But before that, there are still some small troubles that need to be cleaned up.
Feng Ziyue cast his gaze towards the entrance of Fei Waterfall Cave, with a cold smile on his face.
Before coming here, Feng Ziyue didn't expect that Lingyue Silver Wolf would find such a good place, and there was a secret like the medicine field that he didn't want others to know. So along the way, not only did he not think of a way
Hidden traces, but made a big show of it, leaving many traces.
Sure enough, the tail he had been waiting for for many days finally appeared.
When Feng Ziyue activated the Taixuan Sensing Chapter to sense the heaven and earth, he clearly discovered that not far away, there were seven auras coming quickly following the traces he left.
"Huh! It's finally here!"
This time, the aura of murderous intent was revealed, and it was not an ordinary monster. It was obvious that it was just a group of unwilling clowns.
He drew out his iron sword, turned around and smiled gently at Xue'er, "Xue'er, you and Silver Wolf will play here for a while, and I'll go out for a while."
Xueer hugged Silver Wolf and turned around and asked curiously: "Brother, where are you going?"
"Deal with some bugs..."
Feng Ziyue nodded with a smile, jumped up, and stood out from the waterfall. Without stopping, he ran towards where the seven people came from.
He didn't want to dirty this place.
"Insects?" Xue'er opened her eyes strangely. She lowered her head and touched Silver Wolf's head, "Snowball, are there many insects here?"
Silver Wolf rolled his eyes and barked twice.
Feng Ziyue flew out, ran about ten feet away, chose a tall spruce, stood on the top of the tree, and waited quietly.
This scene reminded him of the battle at Changming Tower before his rebirth. At that time, he was alone with only one sword, proudly waiting for others to attack him.
In his memory, his past life seemed to have always been like this, alone with an iron sword, defeating all enemies in his way, but the only difference this time was that behind him, there was still someone he needed to protect.
people.
Then his sword had meaning and emotion.
This kind of experience has never happened before. In the career of the Sword God, Feng Ziyue's moment of invincibility came too late. When he reached great mastery of swordsmanship, there was no one left behind who was worth protecting.
A series of desolate tombs.
They have all left.
But this time, no!
Feng Ziyue clenched the iron sword in his hand. Before every battle now, he would remind himself that he was different from the past. He swung the sword for his family and lover.
For them, he will once again write the myth of the Sword God.
And this time, it will be a more complete myth.
This batch of annoying little bugs was the beginning of his sword test. Feng Ziyue half-opened and half-closed his eyes, breathing evenly, as if he was integrated with the world.
The only pity is that the cultivation of this group of people is far behind.
The running speed was like a snail in his eyes, and the weak aura made him even more dismissive.
Just seven people in the martial arts realm!
"The Luan family really looks down on me..."
Feng Ziyue showed a self-deprecating smile. He didn't even think about it. The information the Luan family had on him was, at best, an arrogant young man who knew a few weird combat skills but only had basic Xuan Qi cultivation. The other party took the risk of sending seven warriors to sneak in.
The Feng Family Forbidden Forest already thinks highly of him.
In fact, the main reason was Feng Buxue's persistence. Although this man had low martial arts skills, he was slapped by Feng Ziyue in the face. He was still frightened and had the hatred of killing his son. He was afraid that he could escape with his life, so he agreed anyway.
After many benefits, Luan Tingfu was persuaded to send Chi Ying, the leader of the Seven Eagle Guards, to carry out the mission, and bring several of his brothers along with him to do the work together.
It is said that people die for money and birds die for food.
The seven eagle guards of the Luan family just wanted to kill a small insect and make a small amount of extra money. They never thought that they were already on the road to death.
The seven people were getting closer and closer. Feng Ziyue stood at a high place and could already see the figures of the seven people. They were wearing various colors of feathers and jumping around in the forest. They were very vigorous. Looking from a distance, they looked like
Like a raptor, it is a unique set of light skills.
"pity……"
Feng Ziyue shook his head. His sword was never merciful, and he would not spare others even if they were seeking their own death. If this special set of Qing Kung was lost, it could only be said to be bad luck.
At this time, Chi Ying, the boss of the Luan Family's Seven Eagle Guards, also discovered the existence of Feng Ziyue. He waved his hand, and the seven of them turned over and leapt to occupy one side, surrounding Feng Ziyue from a distance.
"Boss, is this that boy?"
The youngest Bai Ying had narrow eyes and a very cold expression. He waved the Qimen weapon in his hand and a pair of iron eagle claws, and sneered again and again, "Let me take his life, brothers, go drink!"
The little guy with basic Xuan Qi cultivation was not in their eyes at all.
"Seventh brother, are your hands itchy? Or do you want to earn the three hundred taels of silver from that old boy?" Huang Ying next to him was a fat man, showing a wretched smile and laughing.
Feng Buxue promised a heavy reward. The person who took Feng Ziyue's life would be given an additional three hundred taels of silver as reward. Although the Seven Eagles were brothers, they would still use it to tease each other.
"Bah!" Bai Ying spat, "Who cares about that guy's three hundred taels of silver? I only agreed to follow my eldest brother here for the sake of the Luan family girls..."
The rest of the eagles laughed together. The Luan family's wife had a very ambiguous relationship with Bai Ying before she got married, but later she married into the Feng family. Bai Ying still felt resentful about it.
"Are you done talking?"
While the Seven Eagles were laughing, Feng Ziyue opened his eyes impatiently and asked coldly.
His voice was not very loud, but it reached Qi Ying's ears clearly. The boss Chi Ying shook slightly and was a little surprised. Although it is not difficult to focus the sound into a line with one hand, it is not difficult for a mysterious person.
Even for a little guy with basic cultivation level, it is already difficult to do.
But what surprised him even more was what Feng Ziyue said next.
"Are you still discussing who should go first?" Feng Ziyue sneered and glanced coldly at the seven eagles of the Luan family who were tall, short, fat and thin in front of him. Everyone who met his eyes felt a chill in their hearts.
This guy's cultivation level is not high, but his eyes are so dazzling that he seems to be able to see right through you, making you shudder.
Even though Qi Ying knew very well that the other party was just a fourteen-year-old boy, his profound energy cultivation was insignificant and far inferior to them, but for some reason, it conveyed a strong sense of oppression.
It was as if one word could determine their life or death.
"In my opinion," Feng Ziyue paused in dismay, "you should go together as a group of seven!"
"Otherwise, my sword will be sheathed before it has time to warm up!"
