The black-clothed man who was frightened away by the Great Elder and the Sword Gate Master kept flying until he was far away from the Sword Gate before stopping. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He took out a talisman, whispered a few words, and burned it. In the firelight, the man in black sneered: "Boy, run away, let the old man see how long you can live." ”

Qi Spirit Sect, in a large hall, many disciples are busy. Suddenly, a disciple stood up, ran to an elder who was cultivating with his eyes closed in a little panic, and whispered something.

"Hmm. I know. The elder still had his eyes closed, not paying the slightest attention to what the disciple had said.

"Let Hayama go. He's the best at doing that. Also, let Ye Shan choose a few more ordinary disciples from the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period to go with him. Think of it as an experience. ”

After a while, the elder spoke, in a light tone, as if he were just talking about something to eat in the afternoon.

The disciple bowed, stepped back, and slowly exited the main hall. After exiting the main hall, the disciple took out a blank piece of paper and wrote something on the white paper with his fingers as a pen and aura as pen and ink. Then, with a clear roar, an eagle with white feathers flew over. The disciple crumpled the white paper in his hand into a round roll and stuffed it into a special cylinder on the eagle's feet to hold the white paper.

The eagle chirped softly, spread its wings and flew away, quickly disappearing in front of the main hall.

The disciple looked indifferent, and went straight back to the main hall and continued to do his own thing.

The eagle flew to a mountain peak within the Qi Spirit Sect, hovered there for a few moments, and then landed.

Underneath the eagle, a young man was practicing swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is like an antelope hanging on its horns, up and down, and there is no trace to be found!

The eagle fell, and the young man also reached upwards and grabbed the eagle's neck. Without waiting for the eagle to struggle, the young man let go of the eagle again and let it go.

Raising his left hand, a piece of white paper that had been rolled into a garden roll appeared in the young man's hand. It was the one that the previous disciple had stuffed into the cylinder of the eagle's leg.

Soon, the young man finished reading the letter. After reading it, he smiled and laughed happily.

"This kind of thing, really, suits me. The goal this time is to call, Night Blade. ”

While muttering to himself, the young man stretched out his left hand in a claw shape towards a piece of bluestone beside him.

A powerful suction force appeared inexplicably, and the huge bluestone was torn apart. A mask was sucked and flown by the youth.

It was a blank mask, but on the mouth of the mask, a distorted arc was drawn with red paint, as if it were ...... Laughing!

This young man is the monk who killed the woman who was holding the baby Yefeng on that rainy night, Hayama!

On the same day, Ye Shan and the other three disciples of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Stage left the Qi Spirit Sect.

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A primeval mountain forest, the night edge is flying with the edgeworth. He planned to cross the mountains and forests and return to Caoyang County to have a look.

Suddenly, Ye Feng slammed into the air, and looked backwards.

I saw that the four black dots in the rear were approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Yefeng frowned and didn't move on. Although he sensed the existence of a Jindan stage monk among them, he was not afraid at all, and planned to see what the other party was going to do.

It only took a few breaths for the four black dots to come to Yefeng. See the familiar mask on the face of the man at the head. Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, and his voice was cold: "Ye Shan?"

The masked man at the head spoke, and there was a pride in his voice: "Night Blade?"

Then, Hayama nodded and affirmed, "Yefeng." ”

As soon as these two words came out, Hayama rushed out like a beast, and a blood-like red sword appeared in his hand, and pounced on Yefeng. Those black and white eyes were full of crazy killing intent and excitement!

Ye Feng retreated, pulled out the Caoyang Sword, infused the aura, and slashed down with a sword, wanting to break Hayama's offensive.

Who knows, Ye Shan didn't seem to see the grass yang sword that was chopped down, regardless of it, a sword stabbed at Ye Feng's head, it was completely a life-fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries!

Nightblade frowned, and then retreated. The Caoyang Sword changed from a split to a sweep, and the sword body rose up with a robbery desolate thunder, colliding with the red long sword in Ye Shan's hand with a rumbling thunder.

Rumble!

It was as if Mars had collided with the Earth, and the two swords emitted a violent sword sound at the same time. The thunder of the Tyrant Desolate Thunder on the Caoyang Sword roared again and again, and one by one the thunders made of the dark purple Tyrant Desolate Thunder appeared, smashing down the long whip in his hand like an angry tyrant!

The two swords kept buzzing, and for a while no one could help anyone.

Ye Feng's eyes became more and more cold, and his left hand formed a sword finger shape, stabbing forward, and he was about to send out a sky-killing sword qi!

And Na Ye Shan laughed, his left hand became a claw, his four fingers were forced, and he grabbed it backwards violently, and a huge suction force was generated out of thin air!

Suddenly, Ye Feng felt that the aura in his body was unstable for a while, as if it was about to be sucked out! Fortunately, at this time, Ye Feng's Heaven Killing Sword Qi was also ready to be completed, and he stabbed forward violently, and a dark gray Sky Killing Sword Qi had been struck!

Burst!

A splash of blood splattered, and a blood hole the size of a small thumb appeared in the palm of Ye Shan's left hand! This was caused by Ye Feng's sky-killing sword qi.

Getting rid of the opponent's long sword, Ye Feng frowned and quickly retreated, a little dissatisfied with the results caused by his Heaven Killing Sword Qi. This Ye Shan's grasp had a wonderful power that constantly weakened the power of the Heaven Killing Sword Qi. Otherwise, with just one look, Ye Feng can definitely abolish Hayama's left hand!

Hayama put his left hand on the nostril of the mask on his face and sniffed it very intoxicated. Then, he placed his left hand in the red arc of his mask's mouth, and crookedly added another arc. It looks like a person's upper and lower lips are hooked, smiling cruelly!

"Very well, you did a good job! you can really hurt me. ”

Hayama said, although he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his expression, it was not difficult to hear from his voice that he was very excited now!

Ye Feng frowned again, feeling that the other party was a madman. Looking at the three disciples of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period behind Ye Shan, Ye Feng turned around and directly cast his sword to fly into the sky and fled into the distance. He wasn't sure that he would be able to save his life under the attack of the other three, not to mention that one Hayama was enough to bear it himself.

Seeing Ye Feng turn around and run away, Ye Shan was stunned for a moment, and then even more excited, and ordered the three disciples behind him: "You three, wait here." I killed him and came back. ”

With that, Hayama was about to set out to catch up.

"Senior Brother Ye, let's go together, at least there is a care. One of the disciples suggested that he did not want to make trouble.

"Don't make me say it again! Wait here! Otherwise, I don't mind getting rid of you!"

Ye Shan turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the disciple who proposed it out loud, and he was murderous for a while!

The disciple's face turned pale for a moment, and he saw countless mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, as well as a broken corpse rushing towards him. In an instant, he bent down and retched.

By the time he looked up, Hayama had already left a long distance in the direction of Yefeng's escape.