Du Yuesheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the jade slip in his hand. The arrow symbol on it was emitting a slight brilliance, flashing.


    "Boy, throw away the jade slips and run for your life before Mo Chuanfeng gets close!"


    "Ha ha, I saw this boy kill a Shuxin family guard outside the city. He must be very proud. How can he run for his life? He can only be slaughtered!"


    While the people around him were laughing, Du Yuesheng still kept a faint smile. Looking at the direction of Mo Chuanfeng pointed by the arrow, he waited quietly. He didn''t mean to escape at all.


    At this time, green lights suddenly appeared in the city, like lightning, and quickly came to Du Yuesheng''s head, revealing his body shape. All of them were Shuxin friars wearing green cloak and green armor.


    A Shuxin family friar whose accomplishments have reached the level of Da Luo Jinxian walks in the front, looks down at Du Yuesheng on the ground, and his eyes are full of Indifference: "boy, you killed my Shuxin family guard?"


    Du Yuesheng raised his head and glanced at the Shuxin friar at the level of Da Luo Jinxian, and said faintly, "yes... So what?"


    After hearing this, the Shuxin friar at the level of Da Luo Jinxian stopped looking at Du Yuesheng and was extremely arrogant: "well, I''m Shuxin Shukun. Today I''m going to kill you to avenge my people..."


    Hearing this, the monks around couldn''t help pointing to Du Yuesheng and whispering: "ha ha, Shuxin people came to the door so soon. Ha ha, I''m afraid he won''t die under Mo Chuanfeng, but under Shuxin people!"


    "Look at that boy. He''s still standing there with a indifferent face. He''s scared and stupid!"


    Just when they thought Du Yuesheng was dead, a voice obviously repressing anger suddenly sounded: "deacon Shukun, wait a moment!"


    When they looked up, they saw sword lights suddenly galloping from a distance and stopping over Du Yuesheng. The streamer dispersed and showed their true face. These friars all stepped on swords, carried two swords on their backs and held a sword in their hands.


    One of the leading friars is also a cultivation achievement of Da Luo Jinxian level. He moved, walked out, raised his hand, pointed to Du Yuesheng and said, "you killed the river boy!"


    Du Yuesheng skimmed his lips, still word by word, and said, "so what?"


    "Bastard, I know that Hetong is my favorite disciple of Jianling mountain. I dare to kill him. Hum, today I see where you can escape. Let me Liu Jian take your life!"


    Hearing this sentence, Du Yuesheng''s mouth aroused a sneer and said faintly, "the Emperor didn''t escape. You''re too slow!"


    "You!" Liu Jian''s breath stagnated when he heard the speech. He subconsciously thought that all monks would run away if they killed Jianling mountain, but he didn''t expect Du Yuesheng to say so.


    After hearing Liu Jian''s words, Shukun looked at Du Yuesheng coldly. He was too lazy to do it. It would be better if someone helped him kill Du Yuesheng.


    There are more and more monks watching around. Almost all the monks are watching in the surrounding trees. Seeing here, they can''t help but sigh again:


    "Du Yuesheng is really looking for death. He even dares to kill the disciples of Jianling mountain. I know that river boy is a newly rising genius with good talent. I didn''t expect to be killed now. No wonder the people of Jianling mountain are so angry..."


    "Hey, Du Yuesheng has provoked too many people. Now they all come to the door. Tell me, how will this boy die?"


    Du Yuesheng didn''t pay attention to the people''s comments at all. His eyes have been paying attention to the jade slips in his hands. At the moment, the arrow on the jade slips indicating the position of Mo Chuanfeng is beating faster and faster, which proves that Mo Chuanfeng is very close!


    "Broken blade!"


    Just then, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and a sword light suddenly burst out from the crowd, sending out a sharp scream, carrying the extremely fierce sword Qi, rolling up a gust of wind and directly attacking and killing Du Yuesheng.


    "I''ve been waiting for you for a long time!" Du Yuesheng hooked his mouth, made a move with his right hand, put the immortal sword in his hand, and waved the backhand sword in front of him.


    Ding, a crisp sound sounded, which made people''s eardrums ache. The sword light hit the immortal killing sword in Du Yuesheng''s hand, but did not cause any damage to Du Yuesheng, so it was directly bounced away.


    "This is..." Liu Jianmei of Jianling mountain picked his head and looked at the place where the sword light was emitted.


    Shukun''s eyes also flashed and looked at the same position.


    Other monks around almost made the same action and looked in that direction.


    There, a young man dressed in green, holding a slender sword in his hand, full of blood and fierce momentum like a sharp blade came out of the crowd step by step.


    "Mo Chuanfeng! Ha ha, he''s here too? It''s really shocking. I didn''t expect him to come too!"


    "He also came for Du Yuesheng. This Du Yuesheng was really unlucky. He was just caught by Shuxin people and Jianling mountain. Unexpectedly, he was caught up by Mo Chuanfeng!"


    "Now even if Du Yuesheng has the ability to connect with heaven, I''m afraid he can''t escape from heaven!"


    "Yes, no matter which of the three parties can easily kill the boy, let alone all the three parties are gathered here."


    After Mo Chuanfeng walked out of the crowd, he gave Du Yuesheng a cold look, then looked up at Liu Jian and Shu Kun in the sky and said, "I''ll help you kill this boy. I don''t want you to choose another person in my fourth round after you kill him!"


    After Shu Kun and Liu Jian looked at each other, they nodded and said, "since it''s what the swordsman said, we naturally want to give face."


    "The successor of the sword Saint... Is he very powerful?" Du Yuesheng couldn''t help picking out his eyebrows when he heard what Shu Kun and Liu Jian said.


    Mo Chuanfeng''s eyes narrowed. The reputation of the sword Saint absolutely swept the whole fairyland. It can be said that no one in the fairyland knows, and the name of the successor of the sword saint is also famous in the fairyland. Even if Mo Chuanfeng is the last few successors of the sword saint, it is also the existence respected by most people!


    But in front of him, the guy asked calmly if the successor of the sword saint was very powerful?


    A trace of anger spread in Mo Chuanfeng''s heart: "even if we are not opponents, with your words, you must die under my sword!"


    "Unfortunately, the emperor also likes to use the sword. Let''s see whether I died under your sword first or you died under my sword first. Snow sword song!"


    Du Yuesheng grinned and thought. The heavy snow immediately flew down. With the growth of cultivation, the influence of snow sword song in the fairy world has been expanded to two miles.


    In an instant, within a two mile radius, snowflakes were flying. Sword Qi flew out of the snowflakes, whistling vertically and horizontally. The surrounding trees were destroyed in an instant, and the leaves fell to the forest!