Chapter 10 Conflict at the Night Market

"Reminiscing back then, our Misty Sect also had a low-grade spiritual weapon 'Xuanye Feijian', but it's a pity that Xiao Fangu took it with him when he left. It's really abominable!"

Huo Yunjie said helplessly.

It was bought by the old master after spending a lot of spirit stones, and it was the only spirit tool of the Misty Sect.

As a result, it was gone.

Shi Lei was also very unhappy, and said:

"After the kid's betrayal, the Qingyunmen who joined is a one-star sect, and its status is higher than that of the White Floating City City Lord's Mansion. It's up to us, I'm afraid we won't come back."

"There will be a chance to come back in the future." Ye Feng pointed at Mo Ying's flying sword, "Let's go and enter the city together."

"Yes."

The four disciples jumped on the flying sword.

Mo Ying and Li Jiaojiao stood in the front, Ye Feng in the middle, Huo Yunjie and Shi Lei in the back.

hum!

Feijian shuddered.

It was under pressure that should not be at this age, and it flew five people to the White Floating City more than ten kilometers away.

Ye Feng didn't know.

Just after they flew away from Misty Peak, a fluffy white figure broke into the dilapidated hall.

It smelled in the hall for a while, as if it had returned to the arms of the old mother, lying on its back under the table, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

high in the air.

The windward flying sword was flying with five people.

This is not Ye Feng's first flight.

When he was brought back by the old sect master, he came to the Misty Sect with the "Xuan Ye Feijian".

Once standing on Feijian, Ye Feng found that his feet were sucked by Feijian, and he was very stable, so he didn't have to worry about falling.

Whoosh!

Feijian is very fast.

In less than half a cup of tea, the group had already landed in front of the Dongcheng Gate and stepped into it.

Ye Feng exchanged a piece of low-grade spirit stone for ten copper coins, a total of 10,000 coins.

In the mainland of China, spirit stones can be exchanged for gold, silver and copper coins at any time, but the opposite is not necessarily possible, it depends on whether the person who owns the spirit stones is willing to exchange them.

Now Ye Feng is about to faint from hunger and can't handle so much, so he has to consume a spiritual stone.

In normal times, 12 taels of gold may not be able to be exchanged for a spiritual stone.

They found a nearby restaurant to solve the problem of eating first, and then went to a few rice shops and vegetable markets to buy enough food to eat for half a month.

"It's almost time to go back, tomorrow morning, I have to come over to recruit disciples." Ye Feng said.

"Uncle Master, it's rare to go down the mountain once, let's go to the night market and go back!"

Li Jiaojiao looked at the lanterns hanging on both sides of the street, and the girl's nature of shopping was reflected.

It was already night.

There are more than 800,000 people in the main city of Baifu City, which is 30 miles away.

When Ye Feng heard this, his brows were furrowed.

He always felt that if he continued to stay in White Floating City at this time, something would definitely happen.

Xu is to confirm Ye Feng's guess that on the street ahead, more than a dozen people are approaching, all wearing black disciple uniforms.

The headed man cocked his mouth, his face darkened.

"It's you!"

When Si Taijian saw Ye Feng and Huo Yunjie's group, his nose was crooked with anger.

"Aren't you seriously injured by "Fire Cloud Palm", how did you get better so quickly?" Shi Lei said subconsciously.

"How dare you say it!"

Si Taijian was trembling with anger.

The news of his defeat has spread throughout the city, and his face is dull. Now that Shi Lei can't open the pot and lift it, he is even more angry.

"Hey, your clothes... This is the uniform of the disciples of the middle sect Heixuanmen!"

Huo Yunjie's sharp eyes were the first to recognize it.

After countless years of evolution, the sect classification system has long been solidified.

from low to high,

They are: low, medium, high three grades.

Above the sect is the sect, which consists of five stars.

The powers that stand at the top of the continent are those immortal holy places that surpass the five-star sects.

In Baifu City, there are hundreds of sects, but there is not a single star sect, the highest are only three high-level sects.

Down below is a medium-sized sect similar to Heixuan Sect. There are more than ten sects. The heads of the sects are all at the ninth level of Qi refining, and their overall strength is strong.

"If you recognize this dress, you should know what's going on, right?"

Si Taijian patted his chest, proudly as always.

The Red Snake Sect lost the sect land deed and could only move out.

But at this moment, the head Zhao Dajiang received an invitation and took the entire Red Snake Sect to join the Hei Xuan Sect, the middle sect, to help it attack the higher sect.

As a middle-class sect, Heixuanmen has strong financial resources.

Its head took out a "low-grade healing qi pill", which allowed Si Taijian to recover most of his injuries within half a day.

Tonight, Si Taijian is going to stroll on the street to relax.

Unexpectedly, he would meet Ye Feng here.

The anger in my heart suddenly soared.

"Wrap me up!"

With a big wave of Si Taijian's hand, more than a dozen disciples in the Qi Refining Realm immediately surrounded the Misty Sect.

"Unlucky!"

Ye Feng was speechless.

White Floating City stipulates that flying with flying swords is not allowed in the city, otherwise, he really wants to ride the flying sword directly.

"Are you going to break the rules?"

Huo Yunjie stepped forward and pointed at Si Taijian, "This is the main city, how dare you do it here?"

"If you don't hurt vital points, don't rob things, and fight between disciples, the City Lord's Mansion may not take care of them."

Si Taijian said with a wicked smile, obviously a veteran in this field, fearless.

With a big wave of his hand, more than a dozen disciples cast spells at the same time, and they are about to shoot.

"Protect the master and uncle!"

Shi Lei immediately used Dacheng's "Iron Shield Technique" to block in front of him, acting as the first defense.

Li Jiaojiao and Huo Yunjie stand on both sides.

In the back, Mo Ying was carrying a flying sword.

She didn't make a move, but looked at the four people who were united in front of her, feeling a little incomprehensible.

Is there such a good relationship in this world?

Mo Ying didn't understand.

But when she thought of the person who asked her to come to the Misty Sect, Mo Ying hesitated for a moment, but she was still ready to make a move.

"Now lie down and let us have a good fight. The injury can be lighter."

Si Taijian smiled complacently.

If you can't win a heads-up fight, isn't it a group fight?

He remembered something, and added in a low voice: "Don't hit the head of the Misty Sect, otherwise, things will be difficult to clean up, just hit other people."

"Whoosh" sound.

Li Jiaojiao, Huo Yunjie, and Shi Lei immediately back to back, leaving Ye Feng aside.

"This...they promised to protect me?"

Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

"Don't worry, Uncle Sect Master, they don't dare to touch you, otherwise they will be severely punished by the City Lord's Mansion."

Shi Lei said seriously.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ying rolled her eyes.

But she felt that this kind of sect was more interesting and down-to-earth, and as the person said, it was very suitable for her.

"Go together!"

With an order from Si Taijian, more than a dozen people rushed forward, some cast "Flaming Spear", some cast "Flaming Serpent", aggressively.

"The three of us can't seem to stand it!"

Shi Lei had a feeling of numbness in his scalp.

Huo Yunjie and Li Jiaojiao also looked solemn, considering whether to work hard.

"Really annoying!"

Just when Huo Yunjie and his party thought they were about to be beaten down, they heard a cold voice behind them, and seemed a little impatient.

Clang!

A flying sword shone with dazzling aura, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air.

Wherever they passed, more than a dozen people including Si Taijian were blown away by the sword energy, and their robes burst, and a large piece fell.

"my clothes!"

Si Taijian found that his clothes were torn by the sword energy and hung on his body in tatters.

When the wind blows, it gets chilly.

He widened his eyes, looked at Mo Ying standing behind Ye Feng, and found that she was holding a sword in her hand, and a flying sword was slowly circling beside her.

"Sword... sword repair?"

Si Taijian was startled, he didn't care to teach Huo Yunjie a lesson, he quickly guarded the key position with his hands, and ran away like a fly.

"Run!"

The others also hurried away.

beep, beep...

At this moment, a rush of hooves sounded from far to near, attracting the attention of everyone present.