Young man on white horse, I am in the human world, who dares to call himself an immortal?

Nanjue Crazy Tavern.

The tavern was already empty.

Yueyao returned to Lingnan with the people from Lingnan.

After Wen Jiutian left, Yu Shengmo suddenly disappeared.

As for Lei Mengsha, he was still galloping on the official road.

It was not far to go to Qinglong Town, but it was not close.

At this time, a carriage was parked at the door of the tavern.

The driver was Tang Lianyue from the Tang Sect. He gently opened the curtain and said in a calm tone: "Brother Nangong, we are at the Crazy Tavern."

As soon as the voice fell, an anxious voice came from the carriage, "Why is there no one to greet us? Where is my cousin? Where is Ye Dingzhi? Where is Wang Yihang?"

The person who spoke was Baili Dongjun. He asked anxiously while preparing to lift the curtain and get off the car.

"No need to wait!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the carriage, and then Nangong Chunshui slowly opened his eyes. He frowned slightly, as if he felt a mysterious breath.

"This trip is not in vain. There are many old friends, so..." He murmured to himself.

Before everyone could react, Nangong Chunshui had stepped out, and then stood in the air, looking towards the south with a serious look.

"So what?" Baili Dongjun asked puzzledly, his face full of doubts and uneasiness.

"So... we have to leave now, driving is too slow." Nangong Chunshui answered seriously.

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Tang Lianyue, Baili Dongjun and Tang Lian, and flew directly to the south in a flash.

"Who is the old friend that Brother Nangong is talking about?" Tang Lianyue, who was caught in the air by Nangong Chunshui, couldn't help asking.

"An old man who has lived for hundreds of years." Nangong Chunshui answered solemnly.

He secretly thought about how to deal with this sudden change.

Three miles outside Qinglong Town, there is a mountain.

This mountain is not high, nor big.

However, the name of this short mountain is very interesting.

——Yushan!

That's right.

There is a Yuzhuang here.

It is the summer resort of the Yushengmo family here.

In the Yuzhuang.

A little boy pushed the door open quickly.

"Master! Master!"

This is the servant of Yushengmo's younger brother Yushengtian.

No one stopped him.

Even though hundreds of knives-wielding heroes gathered in the villa at this moment.

The little boy rushed into the hall, panting: "Master, it's not good."

Yu Shengtian put away the umbrella, shook his head and sighed, "Why is it not good?"

"Someone broke into the prison in Qinglong City!" The little boy whispered, "They broke into the prison directly. The people of Nanjue Wumeng went to intercept them, and one sword fairy was killed."

"How brave!"

Yu Shengtian was shocked and looked at Yu Shengmo who was holding an umbrella beside him, "Is it the world's number one swordsman you mentioned?"

"Yes, his name is Wen... Wen..." The little boy tried hard to recall the man's name.

Yu Shengmo's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "Wen Jiutian!"

When the little boy heard this name, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind. He slapped his head suddenly and said excitedly: "Yes, it's Wen Jiutian, and he brought a boy holding two swords with him. His name is Ye..."

"Ye Dingzhi!" Yu Shengmo smiled again, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Ha, Ye Dingzhi, I wonder how much this kid has grown since we parted ways with the Northern Barbarians?" Yu Shengtian laughed, revealing a sense of anticipation and excitement.

Yu Shengmo frowned slightly, with a trace of worry in his eyes, and said softly: "This disciple of mine is really a headache. He likes to join in the fun wherever there is something going on. There are hundreds of thousands of ambushes in and outside the city, but he dares to rush in."

"Second brother, let's go in too!" Yu Shengtian tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, with the flames of battle burning in his eyes, ready to walk out of the house.

However, Yu Shengmo frowned, stopped Yu Shengtian, and said seriously: "There are 100,000 troops at the city gate. If you rush over like this, aren't you courting death?"

Yu Shengtian's steps stopped immediately, with a trace of doubt and helplessness on his face, and asked: "What should I do?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Shengmo answered firmly: "Wait a little longer!"

After that, Yu Shengmo slowly walked to the center of the yard, looking up at the night sky that was gradually breaking, as if waiting for a certain opportunity to come.

"What are you waiting for?" Yu Shengtian said in surprise.

"The Wen family is here,

So we're waiting for the rain to come!"

Yu Shengtian raised his head and watched the dark clouds gradually gather from north to south, as if he remembered something.

Suddenly, Yu Shengtian exclaimed.

"They want to take advantage of the weather to make poisonous rain?"

Yu Shengtian sighed, "No wonder they took action today!"

Qinglong Town, on the long street.

Wen JiutianHolding the knife in his left hand, the knife was not unsheathed, and the surroundings were already full of knife energy.

"Tang San!"

Tan Tai Po held the handle of the knife with a sharp gaze.

This time, he was fully prepared.

For this knife!

He had waited for many days in Qinglong Town.

"I have waited for this knife today for a long time. Jiudao, I did not eat or drink for three days and three nights to make this knife."

Tan Tai Po's voice became heavier and heavier, "So, under this knife, you will definitely die!"

"So..."

Wen Jiutian tilted his head slightly, "You will definitely die!"

Wen Jiutian took a step forward.

A knife light rushed into the sky.

He could not see him making a move, but the flying knife energy had already messed up all the shops on both sides.

Wen Jiutian sighed, he was too lazy to look up.

Because, the opponent was not worthy of him looking up.

Just one move, the victory was decided.

Different from the last time.

This time, the loser will pay with his life.

Wen Jiutian turned around and said to Ye Dingzhi, "Let's go."

Ye Dingzhi, who was still standing there in a daze, said "Oh" and looked at Tan Tai Po who was kneeling on the ground.

This is the long-known sword fairy of Nan Jue. He was just unwilling to be defeated by Wen Jiu last time. Now he is blocking the way again, and he deserves to die.

But I don't know why.

I was clearly standing next to Wen Jiutian, and I didn't notice that he had made a move.

But what is certain is that everything around him collapsed in an instant.

Tan Tai Po murmured in a low voice, "What kind of swordsmanship is this...?"

Wen Jiutian snorted coldly, and his righteous spirit protected Ye Dingzhi.

Then there was a loud noise.

Tan Tai Po's body was split into two, and blood splattered.

Behind him were the soldiers who came after hearing the news, and the leaders were just behind Tan Tai Po.

With a bang, one side of the soldiers' bodies suddenly collapsed, just like a landslide.

The place where the bodies were separated was neat and smooth.

Immediately afterwards, the ground shook.

A crack slowly opened up at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Ye Dingzhi couldn't hide his shock, and after a sneaky glance, he quickly followed.

The two stepped over Tan Tai Po's body, and Ye Dingzhi turned his head to look. The blood didn't even have time to flow out of the cut...

"Ye Dingzhi, did you understand the knife just now?"

Ye Dingzhi turned his head and followed, "I can't see it clearly, it was too fast."