Seven days later, Feng Yun and the other nine people had been waiting in the central city for seven full days, but they did not see Jin Fei or the other three people come out of the sword tomb.

The nine people couldn't be trusted because the Demon Lord and the elders asked them to go back to understand the situation.

The nine people gathered for dinner again, reached a consensus after discussion, and then left the central city and rushed back.

After the three of them, the four of them came to the main city, met with the Demon Lord, and reported the general story of the matter to the Demon Lord, and then the four of them left.

The four of them separated not far after leaving the main city. Because the four of them belonged to different directions in the main city, each on one side.

The four of them all found it a little ironic and a little funny. The main city and the sub-city were sandwiched between the four of them. It would be really easy for them to rebel.

But since the location of the city is constructed like this, didn't the Demon Lord ever think of such a situation? The only thing that can be explained is that the Demon Lord was not careful at all. He had strength and confidence, and was not afraid of rebellion by his subordinates.

Of course, Feng Yun and the others will not rebel, because rebelling is undoubtedly seeking death. Even if you can kill the Demon Lord, you may not be able to withstand the attack from the other two parties. By then, you will both die and you will get nothing.

, the cheaper one is someone else.

Feng Yun went all the way west, because his Silver City was in the west.

"Boy, stop!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

Feng Yun stopped obediently, turned around, and saw two middle-aged men in the sky, and an old man with white hair, looking at him with very unkind eyes.

Feng Yun said: "What's wrong with the three of you?"

"Asking even though you know it!"

"Do I know three of them?"

"You don't know us? We know you!"

Feng Yun said: "If you have something to say, please tell me clearly. I don't like to talk in circles."

"Okay! I'm happy enough! I handed over Mo Yang's technique."

Feng Yun smiled and said: "You three, did I hear it wrong, or did you say it wrong? You came to me for Mo Yang's technique? What is the logic of this? You should go to Mo Yang himself?"

"You must know Master Mo Yang's skills. I don't believe you will help him for free."

"It's your fault if you don't believe me. Anyway, I don't. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Goodbye!" Feng Yun said.

"Do you think you can leave?" Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Feng Yun, blocking his way.

Feng Yun looked at the middle-aged man and sneered: "I, Feng Yun, want to leave, who can stop me?"

"Boy, we have investigated you thoroughly these days. If you don't hand over the skills that Mo Yang gave you to us, we will announce to the entire demon world that you are an outsider. Then the demon world will

There is no place for you anymore."

Feng Yun said: "Is this threatening me?"

"I just hope you will think about it carefully and don't put yourself and your brother into a dilemma of death for an irrelevant Mo Yang."

"Thank you for the reminder, I have thought about it carefully." Feng Yun said.

"Very good! You are a sensible person, hand it over!"

Feng Yun smiled and said: "You are wrong! I have never been threatened by others, and I will never leave any trouble, so I decided to kill you."

"Haha...boy, I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

"Just be ignorant if you are ignorant!" Feng Yun said.

"Brother! Stop nagging him. Just capture him and search for his soul."

"You three come together!" Feng Yun said.

"Of course we will come together. We demons will never be merciful when dealing with our enemies. Prepare to die!"

Feng Yun didn't want to talk to them anymore. He wanted to go back to check the situation, arrange his manpower and start looking for the magic spring.

With the Xianyuan Spirit Sword in his hand, the silver light flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the sword flew towards the middle-aged man.

There are also many middle-aged men who are vegetarians and are very strong. This time Mo Hui spent a lot of money. Among the three people, the white-haired old man has the highest cultivation level. He is in the late stage of Dasao Xianyuan. The two middle-aged men also have

Cultivation in the middle stage of Immortality.

If Feng Yun were alone, facing this formation, he would have no choice but to run away. But with the white tiger entering his body, the situation is different. Now Feng Yun's strength has exceeded the realm of Xianyuan. Of course, it is still the same as the realm of Shen Yuan.

There is a certain gap, which is what people often call the spiritual realm. Many old antiques and living dead often stay here, unable to take a step forward in their lives. Because this is a huge hurdle, and those who can cross it need more than just

It's hard work, but more depends on brains and chance.

"Cang!" The big man slashed with his sword, light burst out, and the violent energy impacted the airflow, knocking the two people away.

Suddenly, a sword suddenly fell from the sky. This sword was struck by another middle-aged man. Feng Yun had not stabilized his body at this moment, and it was too late to dodge. He hurriedly fought with his giant sword.

With a loud "Clang!" Feng Yun was shot down more than ten centimeters.

However, a black light burst out from below, and the white-haired old man also attacked, so fast that it was impossible to guard against it.

Although Feng Yun dodged, he was still a little slow. The white-haired old man's sword slashed across his side, leaving a scar.

Suddenly, the three of them struck each other and flew towards Feng Yun, completely blocking Feng Yun's escape route.

Feng Yun frowned, and suddenly his arms shook, and countless silver sword lights erupted from his body, flying towards the three of them.

The three people hurriedly resisted it, but the sound of "dang..." could not be heard.

Feng Yun turned around and flew high into the sky, selected one of the big men, and slashed him down with his sword.

"Cang!" The big man resisted with his giant sword. However, what he didn't expect was that Feng Yun's sword cut off the long sword in his hand and knocked him into the ground. Dust suddenly flew up on the ground, and gravel flew around.

The trees broke and fell, and were turned into sawdust by the violent energy.

Feng Yun used his backhand to block another big man's attack with a sword.

The white-haired old man stabbed forward with his sword. Feng Yun struck out with one finger and used the sword's glow to fight against it.

The white-haired old man was horrified. A young man in his early twenties blocked his attack with just one finger. How could he lose face?

A ball of anger exploded in the heart of the white-haired old man. He hit his right hand with his left hand. Suddenly, the energy in the sword increased rapidly.

Feng Yun suddenly turned his fingers and punched out. A green dragon swallowed the sword in an instant and struck the white-haired old man on the right shoulder.

Faced with this sudden change, the white-haired old man was knocked away before he could even defend himself.
Chapter completed!