"The peaceful Iron King City suppressed the filthy people who are really rampant. The senior brother, who noticed the black shadow flashing through the door and window, woke up and walked behind the door, and said with great displeasure.

"One of the Ten Heavenly Manifestations, the name of the Heavenly Punishment General Iron Cold will not be famous and terrifying, even if it is added with the prefix of the thirteen royal families of the Imperial League, it still can't deter those who have fierce tigers in their hearts. Luo Changfeng got out of bed and straightened his clothes.

In the starry night, the two brothers followed the traces left by the dark night.

Luo Changfeng thought that since the other party was unwilling to startle the snake and secretly pull it, why not take a look at the plan and reveal the true identity of the descendant by the way.

So there was a chase under the starry night in the Iron King City.

There is a figure in black, whose whereabouts are erratic, like a ghost attacking the streets and alleys.

There was a burst of cyan east wind, leaving wind marks along the way that never dissipated, and then instantly overtook the black-clothed figure.

Luo Changfeng is naturally the slowest.

He stood ten meters behind the figure in black, panting.

Ten meters in front of the black-clothed figure, the thick and foggy east wind slowly dissipated, and the figure of the senior brother appeared.

"You can't go. Huang Fu Yi looked at the figure in black.

The black-clothed figure who was intercepted by the two academy brothers held a short knife in his hand, a short knife with a strange shape like a crescent moon.

The man didn't seem to feel nervous or foe-like.

The man was very calm, calmly clasped his arms, and held a short knife shaped like a crescent moon in his palm.

"I am not your enemy. The voice of the figure in black was delicate and soft. There is even a sharpness in the softness, like a cotton needle.

It sounded like a woman's.

Keluo Changfeng and Huang Fuyi knew that this was not a woman.

"But we're not friends either. Huang Fuyi said.

He never made friends with people, even in the academy, except for his fellow disciple Luo Changfeng, who was one year later than him, he didn't have any friends.

Because he thinks it's a burden!

"I have no ill will towards you. The figure in black continued.

"Is it a good intention to disturb people's dreams?" Luo Changfeng answered.

The figure in black retreated step by step between his words, but did not reveal true hostility.

Luo Changfeng naturally saw this.

It's just that that's not what he really wants to see.

What he needs is the truth, the truth that is unabashedly exposed to the stars.

So no matter whether the figure in black retreats or not, he and his senior brother will press forward step by step.

"There is a sentence, a sentence for someone else. The figure in black said as if he wanted to reveal his hole cards.

"Who?"

"A friend, a friend in life and death. ”

"What?"

"It's unpredictable. The figure in black only said four words.

Very simple but hard to understand.

Luo Changfeng, who does not practice heavenly mental arithmetic and does not cultivate human arithmetic, cannot calculate the heavenly machine, let alone speculate about the heavenly machine for no reason. Then the heavenly machine referred to here is the heavenly machine of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.

It's unpredictable!

Are you saying that the old man is not credible?

Luo Changfeng fell into deep thought.

Huang Fuyi didn't speak either.

The figure in black said, "The words have been brought, can I leave?"

Huang Fuyi shook his head: "It is easy to please the gods and it is difficult to send the gods, you should have heard of this proverb." ”

The figure in black laughed mockingly, "What? You still want to keep me?"

Huang Fuyi said: "Why not?"

The figure in black looked at the short knife shaped like a crescent moon in his hand, and said to himself, "I'm just worried that you are too arrogant." ”

Huang Fuyi said: "You might as well try." ”

Bodhi Academy has always been very arrogant, and the arrogance of the academy comes from the unphased Taoist sect in the Forgetful River. Huang Fuyi is a student of the academy and a descendant of the Wuxiang Dao Sect, so he naturally inherited this arrogance.

The senior brother said that he might as well try it.

The man in black has already taken out the knife.

The short knife shaped like a crescent moon was extremely cold, and the cold light was as clear as the moon.

The speed of the man in black's knife is very fast, the amplitude is very small, the angle is extremely tricky, and there is no fancy one.

Straightforward, as if the knife was used to take people's lives.

The moment Luo Changfeng, who had not been taken seriously by the man in black from beginning to end, saw the sword light, countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

He is the son of Luo Ling.

Luo Ling was the first leader of Yan Lingwei.

Yan Lingwei is the sharpest sword of the Great Yan Empire, once it is attacked, it will definitely contain the throat of the enemy.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng is very familiar with this kind of knife or sword technique.

The black-clothed man's knife technique is very similar to Yan Lingwei's, like a habitual technique developed after special and systematic killing training.

Regarding the identity of this person, Luo Changfeng became more and more curious.

Of course, it was just out of curiosity, and he didn't worry about his senior brother at all, especially when he encountered an opponent who wielded a knife.

Because Huang Fuyi can also make a knife!

If Bai Yu, the seventh-ranked knife idiot on the Tianque list, is Luo Changfeng's teacher who cultivates swords, then Huang Fuyi can be regarded as his uncle.

When Bai Yu, a knife idiot, was still a Taoist master in the academy, he had an excellent relationship with his senior brother Huang Fuyi, and the two were inseparable friends.

The knife book that Luo Changfeng read when he learned the knife in the library building said that it was a collection of books in the library, but in fact, it was a gift from the knife idiot Bai Yu to his senior brother Huang Fuyi.

A cold knife shaped like a crescent moon came to his face.

Huang Fuyi also held a knife in his hand at any time, the same bamboo knife that Luo Changfeng had made.

He was holding a bamboo knife in his hand, but his body was already covered with stars.

A dazzling sword light emerged from Huang Fuyi's palm, and the sword light began to string along the countless star points in the surrounding void, and the sword light strung all the stars together, looking at it from a distance, like the Milky Way and meteors within reach.

Only Luo Changfeng knew that those stars were not real stars, but the mapping of the spiritual points in his body. Those lines that run through the star points are not star paths, but the qi veins and veins refined by refining qi between the spirit points.

The stars and the star path, the spirit acupoint is in the qi vein, which is the essence of the cultivation of the sword idiot Bai Yu Dao.

Huang Fu Yi unleashed a luxurious and dazzling sword domain.

The short knife shaped like a crescent moon in the black-clothed man's hand stabbed at the boundary wall of the Sword Domain.

Swords overflowing!

Countless fragments of sparks flew in the wilderness like meteors!

A manic hurricane swept through the deserted streets!

Luo Changfeng, who was deep in the hurricane, stood unsteadily, and took a few steps back.

The light produced by the collision between the short knife and the knife field was so dazzling that it illuminated almost half of the street.

Luo Changfeng used the dazzling light to see a rickety and emaciated figure appear at the end of the street.

It was an old man who sold candy.

The old man carried a burden, and in the burden sat a little girl who was munching on a sugar gourd.

When Luo Changfeng saw that figure for the first time, the old man and the little girl were still far away at the end of the street.

When Luo Changfeng raised his eyes again to confirm, the old man who sold the candy was already standing in front of him.

The little girl who nibbled on the sugar gourd only had a slender bamboo skewer stained with a little sugar stain in her hand.

The little girl stretched out her hand to Luo Changfeng, just like the cute appearance when she handed Luo Changfeng half a sugar gourd during the day.

Luo Changfeng didn't reach out to touch the little girl's head this time.

Because he felt a coldness, a coldness that penetrated deep into his bones.

His eyes were filled with horror.

He saw that the slender bamboo stick had turned into a thin and thin long sword!

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