Chapter 10: Ghost Sword

"Huh?" Shi Feng looked cold.

Just now, he sensed that the white long sword he had inserted outside the door was moved.

"Some people are looking for death." Shi Feng said in a deep voice.

As soon as the thought moved, Yin Sha sinked to the ground, and the ground beneath her feet suddenly became like water. Yin Sha slowly sank, and the whole body entered the ground without leaving any trace on the ground.

Turning his head to look at Shi Ling and Bai Yue'e, who were still asleep, then Shi Feng walked out the door.

Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night.

When the moon is clear, a faint moonlight sheds a layer of bright white light on Xiuling Village.

From a short distance, it looked peaceful and peaceful.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the earthquake trembled, "Drive! Drive! Drive! Drive!" A crowd of horses appeared on a mountain road not far from Xiuling Village, stirring up the dust.

There are three headed by it. One is a young man in a white robe, with a face like a crown jade, and a handsome god.

One was a middle-aged man in a green robe, with a long sword on his back, a firm face, and a calm face.

Another was an old man with gray hair and gray hair.

Behind them are all warriors in strong clothes, all of them are extraordinary, and their minimum cultivation is the samurai realm.

"Haha, I really don't know how Dad thought about it, but it was just catching a warrior. He even sent so many masters from our Haijia. Even Uncle Ren and Yue Butler sent out."

The young man in white laughed, with a look of disapproval. This young man is the third son of the Haijia, the third son of the Haijiatian Haibatian, Haiming and Samsung Samurai.

"Although a warrior is not a problem, after all, this matter is of great importance. It affects the life and death of our Hai family. The owner doesn't want any accidents. This son must see people alive, and see dead bodies." Hai Mingshen The middle-aged man next to Hairen began to say that he is a five-star martial arts realm, a brother of the sea tyrant heaven, and a well-known master in Cangyue City.

"Uncle Hai is a bit exaggerated, but he died of a disciple of Tianfengzong. If Tianfengzong was to blame, it would be a big loss of money, or treasures, etc. Anyway, there are many things in our Haijia family. It must be that it will not last for a few lifetimes. Yue steward, do you mean? "Haiming said dismissively.

After hearing Haiming's words, Hairen shook his head secretly and stopped talking. Although Haiming has a good martial arts talent in the young generation of Cangyue City, among the three sons of Haibatian, Haiming is the least useful and the most useless.

Leisurely all day long, soaking in pubs and brothels with some fox friends and dog friends. It's just a frog at the bottom of a well. He sits on the well and looks at the sky. He doesn't know how big the outside world is, he doesn't know the horror of the Heavenly Wind Sect, and the dignity of the second-order magician.

A second-order smelter is that they can't exchange all their wealth in the sea.

"This matter is very important. It is better for the three sons to take it for granted." The white-haired old man in the commoner's clothing, the steward, replied solemnly.

He is the steward of the Haijia family, managing all the affairs of the Haijia family, and also a martial arts master of the nine-star peak martial arts. The Haijia is the highest person except Haibatian. Usually, some of the family members of the Haijia family met him with respect and respect.

"The older the man is, the less courageous he is." Haiming murmured in his heart. He didn't dare to say this. Although he is the son of Haibatian, if he was to know that he was disrespectful to the butler of Yue, Haibatian would absolutely Won't let him go.

A group of people and horses entered Xiuling Village. Under the leadership of a Hai family, they rushed to Shi Feng's house. In the distance, they saw Shi Feng's whole white snow sword inserted outside his house.

Haiming's eyes lighted up immediately, and he whip his whip away from the crowd, galloping forward, stopped at the horse's belly in front of the sword, leaned down and grabbed the sword with his right hand.

Looking in front of him, Haiming's face was full of joy, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it's a second-class mystery. I never thought it was a second-class mystery."

The level of mystery is the same as that of the warrior, divided into nine grades from one grade.

Haiming was talking and excitedly lifted the sword high, turned the horse, and looked at the crowd that Haijia followed up with pride.

At that moment, a clear voice sounded very uncomfortably from behind Haiming: "Which dog thing do you know who can't recognize him, and the sword of this little, can you also touch this dog's paw?"

"Look for death!" The joy and complacency on Haiming's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a twisted face, and he became embarrassed. He turned the horse's head immediately after drinking a bite, and looked at the place where the sound came out.

In Cangyue City, whoever saw his three sons from the Hai family was not respectful. From childhood to age, no one has dared to make such an insult.

In Haiming's sight, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a coarse cloth appeared, walking slowly towards himself.

At first glance, this kind of low-handed person is worthy of insulting me? Am I actually insulted by this cheap kind?

Moreover, he is still a humble warrior!

Haiming's desire to get more and more fire, especially Shi Feng's leisurely pace of pacing, Haiming can't wait to rush forward to unload him eight pieces, and said coldly, "You are the dog named Shi Feng Bastard! Today, I want you to regret coming into this world. "

Numerous kinds of vicious means of tormenting stone maple have emerged in Haiming's brain, clenching his teeth tightly, patting his face with a pat on the horse's back, the horse underneath pained, and rushed forward.

"I want you to taste what it means to die!"

At this time, the men and horses behind Haiming had also arrived, and some people were separated from the crowd, and wanted to help Haiming deal with Shi Feng together.

At this time, the housekeeper Yue reached out a hand to stop the person, and said, "You don't have to go, just a warrior. Let the young master have a good time, just do your duty."

"Yes!" The man answered.

The Hai family also knew that the other party was just a samurai boy. The reason why so many people were dispatched was because this matter was too much involved, for fear of an accident.

On the way, the housekeeper had already arranged for him. No matter what, he must not let the other party escape.

At this point, I arrived at my destination and saw the main killer arrested by the family. Twenty-three warriors of the Hai family drove down the horses and gradually began to spread out, arranged in a large circle, encircling them, already unknowingly Surrounded Shi Feng around the center.

In the hearts of the Hai family, the brave and brave kid who dare to offend the Hai family is already in trouble.

Shi Feng seemed to turn a blind eye to what the Haijia Wushu had done. He paused, raised his head slightly, and watched the fierce-looking Haiming ride on horseback, grinning disdainfully, like a clown.

His right hand became a sword finger, and suddenly a white Senmon awn lit at his fingertips, and Shi Feng whispered, "Nether sword energy!"

With a low drink, the sword pointed forward.

A Mori white sword gas shot out from the stone maple's fingertips, Mori white shining across the dark void, and flew towards the sea-horse from the galloping horse.

At this time, everyone in the Haijia warrior's face changed drastically. "Yuanli was released to form a sword spirit. This ... this can only be done after entering the realm of samurai! Is this boy hiding the true cultivation behavior?"

"This son, you must not stay!" Yue steward said to Shen Hairen beside him.

As the strongest peak of the nine-star warrior, of course, he can see that Shi Feng only has six-star warriors to cultivate, and a warrior can release his power, which is sufficient to show that this child is a natural resource. This talent, Wanzhong None!

Such a character, as long as there is no death, in Tianheng continent has become the hegemony.

Hairen nodded silently when he heard what the housekeeper said, and the key point was that he also understood that since he was the enemy of the house, he had to cut the grass and root out to avoid future troubles.