() Next to him was a blood-winged white tiger, one green and one red with two colors of thunder wrapped around it. Xinfuzi could read its anger and sadness in the pair of tiger eyes. And there was another one on its head.
It was a colorful bird, but at this moment, the firelight rippling around the bird with the glory of the phoenix gave Xinfuzi a feeling of darkness and coldness.
"Teacher... Master... what should we... do?"
He had already appeared next to Taoist Taoist, and his hand had already inserted into Taoist Yankong's left chest.
The white Xingyue Taoist robe was stained red by blood in an instant, and a beating heart "pop, pop" was broken into countless pieces of meat with a "pop" sound under the clasp of the five fingers.
The Taoist's eyes were full of confusion and horror, and his face was filled with astonishment and disbelief. As the young man in white pulled out his arm, his body suddenly fell downwards.
But at this moment, dozens of flying swords beside the young man all changed their directions, but after hearing a "chichi" sound breaking through the air, Jianqun roared down, pierced the Taoist's body one after another, and took him away.
His body was eventually nailed to the bell tower of the town.
"No... no... don't kill me, don't kill me!" Seeing this scene, Xuan Fuzi suddenly came back to his senses, and his originally white and tender face turned a bit green. He shouted while slowly
Go back.
"Roar" Lang Fei didn't say anything, but what greeted him was Xiao Bai'er's roar. Then, a sharp claw pierced his shoulder, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.
"Where is the Divine Wind Gate?" The voice of the young man in white was very cold, as cold as a bloodthirsty demon that had just woken up from a long sleep.
"You...you...only...as long as you don't kill me, I...I will take you there." Xuanfuzi trembled. Faced with Lang Fei's oppression, he almost exhausted all the strength in his body, but still
That's when I said this.
"Okay!" Lang Fei replied resolutely, and then glanced at Xin Fuzi who was standing aside, a sharp look on his face as cold as ice flashed away. Then, Xin Fuzi felt a coldness in his chest and a green handle.
The flying sword has pierced his chest.
Just as Xin Fuzi's body fell, Lang Fei suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Bai'er. "You go search along the coast, but if there are any Kamikaze sect members, leave no one behind!"
This sentence is like the call of death. Xiao Bai'er nodded, threw Xuan Fuzi to Lang Fei, and then dodged towards the north. When it was far away, Lang Fei left Xuan Fuzi to Xiao Yu'er to take care of him.
With a flick of his finger, Yan Kongzi's wrist was cut off by the flying sword, and in a flash of green color, it fell into Lang Fei's hand.
With a crisp sound, a Nether Light Cold Bead suddenly appeared in his hand and was crushed to pieces.
"Sister-in-law Niu, 'Qiliang', and the elders in the town, rest in peace. The murderer has been killed by me. As for the Shenfeng Sect, just don't worry. I don't care how strong it is or who it has as a backer.
He needs to be removed!"
Listening to Lang Feisen's cold words, Xuan Fuzi shuddered involuntarily. Although he didn't know where the young man in white's self-confidence came from, he could hear from the other man's murderous words that there was no doubt that he meant what he said.
determination to arrive.
"Wow, wow..." The sound of water suddenly came from the already calm sea. In the distance, a five-foot-long fishing boat flew over. Through the hazy smoke on the sea, you could see the side of the ship.
Everyone looked sad and angry, and behind the fishing boat, there was an old man in coir raincoat with a dull expression.
Blood had long dyed the sea surface hundreds of miles red. On the way there, Niu Jian and a group of fishermen were mentally prepared. But when they came to the town, they looked at the dilapidated town and the chaos on the beach.
The corpses were heaving, and their eyes were already blurred with tears. Amidst the mourning, they jumped out of the fishing boat one after another, with red eyes, and rushed toward the town with steps like the wind.
When the last person left the fishing boat, Fairy Qingxia filmed the old woman Yuan Cha flying up slowly. At this moment, her face no longer had the calmness of the past. The woman's body lying on the ground, "Qi Liang" opened wide.
The eyes, the heart-rending cries of cattle, the corpses everywhere, and the strong smell of blood that could not be dispersed by the wind for miles. All of this made her feel a mixture of grief and anger.
"Did they do this?" When Fairy Qingxia came to Lang Fei's side, she gritted her teeth and asked this sentence. Without waiting for his answer, she turned the Qingping sword she had already grasped in her hand and stabbed Xuanfuzi directly.
"Uncle, wait a minute, I can still use him if I keep him!" Lang Fei flicked his Qingping sword with his fingers and replied casually.
After hearing this, she snorted coldly at Xuan Fuzi and put away the long sword in her hand.
Xuan Fuzi once again walked away from the gate of hell. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed. In the blink of an eye, he saw the old woman Yuan Cha behind Fairy Qingxia. He suddenly knelt down in the air, kowtowed and said to the old woman: "Shangxian
, please take pity on the poor guy and let him go. These... these are all done according to the wishes of the Sect."
The old woman was startled, and a hint of doubt suddenly appeared on her previously expressionless face. Only Lang Fei and Qingxia knew the identity of her captive. After the scene just now, Xuan Fuzi had been frightened to death. After seeing her, he suddenly
Recognizing her origin from her attire, she thought that Lang Fei and her were in the same group, and this led to the current scene.
"Beimang Demon Sect, that's it! That's it!" Lang Fei suddenly snorted coldly and glanced at the old woman. "Old dog, this Shenfeng Sect must be your affiliated sect."
The old woman's expression changed, but she still didn't reply. Seeing this, Lang Fei ignored her and looked down at the few remaining people, his face turned cold. "Xuan Fuzi, you asked the wrong person. Don't worry,
As long as you take me to the Divine Wind Sect, your life will be spared."
Xuan Fuzi's expression changed, and he quickly stood up and said: "That...that's good, please come with me." After saying that, he secretly glanced at the expressionless Lang Fei, and then flew towards the west.
Lang Fei said nothing, with a cold face, and ducked to follow. Fairy Qingxia also glanced at Niu Jian and others, sighed, picked up the old woman of Yuan Cha, and flew westward.
The four of them left one after another, but they ignored one person not far away. Wuyuanzi looked at the densely packed corpses of ferocious beasts on the sea, and then at the bell tower of the town where Master Yan Kong was trapped in the bricks. Finally,
Looking at the young man in white who was gradually walking away, the shock in his eyes persisted for a long time.
These are tens of thousands of sea beasts! As far as he knows, the average monk in the late stage of Qi Transformation can kill thousands of low-level ferocious beasts with one blow with all his strength, but as for him, tens of thousands of them were evaporated in one blow.
Monster, he... how on earth did he do it?
There is also the unintentional corpse. That is the ancestor of the Shenfeng Sect with the cultivation of the middle stage of Qi Transformation - Master Yan Kong! The state of death is so miserable! Now he has to go to the Shenfeng Sect, what is he going to do?
?Is it true that he wants to remove him from the entire Yanhuang Star? That is the largest immortal cultivating sect in the Yanhuang Cultivation World!
Wu Yinzi's face was filled with uncertainty. After hesitating for a moment, curiosity finally got the upper hand. He also moved with the wind, hanging far behind Lang Fei and others, and headed towards the west.
"..."
In the center of the Yanhuang Continent, there are nine clouds in the sky, and an island is suspended deep in the clouds. There are mountain springs flowing on the island, there are pines and green willows, Qicao Yao flowers, and countless fairy palaces and jade palaces, as well as pavilions, water pavilions, golden
Ta Mingxuan. This is the headquarters of the Shenfeng Sect, the largest immortal cultivating sect in the Yanhuang Cultivation World in the Miluo Star Territory.
On the afternoon of the next day, four uninvited guests suddenly arrived outside the Divine Wind Palace hidden in the heavy clouds. The person walking in front of them was a white-faced Taoist wearing a star-and-moon Taoist robe. However, at this moment, his white face
The face looks more pale.
Behind him is a young man in white clothes with a bloody sword at his feet. Followed by two female cultivators, an old man and a young man.
"Xuan Fuzi? Didn't you go to collect souls with Junior Brother Sui Yankong? Why did you come back so soon?" In front of the Shenfeng Mountain Gate, an old Taoist with a jade hairpin in his hair asked, and then he saw the man behind him.
Lang Fei suddenly frowned. "Who is he? Where is Junior Brother Yan Kongzi?"
"Dead!" Xuan Fuzi said nothing, but Lang Fei took a look at the golden light magic circle outside the floating island and said calmly.