Unlike those who came from a delicate background and rarely fought to the death with others even though they became cultivators, this cultivator of Jiuzhen County was able to appear here from the corner of the territory that was forgotten by the vast majority of the people of the Southern Dynasties, and he didn't know how much suffering he had endured and how many real battles he had carried out.

Cultivators like him were far more sensitive to danger than the delicate cultivators in the academies and retreats.

The young man who came out of the pharmacy was too calm, and even gave him a sense of anticipation.

It's a bad feeling.

So he didn't respond right away, and really took a breath or two to weigh it up.

He and the young man in the pharmacy were naturally innocent.

It's just that he really wants that flying sword.

The shop in the old bell tower was very reputable, and he was sure that if he could kill the young man, he would be able to get the flying sword as he wished.

Thinking of the flying sword's alluring luster, beautiful texture, and aura that was extremely consistent with the exercises he was cultivating, his heart was on fire.

He really couldn't resist that flying sword.

"I really ......"

He said three words, holding back the "I really want that flying sword" that he almost blurted out behind him, then he nodded vigorously, looked at the young man, and changed his words: "Think about it." ”

The young man with the yellow paper umbrella sighed with some regret.

No one likes to kill, unless it's a real pervert.

Even the Demon Sect, which is rumored to be a complete monster outside, actually doesn't like to kill.

As for him... In fact, it was not easy for him to return to Jiankang.

Jiankang is also his hometown that he has been away from for a long time, and he is even more reluctant to kill in his hometown.

It's just that he can't change the minds of many people, and he can't change the trajectory of many people's lives, just like wolves are born to eat meat, and if they want to avoid being eaten by wolves, they can only kill this wolf.

He and the cultivator of the Nine True Counties stopped talking, and the area around the alley fell completely silent.

A sound of breaking the air sounded.

An arrow shot out of an alley next door and landed on the young man with the umbrella.

The cultivator from Jiuzhen County did not move, nor did the few figures blocking the young man's retreat, but in several nearby alleys, many people moved at the same time, and countless footsteps stepped on the snow intensively, making a tooth-souring Karma and Karma sound.

Compared to these sounds, the sound of the arrow breaking through the air is negligible.

The sound of an ordinary feathered arrow breaking through the air was very poignant, but the sound of this arrow breaking through the air was very soft, like the rustle of leaves as the wind passed through the trees.

But the sound of the arrow is light, but the arrow itself is heavy.

The shaft and feathers of this arrow are shining with a blue golden luster, and it is a poisoned Gusu armor-piercing arrow produced by the Gusu Arrow Workshop!

The young man with the yellow paper umbrella was so calm that he didn't even lift the edge of the umbrella, and he didn't even look at the arrow that was fired.

Poof.

The arrow fell a foot in front of him, and the road beneath the thick snow was paved with stone slabs, but the arrow easily pierced through the stone slabs in the road, as if it were piercing through the snow, except for a short tail feather on the surface of the snow.

The tail feathers made of metal flakes vibrated slightly, and some snow mist was raised, and the blue light and flames appeared in the snow fog, and there was a dangerous beauty that was difficult to describe in words.

In the streets and alleys farther away, there were people who were just watching the scene, they were all insiders, but they wouldn't show their faces in such a battle at all.

Looking at such a picture, looking at the young man holding a yellow paper umbrella who didn't seem to care about the arrow at all, many of them also had strange feelings in their hearts at the same time.

This arrow was just a test shot.

Experienced archers tend to have one of them calibrate before they shoot a volley.

This person will accurately judge the influence of various subtle factors such as climate and wind direction on the arrow according to the arrow he tried to shoot, and then quickly inform all the archers around him.

This calibration is extremely important when dealing with a practitioner who has an amazing reaction speed and can move quickly, because the difference between whether or not they can be shot, or whether they actually land around the opponent's body, is extremely subtle.

The more expensive and difficult the arrows are, the more they must not be wasted.

Those who have seen elite border troops in battle will be familiar with such an arrow, but this young man with a yellow paper umbrella seems to be familiar with it as well.

In the next moment, the picture of that street and alley has completely changed, and it does not give these people much room for imagination.

Hundreds of Gusu armor-breaking arrows broke through the air at the same time, and the low and fine rustling sound converged together, but it turned into a crisp sound, like the sound of tearing paper.

In the face of these armor-piercing arrows that could even break through heavy armor, the young man with the umbrella did not turn into a phantom and move quickly as any archer imagined, he still stood in place and did not move, but just raised the umbrella in his hand and spun it.

The arrows that fell on the umbrella surface easily tore the umbrella surface apart, and the umbrella bones on the umbrella surface also broke almost at the same time as the umbrella rotated and these arrows collided, but the strange thing was that there were not many strong true elements gushing, and these armor-piercing arrows that were very strong when they fell were actually like messy straws hitting each other, flying out with the broken umbrella bones.

The yellow paper umbrella in the young man's hand quickly turned into bare bamboo poles, and as his arm shook, the bamboo pole knocked off the last few armor-piercing arrows that fell towards him, and then exploded in his hand with a snap, turning into dozens of bamboo strips.

This picture is very peculiar, but it is very scary in the eyes of many people.

For the vast majority of cultivators, even if they used a more violent True Yuan spurt method, it would be difficult for them to resist so many armor-piercing arrows with a very ordinary yellow paper umbrella in their hands.

In other words, it seems counterintuitive.

The cultivator from Jiuzhen County frowned deeply, his pupils contracted violently, but his hands moved unusually slowly.

He slowly lifted his hands and took off the bamboo hat he was wearing.

He was extremely shocked by the performance of the other party in his heart, and he clearly realized that the other party was far superior to him in terms of talent, cultivation realm, experience against the enemy, and state of mind.

By this point, however, there was no way out, and he wasn't alone in a battle with the terrible young man.

He was an excellent swordsman.

His weapon is a flying sword, and his flying sword has nothing to do with the bamboo hat he wears.

But when he took off this bamboo hat, some true yuan quietly flowed out between his palm fingers, and a cloud of vitality fluctuations vibrated around the bamboo hat that was enough to attract any cultivator's perception.

He needed some distraction from the other side.

At the same time, behind the young man's side, a flat snow ground was warped, and a white handleless small sword flew out of it, instantly accelerating like electricity, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao Dao, and picking it at the young man's waist and spine!

The corners of the young man's mouth turned up slightly, and his gaze seemed to be attracted by the bamboo hat above the head of the cultivator of Jiuzhen County, but a whistling sound came from his sleeve, and an even more powerful sword light was the small sword that flew out of the snow before the cultivator of Jiuzhen County didn't have time to react at all!

While!

The two flying swords collided, making a loud sound like a bell in a temple.

This cultivator from Jiuzhen County felt as if he had been kicked hard in the chest by an invisible foot, and he couldn't suppress a muffled snort, and his entire body took two steps back.

His flying sword was also knocked out, swaying, trembling, and shaking behind the young man.

It was obviously just a small sword, but the power thrown from the sword body was like a giant whip whipping the snowy ground, blasting through the ravines.

He controlled the small sword with great difficulty, but what made his pupils shrink even more was that the young man's body only shook slightly, and the small sword that flew out of the sleeve of the young man actually regained its balance in a shock and fell towards the source of those arrows.

There was a loud shout and the sound of blood spurting.

This young man turned out to be such a strong swordsman.

The same flying sword, this young man's flying sword, is so powerful and stable!

The cultivators at the entrance of the alley behind the young man sensed such a powerful and stable meaning, and their hands trembled slightly unconsciously, just looking at the flying sword of the cultivator of Jiuzhen County that did not fall to the ground in the air, one of the cultivators in the lead suddenly had courage, and said sharply: "He is a sword master, he is only one person, and there are no attendants by his side. ”

When he said this, he first pulled out the long knife that was stuck diagonally behind him, trampled through the snow, and rushed towards the young man!

Streams of snow and dust exploded under his feet.

He was full of true energy, and his whole body was emitting a yellowish light, and the momentum of galloping far exceeded that of a galloping horse, like a wild beast.

The three cultivators behind him did not hesitate either, and rushed out after him almost at the same time.

The bodies of these three cultivators were instantly shrouded in the snow dust that exploded behind him, and their figures were not real, but the long knives in their hands were shining in the snow mist.

In order to avoid suspicion, many of the magnates in the city who organized this bureau were not too close to these alleys, but the shopkeeper in the alley next to the old bell tower took a carriage to a bridge not far away.

The old man reached out and lifted the curtain of the carriage, the ground was so high that he could see the battle in the alley.

He didn't expect this young man to be so difficult, but he still had strong confidence in those cultivators who rushed forward bravely and senselessly.

These people were all practitioners who had been exiled from the Northern Wei Dynasty.

These sword-wielding cultivators are extremely good at dealing with flying swords.

Their close-quarters sword skills are rarely matched by cultivators.

In his opinion, the flying sword of the sword master of Jiuzhen County was naturally too far from this young man, but at least it could be entangled for a moment.

This moment was enough time for these sword-wielding cultivators to slash this young man.