Wei Changfeng suddenly came out and immediately suppressed Ye Wudao's momentum in Taiyin Sect.

The onlookers were confused and couldn't help but talk. Some guys who were afraid of the world were still in chaos were applauding, while the boys and girls who were sitting in the carriage watched each other and felt very unhappy.

"Where did this guy come out? Who knows you?"

"If you don't know him, don't he call himself a disciple of Yunhai Qingming?"

"What kind of sect is Yunhai Qingming? Is it very powerful? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Someone expressed confusion and immediately attracted a lot of ridicule.

"Yunhai Qingming is not a sect, Qingming is one of the five peaks of Yunhai, and Qingming's disciples are inner disciples!"

"Is it amazing? How about Zhao Hong?"

"That's hard to say!"

"Ye Wudao seems to be in trouble, haha!"

Some people were gloating, but they caused several girls to roll their eyes: "Get out! Brother Dao is not afraid of him!"

But these illegitimate girls didn't know that Ye Wudao was depressed at this moment.

He challenged Zhao Hong to get a bargain, and he really didn't have much confidence in facing the inner disciples of Yunhai Sect.

However, in full view of everyone, if Ye Wudao didn't want to embarrass him, he would not be able to avoid a duel with Wei Changfeng, otherwise he would be laughed at by many people and shamed the Taiyin Gate!

The most important thing is that Wei Changfeng looks very young, which makes Ye Wudao even more vigilant, and he can't help but feel a little bit of contempt for more than ten years of hard practice. Are he still afraid of a boy who is still stinky?

He waved his sword and was ready to take action.

At this moment, the gate of Yunhai Guild Hall suddenly opened. A handsome man strode out.

The man was in his twenties. He was wearing a white robe and holding a long sword. He had a handsome face with broad eyebrows, but his eyes were not very bright, and his face was even pale, as if he had not recovered from a long illness.

The two guards saluted together: "Senior Brother Zhao!"

The handsome man nodded and walked down the steps, walked to Wei Changfeng, and said lightly to Ye Wudao: "Ye Wudao, do you want to challenge me?"

Ye Wudao's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "That's right. I heard that Senior Brother Zhao Hong, the chief disciple of Yunhai Association, was outstanding in swordsmanship. I came here to learn about it. Please give me some advice!"

The goal of his challenge to the Yunhai Association was Zhao Hong. As long as he defeated Zhao Hong, Taiyin Ye Wudao's reputation would inevitably spread in Qinyang, which is undoubtedly an excellent shortcut to fame.

If Ye Wudao was not very sure before, now seeing Zhao Hong's sick look, he was completely convinced that he would win.

Thinking of the honor that Zhao Hong General brought to him by the defeat of the sword, this Taiyin disciple was a little fluttering.

A trace of slight mockery flashed in Zhao Hong's eyes. He reached out and patted Wei Changfeng on the shoulder. He said, "Although I, Zhao Hong, are not a great person, and not even a cat or a dog, can call you. If you want to challenge me, then defeat me, the junior brother first."

A cat and a dog

Ye Wudao's face suddenly turned red, as if the cooked prawns were purely angry.

Zhao Hong did not give him a chance to have an attack and continued, "My junior brother Wei has been in the game for less than a year. If you can't even beat him, what qualifications are there to call war here?"

"Junior Brother Wei, do you think so?"

Wei Changfeng's eyes met Zhao Hong, and the latter's eyes were friendly encouragement and gratitude.

He was not surprised that Zhao Hong knew him. It must be Huangfu Hongwen who sent news to Yunhai Guild Hall in advance and asked the latter to cooperate with his mission.

As a senior elder of the sect, Huangfu Hongwen has such power.

But the chief disciple of the outer sect of Yunhai Guild Hall was very interesting. He stepped on Ye Wudao under his feet in a few words, but also forced the other party to the point where he had to fight with him.

It seems kind, but it is actually black-hearted!

Of course, Wei Changfeng would never tear Zhao Hong's platform, and nodded vigorously and said, "That's right!"

Zhao Hong smiled casually, retreated back to the steps, and took a look at the sidelines.

Bai Bai was humiliated by Zhao Hong. Ye Wudao's face turned from red to black. He stared at Wei Changfeng and said, "Okay, then I'll try how many pounds you have. The sword blade is ruthless when you have any damage. If there is any damage, don't blame me for taking too much!"

He was threatening Wei Changfeng naked, thinking that Wei Changfeng could be bullied at a young age, and wanted to oppress with his momentum.

But Wei Changfeng would not have taken this trick of him, and said lightly: "You are talking too much nonsense, just draw your sword!"

Ye Wudao's breathing was suffocated.

The next moment, he suddenly took a big step, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow from a string. Thousands of sword lights and blade shadows bloomed, forming a silver-white sword net covering Wei Changfeng!

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd watching immediately.

No one expected that Ye Wudao would take action so quickly. It was so fierce. The sharp sword lights cut through the air and made a trembling sound, as if they were about to cut Wei Changfeng into pieces in an instant!

Even Zhao Hong, who was standing on the steps, changed his face.

He became famous for his sword, how could he not see that Ye Wudao used all his strength when he took action, and he incorporated murderous intent into the sword force. Once he was intimidated by his sword force, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"Ye Wudao is so cruel!"

"That Qingming disciple is going to be finished, no one will die, right?"

The boys and girls on the carriage were also in an uproar and they started to discuss, looking at Ye Wudao with some admiration.

"If you defeat this guy, it will be Zhao Hong's turn next!"

Ye Wudao, who had made all his strength, naturally couldn't hear these talks, but seeing Wei Changfeng standing still, as if he was shocked by his sword, a hideous smile appeared on his face.

Disciple of Yunhai, but that's it!

However, just as the first sword light was about to touch Wei Changfeng, Wei Changfeng suddenly waved the Chaoyang Evil Sword in his hand and faced the opponent's sword light. The strongest part

Slash down with one sword!

This sword had no sound at all, but it was extremely fast and its moves were extremely simple.

The onlookers could not see Wei Changfeng's movements at all. They only heard a "clang" sound. Ye Wudao's sword curtain was torn apart in an instant, and countless tiny fire snakes flew around.

Then the disciple of the Taiyin Sect seemed to be hit by a 10,000-jin hammer, and suddenly flew backwards for more than ten steps away, falling heavily to the ground, and blood spurted in his mouth.

There was a long burning crack on his chest to his lower abdomen, and his robe was charred and shattered, revealing the white flesh inside. He almost couldn't even keep the vital points of his lower body. His appearance was extremely miserable.

What makes people feel even more speechless is that only half of the long sword in Ye Wudao's hand is left!

A sword!

Wei Changfeng defeated him with just one sword!

(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!