Supreme Master In City

Duan Yongming was frightened when he saw Bai Feng's sword Qi rushing towards him like a hot knife cutting through butter.    

    

"Sacred Guqin Protection!"    

    

Duan Yongming shouted and gathered all his remaining energy to pour into the Sacred Zither.    

    

Ding, ding, ding, ding!    

    

The sound of the Guqin rang out, producing a series of metallic sounds. In an instant, a screen of light descended from the sky.    

    

Bang!    

    

The sword qi collided with the talent qi, causing the screen of light to instantly dissipate.    

    

Puff!    

    

Duan Yongming spat out a huge mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and he was retreating step by step.    

    

However, in his hazy vision, he saw a mighty figure approaching him.    

    

The God of Slaughter with a sharp sword had descended from the sky!    

    

"Cousin, save me!"    

    

Sensing death approaching, Duan Yongming shouted in fear.    

    

"Tang Young Lord, are you still not going to help?" Loong Cangsheng, who was standing in the crowd, asked with a smile, "Do you really have the heart to watch your cousin die?"    

    

Tang Fengkwoo, who was in the crowd, remained calm and said indifferently, "I have said before that I will not fight in a battle between two parties."    

    

"This is my way of handling the world."    

    

Loong Cangsheng smiled faintly. "What a cold man. If it were me, I would definitely not sit by and do nothing."    

    

Under everyone's gaze, Duan Yongming's neck was pierced by Bai Feng.    

    

"Bai Feng, you will die a horrible death. The Duan family and Aristocratic Family Tang will never let go of you..." Duan Yongming looked at his chest in disbelief.    

    

Fresh blood was flowing out of his chest. He could clearly feel that his life was rapidly slipping away.    

    

After saying that, Duan Yongming looked at Tang Fengkwoo, who was in the crowd, and found it hard to believe that his cousin had just watched him die.    

    

"It's over, Bai Feng. You have killed Duan Yongming. Not only have you offended the Duan family, you have also offended the Aristocratic Family Tang!" Meng Hwa said in a frightened tone.    

    

"That's even better. I don't need to look for them one by one."    

    

Bai Feng turned around and looked at Meng Hwa. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. He slowly pulled out the western sword. "You are Meng Hwa?"    

    

"Duan Yongming is dead. Now it is your turn."    

    

After saying that, Bai Feng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Meng Hwa.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

Swoosh!    

    

A sword light flashed, and the sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh rang out.    

    

"Wuwuwu!"    

    

Meng Hwa tried his best to cover his chest, but he couldn't even make a sound. He could only whimper in a low voice.    

    

His body tilted and he died on the spot.    

    

Everyone on the scene was dumbfounded. They only reacted after a long while.    

    

Boom!    

    

The scene was like a tsunami, sensational.    

    

"Did you see that? This is Bai Feng's strength. He's too strong!"    

    

"Incredible, he has broken through my imagination!"    

    

"The experts of Western Realm really live up to their reputation!"    

    

The surrounding crowd kept cheering and discussing.    

    

Bai Feng returned his sword to its sheath and walked towards the dead Duan Yongming. His ancient zither seemed to be a good thing.    

    

Buzz!    

    

The space suddenly shook, and a black sword energy shot out.    

    

"Not good!" Bai Feng immediately sensed that something was wrong, and he hurriedly drew his sword to block it.    

    

Clang!    

    

The sound of metal clashing could be heard.    

    

Bai Feng's strength was beyond doubt. Even so, he was still forced back dozens of steps by the black sword Qi.    

    

Bang!    

    

The sword light retreated, and a huge black sword stabbed into the ground.    

    

A powerful energy wave swept across the entire square.    

    

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that someone really dared to challenge Bai Feng?    

    

Everyone was silent, waiting for the challenger to appear.    

    

"Tap, tap, tap!"    

    

A heavy footstep was heard. Under everyone's gaze, Tang Fengkwoo casually walked towards Bai Feng.    

    

"You are the number one swordsman in Western Realm, Bai Feng?" Tang Fengkwoo placed his hands behind his back and asked in a flat tone.    

    

Every movement of his was filled with a domineering aura.    

    

"You have an ordinary background, but you are not bad to have your current achievements."    

    

Bai Feng stared at Tang Fengkwoo with a serious expression. "Who are you?"    

    

"Young Lord of Aristocratic Family Tang, Tang Fengkwoo!" Tang Fengkwoo did not hide anything, and directly introduced himself.    

    

Bai Feng was awe-inspiring. One smile: "I have killed the little one, and the big one has come."    

    

"This time, when our Western Realm comes to the Tiandu City, the first person we want to kill is your Aristocratic Family Tang!"    

    

Tang Fengkwoo immediately laughed out loud when he heard this. "In that case, I will have to wait for your arrival. However, if you want to go against the Aristocratic Family Tang, your current level is not enough."    

    

After saying that, Tang Fengkwoo lifted Duan Yongming's corpse with one hand and reached out to grab the ancient zither on the ground.    

    

"Tang Young Lord, this ancient zither is my spoils of war. It's not appropriate for you to take it away, right?" Bai Feng strode forward and pressed his hand on the other side of the ancient zither.    

    

"Bai Feng, you have to back out."    

    

"Just now, I saw my cousin die in your hands, but I didn't even make a move. Could it be that you are looking down on me?"    

    

"This ancient zither has a great connection with my Aristocratic Family Tang. Naturally, I will bring it back with me."    

    

After saying that, Tang Fengkwoo unleashed an unprecedentedly powerful Qi that swept towards Bai Feng.    

    

"This is not up to you. If you want to snatch something from me, you have to ask my sword if it agrees!"    

    

Bai Feng did not fear this Tang Young Lord in the slightest. Although his strength was not as good as his, his pride still remained!    

    

"You are not qualified to fight with me." Tang Fengkwoo's domineering aura suddenly increased as he said with a cold smile.    

    

"Hiss!" Although he was separated by the ancient zither, Bai Feng could still feel the terrifying power coming from Tang Young Lord's body.    

    

Under the pressure of Tang Fengkwoo's domineering aura, the pitch-black ancient zither underwent a shocking transformation.    

    

The black color gradually retreated, revealing the jade green body of the ancient zither. Under the sunlight, it shone with a brilliant light.    

    

"This is?" Even though Tang Fengkwoo was experienced and knowledgeable, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.    

    

He didn't expect that there was another side to the ancient zither?    

    

"Stream Zither!" Sima Hui, who was in the crowd, was shocked when she saw the original appearance of the ancient zither.    

    

Many years ago, the Sima family had lost their family heirloom, the Stream Zither.    

    

This had always been a thorn in the Sima family's heart that was hard to pull out. It was a huge humiliation.    

    

The descendants of the Sima family kept the appearance of the Stream Zither in their hearts, as well as the profound mysteries within it. They searched with painstaking effort.    

    

"Lord, it's really a waste of time and effort to find it. I never thought that the Stream Zither would actually appear here." Dong Fei looked at Loong Wei with a smile, then looked at Hwangfu Ming, "Now the betrothal gift is here!"    

    

"I will go and get it." After saying that, Loong Wei disappeared from where he stood.    

    

"This ancient zither is mine!" Just as Tang Fengkwoo was about to forcefully seize it, a huge hand suddenly pressed on the ancient zither.    

    

In an instant, an overwhelming aura enveloped the entire scene.    

    

Loong Wei's expression was as calm as water, and he looked at Tang Fengkwoo with a calm expression.    

    

"You are Dominator of the Western Realm?" The corner of Tang Fengkwoo's mouth twitched. A domineering aura erupted from his body. It was as if there were hundreds of thousands of swords cutting through everything.    

    

This was Tang Fengkwoo's Dao Domain, myriad Sword Radiance!    

    

Buzz! Buzz!    

    

At the same time, Loong Wei instantly unleashed his Dao Domain.    

    

It was still the domineering and unparalleled aura of a king. It was like an inviolable emperor had descended to the world, and his authority reigned over the world!    

    

"What a good Dominator of the Western Realm! How dare he face me head on? How strong do you think you are?" Tang Fengkwoo didn't expect that Loong Wei would dare to face him head on.    

    

One had to know that this was the Tiandu City, the territory of the Holy Tao Aristocratic Family!