Feng Yuhan disappeared mysteriously, and afterwards Feng Yuli joined forces with the other two major factions to wipe out the eldest branch's forces in Yunjing. Anyone with a discerning eye could naturally guess that Feng Yuli must have been involved in this matter, but no one expected that Feng Zuojun would dare to ask this directly, and Feng Yuli would dare to answer this directly.
"Then I have no choice but to offend Second Uncle!" Feng Zuojun was not surprised by this answer. He leaped up and slashed at Feng Yuli with a knife.
On the high platform, Liu Duohan suddenly put down the teacup, stretched out a finger, dipped it lightly in the tea, and then flicked it.
Nangong Xier suddenly appeared in the field, stretched out a palm towards the sky, and then gently clenched it, and a few imperceptible wisps of water vapor floated on her hand.
"Xiaofeng, just fight and avenge yourself." Nangong Xier patted the sword at her waist, "Leave the rest to me, your senior sister."
Feng Zuojun and Feng Yuli exchanged several moves in a flash. He said loudly, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, Senior Sister."
"And me." Xie Yuling also stood beside Nangong Xier, opened her folding fan and waved it gently, "Don't embarrass me. If you lose, don't say you are as famous as me in the academy."
Mu Pan stood up and looked down: "People from the Jiangnan Xie family, do you really want to get involved in this? Have you considered the consequences? Jiangnan is so far away from our Daze Prefecture, even the four major families are out of reach, right?"
"I am indeed from the Jiangnan Xie family, but who said I came here on behalf of the Jiangnan Xie family?" Xie Yuling said loudly, "Xuegong, Xie Yuling."
"Xuepao, Nangong Xier." Nangong Xier also said loudly.
"Please teach me." Xie Yuling put away his folding fan and waved his sleeves.
"This is the third young master of the Xie family!" The female disciples on the Wufang Stage exclaimed.
"I've always heard that the Xie family in Jiangnan has produced handsome men for generations. Seeing them today, the rumors are indeed true!"
"As expected, he is the friend Young Master Feng made in the academy. He is as elegant and graceful as Young Master Feng!"
However, the attention of the male disciples on the Five-sided Stage was instantly drawn to Nangong Xier.
"Isn't the academy a place for scholars? How can I concentrate on studying if I have a senior sister with such a beautiful face?"
Nangong Xier whispered: "Xie Yuling, what do you think of the current atmosphere?"
Xie Yuling thought for a moment and said, "It's pretty good, but it's missing something."
Nangong Xier asked in confusion: "What's missing? Su Baiyi is missing?"
Xie Yuling shook her head: "No. After spending so much time in the academy with Lan Yuze and the others, I always feel that there should be some petals floating in the wind at this time."
Nangong Xier smiled helplessly: "How can you say such funny things in such a cold tone? I always think it's strange to do this with your personality."
Xie Yuling smiled and said, "It was all arranged by Lan Yuze. He said that when a master appears on stage, the atmosphere must be there. If the atmosphere is there, winning or losing is not so important. But since there is no atmosphere of petals flying today, we must win."
"Nangong Xier." Mu Pan frowned, "This name..."
"The daughter of Nangong Yuwen." Liu Duohan said dimly.
"Then he has to be killed." Mu Pan waved his hand, and all the disciples of Tianshu Hall below the stage drew their weapons.
Fourth Uncle was so scared that he was sweating all over: "This, this, this, this, how can the people of Tianshutang show their weapons in my Tianxiaoyunjing sect!"
Liu Duohan sighed and raised his hand. All the disciples of Tianshui Villa immediately took out their weapons.
Fourth Uncle said anxiously: "It's a mess, it's a mess."
The young woman standing next to him sighed softly: "How could the former Tianxiao Cloud Realm allow such a thing to happen. But now, what else can you do except worry? Today's Cloud Realm has long been a mess."
"Big Wind Style, Laughing and Living Lifelong." Feng Zuojun used the first Big Wind Style sword technique created by his father. In his countless previous trainings, this style had never been successful. His father said that this move was a sword technique that he realized after traveling around the martial arts world for many years. If one did not see the vastness of the martial arts world in his heart, and only relied on repeatedly swinging the sword in a small courtyard, he would never be able to use this "Laughing and Living Lifelong". But Feng Zuojun was confident that he was now capable of swinging this sword.
"Big Wind Style, laugh your whole life!" Feng Yuli also swung the knife at the same time. He seldom laughed in his life, and it seemed that he was always accompanied by depression and loneliness. Today was the day when he could finally laugh his whole life.
The two knives collided, making a loud noise.
The long sword in Feng Zuojun's hand was cut into two pieces by Hu Chi's sword, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell to the ground.
Feng Yuli used his knife to support himself and barely managed to avoid falling, but after holding it in for a long time, he still vomited a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and moved forward with the knife.
Nangong Xier and Xie Yuling turned around in a hurry to rescue him, but they were surrounded by the disciples of Tianshutang and Tianshui Villa. Feng Yuli walked in front of Feng Zuojun and looked down at his nephew: "You are so young, but you have such attainments in swordsmanship. It's a pity."
Feng Zuojun was lying on the ground, in great pain, unable to move: "Second Uncle, you just lost."
"I lost?" Feng Yuli sneered, "But now it's you lying on the ground."
"I am lying on the ground because my internal strength is far inferior to yours, but your sword intention is wrong. Xiao Ren Pingsheng, the spirit during this period should be as broad as the ocean, not like you, the second uncle, who is selfish." Feng Zuojun smiled, "You were also seriously injured by that sword just now. If I die, then Tian Xiaoyun Realm will not become the guilt of the other two major sects, but will be completely destroyed today!"
"Then I will only be the leader for today!" Feng Yuli raised his sword and swung it down suddenly. He felt a chill coming from behind him. He turned his head quickly. A flash of cold light passed by. He narrowed his eyes and did not choose to meet it directly. Instead, he took three steps to the side to avoid it. The cold light circled there and flew out again.
Mu Pan and Liu Duohan jumped down from the high platform at the same time and landed beside Feng Yuli. They looked ahead and said in a deep voice, "Cicada Wing Blade."
Outside the platform, a blue sedan chair was parked alone. In front of the sedan chair, a young man in white caught the flying cicada wing knife and smiled at everyone: "I am late."
Nangong Xier, Xie Yuling, and Feng Zuojun who was lying on the ground were all startled when they heard the voice: "Su Baiyi!"
Feng Yuli stared at the cicada wing knife: "Who are you! Why is the cicada wing knife in your hand!"
On the high platform, Feng Wan'er walked out from the sedan chair, looked at the young man below, and said with emotion: "Oh. I like you even more."