Chapter 1 Silence

Facing Xing Yuanxiao's question, the crowd fell silent.

Everyone wasn't a fool; how could they offend the rising Xing family for the sake of the Bai family?

"Bai Xinweng, you see, everyone here supports your Bai family getting lost immediately!" Xing Yuanxiao grinned, his smile full of triumph.

"I object!"

Just then, a young man with a long sword on his back, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, stepped out and stood tall in the void.

"It's him! The only Sword Child of the Xuantian Sword Tomb! Ma Fei!"

"He is the only disciple of the Xuantian Sword Tomb in this generation who walked out of the Sword Soul Tomb alive! It is said that he ventured to the deepest part of the Sword Soul Tomb!"

"Rumor has it that when he stepped out of the Sword Soul Tomb two years ago, he had already achieved the terrifying strength of a Pseudo-God tier. Now that two years have passed, his strength is probably even more unfathomable!"

Ma Fei stood tall in the void, listening to the compliments of the surrounding people, but there was not a trace of a smile on his face.

Because the person he wanted to show off to was no longer there.

"When did it become your place, a junior, to speak? Starry Sky Sword Saint, is this the intention of your Xuantian Sword Tomb?"

Xing Yuanxiao ignored Ma Fei and directly pointed the finger at the Starry Sky Sword Saint.

The Starry Sky Sword Saint frowned slightly. From the perspective of the Xuantian Sword Tomb's interests, he had no need to offend the Xing family for the sake of the Bai family.

After all, the Xing family and the Xuantian Sword Tomb originally had no grudges.

"It has nothing to do with the Xuantian Sword Tomb, this is my own intention. Since he is gone... then the grudge of Kaiji Star should be avenged by me! Xing Yuanxiao, fight me!"

Ma Fei slowly drew the Worry-Free Sword from his back, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xing Yuanxiao, the sword intent was majestic, and the loud shout resounded through the starry sky!

Everyone present instantly exploded!

The Sword Child Ma Fei of the Xuantian Sword Tomb actually wants to challenge Xing Yuanxiao, the head of the Xing family? Where did he get the courage?

Three years had passed, and Ma Fei had more blue stubble on his chin, and his entire expression looked much firmer.

The wheels of time and the tempering of life had gradually transformed him from a boy into a real man.

Xing Yuanxiao was first stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and laughed loudly.

"Fight with you? Based on you? You can only say this to the Starry Sky Sword Saint, you are not qualified!"

Xing Yuanxiao looked down on Ma Fei at all. He raised his hand and struck casually, and a strong aura of death surged towards Ma Fei.

He decided to teach this ignorant junior a lesson, otherwise, where would the Xing family's face be put?

Unexpectedly, Ma Fei raised his sword and slashed, and a majestic sword intent roared out, unscathed, cutting Xing Yuanxiao's attack in half.

"Oh? You have some skills!" Xing Yuanxiao's expression became a little more serious. "In that case, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the Starry Sky Sword Saint, you arrogant and conceited junior who has achieved some success!"

Xing Yuanxiao also drew his own sword. The Xing family was also famous in the Ninth Universe for its swordsmanship.

However, before, the Xing family's swordsmanship was always suppressed by the Xuantian Sword Tomb.

Ma Fei and Xing Yuanxiao fought fiercely with their sword intent. For a time, sword intent raged in the starry sky, making people shudder.

"What terrifying sword intent! This Ma Fei can actually exchange two moves with Xing Yuanxiao! How old is he! And I remember, he doesn't seem to have received a response from the gods in the Pantheon, right?"

"Indeed, as a younger generation, it is indeed very terrifying to have the strength to exchange a few moves with the older generation."

"Speaking of the younger generation, do you remember that person three years ago?"

"Are you talking about Qiao Yu, the sixth sequence of the Bai family? That's just a guy who pleases and makes a show of himself. Three years ago, he gambled with Huangquan Hirasaka, saying that he would have the combat power of a Pseudo-God peak within three years. What happened? The person disappeared directly for three years, and he didn't dare to show his face when the Pantheon appeared, it's hilarious."

"It's not necessarily a disappearance. In my opinion, he may have died in some corner long ago."

The crowd was talking a lot, and many people sneered at Qiao Yu.

In three years, talents have emerged from the country.

Those young geniuses simply didn't believe in the deeds that Qiao Yu had created before, and the older generation of geniuses were almost out of breath by Qiao Yu three years ago. Now that Qiao Yu is gone, they will naturally use extreme slander to comfort their poor self-esteem.

At this moment, an ice-cold voice rang in their ears, causing several people to fall into an ice cellar in an instant.

"If you dare to say half a word about him again, I will use your heads to sacrifice my sword first."

Ma Fei looked at this side with a pair of cold sword eyes, his eyes full of killing intent.

Those people shivered immediately, closed their mouths, and dared not speak any more.

After all, Ma Fei is a real man who can exchange moves with Xing Yuanxiao, and they don't need to provoke each other for the sake of temporary verbal pleasure.

And Ma Fei's behavior also completely angered Xing Yuanxiao.

"Fighting with me, and dare to be distracted? You have guts! Sword Twenty-Two!"

Xing Yuanxiao slashed out with a sword, and the sharp sword light cut through the void. Ma Fei couldn't dodge this sword, and with a puff, a blood hole suddenly appeared on his body.

Every sword of Xing Yuanxiao's surged with the aura of death, containing a trace of his understanding of the fragments of the law of death!

After gaining an advantage with one strike, Xing Yuanxiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and beat Ma Fei back again and again.

"Lao Shen, do you think Ma Fei can win against that Xing Yuanxiao?"

Ji Pingyang hugged Ji Kun, who had already grown his milk teeth, and stared at Ma Fei, who was being suppressed by Xing Yuanxiao in the starry sky.

In the past three years, in response to Mo Qingchou's strong request, he had not participated in any more battles, but stayed on Bai Emperor Star with peace of mind, accompanying his child.

Shen Jianshu raised his thermos cup, blew away the white steam, took a small sip, pursed his tea leaves, and responded.

"He's your own disciple, why do you need to ask me?"

"That's right." Ji Pingyang smiled dumbly. "Speaking of which, Qiao Yu has been missing for three years, right? As his teacher, aren't you worried at all?"

"When the eaglet grows up, it will naturally spread its wings and fly high, so why worry?" Shen Jianshu drank the hot tea in the thermos cup, looking calm.

"Is that so?" Ji Pingyang's face was a little strange. "Then the person I saw kneeling in front of the Guanyin statue, mumbling and saying that he would bless Qiao Yu to return safely, wasn't you?"

"Pfft!"

Shen Jianshu sprayed a mouthful of tea ten meters away.

"Ji Pingyang, I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense! Be careful I sue you for slander! I never believe in ghosts and gods, don't talk nonsense!"

"A person who never believes in ghosts and gods, but starts to pray devoutly? Lao Shen, how have you become so stubborn?"

Ji Pingyang shook his head. After having a child, he could actually understand Shen Jianshu's mood even more.

If Ji Kun suddenly disappeared for three years, the worry in his heart would never be half weaker than Shen Jianshu's now.

Shen Jianshu examined the thermos cup in his hand, his eyes became much more complicated, and he slowly spoke.

"Once, seeing Qiao Yu achieve such great achievements, I was very happy in my heart, and felt that the child had grown up and become promising."

"But now, to be honest, Pingyang, I hope Qiao Yu doesn't have such great abilities. The greater the ability, the more things he will have to bear, and the more terrible the dangers he will encounter."

"It's okay to have mediocre talent, and it's okay to be mediocre for a lifetime, even if I need to protect him for a lifetime, it doesn't matter, actually... I just hope he can be safe and sound."