Shan E 'shui's sword was broken, and an old man as fat as a ball appeared before him. He could not help but be shocked, and his expression changed drastically.
Although the figure of the old man before him was a little exaggerated, the Sword Intent that surged around him was extremely terrifying. He was like a lion that was accumulating strength and waiting to pounce. Once he attacked, he would be able to tear everything apart.
Shan E 'shui was the second of the Three Heavy Sword Criminals. He might not be a swordsman at the peak, but his perception toward sword will was very strong.
At that moment, he sensed one word from the old man's sword will: pressure!
This pressure made him, a swordsman at the level of Saint Defier, feel like he could not breathe.
With his realm and power, even a swordsman at the peak of Saint Defier would not be able to give him such great pressure.
Just who was this old man?
Nie Tian looked at the fat old man, and his tense heart instantly relaxed, because the old man was Yinfeng Wuwo.
Yinfeng Wuwo could be said to be at the peak of the Sword World. Since he had attacked, Ruoyu Qianye would naturally be fine.
The crowd looked at Yinfeng Wuwo, and their expressions changed.
They were all swordsmen with great talent. Even if Yinfeng Wuwo intentionally held back his sword will, they could still sense how terrifying he was.
"The Three Heavy Sword Criminals, right?" Yinfeng Wuwo lifted his head slightly and looked at Shan E 'shui. He said with a smile, "You are a swordsman, a senior in the Sword World. You attacked a young girl in front of so many people. Isn't that a little inappropriate?"
"Sir, this woman killed my third brother. As her second brother, of course I have to take revenge. This is a private matter between me and the witch. Please be magnanimous and stay out of it. "Shan E 'shui's expression turned serious, and his tone became respectful.
He was not an idiot. He knew that Yinfeng Wuwo was not someone to be trifled with.
"I'm sorry, I have no other interests, but I like to meddle in other people's business," Yinfeng Wuwo chuckled and said, "In my opinion, this matter should end here."
"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Shan E Shui frowned, obviously suppressing his anger.
No matter what, the Heavy Sword Three Evils were people with status and prestige. How could they let them die in vain?
"Your third brother doesn't look like a good person. This little girl killed him, so he deserved it. If you don't want to die, then hurry up and leave this place." Yinfeng Wuwo didn't want to waste any more time, so he said coldly.
When Shan E Shui heard that the man wanted to chase him away, his face darkened. He said Coldly, "Senior, this is not your place. What right do you have to chase me away?"
"I'm sorry, but this really is my place!" Yinfeng Wuwo smiled again and took a step forward. Suddenly, a stream of sword essence whistled out.
In the blink of an eye, before Shan Oshui could react, a streak of blood splashed in front of his eyes, and one of his arms was severed.
His figure instantly retreated, and he almost lost his footing.
Right at this moment, a vigorous energy appeared and stabilized him from behind.
"Big Brother!" Shan E Shui suddenly turned around. Behind him was a familiar face, and he couldn't help but be happy.
The person behind him was none other than his big brother, the leader of the Heavy Sword Three Evils, Leng Chenxiang, the Sword Butcher.
"Leng Chenxiang!" Leng Chenxiang's sudden appearance made everyone's eyes tremble, and many people exclaimed.
Leng Chenxiang's face was solemn, and his eyes were like sharp blades, staring at Yinfeng Wuwo. He didn't seem to be afraid at all.
"Such a strong murderous aura!" Nie Tian looked at Leng Chenxiang, and instantly felt the bloody murderous aura around him. He couldn't help but shudder.
He had seen many strong swordsmen, but he had never seen someone with such a strong murderous aura.
Leng Chenxiang was just standing there, but the murderous aura around him gave people a suffocating feeling of deterrence.
The Sword Butcher, the Butcher of Swords!
Leng Chenxiang's hands were stained with countless lives. His murderous aura was nourished by these people's lives.
This extremely strong murderous sword essence made him much stronger than swordsmen of the same level.
"Here comes a big guy." Yinfeng Wuwo looked at Leng Chenxiang, and smiled faintly, but his eyes were a little strange, as if he had discovered something.
"Old thing, don't meddle in other people's business!" Leng Chenxiang said in a deep voice, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Even if he was facing Yinfeng Wuwo, he was not the least bit afraid.
"What if I want to meddle?" Yinfeng Wuwo smiled again, and his expression became even more strange.
"Die!" Leng Chenxiang was silent for a few seconds, and then he moved, like an arrow leaving the bow, condensing a strong murderous aura, and suddenly shot out to attack Yinfeng Wuwo.
He was very smart, and knew that he wasn't Yinfeng Wuwo's opponent, so he made a move in an instant, and wanted to catch him off guard.
In an instant, a terrifying murderous aura spread out, and everyone at this moment felt as if an invisible hand was strangling their necks.
This was Leng Chenxiang's terrifying point. The instantaneous burst of sword essence and murderous aura perfectly combined, forming an extremely strong suppressive force. Even some people who were stronger than him could be killed in an instant.
But unfortunately, Yinfeng Wuwo was too strong, far beyond his reach.
Just when Leng Chenxiang was about to approach Yinfeng Wuwo, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming from the void, and immediately made his figure stagnate, unable to advance an inch.
Immediately, an even more terrifying force appeared, and instantly imprisoned him, and then directly pressed down, as if to squeeze him to death.
"How, how …" Leng Chenxiang opened his mouth with difficulty, and did his best to resist, but that force was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't resist it at all.
He completely didn't expect that Yinfeng Wuwo would be this terrifying, using pure sword essence to directly crush him!
"This …" Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and simultaneously sucked in a breath of cold air, speechless.
Leng Chenxiang was a swordsman who was close to the peak of Sword Martial Saint Defier, but in front of Yinfeng Wuwo, he actually couldn't fight back. Just how strong was the latter's strength?
But at this moment, Yinfeng Wuwo didn't directly kill Leng Chenxiang, but controlled his sword essence extremely subtly, making the latter beg for death.
"Old thing, kill me if you dare!" Leng Chenxiang was extremely fierce, and actually forced himself to roar, the blood and Qi in his body surged, causing several bloody wounds to appear on his body, dripping with blood.
Nie Tian frowned, not knowing what Yinfeng Wuwo was doing, the latter wasn't the kind of person who tormented people for fun.
"Your sword essence, who taught you?" Yinfeng Wuwo's face darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice.
"Sword essence?" Nie Tian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Leng Chenxiang's sword essence was actually somewhat similar to Yinfeng Wuwo's Seven Wounds Sword Essence.
Could it be that Leng Chenxiang and Yinfeng Wuwo had some relationship?
"I … Bah!" Leng Chenxiang's face twisted, and he actually refused to say.
"You're courting death!" Yinfeng Wuwo's eyes darkened, and a hint of killing intent emerged, and immediately the surrounding sword essence changed slightly.
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