Ye Pengfei looked back at the shell on his back and said faintly, "you still have a name called Qinglian Shenjian. How can I not know?"

At the same time, there was a young angry roar, "fart, my name is Lingke, not Qinglian magic sword."

Ye Pengfei turned his head and looked coldly at Qinglian Jianzong people, "now, what else do you want to say?"

At first, the people of Qinglian sword sect were stunned, but then they saw the monk in Green's eyes was a burst of ecstasy, and said with a sneer: "it's the treasure of Qinglian sword sect. It's just stolen by you. The essence of sword spirit is simple. Now it's just being cheated by you. That's why it speaks for you. "

Originally, the friar in green only felt that the shell on Ye Pengfei's back was a little primitive and simple. He thought it might be a good sword, so he wanted to seize it as his own. As a result, unexpectedly, this sword is not only a good sword, but also a channeling sword with sword spirit.

"Take it. This sword must be mine."

The friar in green clothes yelled wildly in his heart that a good sword is rare. It's even more difficult to find a channeling sword with sword spirit.

Since met, that must not miss.

Ye Pengfei narrowed his eyes. Qinglian Jianzong just wanted to rob.

"I've seen you, at the casino."

Ye Pengfei pointed to a disciple of Qinglian sword sect behind the green Friar and sneered: "don't pretend in front of me. If you want a sword, you can take it by yourself."

"Ha ha, yes, my younger martial brother did meet you in the casino. This time, if it were not for my younger martial brother, we would not have caught you as a sword thief so soon. "

The friar in green began to laugh, and then his momentum suddenly rose, and his clothes began to blow with the wind.

Most of the disciples of Qinglian sword sect, except the monk in green, are really immortal. And the monk in green, his own cultivation was almost to the late Jinxian period.

A group of real immortals and a golden immortal, for the last real immortal, it seems that Qinglian sword sect is absolutely dominant.

"Ah, do the people of Qinglian sword sect want to have a face? This is clearly bullying people. "

"If you want to blame it, you can only blame the foreign boy for his bad luck. He's waving around with his sword on his back. What a good place is Tianyuan city?"

"That's to say, I don't know if I have no money. Why do I go out for a walk? This time, it was a complete failure. "

...

many spectators in the tavern began to talk about it. Although they expressed sympathy for ye Pengfei, no one was willing to stand up and say a word for him.

In fact, this is the situation of Tianyuan city. There are dozens of sects in Tianyuan city. Apart from kujian gate, it has never been a long time.

Because Tianyuan city is always fist oriented, no matter what, as long as your fist is big enough, it's enough.

Although many people are greedy for the shell on Ye Pengfei's back, few dare to do it.

Qinglian Jianzong has strong strength in Tianyuan City, which is known as Xiaoxian palace in Tianyuan city.

Xiangong is one of the strongest immortal gates in the cultivation world. Xiaoxiangong is naturally the strongest in Tianyuan city.

There are many people in Qinglian sword sect. No one is willing to stand up.

Of course, ye Pengfei doesn't need these people to stand up for help. For example, if Shuang can kill shenzazong in Donghai, he can also make Qinglian Jianzong kneel down and beg for mercy.

Huang Yueying angrily looked at the Qinglian sword sect disciples headed by the friars in green clothes, "you are just polluting people's innocence. Do you want to point your face?"

Anger comes from anger, but Huang Yueying doesn't mean to help.

Because Huang Yueying has seen the skill of Ye Pengfei, although Fang Xuanzong can't compare with Qinglian sword sect, the disciples from Qinglian sword sect are just like that. At the beginning, Fang Xuanzong had two golden immortals at the peak of his later life. Isn't that the same as saying that he was destroyed?

Among the disciples of Qinglian Jianzong, they are just a Jinxian, and they can't be ye Pengfei's opponent at all.

"Looking for death, I dare to speak ill of Qinglian Jianzong."

The friar in green pulled out his sword and pointed at Ye Pengfei.

Ye Pengfei didn't even frown. He took out his right hand from his back and then cleaved it according to the friar in green.

Bang!

When the two swords intersect, the green Friar's sword is broken.

The shell is castrated and cleaved head on.

Seeing this scene, the friar in green suddenly opened his pupils, and the whole man quickly hid beside him.

Boom!

Although the shell split empty, but the sword gas that came first hit the floor of the tavern directly. The tavern seemed to be split from the middle, revealing a terrible crack.

For a moment, people in the tavern flew out one after another.

But ye Pengfei locked his eyes on the friar in green and said with a sneer, "what are you running for? Don't you want the treasure of Qinglian sword clan? "

The friar in Green's face suddenly showed a trace of anger, and he yelled at his brother: "what are you doing in a daze? Run up and kill him. ""No matter how strong he is, there is only one person. Don't be afraid."

Under the roar of the friar in green, the disciples of Qinglian sword sect, who were watching the scene, quickly drew their swords to kill Ye Pengfei.

Ye Pengfei laughs. Originally, he didn't want to make trouble in Tianyuan City, but now that things have come to him, he has no choice.

The sharp sword spirit was splashed out by Ye Pengfei, and swept to those Qinglian sword sect disciples with majestic sword spirit.

Although there are many disciples of Qinglian sword sect, few of them can resist Ye Pengfei's sword spirit and intention. But just met, then instantly several people vomit blood and die on the spot.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the friar in green suddenly turned green. In his mouth, he murmured to himself, "is this really immortal?"

On the strength of Ye Pengfei, a true immortal, the friar in green asked himself that he could never do it.

"You deserve it."

seeing the expression of the friar in green, Huang Yueying laughs. Qinglian Jianzong runs across Tianyuan City, which is always rude and unreasonable. Today, I finally met the iron plate.

Ye Pengfei stood up with his sword and looked at the friar in green. He said with a smile, "look at this sword. It's really powerful. Don't you care at all?"

Hearing this, Huang Yueying immediately chuckled and thought, "I really love to play.

The friar in green looks very blue. "You thief, don't be rampant."

The monks who were watching were also gloating. It was a pleasure to see the Qinglian sword sect disciples being humiliated.

"This is Tianyuan city. If you have offended Qinglian Jianzong, you can't leave here alive."

The friar in green gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Pengfei. Then he waved to the sky and put out a message sign, "wait, I believe that the strong will arrive soon. At that time, it's time for you to die."