In a remote snow forest outside Beiling City, Gu Fei was blocked by two young cultivators who were tailing him on a small path in the forest.
"Brother, we don't want to take your life. Put down that sword and you can go," said a dark-skinned, sturdy young man from behind Gu Fei.
The man was not tall, but he was extremely strong. The aura he exuded was like that of a ferocious tiger. His skin was visible, and his muscles were as strong as a horned dragon's.
"Hehe, you want my sword? Come and take it if you can! " Gu Fei said with a smile. The cultivation of these two fellows was not high. They seemed to be in the eighth or ninth Heaven of the Awakening State.
Perhaps it was because these two fellows thought that Gu Fei's cultivation was on par with theirs, and there were two of them, they dared to block the path and ask for Gu Fei's sword.
"Hmph! Boss, don't talk to this kid. Since he wants to die, let's fulfill his wish. " The tall, thin, and sallow young man who seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness seemed to be a little impatient.
When Gu Fei heard this, he reached out and untied the ancient sword on his back. Then, he stabbed it into the snow in front of him together with its scabbard and said coldly, "My sword is here."
Seeing how calm Gu Fei was, the two young cultivators did not dare to act rashly. They could already tell that Gu Fei did not seem to care about them at all.
It should be known that a sword cultivator's abilities were all in the sword in their hands. When Gu Fei stabbed the sword into the ground, he had already revealed a message to the two young cultivators.
That was, he did not need to draw his sword to deal with them.
"Kid, you're very arrogant. Let me see if you have the ability to be arrogant." As the sturdy young man behind Gu Fei spoke, his figure suddenly sank. His feet pushed against the ground, and the snow under his feet immediately exploded.
At the same time, his body seemed to have turned into a ferocious tiger as he pounced at Gu Fei. A strong wind surged and swept the snow on the ground into the air.
"Eh?" When Gu Fei saw this scene, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. This young man's pounce was very similar to the close combat technique that he had learned from Xiong Hu.
Gu Fei did not dodge or evade. His feet were firmly nailed to the ground like the roots of an old tree. In the face of the young man's ferocious attack that was like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, he only met it with a punch.
It was an ordinary punch. There was no dazzling light, no powerful energy fluctuations, and no intense air waves. It was just a casual punch.
However, this punch possessed the power to turn something rotten into something magical.
Gu Fei's fist rapidly enlarged in the young man's eyes. Then, the young man, who was like a fierce tiger, only felt his vision go black. "Bang!" A sharp pain came from the bridge of his nose, and he seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.
The young man was depressed to the extreme. The moment he was punched, he had a strange feeling. It was as if his face was facing the opponent's fist, and he was being punched in the face.
This young cultivator came quickly, but he also left quickly. He was blown away by Gu Fei's casual punch, and a few bloody teeth flew out of his mouth.
"Bang!" The young cultivator smashed into a big tree more than ten feet away. His body bounced back and then smashed into the snow under the tree.
"Sha!" A pile of snow fell on the big tree.
The tall and thin young man in front of him was immediately stunned. His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. It was really hard to believe that his boss was actually blown away by a punch.
"This …" A layer of sweat appeared on the tall and thin young man's forehead. It was cold sweat. Although he was in a world of ice and snow, the tall and thin young man could feel that his underwear was already soaked in cold sweat.
"Impossible, my eyes are playing tricks on me." The tall and thin young man rubbed his eyes hard. His boss was blown away inexplicably. The scene that just happened was really hard for him to accept.
"Why, do you still want my sword?" Gu Fei crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the tall and thin young man in front of him with a faint smile. He said as if nothing had happened.
"You … How did you do it just now?" The tall and thin young man's sallow face became even more yellow. This guy in front of him didn't seem to be simple!
The sturdy young man was blown away by Gu Fei's punch and smashed into the snow. There was no more sound from him. It was unknown if he was knocked out by Gu Fei's punch or if he was killed.
Gu Fei smiled and then said, "What you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. What you sense with your spiritual sense may also be fake. Do you think that my cultivation is only at this level? That is really a big mistake. "
"You …" The tall and thin yellow-faced young man finally realized that this guy in front of him was a tiger pretending to be a pig!
"What do you want!" The yellow-faced young man said with a trembling voice. He was already ready to escape at any time.
"I don't want anything, I just want to ask you a few things!" Gu Fei said. With the cultivation of these two young cultivators, he disdained to take action.
The tall and thin yellow-faced cultivator seemed to have a chance to turn the situation around. He immediately sighed in relief and said: "Ask away, I will tell you everything I know."
"Very good!" Gu Fei couldn't help but secretly nod his head. This guy was not stupid and could judge the situation. Such people often lived longer than others.
"Why do you want to take my sword?" Gu Fei didn't beat around the bush and directly asked.
The yellow-faced young man hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he didn't dare to hide it and said the reason: "This … We brothers recently obtained a sword scripture and wanted to cultivate it, but we lacked a good sword!"
"So that's how it is!" Gu Fei thought that these two must be vagrant cultivators or disciples of some small sect. They lacked cultivation resources and couldn't even find a good sword.
"Where are the Dongfang and Beitang families staying in the city?" Gu Fei asked again. He had changed his appearance and entered the Northern Mountain City to find Dongfang Chen, Beitang Ao and the others to settle the score. He was not interested in the sword scripture that the yellow-faced young man was talking about.
When the sallow-faced cultivator saw that Gu Fei didn't pursue the matter of the sword manual, he inwardly let out a sigh of relief. He was very straightforward and said without thinking, "The Dongfang Clan has booked a large inn in the city called Guest Cloud. As for the Beitang Clan, they seem to be staying at the city lord's mansion."
"Guest Cloud, City Lord's Mansion?" Gu Fei couldn't help but frown, then he continued to ask: "How many of them came?"
"This … I don't know how many of them came." The yellow-faced young man said. With his identity, he wasn't qualified to know the movements of the two families.
"Yes!" Gu Fei pondered for a moment, then asked: "I know that the people of the Supreme Mystery Sect have also arrived at Beiling City. Where are they staying?"
The yellow-faced young cultivator heard this and his face immediately showed a look of embarrassment. He said: "The people of the Three Great Dao Sects are very secretive. I don't know where the people of the Supreme Mystery Sect are."
This guy didn't know anything, which made Gu Fei a little unhappy. However, with this guy's cultivation level, how much could he know? It was already rare for him to know where the people of the Dongfang and Beitang families were staying.
"Okay, you can go!" Gu Fei waved his hand. He didn't want to ask anymore. The things this guy knew were very limited.
The yellow-faced young cultivator was immediately overjoyed. He ran to his boss, who had been sent flying by Gu Fei and smashed into a pile of snow. He hurriedly carried his boss out of the snow and quickly left.
"The people of the Dongfang family are at the inn, but the people of the Beitang family are at the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord of Beiling City is definitely not a simple person," Gu Fei muttered to himself.
After thinking for a moment, he pulled out the ancient sword that was stuck in the snow in front of him and walked out of the snow forest. He decided to meet the people of the Dongfang family first.
After returning to Beiling City, Gu Fei didn't know where the inn called Guest Cloud was located, so he asked the passersby.
There was no resident in the city who didn't know the Guest Cloud Inn because it was one of the largest, best, and most luxurious inns in Beiling City.
After asking the passersby, Gu Fei found out where the Guest Cloud Inn was. The Guest Cloud Inn was located in the prosperous area south of Beiling City.
Very soon, Gu Fei arrived at the south of the city and found the Guest Cloud Inn.
He was not in a hurry. After looking around, he found that there was a teahouse opposite the Guest Cloud Arrival Inn. He walked into the teahouse and found a seat facing the street to sit down.
He ordered a pot of fragrant tea and sipped it while paying attention to the movements in the inn opposite. He noticed that there weren't many people going in and out of the inn.
Moreover, some cultivators who wanted to enter the inn were stopped by a few young cultivators in white robes. It seemed that only the disciples of the Dongfang family could enter.
The Dongfang family's display of dominance was bound to cause dissatisfaction among the other cultivators.
As expected, sounds of quarreling could be heard from outside the inn opposite. Three or four young cultivators in green robes were arguing with the two disciples of the Dongfang family outside the inn.
"Others might be afraid of the Dongfang family, but we of Floating City aren't. You two watchdogs, get out of my way." The leading cultivator in green robes shouted.
He seemed to want to attract the attention of the bystanders, so he deliberately raised his voice. Sure enough, the gazes of the nearby cultivators were immediately drawn to him.
"Floating City?" When Gu Fei heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. He knew that this Floating City seemed to be a mysterious force in the Teng Long Continent.
Just like the Ghost Palace of Plentiful City, ordinary people didn't even know where Floating City was. The people of Floating City seemed to rarely move about in the world of cultivation.
"I didn't think that even the people of Floating City would come to the north." Gu Fei thought to himself. He watched this scene with interest. He couldn't wait for someone to cause trouble for the Dongfang family.
"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!" The two disciples of the Dongfang family were obviously enraged by the words of the leading cultivator in green robes. One of the disciples pointed at the cultivator in green robes and shouted, looking like he would attack if there was any disagreement.
"What, are your dogs deaf? Can't hear? That's right, how can watchdogs understand human language? "The leading cultivator in green robes said with a face full of disdain.
"Roar! You're courting death! " The disciple of the Dongfang family was completely infuriated. He stretched out his right hand and a cold light immediately rushed out, strangling the neck of the cultivator in green robes in front of him.
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