The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

The three people who had been given permission naturally did not hesitate to be polite. Without saying anything, they went straight to the place where Ji Changfeng was practicing. Regardless of what the man was doing, Hu Xingtong kicked him directly.

The door fell to the ground with a bang, and Ji Changfeng could only stand there with an awkward smile.

"Where are you going?" Hu Xingtong stepped forward and asked happily.

This smile made Ji Changfeng feel a chill down his spine. Looking at the postures of the three people, he knew that he couldn't escape today, so he could only compromise and said, "This is my senior brother's sect after all. Let's go somewhere else."

The three of them also gave him face, or to be more precise, gave Mu Yingsheng face. They followed Ji Changfeng all the way to an uninhabited mountain peak. Ji Changfeng then said, "Hu Xingtong, how about we have another fight?"

"Why? Why fight one-on-one when you can fight in a group?" Hu Xingtong just found it funny. She was not a fool. Even if she was confident that she could beat Ji Changfeng, she didn't want to be the hero. After all, their purpose this time was to take revenge and settle grievances.

"Because I'm very curious about your formation skills, I want to spar with you first. Otherwise, if I'm beaten to a pulp later, how can I still have the ability to spar with you?" Ji Changfeng said this sincerely, which made the three of them unable to find a reason to refuse.

However, Hu Xingtong didn't feel like agreeing to him and said, "We have an agreement. I helped you extend your lifespan and meet your senior brother, but you broke my sword and attacked Gu Qingzhe. Based on emotion, I shouldn't agree to your request, but based on reason, I should agree to it. So, why don't we have a fight? I won't use my sword and let Gu Xunzhou do it himself. I'll use the formation. Let's see if you can hold on."

After Hu Xingtong said so, Ji Changfeng knew that he had no chance and could only agree.

Glancing at Tan Yuruo behind him, Hu Xingtong instructed, "Ruoruo, this matter has nothing to do with you. Wait here until we're done. If he's disabled, I'll have to trouble you to find Senior Mu. If we lose, I'll have to ask you to take us back."

He wanted to say something, but seeing Gu Sihe restraining his hand holding the gun, Tan Yuruo swallowed the words that were about to come out and nodded, agreeing.

By the time Tan Yuruo retreated, the tension between the three of them had thickened considerably. Hu Xingtong summoned the Qing Huan Sword, and Gu Xunzhou appeared shortly after, replacing Hu Xingtong. Holding the Qing Huan Sword in hand, he pointed at Ji Changfeng, "Ji Changfeng, you broke my sword. This vengeance must be avenged."

Ji Changfeng just sighed. He regretted that he had killed Gu Qingzhe because of a momentary thought. However, regret could not bring him back. Even if Hu Xingtong and the other two did not come today, he would have gone to his house. His good friend died because of him, so it was reasonable for the son of his old friend to come and seek revenge, and it also made him feel at ease.

A silver sword shadow flashed past his eyes. Ji Changfeng did not dodge and took the blow head-on.

"If you do this, I will just think you are a coward." Gu Sihe put away the gun and said with an unhappy look on his face.

Ji Changfeng smiled and replied, "He's the one who shot you. I'm willing to take his blow."

Hu Xingtong behind him gritted his teeth, said nothing, and clenched his hands into fists at his sides, as if his actions had indirectly led to the tragedy of his two good friends.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight quickly, so I can go home for dinner after the fight!" Gu Sihe urged impatiently, and the spear in his hand gathered spiritual power again, preparing to launch the next round of attack.

Ji Changfeng moved slightly and avoided another shot from Gu Sihe. Ji Changfeng sighed, knowing that if he passively endured it, Gu Sihe and Gu Xunzhou would definitely not be happy, so he also became serious.

At the same time, Hu Xingtong was not idle either. She began to silently set up her own formation. Spiritual power jumped at her fingertips, and complex runes emerged in the air, gradually forming a huge spiritual power barrier that enveloped the entire battlefield.

A huge fire tree rose from the ground in an instant, and countless silver sparks fell from above. The spiritual power in Hu Xingtong's hand suddenly burst out, and the space within the barrier began to distort and deform. Around the fire tree, various illusions emerged one after another, trying to interfere with Ji Changfeng's judgment.

Ji Changfeng frowned. Hu Xingtong's formation technique was indeed as powerful as the rumors said. The combination of talismans and formations really made it difficult for him to start. However, Ji Changfeng, who was not within the five elements, would not be fooled by those illusions. With his keen perception, he accurately found the location of the fire tree and counterattacked.

However, Gu Xunzhou and Gu Sihe would never let him get his wish. They brandished a spear and a sword in front of them, the sword light and the spear shadow intertwined, and the sharp cold light created an invisible strong wind around Ji Changfeng, directly blocking his way.

Ji Changfeng's heart trembled. He knew he couldn't let these two people suppress him together. Otherwise, if he fell into a passive position, he would have no chance of turning the situation around. He took a deep breath, and the power in his body began to circulate rapidly. A powerful aura burst out from him, and his eyes flashed with determination.

"Since that's the case, let me see how capable you are!" Ji Changfeng shouted, and waved his hands violently. Invisible power fluctuations spread around like waves, trying to break Hu Xingtong's formation barrier.

Seeing this, Gu Xunzhou and Gu Sihe attacked more fiercely. Gu Xunzhou was Hu Xingtong's sword spirit, so he naturally knew every move and style of Hu Xingtong. Therefore, every sword he swung contained endless changes. Gu Sihe's spear technique was open and closed, and every shot was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, with amazing force.

Hu Xingtong stood outside the formation, calmly observing every change on the battlefield. Her formation wasn't just for attacking, but more importantly, it was to restrict Ji Changfeng's movements, preventing him from unleashing his full strength. Seeing Ji Changfeng's counterattack, a sneer crossed her lips, and the formation shifted again. Other formations appeared around the Fire Tree, including soldiers, armored warriors, and even a mountain and sea of ​​swords.

These formations were no longer simple interferences, but began to simulate the attacks of Gu Xunzhou and Gu Sihe, making it difficult for Ji Changfeng to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Ji Changfeng's brow furrowed, and his figure began to become erratic. Every movement seemed to leave a trail of afterimages in the air, making it difficult to grasp. His attacks also became more bizarre, sometimes like a violent storm, sometimes like a steady stream, making it impossible to defend against them.

The battle between the three grew increasingly intense, the air around them beginning to hum with the powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy. Tan Yuruo stood in the distance, nervously watching the battlefield, her palms already covered in sweat.

Just when the battle was getting intense, Ji Changfeng suddenly shook his body and escaped from the joint attack of Gu Xunzhou and Gu Sihe. His figure appeared at the edge of Hu Xingtong's formation barrier like a ghost and slapped the barrier with one palm.

"Break!" Ji Changfeng shouted loudly, his palm power was like a mountain collapse and the powerful spiritual power directly bombarded the barrier.

Hu Xingtong's face changed. She didn't expect that Ji Changfeng could escape from the joint attack of Gu Xunzhou and Gu Sihe, and also find the weakness of her formation.

She hurriedly mobilized her spiritual power. No matter how fragile her formation was, it should not be broken by just one palm.

Hu Xingtong's hand seals kept changing, and an invisible red blood energy surged out of her body. A huge black and red figure gradually condensed behind her, and chopped down with a palm, directly hitting Ji Changfeng's head.