After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

Chapter 118 Anger from the Heart

When Yu Fei wanted to continue speaking, a beam of light suddenly came from the direction of the market town without any concealment. It was pure white in color, and carried a stern sword intent as it flew towards the lake without any cover.

This made the two of them pause and look in confusion at the escaping light that was spreading spiritual pressure wantonly.

"This cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining is so rude. Could it be that he doesn't know that it is forbidden to casually display spiritual pressure within a ten-mile radius outside the market town?"

Hong Zhang took this opportunity to change the subject, fearing that the woman in front of him was saying something that he could not accept.

Yu Fei raised her eyes and stared at the flying light, her brows gradually furrowed. This light seemed familiar, but the distance was too far to sense its aura.

"Let's ignore him. He might be another descendant of a foundation-building family. He is taking advantage of the Qingxu Sword Pavilion's closure to act arrogantly. He will be in trouble when the Sword Pavilion reopens."

Yu Fei whispered her thoughts and turned her gaze back to the ruffian in front of her.

"Brother Hongzhang, let me continue."

"Actually, you and I..."

Before Yu Fei finished speaking, he felt a force of energy firmly locking onto the two of them. This immediately changed the expressions of him and Yu Fei.

He was coming for them! Could he be seeking revenge?

As he concentrated and was on guard, he saw a sword light flying out from the escape light, heading straight for the ship, accompanied by a clear and loud shout.

"court death!"

As the sword flashed near them, Yu Fei and the other two hurriedly flew backwards.

Uh-huh~

The sword energy cut through the table like tofu. The boat was split in two by the sharp sword light. The sword energy was extremely restrained, and the part where it was cut was as smooth as the edge of a mirror. As the boat tilted from the middle, the dishes on the table collided with each other and made a crackling sound.

Yu Fei was standing on the water, holding the wine jar in her hands, looking grim. This delicious feast was wasted like this, and she hadn't even had a few bites yet.

Hong Zhang was even more angry, staring at the approaching light with his eyes, almost spitting fire. But he was only a physical cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and the person who came was very powerful, and was a sword cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he was unbeatable.

He took a deep breath and said in a firm voice, "What do you mean, fellow Daoist? You come and attack us without knowing right or wrong. Don't you know that this is the territory of Qingxu Sword Pavilion? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the guards?"

Song Mingan finally appeared above the two of them. The sword light dissipated, revealing his figure in an ordinary white robe.

He didn't expect that after he had gone through so much trouble to get out of the sect, he went to look for Sister Fei'er with great enthusiasm. When he arrived outside her cave, he found that a formation had been set up and he couldn't enter. He sent out several sound transmission talismans but there was no sound.

Thinking that she might not be at home, he was lucky that he brought the bird with him this time. With its help, he quickly left the city, but the direction he was heading was getting weirder, heading towards the lake outside the market town.

This gave him a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, a small boat was seen floating on the lake a mile away, and when the sword eyes were used, figures sitting opposite each other were seen.

Song Mingan turned his head to look at the female cultivator on the side, and was relieved to see that she looked ordinary. It seemed that Sister Fei'er did not show her true face, but after a closer look, he saw that her body was flushed, and her cheeks were full of charm.

She was holding a jar tightly in her arms. When she saw him looking at her, a look of surprise appeared on her face. Then, as if she had thought of something, she looked a little embarrassed and couldn't help burping. She looked very cute.

Seeing this, Song Ming'an curled his lips, and the anger in his heart subsided a lot. But he turned his head to look at the rough man on the other side, and frowned at his vulgar appearance. He dared to spy on his sister Fei'er in this state, he was really looking for death.

He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Get lost! If I see you approaching Sister Fei'er, I will make you pay."

Seeing that this monk ignored his threats and kept looking at the woman he had been pursuing for a long time, he became suspicious and said with a cold expression, "Fellow Daoist, are you the husband of Sister Yu Fei?"

Song Mingan's expression remained unchanged. As he raised his hand, the sword light flashed, obviously he didn't want to answer.

Seeing this, Hong Zhang sneered and spat into the lake without any concealment.

"I thought he was some important person, but he turned out to be just a bastard who coveted Yu Fei's sister."

Yu Fei glanced at the two of them, her expression changed slightly, and she advised softly, "Ming An, Brother Hong, this may be a misunderstanding, calm down first."

Brother Hong?

Mingan?

Hearing her call so intimately, the two men frowned.

Upon seeing this, Ming An suddenly released the sword light that had been accumulated in his palm, drowning out Yu Fei's subsequent words in the shrill sound.

buzz~

Several sword lights, like crescent moons, pierced towards the man standing on the lake.

Facing the sword energy, Hong Zhang's copper bell-like eyes glared. He took a deep breath, and his already sturdy body swelled up layer by layer, tearing his clothes, revealing the chain armor on his body. The naked body looked even darker, and it exuded a solid texture like an iron tower.

Dangdang~

Crisp sounds rang out one after another, splitting the mail on his chest into sparks and leaving sharp sword marks on it.

What a powerful swordsman, what a powerful sword energy.

Hong Zhang's face was solemn. He had managed to break his forged armor to the point of breaking it with just the sword energy. How could he do that with a real sword? It seemed that he must not let him get away from him. Thinking of this, he used his physical skills without hesitation, and a layer of black light shone through his body.

He clenched his broad palm, and a heavy black iron hammer half his size appeared in his hand. This hammer was not only his forging tool, but also the foundation of his life.

He kicked his foot, and the surface of the lake exploded with waves. He raised the sledgehammer high with both hands and smashed it at the young man.

Boom~

With a loud bang, spiritual energy burst out wildly above the lake.

The surrounding cultivators and mortals were all stunned. They were attracted by the escaping light and never thought that a fight would break out immediately. Has the deterrent power of Qingxu Sword Pavilion decreased so much during the closed-mountain period?

In a moment, he saw a stream of light escaping to the vicinity, and he looked at the two people who were fighting with curiosity.

Facing the waves of magical power, Yu Fei tapped her shoes lightly, and floated across the waves into the void. A white figure emerged from the water beneath her feet. It was the white snake that was knocked into the lake by that blow.

It climbed up along the feet in a daze, and came to Yu Fei's shoulder, looking up at the two people who were gradually fighting with real fire.

The young man in white robe was seen holding a magic sword in his hand, and he did not retreat at all in the face of the fierce attack from the physical cultivator.

The tip of the sword hit the weak spot of the hammer technique every time, causing most of its spiritual energy to dissipate. However, the tremendous force still caused the long sword to bend slightly, and the arm trembled.

If he didn't want to forcefully suppress this man, he wouldn't have fought in such a way that had no advantages at all.

The monks watching from a distance gradually figured out what was going on.

"The one using the hammer-shaped magic weapon must be the Hongqi Master who has been very popular in the market recently. I didn't expect that he would fight with someone here."

The male cultivator not far away nodded and said, "That man is Master Hongqi. I once asked him to customize a magic weapon. I will never forget his appearance and aura. Who is the man who fought with him? He was holding a flying sword and was able to fight a physical cultivator on equal terms. He was really amazing."

The old monk frowned as he watched the increasingly fierce fight, his eyes narrowed, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes as he took in the two of them.

"I always feel that this young man's sword energy is very familiar, as if it is of the same lineage as the Qingxu Sword Pavilion."

The cultivators showed disbelief when they heard this. "The Qingxu Sword Pavilion has been closed for a long time now, so there are no disciples walking around outside. You must have seen it wrong, fellow Daoist."

Hong Zhang's face was ferocious at this time, and the blood vessels in his body were bulging as the magic formula in his body was pushed to the extreme.

"You are a real man, you actually fought me so hard."