After this, Su Fei had not replied, but a quick voice rang out first!

"Senior Nine!"

"What are you asking this guy?"

"Look at him, his aura is empty, he obviously just broke through, and his strength is definitely not as strong as the weakest of us! What can he do?"

The person who made the voice was the one who asked Su Fei to "get out" the moment he arrived, but seeing this man in white and blue clothes, carrying a long sword, and his temperament was like a sword, which made people dare not get close to him. "With this skill, we might as well work harder and pull out the 'spiritual sword'! I have a premonition that this 'spiritual sword' is about to be conquered by me!"

"Hu Qian, what are you talking about?"

The Taoist tobacco and wine threw the cigarette on the ground, picked up the wine bottle and knocked it on the man's back.

"I'm right!"

The young man named Hu Qian was dissatisfied and snorted, "I am the only disciple of the Sword Sect, who is from the Dongzhou Sect, and is in line with the way of sword cultivation, which is most in line with the 'spiritual sword'! Not to mention anything else, just saying that every time it is my turn to draw the sword, it is enough to tell the problem, right?"

As he said that, he took a break from his busy schedule and glanced at Su Fei proudly, but before he even showed his threat, he was screaming by the tobacco and alcohol Taoist snorted with a beer bottle.

"You still have the face to say this! How many times have you said this? In the end, did the spiritual sword be pulled out? Ah? No! Without you, you are still talking nonsense!"

Slap sex.

The Taoist of Tobacco and Drink was so crazy that Hu Qian was in a mess. However, even so, he had never thought of counterattacking. It seemed that the Taoist of Tobacco and Drink was enough to shock Hu Qian, regardless of his identity and strength.

After smoking for a while, the Taoist of Tobacco and Drink seemed to have a sigh of resentment, breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out, took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, and threw it out and held it into his mouth.

Bang.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of flame lit a cigarette, swallowed the clouds and blew the robe, and the Taoist robe fluttered.

"Brother, this guy is born in the Dongzhou sect and is used to being glorious. He always speaks without thinking! You must go to your heart. We are now a rope of grasshoppers, and we should work together. If you have any good ideas, just listen."

The tobacco and alcohol Taoist said to Su Fei while smoking a cigarette.

After all, he is an old man. He knows that at this time, he cannot make a random position. Moreover, although Su Fei has just broken through and his realm is not stable, for some reason, it makes him feel a little afraid, even awe.

Su Fei was not that petty. Seeing that he was polite, he smiled slightly and said, "Can I take a look at that spiritual sword first?"

"Of course! Please!"

The Taoist of Tobacco and Drink spoke, and the old man nodded, and naturally no one around him stopped him. However, after Hu Qian's question just now, many people in the venue still had similar thoughts. The look of looking at Su Fei contained some contempt and distrust.

Su Fei ignored it.

Following the Taoist of Yanjiu and Jiu, I walked through the stone gate. When I saw it, there was an endless ice field. There was no longer a stone slab above my head, but a snow-white area. The wind and snow were drizzling like drizzle. Each of them was cold and brought out tiny ice particles, whistling and sweeping, making the cold air.

"Brother, come with me."

The Taoist swearing and drinking swayed his sleeves, setting off the wind and snow, and his Taoist robe fluttered and his steps were as vigorous as flying.

If it weren't for smoking a cigarette and carrying a beer bottle, this scene would have been a bit of Taoist freedom.

Su Fei followed closely, and people around him, including Hu Qian, rushed over. Soon, everyone came to a place in the Ice Field. Before they got too close, Su Fei felt a sharp sword energy rushing towards him. Looking up, he saw a sword full of ice blue in the corner of the Ice Field. The sword body was very thin, about an inch wide. It looked like a cicada wing. Before he could weigh it, he just looked at it, giving people a strange feeling of being weightless and light like feathers.

If you look closely, you will find that there are not many parts of the sword inserted into the ice field. There are spider-web-like cracks near the insertion marks. It seems that you can pull it out with just one pull, but in fact, everyone has already tried their best to do it, but they can't let the sword body escape that little distance.

It is as close as the world.

After Su Fei approached, he didn't say anything nonsense and held the long sword without saying a word.

Buzz!

Only a crisp sound of swords could be heard, like a sharp music.

The sword made a clear voice of resistance!

Suddenly, many people around were nervous. Some were like old men, praying for a miracle to happen and end this horror day as soon as possible. Some were like Hu Qiantian, sneering, just waiting to see Su Fei’s joke!

The latter obviously accounts for the majority.

"Where can anyone draw their swords directly when they come up?"

"I don't know the process of asking for a sword?"

"Do you understand the spiritual sword and the spiritual sword? Do you understand the respect for the spiritual sword?"

Hu Qian glanced at the Taoist of Tobacco and Drink, but did not dare to say anything, but he was already sneering at Su Fei in his heart.

I think Hu Qian, as a disciple of the Sword Sect, has cultivated sword energy into his body and is born with a fate with swords. But once he asks for a sword, he must use crystal stones and strange mines to lure them, and then allow him to quench them later, then slowly hold the sword and guide them slowly... But Su Fei didn't understand any skills, and just drew the sword with brute force!

What did he regard the spiritual sword cast by the masters as?

At this moment, Hu Qian suddenly felt that the worries deep in his heart were meaningless.

How could such a reckless man threaten himself to obtain the spiritual sword and reach the peak of his life?

Sure enough...

In an instant, the sword sounded and the sword body trembled wildly, and a sword energy rushed out, as if it was expelling guests!

"Oh? I won't follow me?"

Su Fei held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Buzz!

Responding to Su Fei was a sound of resistance that was filled with metal and iron.

Anyone can hear that it is the pride of the famous sword!

It is this indelible pride that makes everyone in the field unable to subdue this sword if they use all their means!

"Okay, I understand."

Su Fei nodded and suddenly let go of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Seeing this, the Taoist of Tobacco and Drink, the Old Man and others were disappointed in the venue. Hu Qian and others sneered secretly, thinking that fortunately this guy let go early, otherwise, if he continues to get entangled, the Lingjian will definitely make him suffer a big loss!

It seems that this guy is a little self-aware...

Just as everyone was thinking differently, a sudden change occurred!

Su Fei suddenly slapped his palm and slapped it with one palm!

"If you don't follow me, what's the point of keeping you!"

A click!

The ice scars suddenly increased, and the spirit sword suddenly sank into the ice for more than a foot!

"What?"

Everyone in the audience stared at me!

Then?

Huo!

The vast sword energy that covered the sky and the earth rolled up countless ice blades, ice and even ice chips, and emitted a cold and silent aura...

On the ice field, there seemed to be a sword storm, which took shape in an instant!

"No! The Spirit Sword is angry!"

"Dangerous! Go back!"

Two loud shouts reminded everyone that the people who were about to step forward to stop Su Fei from coming to their senses quickly and retreated one after another, fearing that they would not be able to do so!

That was the wrath of the spirit sword, the surging sword energy. Once approached, even the practitioners of body refining flow would be torn to pieces in an instant!

"This boy is finished."

Everyone, including the Taoist of Tobacco and Drink, had this idea.

However, the next moment.

In the storm, a proud cold snor came from!

"Noisy!"

Just two words.

With a snap!

The spirit sword trembled violently, and then went down one foot!

"What?"

The audience was confused again!

First, I didn’t expect that Su Fei could withstand such a terrifying sword energy storm; second, I didn’t expect that Su Fei would, even dare to shoot the spiritual sword again!

What's the situation?

Didn’t you draw your sword?

Before everyone could figure it out, the Spirit Sword was furious again!

The sword energy storm, the scope suddenly doubled!

Sweeping through the raging areas, large spider-web-like cracks appeared everywhere in the ice field, and countless ice and snow instantly turned into powder!

but.
To be continued...