Chapter 215: Can You Kill the Child-Grandma of Tianshan?

Boss Wu responded loudly.

When he was trying to capture the little girl at Piao Miao Peak, he had already thought it through. If he could not catch her in one move and give her a chance to scream, he would immediately jump off the peak which was hundreds of feet high to commit suicide, so as to avoid being tortured by the Child-Fairy of Tianshan Mountain.

The reason why the island masters and cave masters called Boss Wu a hero was that these people had been enslaved by the Child-Fairy of Tianshan for many years and were afraid of her like a tiger. They dared to capture people on Piaomiao Peak, which was an extremely brave act, and it was not self-boasting as A Zi said.

Therefore, this rebellion involves hundreds of lives, which must not be taken lightly, and we must ensure that no one will have any disloyal thoughts.

Boss Wu raised his voice and said, "Brothers, Master Feng is indeed wise and insightful. Although this girl is young, she is still a figure in Piao Miao Peak. Since we have decided to kill this old thief, please draw your weapons and cut or stab this girl.

It's not that we are cruel, but we all have to drink her blood to show that we are irreconcilable with Piao Miao Peak. Even if someone is still hesitant, he will not be allowed to retreat!"

Duan Yu was extremely indignant and was about to speak when he was stopped by Feng Yi. He then saw a burly man turn around, stagger forward, and run out.

Boss Wu snorted and shouted, "Master of Swordfish Island, where are you going?" The man did not answer. He moved very quickly and turned around the valley in the blink of an eye.

Everyone shouted, "This man is a coward. He wants to escape from the battlefield. Stop him!"

More than ten people rushed out in an instant, but there was no guarantee that they could catch up. Boss Wu could not help but sigh and blame himself.

Suddenly, a scream was heard. It was the voice of Island Master Qu. No one knew who had done this. Everyone was very suspicious and the people who were chasing them stopped.

There was a whistling sound in the wind, and something like a ball flew out from behind the valley, flew through the air, and fell into the crowd.

Boss Wu leaped forward and caught the round object in his hand. Under the light, he could see clearly that it was a bloody head with a frayed face and eyes wide open. It was the island master Qu who had escaped just now.

Boss Wu's face changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice: "Island Master Qu..." He turned to look at Feng Yi, Murong Fu and others, then turned to look at everyone else, all of whom had a look of fear on their faces.

They just thought that the conspiracy was exposed and the Tianshan Child-Grandma had arrived. But they heard the Taoist Buping laugh loudly and said, "The Sword God's Divine Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation. Brother Zhuo, you guarded it very closely!"

A clear voice came from behind the mountain and said, "If you desert the battlefield, everyone will be punished to prevent the information from being leaked. The cave masters and island masters, please don't blame me."

It turned out to be the "Sword God" who had responded to the Taoist Buping three or four miles away. No one knew when he came close and blocked the way. Everyone cheered loudly and thought, "Fortunately, the Sword God eliminated the traitor and prevented our great cause from being ruined."

Murong Fu and his men thought: "This man is so arrogant to call himself the 'Sword God'. No matter how good your swordsmanship is, how can you call yourself a 'God'? No one in the martial arts world has ever heard of such a person, but I don't know how good his swordsmanship is."

Boss Wu knew that he was surrounded by enemies and felt ashamed. He shouted, "Let's use this girl to swear an oath of blood!" He immediately raised the ghost-head knife in his hand.

The group shouted in unison, "Yes, that's what we should do! Let's swear an oath of blood and from now on we will fight this old villain till the end."

Everyone looked at the girl as if she were a chicken or a dog. Duan Yu saw the girl curled up in fear and sobbed. A surge of blood and anger surged up and down in his chest. He shouted, "No, you can't do this. Brother Feng, Master Murong, please stop this atrocity."

Feng Yi remained silent. Seeing his pride, Murong Fu thought of his repeated setbacks. Today, he was just like him. He felt proud and said, "Brother Duan, his life and property depend on this. How can outsiders like us interfere?"

Seeing the girl crying miserably, Duan Yu was filled with righteous indignation and gritted his teeth and said, "A real man should help those who are injustice. Miss Wang, even if you blame me, I will still help...

Before he could finish his words, Boss Wu swung his knife and chopped at the girl in the bag.

Duan Yu shouted, stretched out his finger, and stabbed at Wu Lao Da's ghost-head knife with a move of "Zhong Chong Sword". However, his Six Meridians Divine Sword depended entirely on whether he was fully committed. Sometimes his true energy was surging and powerful, but sometimes he couldn't use any internal energy at all.

His courageous heart could not outweigh Wang Yuyan's deep concern and care in his heart. When he thrust out with the sword, the true energy only reached his palm and could not be released out.

Wu Lao Da saw that Duan Yu was good at Qinggong and must be good at martial arts, so he was really afraid that he would come and cause trouble, so he took action in advance to avoid any more trouble. Who knew that this man really tried to stop him, but his finger poking was useless. I don't know what he was up to.

Duan Yu saw that the knife was about to hit the little girl. He was anxious but helpless. Then he heard a clang sound.

Boss Wu felt a heat at the base of his palm, and the knife in his hand slipped out of his hand. He also lost his balance and was forced to retreat three steps back by the force. He was afraid that the opponent might have another trick up his sleeve, so he fell to the ground and rolled over. When he stood up, he was covered in dust and looked extremely embarrassed.

Suddenly, everyone saw a figure swaying, and there was another person on the field. The person waved his right hand, grabbed the child and the bag, and lifted them into the air.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, only Duan Yu felt excited, while the others all had frowns on their faces and looked worried.

The person who took action was Feng Yi.

Boss Wu was furious. He stared at Feng Yi coldly and said, "What do you mean, sir?"

"Can't you see?" Feng Yi said calmly: "You are not allowed to kill her!"

Boss Wu was extremely angry, then he looked at Murong Fu standing leisurely with his subordinates and stared at him coldly.

The Taoist Buping stroked his long beard, looking mysterious.

Boss Wu was really afraid of Feng Yi's martial arts, but he was also afraid of the power of Tong Lao's life and death talisman, so he couldn't help but raise his voice and ask again: "Master Buping, Master Murong, may I ask your opinion?"

Murong Fu remained silent. Although Deng Baichuan and the others followed Murong Fu's lead, they were not happy about attacking a little girl. They also felt guilty when they saw Duan Yu shouting and screaming just now. So they naturally would not say that Feng Yi was wrong for saving the girl, and just snorted coldly.

This Taoist Buping was known as the "Jiao King" and was an expert in martial arts. He just mentioned drawing his sword to help, so for a moment, hundreds of eyes were cast on his face.

Taoist Buping coughed and said, "Master Feng, to be honest, it is indeed against the chivalrous code to punish this little girl, but you have also heard about the atrocities of the Tianshan Child-Grandma. This little girl's life cannot be compared with the lives of so many heroes here, right?"

Feng Yi sighed, "Master Buping, you just want to kill Tong Lao and find the life and death talisman so that you can continue to control the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands. Listen to my advice, don't let greed ruin your path, or you will have no crane to ride when you return to the west!"

Everyone was shocked. A green aura rose from the face of Taoist Buping, and he said sternly, "How could this be possible?"

Bao Bu Tong was straightforward and could not help but say, "I had guessed that you were up to something bad, and it turns out you were trying to be the master!"

Feng Bo'e also laughed out loud, and the old face of Taoist Buping turned purple. Murong Fu waved his hand, and Bao and Feng stopped laughing.

The heroes all looked at Buping Daoist, some with unfriendly eyes. The reason they rebelled against Tianshan Tonglao was that they did not want to be restrained. If someone else still had the life and death talisman, what would be the point of their rebellion?

Taoist Bu Ping was furious. He had few rivals in his life and was already one of the most famous masters in the martial arts world. Now he heard Bao Bu Tong belittle him, so he had to establish his authority. He said, "Feng, you are so respected by all the heroes here. If you have any kindness, you should be grateful and repay them. Who knew you have such a mean heart and are bullying others too much? I would like to learn a few tricks from you!"

His body shook, and the internal energy of the whisk in his hand spread everywhere, and the silver thread swept towards Feng Yi like a hungry tiger's tail.

Feng Yi chuckled and said, "Okay!" Before he finished speaking, the whisk separated with a "swish", and it was as powerful as a sky full of cold stars, covering the major acupoint on Feng Yi's chest, making a strange hissing sound.

Murong Fu had been watching all this for a long time. He felt that this move of Taoist Buping was indeed extraordinary. No wonder he dared to ignore the masters of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands.

But Feng Yi was holding the little girl in one hand and flicking his sleeves, rushing out like a cloud of smoke. With a snap, Taoist Buping was shocked and the whisk almost slipped out of his hand. However, even so, the whisk was disturbed by the wind from his sleeves, and the silver threads actually swept towards his face.

Taoist Buping lowered his head in a hurry, but he never expected that the whisk would pass over his head, messing up his hair and making his scalp numb.

The Taoist Buping remained calm even after being defeated. He shook his wrist vigorously, and the whisk became straight. He pounced on Feng Yi's chest again, and at the same time, he slapped forward with his left palm.

Seeing that he was so ignorant of his own status, Feng Yi snorted coldly and waved his sleeve. With a light sound, the whisk was entangled and his internal energy surged along his sleeve.

The Taoist Buping suddenly felt an overwhelming force coming at him. He somersaulted and landed on the ground, covering his chest with his hands. His face was bloodshot, as if he was drunk. He stumbled back a few steps, and his legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground.

Others saw that Feng Yi's moves were ordinary, but everyone was shocked that Taoist Buping was defeated just like that.

Murong Fu felt even more depressed. He thought that even if he could win in a duel with Taoist Buping, it would take some time. However, with just a wave of Feng Yi's sleeve, Taoist Buping vomited blood and was injured. It made no sense that Feng Yi had such divine internal strength.

Deng Baichuan and others looked at Wang Yuyan, hoping to get some insights from her. In fact, Wang Yuyan was just like everyone else. She knew very well that Feng Yi had strong internal strength and moved swiftly, and his every move was unmatched. What kind of trick was this? It was not recorded in the books at all.

Not to mention that his palm wind contained cold poison and he had some mysterious moves that she couldn't see clearly, so everything she had learned was no longer applicable.

In fact, Wang Yuyan didn't know that Feng Yi had completely eliminated the ice silkworm's poison. When he attacked, unless he did it intentionally, there would be no coldness in his internal energy.

Feng Yi nodded slightly to Bu Ping Dao Ren, looked at everyone, held up the little girl, and said: "Boss Wu, if you say that this little girl is the Child-Fairy of Tianshan Mountain and want to kill her to swear an oath of blood, I won't care!"

He also knew that it was difficult to go against the majority, and that this group of people were desperate. If he just relied on force to escape, it would only cause more casualties. Therefore, he was unwilling to kill them unless it was absolutely necessary.

Everyone was shocked and anxious after hearing this. There was a moment of silence. Boss Wu said angrily, "You make it sound so easy. If I had the ability to capture the Child-Father of Tianshan, would I make her my slave? Do you really think that I, Boss Wu, was born to be a slut?"

Feng Yi looked strange, and suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, you have your reasons, and I have mine. This is called "People with different beliefs cannot work together!" Goodbye!"

As he spoke, he stopped moving and floated over a few feet, then walked out, holding Ah Zi in one hand and the little girl in the other.

Boss Wu frowned and said nothing, seeming a little uneasy. Someone in the crowd couldn't help but ask, "Boss Wu, are you just going to let him go like this?"

Boss Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "Although the world is vast, it is not greater than the word reason. I have never provoked you, but you insisted on taking the people I captured away. What kind of reason is this?"

Feng Yi said calmly: "If you can capture people from Piao Miao Peak, I can capture people from here, that's the truth!"

The more Boss Wu listened, the angrier he got. He shouted, "It's hard to say. We're all going to die. Let's work together to fight against Piao Miao Peak and take down Feng Yi first!"

In an instant, everyone was holding weapons, and some had blocked Feng Yi's way. A few reckless people were shouting and rushing towards him.

Feng Yi laughed loudly, then took Ah Zi's arm and carried the little girl as he walked into the forest of swords and knives.

When everyone saw his arrogant attitude, they immediately drew their swords and wanted to chop him into paste. The onlookers thought that even if Feng Yi and A Zi could not be hurt, the girl would definitely die.

Who knew that when the owners of these swords and knives were one foot away from Feng Yi and the other three, it was as if they had hit an extremely soft wall of air. Everyone felt their palms getting hot, and the swords and knives flew out of their hands with a whoosh.

The man who had made the move in an instant was left empty-handed, staggering and retreating rapidly.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they all became dumbfounded. This kind of magical power was simply like a god in the world.

Where in the world can you find such martial arts?

Wang Yuyan said softly, "I heard that Shaolin Temple has a Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu. When you practice it to a high level, you can form a protective Qi around your body, and no weapons, fists or feet can get close to it."

At this time, everything was quiet and silent. Wang Yuyan's words reached everyone's ears. They all thought: "Could he be from Shaolin Temple?"

Feng Yi naturally heard it, and just smiled: "I have to say, if I fight with you, it would be bullying the weak, which is meaningless. Let's just do our own things!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dwarf suddenly rushed out from the crowd, holding a huge hammer in each hand. He slammed the two hammers inward, making a loud clang, sparks flying, and shouted, "If you have the guts, take my hammer!" The two hammers fell together with a loud noise, smashing towards Feng Yi. This move, "Creation of the Heaven and Earth", was extremely powerful.

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This man's pair of large iron hammers weighed far more than 100 jin, and they were wielded with divine power. Everyone held their breath and watched how Feng Yi would fight against the enemy. This was not only due to his own strength, but also the unique weight and characteristics of the hammers. When they fell, the force was so great that if someone was hit, his tendons and bones would definitely be broken.

If Feng Yiruo could still use his true Qi to deflect it, then there would be no need to fight at all. If a person is determined to leave, it would be useless no matter how many people go up.

Feng Yi saw him attacking with both hammers, and a fierce gust of wind suddenly hit his and the girl's chest. The sound and momentum were so loud and strong that he also praised "good".

Naturally, he would not use his Qi to force the attack again. He let go of Ah Zi with his left hand and waved his sleeve lightly.

With a slight "chi" sound, the force of his fingers penetrated the air and struck the target to the tiniest detail. The man wielding the hammer felt a numbness in the "Tan Zhong point" on his chest and fell to the ground. The hammer in his hand also fell to the ground, and they collided with each other with a clang, a sound like thunder, and everyone's ears were buzzing.

Feng Yi pointed his finger and continued walking. Just as he stepped onto a ridge, he saw a flash of white light and a figure swooped down like a flying bird. Duan Yu exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Feng, be careful!"

Ah Zi felt a chill, and a colorful long sword was blocking the road. She looked carefully and saw that the man holding the long sword was wearing a green shirt, about fifty years old, with a long flowing beard and a handsome face. He smiled and said, "Old man, you dare to block the road, do you want to be beaten?"

Feng Yi thought about it and asked, "Are you Zhuo Bufan?"

Before the visitor could speak, he heard the Taoist Buping say, "Brother Zhuo, even though you are known as the Sword God, I'm afraid you are no match for him. You'd better not ask for trouble!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was moved. It turned out that he was the Sword God who had just killed the traitor. Since this man was known as the "Sword God", he might be Feng Yi's opponent.

“Brother Sword God!” Bao Bu Tong shouted in a hoarse voice: “Since you are known as the Sword God, no matter how powerful Feng Yi is, he is only a human being. It should be no problem for you to beat him. Let us open our eyes!”

He got angry when he heard the title "Sword God". He always felt that this was a self-proclaimed title given by a frog in the well. If he was really so powerful, how could he not have a name in the world?

Zhuo Bufan's face turned pale, and he said coldly: "If Mr. Bao wants to teach me, I am always here to accompany you!"

Bao Bu Tong smiled and said, "Come on, come on, I'm afraid..." Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Murong Fu.

Zhuo Bufan held his sword across his chest and said in a deep voice, "Master Feng, I have an unwelcome request."

Feng Yi said calmly: "Since it is an unreasonable request, why bother to say it? I have something else to do, get out of the way!"

Zhuo Bufan laughed in anger: "Do you know that no one in the world dares to talk to me like this?"

He spoke wildly, and everyone was in shock. Murong Fu also frowned, thinking: "Is he crazy? Or does he really have unrivaled skills, so he doesn't take Feng Yi seriously?"

Feng Yi felt amused and stared at Zhuo Bufan from head to toe.

Ah Zi didn't wait for his answer and said with a smile: "Old man, you haven't seen it before, but you saw it today. What do you want?"

Bao Bu Tong sneered and said, "No, no, this guy thinks he is invincible. Humph, I think he is just boasting. I know all the masters in the world, but you are not one of them."

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said calmly, "The world's best? Are you talking about your master 'Southern Murong', or that 'Northern Qiao Feng'?"

Feng Yi smiled slightly, he had to say that Zhuo Bufan's crazy behavior was something he had never seen before among the countless masters he had seen.

Even those famous masters like the old and new Five Great Masters, Qiao Feng, and Huang Shang, even if put together, are not as arrogant as him.

It's no wonder that in the original plot, he showed off in front of Xu Zhu and wanted to arrange for Wang Yuyan to marry him on the spot. He didn't treat Murong Fu as a human being at all, so it's understandable that he said this at this time.

But didn't he see what happened to the Unfair Taoist? How could he have the guts to go against him? This made Feng Yi very curious. Anyway, this trip was just for fun, so he might as well watch his performance and see what tricks he could come up with!

However, this annoyed Murong Fu. Feng Boye immediately shouted, "Okay, let me learn the Sword God's skills first," and was about to rush forward with his sword in hand, but was stopped by Murong Fu.

Murong Fu said in a clear voice: "From what you said, this is not conceited invincibility, but the certainty that you are invincible.

In my eyes, Murong Fu, only the great swordsman Feng can be called invincible. I invite the great swordsman Zhuo to show his skills. As long as he wins, Murong Fu will feel ashamed of himself, and I am sure Qiao Feng will have to admit defeat too! "

Zhuo Bufan's brows were covered with frost, and he waved his hand and said, "Don't interrupt!"

Bao Bu Tong saw that he was bossing Murong Fu around, and snorted coldly, "No, no, if you are afraid, just kowtow. Are you afraid that others will take your life?"

"Afraid?" Zhuo Bufan laughed and stepped out. He shook his sword and a half-foot-long green light suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, which was stretching and retracting like a long snake.

The heroes suddenly saw sword lights everywhere, and more than ten people shouted in unison: "Sword lights, sword lights!"

Murong Fu also frowned, staring at Zhuo Bufan, thinking: "This old man really has some skills."

When Zhuo Bufan heard the cheers from the crowd, he became even more proud and laughed loudly. He gathered a breath of true energy from his dantian, swung his sword, and a green light suddenly became stronger. With a "swish", a waist-thick tree was chopped down.

Everyone saw that he actually chopped down the tree with his flexible long sword, which showed that the true power attached to the blade was truly extraordinary. The heroes had been suppressed by Feng Yi's magical skills for a long time, and when they suddenly saw this magical skill, they immediately cheered loudly.

Zhuo Bufan shook his wrist, the sword flashed, and the tree trunk was broken into three parts. Then he raised the sword and picked up the middle part, shaking out sword flowers. With a few hissing sounds, the log was evenly divided into nine parts.

"Hey!" Wang Yuyan exclaimed softly, with a hint of surprise on her face: "Is this the Duke of Zhou Sword?"

"Young lady, you have good eyesight!" Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, "It is the Duke of Zhou's sword!"

As he swung his sword, he could still hear Wang Yuyan talking, and these few movements, with their strangeness and precision, had already stunned this group of unscrupulous and murderous people.

Some people couldn't help but think that this person's attainments in swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle, and he must be a strong rival of Feng Yi.

But Wang Yuyan said softly: "This Mr. Zhuo must be a master of the Yizi Huijian Sect in Jianyang, Fujian."

In fact, Feng Yi knew Zhuo Bufan's strength level just from this one sentence. It was actually not worth mentioning because his sword moves had been seen clearly by Wang Yuyan.

Zhuo Bufan held the sword and stepped back, the sword light faded, he looked at Feng Yi and said quietly: "With my swordsmanship, can I kill the Child-Grandma of Tianshan?"

"What?"

Feng Yi didn't understand at first. He thought Zhuo Bufan was performing sword skills to benefit him, such as teaching him sword skills. If he got interested, he could play a prank on him by saying "I like Wang Yuyan, you grab her for me" etc. But he didn't expect that he would say such a thing.

Ah Zi put her hands behind her back and said seriously, "Oh, so this Tianshan Child-Father is a wooden figure. These people are slaves to wood, they are really useless!"

At this time, she possessed the Beiming Qi, and with Feng Yi's explanation of the mysteries of martial arts, her vision and knowledge were different from before. She felt that Zhuo Bufan's swordsmanship was flashy and only looked good, but was not practical at all.

But Zhuo Bufan stared at him with a dark face, and said with a smile: "You look so bitter and resentful, is it possible that your whole family is dead?"

Even though Zhuo Bufan was always calm, he felt a surge of anger rushing to his head and shouted, "That's right, I, the sixty-two people from three generations of the Yizi Wisdom Sword Sect, were killed by the Tianshan Child-Grandma thirty-three years ago!"

Everyone was shocked and thought: "This person is helping us to avenge his master."

Zhuo Bufan shook his sword, pointed it at Feng Yi, and said slowly: "Do you think this vengeance should be avenged?"

Feng Yi smiled and nodded: "It's time to report! Your swordsmanship can also kill Tianshan Tonglao. Yes, I'll give it to you, kill her!"

He directly handed the girl in his hand to him.

(End of this chapter)