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Jiang Yi's momentum was like a rainbow, and he didn't give Yi Jifeng a chance to breathe, so he slashed for the second time.

boom!

A raging flame was burning on the black plume knife, and it slashed down towards Yi Jifeng angrily.

call.

The heat wave was surging, and the fire was surging.

Yi Jifeng's face was scalded by the flames of the knife, and a strand of hair was curled by the fire, emitting a burnt smell.

He didn't believe that he was still Jiang Yi's opponent after his skill soared, and the flames of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he almost gritted his teeth, desperately mobilizing the mighty internal force in his body, and stabbed out with all his strength.

clang!

Swords collide, sparks shoot out.

The Jueming Sword trembled violently and let out a mournful cry.

Teng Teng Teng.

Yi Jifeng took another three steps back, leaving a few clearly visible footprints on the hard bluestone ground.

His face was extremely ugly.

boom!

Jiang Yi's offensive seemed to be endless. The second knife fell, and the third knife followed closely, and it was aimed at Yi Jifeng.

Not only did the aura of this strike not fade away, it was even stronger than the previous two strikes. It was like wildfire starting a prairie fire, and the fire would only get stronger and stronger. Until it overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth, turning it into a sea of ​​flames, burning everything up.

Yi Jifeng tried his best to lift Jueming Sword to block it.

clang!

The Jueming sword in Yi Jifeng's hand flew out and plunged into the ground more than ten steps away, leaving only a small part of the hilt on the ground.

His figure also flew upside down like a kite with a broken thread for five steps, and hit the ground hard.

With a bang, the entire courtyard was slightly shaken.

"puff!"

Yi Jifeng spat out a big mouthful of blood, supported his body with his left hand, stood up tremblingly, and wanted to fight again. But he found that the tiger's mouth of his right hand was torn, blood flowed out, and the whole hand lost consciousness, twitching slightly from time to time, obviously seriously injured, and could no longer hold the sword.

Jiang Yi put the knife back into its sheath, looked at Yi Jifeng and said:

"You should have just accepted your grandfather's teaching. It's a pity that you haven't fully digested these internal forces, which has caused some stagnation in the operation of your exercises. Otherwise, you wouldn't have lost so quickly."

As he spoke, he reminded again: "You go, those eight swords also have the eight famous swords, and I will come to get them some other day."

When Yi Jifeng heard the words, his face turned pale.

Grandpa Yi Yun's earnest advice seemed to be still in his ears: "Jifeng, from now on, you will be in charge of the Famous Sword Villa. You must not lose the century-old reputation of the villa."

He has just accepted his grandfather's decades-old skills, so he is so energetic, and he wants to revitalize the famous sword villa. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Jiang Yi in a blink of an eye, and fell from the clouds to the dust.

Thinking that he had lost to Jiang Yi the eight swords and mental techniques that had been passed down by the villa for many years, his body was filled with energy and blood.

With a wow, he spit out a big mouthful of blood again.

Yi Jifeng seemed to have lost his soul, after being stunned for a moment, he left the Zhenwei Escort like a walking corpse, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

A few disdainful whispers came from the corner:

"It's too embarrassing to be the lord of the martial arts league. You can't even beat Jiang Yi."

"It turns out that the so-called Famous Sword Villa is just a false name."

After Yi Jifeng walked out of the gate of the Escort, Jiang Yi looked around, his eyes swept across the surrounding people like lightning, and said:

"Next, who will go?"

Except for a few people, the group of heroes met his eyes, as if they were burned by the sun, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

They dared to ridicule the failed Yi Jifeng, but if they were really asked to deal with Jiang Yi, they would not have the guts to do so anyway.

Ordinary second-rate masters, in the aftermath of Jiang Yi and Yi Jifeng's confrontation, are not sure that they will survive. Not to mention confronting Jiang Yi head-on.

The function of their gathering here is to wave the flag and shout.

After seeing the fight between Jiang Yi and Yi Jifeng, the elders of Shaolin, Tianxing, and Yuntai Sword Sect's expressions changed for a while.

Before that, although they knew that Jiang Yi could kill Xue Zimu, he must be extremely powerful. But before they came, they still had a bit of luck in their hearts, thinking that Jiang Yi might have won by some despicable means.

At this moment, several people realized that Jiang Yi's strength had far exceeded their expectations.

With Yi Jifeng's sword qi cultivation base, they were defeated so easily, none of them had reached the super-first-class level, and it was even more impossible for them to be Jiang Yi's opponent.

Zhang Qiqiao saw hesitation on the faces of the masters of several sects, cursed in his heart as a waste, turned his head to look at Zhang Tao, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes, and persuaded:

"Brother, it seems that you still need to take action to take down this person."

During this period of time, since Yue Fei died, Zhang Tao expressed his dissatisfaction with Qin Shou many times, which also attracted Qin Shou's killing intent.

Zhang Qiqiao intends to let Zhang Tao and Jiang Yi fight to the death, it is best to die together, so that he can get rid of the two serious worries at once.

People from the Tianxing School and the Yuntai Sword School also looked at Zhang Tao, and said in unison:

"That's right, this villain's martial arts are so strong, it seems that you are the only one who can deal with him."

"Daxia Zhang's Lion Roar is extremely powerful, and he will definitely be able to take down this Jiang Yi."

They themselves did not dare to fight Jiang Yi, so it would be great if they could persuade Zhang Tao to fight.

Zhang Tao saw that his martial arts comrades were so earnest and flattering him, and he also felt a little duty-bound. He stepped forward, looked at Jiang Yi, with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice:

"Let me learn your master's tricks."

Jiang Yi was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Father, don't."

A man and a woman rushed in from the door of the escort agency.

The two were Zhang Junbao and Zhang Taoxin's concubine Ming Daohong.

After Zhang Junbao left Heifeng Town, he returned home, and then he found that his father Zhang Tao was actually taking a concubine. In order not to make his mother sad, and to prevent the young and beautiful Ming Daohong from wasting his youth with his father, he He ran away with Ming Daohong.

That's right, Zhang Junbao robbed the marriage, and it was his father's concubine who robbed him.

Although Zhang Junbao's original intention was to send Ming Daohong home and let her find someone to marry again. It's a pity that Ming Daohong fell in love with Zhang Junbao because of various things on the way. After being sent home, she refused to stay at home and instead followed Zhang Junbao all the time.

The Zhang family was originally a well-known martial arts family, but because of Zhang Junbao's robbery, he became a laughing stock in the martial arts.

After seeing the two of them, many martial arts people recognized him, pointing and discussing:

"Could this person be that Zhang Junbao who defies human relations?"

"The one next to him should be Zhang Tao's concubine. It's really shameless for these two people to dare to show up."

"Hey, speaking of it, this Zhang Junbao is really a wonderful person, he even dared to snatch his aunt."

"Speaking of which, Ming Daohong is really coquettish, no wonder Zhang Junbao couldn't hold back..."

Zhang Tao's personality is domineering and strong, when he heard the unusually harsh discussions around him, his face was as dark as iron, his eyebrows raised up, and he scolded Zhang Junbao:

"Niezi, I haven't settled with you yet, you still have the face to appear here."

Zhang Junbao explained:

"Didn't I write you a letter to explain clearly about Ming Daohong? Why are you still unable to think about it?"

After a pause, he continued: "Let's not explain about Daohong now. I am here this time mainly to persuade you not to fight Mr. Jiang."

"As the saying goes, God has the virtue of good life. I also understand the cause and effect of this incident. Everything was caused by Yue Fei's relics. Didn't Mr. Jiang just make it clear that there are no treasures or secret books in the relics. This is just a misunderstanding.

Because of this incident, many people have died. Dad, you still don't want to start a fight with Mr. Jiang, and start a dispute again. "

As he spoke, he persuaded the people around him: "Everyone, why don't you let go of your hatred and turn hostility into jade. Isn't it good to live in peace? Why do you have to fight and kill?"

Zhang Tao couldn't listen to his explanation at all, with fierce murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he said coldly:

"I'll kill you first to remove the stigma of my Zhang family."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and struck out from the air.

Roar!

The violent palm force was like a roaring river, overwhelming Zhang Junbao and Ming Daohong.

Although he said it with murderous intent, in fact Zhang Tao's offensive was mainly on Ming Daohong.

After all, Zhang Junbao was his only son, so he was reluctant to kill him if he really wanted to.

Zhang Junbao didn't expect his father to do it as soon as he said it, without mercy, facing the violent palm force, his pupils suddenly shrank, and Ming Daohong who was beside him came behind him.

Afterwards, he mobilized his internal strength, and pushed out with the same palm.

The palm is soft and the movements are natural, like flowing clouds and flowing water, extremely mellow.

During this period of time, I don't know what kind of adventures he has experienced, and his strength has already entered the first-class realm.

It's a pity that he still has no ability to resist in the face of the superb Zhang Tao.

Boom!

Zhang Junbao's body was shaken, he flew obliquely for more than ten steps, fell to the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

If Zhang Tao didn't care about the relationship between father and son, Zhang Junbao would have died.