terms of their current strength, they are much stronger than Lin Feng and Xiang Aotian at the beginning, and it is normal for there to be casualties in this battle.

Besides, Simon Ruthless cares most about kendo, and he decides to fight again another day, more to win the glory and let his swordsmanship be truly sharpened.

Lei Yu saw that the people of the Jiuding Sect were not very malicious, so he walked over and said with a bold smile: "There are still two hundred miles to Miluo Island, I have been here once before, I can take you there." There you can see the largest battlefield in the 8,000-mile sea. ”

Lin Feng and his teammates glanced at each other, they were not curious about the fighting battlefield, but they were interested in what he said about Miluo Island being so famous in the 8,000-mile sea area.

"I can't imagine that more than two hundred years later, I, a hero, would manage Miluo Island into such a prestigious force, it's really a pity, I just built a cave there and taught three apprentices. Nie Renlong muttered in his heart.

Although Miluo Island can be called a behemoth now, it is unreasonable for Nie Renlong to use Jiuding to teach these people to fight head-on, but he expected that Xiongwan, a rebel, would not have imagined that the master was still alive in the world, and that he would still appear as a soul possessed by others.

With the addition of Lei Yu, the team of the Jiuding Sect became even stronger, and they all sat cross-legged on the deck, letting the galleon move forward in the sea mist.