When night came, Jiang Feng took out his erhu and pulled it up alone behind the sand dunes. The sound of the piano was just an ordinary piano sound, without any spiritual power, nor a sword energy. Jiang Feng was just playing some songs he knew to pass the time.

Lan Wu, who did not show up, was listening quietly. She could feel that the days of playing erhu and eating and drinking were the days that Jiang Feng liked.

However, in real life, there are always some things that interrupt Jiang Feng. When he was playing the piano well, a monk flew towards him. The person who flew was a thin middle-aged monk.

"Where did you get the powder from the black stone spider's poisonous fangs?" The thin monk floated not far from Jiang Feng and asked very directly.

Jiang Feng did not stop what he was doing. He continued to pull the erhu and said, "It's ground with poisonous fangs."

The thin monk frowned and continued to ask, "Where did the poisonous fangs come from?"

"It was pulled out of the black stone spider." Jiang Feng responded.

"Then where did you meet the black stone spider? As far as I know, the black stone spider is only available in the Immortal Abyss. You shouldn't say that you met in the Immortal Abyss." said the thin monk.

Jiang Feng nodded seriously and said, "You are right, I encountered it in the Abyss of Falling Immortals. There are many of these things there. If you like them, you can catch a few and raise them. But this thing seems to be not easy to raise."

The thin monk sneered twice, and then said, "When I was not talented, my cultivation level was in the middle stage of the true soul, I fell down from the Immortal Abyss because of a little accident. That time, I climbed out of the Immortal Abyss in my life. When I think about it now, I still feel scared. The fellow Taoist was able to catch the black stone spider in the Immortal Abyss, which really makes me admire me."

"It's just good luck, nothing to admire." Jiang Feng said modestly. But looking at his appearance and tone, it's impossible to tell that Jiang Feng is modest.

"Luck is also a kind of strength. Fellow Daoist must be very strong. If you can meet a monk like a fellow Taoist, you will be a little unbearable. I really want to have a discussion with fellow Taoist Daoist." said the thin monk.

Jiang Feng paused for a moment. When the sound of the piano recovered in two seconds, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, I can't even see through your cultivation level. I dare not fight you. If you don't do it well, my life will be gone."

"It's just a discussion, fellow Taoists don't have to worry. I'll pay attention." The thin monk said, slowly emitting his own breath and pressing towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng, who had been sitting on the sand, also stood up when the thin monk's own aura was emitting. His erhu was pressed against his waist, and the zither bow was still pulling. As the thin monk's aura approached, a faint sword energy became added to the sound of the piano.

The erhu sound, which originally had a slow melody, suddenly became high-pitched, and the sword energy in the piano sound suddenly surged. The cultivation aura of the thin monk had all been pressed on Jiang Feng. Around Jiang Feng's body, the sword energy was flying rapidly, resisting the cultivation aura of the thin monk. The surrounding sand was rolled up in large quantities and blown to all directions. A powerful aura also appeared at this time, and another sword energy that was not weak at all also rose.

"Fellow Daoist is really hidden. It seems that I can have a good fight today." The thin monk said, raised his right hand and heard a roar in the air above his right hand. The space above his right hand shattered in the roar, and a big black hand poked out from the shattered space and grabbed Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng quickly pulled the piano bow, and sword energy kept rushing out of the Erhu. When the sword energy was grabbed by the big black hand, it kept hitting the palm. When the big black hand was about to touch Jiang Feng, a stronger sword energy rushed out of the big erhu, completely shattering the big black hand.

The next attack from the thin monk had arrived at this time. The sand at Jiang Feng's feet suddenly collapsed. When black gas rushes out, it turns into sharp arrows and shoots towards Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng's body quickly rose up to a height of more than ten meters. The Erhu in his hand continued to rush out sword energy, blocking the arrows shot from below.

The surging spiritual power completely swept the sand, and the sword energy soared into the sky also made the sand flying in the sand even more violent. Where Jiang Feng and the thin monks were located, it seemed like a huge sandstorm was shattering. Inside, there was a violent collision. All the monks near the Black City had looked here.

At a close distance from Jiang Feng and the thin monk fighting, Huangfu Yue was hiding on a small sand dune. She looked at the area wrapped in yellow sand, feeling the powerful spiritual power fluctuations inside it, as well as the powerful cultivation aura, and the sword energy that seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Huangfu Yue's body was shaking slightly, and there was a lot of cold sweat on her back.

Originally, Huangfu Yue came to settle the score with Jiang Feng, but unexpectedly, the thin monk came one step earlier, and she watched from the side. When the thin monk and Jiang Feng battle broke out, Huangfu Yue was stunned. She was very scared and truly understood why she suffered such a big loss, and her two senior brothers did not stand up for her.

"I didn't expect that the country bun was so powerful. I offended him, but what should I do?" Huangfu muttered in his heart.

Just thinking about it, the magic power fluctuations in the sandstorm suddenly surged, and the sword energy inside also surged instantly. Huangfu Yue hurriedly flew backwards. Just as her body left the ground, more than a dozen sword energy swept away the small sand dune where she was just here. Then more sword energy rushed out, and other magical methods rushed out. Huangfu Yue continued to withdraw quickly until she left for more than 300 meters before she was considered safe.

Many monks had already flew over, and Huangfu Yue's two senior brothers were inside. They were also watching from a distance. Each monk felt the huge fluctuation of spiritual power in the sandstorm. These monks had already seen that there were definitely two very strong monks fighting there.

The sword energy inside the sandstorm was getting stronger and stronger. Even the monks who were fighting hundreds of meters outside had already felt the sword energy blowing through their cheeks. Some monks who did not make any defense at all had several holes in their clothes cut by the sword energy.

The powerful magic fluctuations in the sandstorm and the continuous metal collision sounds were also shaking the minds of the monks. The remaining power of some magic rushes over, which is enough to kill the monks in the Purple Mansion stage in seconds.

These monks from the Nether Sea are pretty good. Some of the monks from the North Ming who originally wanted to see the fun had suffered a lot. Some of the monks who had approached a little while ago but had not come back were all blown away by the remaining power radiated from the sandstorm.

"Did you see who it is?" Mo Qingyun asked his junior sister.

"It's the thin monk who reminded us before, and the other one is the local bun." Huangfu Yue said.

Mo Qingyun frowned as if he had encountered something difficult. It took him several seconds to say, "Neither of these two people can afford to offend them. We are the three of us together, and we are not the opponent of any of them. You'd better not to provoke that monk again."

Huangfu Yue nodded quickly. The situation is already like this now. As long as she is not stupid, she will naturally not go to trouble Jiang Feng again. If Jiang Feng kills her, it will be useless for her to regret it.

After about ten minutes, the sound of the piano that had been in the sandstorm suddenly stopped. The next second, the sword energy in the sandstorm began to dissipate, and another magic fluctuation also began to dissipate. The sandstorm began to gradually calm down.

When the sandstorm gradually subsided, the monks watching the battle in the distance saw two people standing more than ten meters apart. One was the thin monk, and the other was Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng's erhu was still in his hands, with several bruises on his face, and several holes burned on his clothes. There were also two holes torn by the sword energy on the thin monk's clothes. At his feet, there were two magic weapons fragments that had been broken into several pieces.

"I'm here Xiao Yunfei, I'm going to greet fellow Taoists. When Xiao came to Beiming this time, he heard that a sword king came to Beiming. When he saw him today, the name of the sword king was indeed extraordinary. Xiao's cultivation has already entered the early stage of Void Practice. He used 70% of his cultivation to destroy two magic weapons, but he could not do anything to the sword king. Xiao had to stop, otherwise he would be a life-and-death one if he continued." The thin monk clasped his fists with his hands and said politely to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng stared at the thin Xiao Yunfei and said with an unhappy look: "Look at your appearance and look at me again. Is this a saying that I can't do anything to me? Also, are you a cultivator who is a half-step practice cultivator, who is embarrassed to bully me in the early stage of the Golden Pill? Are you shameless?"

This made Xiao Yunfei's face feel a little uncomfortable. But he couldn't say that Jiang Feng was talking nonsense. Because even in the battle just now, Jiang Feng's cultivation fluctuations were always in the early stage of the Golden Pill. In addition, Xiao Yunfei knew very well that he could not lose his temper. Not to mention that he came to Jiang Feng himself, just say that since Xiao Yunfei was not sure that he could really beat Jiang Feng, he would not be able to lose his temper.

Xiao Yunfei smiled awkwardly, then said goodbye and left. Although he left, the monks watching the battle were surprised. Xiao Yunfei's reputation in the Netherworld Sea was very famous. Although he only used 70% of his cultivation, it was amazing to be able to take over. This made these monks from the Netherworld Sea look at Jiang Feng with admiration. They also recognized Jiang Feng's reputation as the Sword Lord at this time.

Although this battle was a form of competition, it did not take any life. However, it completely established the name of Jiang Feng's sword king. It was regarded as the first step for Jiang Feng to enter the Nether Sea.
Chapter completed!