Waiting for Ye Feng to come out outside the black mist, many of the Sword Sect disciples also chose to meditate on their knees in place, racing against time to recover their spiritual power.

Within the periphery of this group of Sword Sect disciples, several disciples were talking in whispers, looking up at the black mist from time to time.

"Senior Brother Wei, do you think Senior Brother Ye can find out the guy who sent a message to the Qi Spirit Sect, the Heavenly Poison Sect, and the Beast King Sect? If you want me to say that guy is too hateful, he doesn't know that it was these three sects that destroyed our Sword Sect and made us need to flee like this now. A young monk with a baby face was indignantly speaking to a middle-aged monk with burnt skin and a sad face.

"Hehe, who knows, but I think Senior Brother Night should be able to find out that guy. The middle-aged monk surnamed Wei raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his sideburns, and replied a little absent-mindedly.

"Huh, Senior Brother Wei, why are you sweating so much? Shouldn't we cultivators rarely sweat?" Babyface suddenly exclaimed, his face incredulous.

It didn't matter what he called, but the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei's body trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly reached out and covered the baby-faced mouth.

After realizing that his movements seemed to be a little too intense, the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei hurriedly let go of his hand and made a nonchalant look: "Senior brother, I have always loved sweating since I was a child, and I have been like this until I became a cultivator. ”

"Ah, Senior Brother Wei, didn't you tell me last time that you rarely sweat since you were a child, and you have never sweated until you became a cultivator?" Babyface had a puzzled look on his face, and he didn't understand why what his senior brother said twice was completely opposite.

"Well, that's your mistake. I didn't say that last time. The middle-aged monk surnamed Wei first changed his face, frowned and looked at the baby face for a moment, hesitated, and then quickly made a smile.

"Impossible!" Babyface cried out, "When the Sword Gate was still there, the master praised me for my good memory. Senior Brother Wei, what's wrong with you today?"

After Babyface said this, the black mist suddenly surged, as if Ye Feng and the middle-aged man were about to come out.

Seeing this scene, a hint of panic suddenly appeared on the face of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei. Especially when he saw that the old man seemed to be looking at this side intentionally or unintentionally, this person finally couldn't hold on.

I saw him reach out violently, grab the baby face, and the spiritual power in his body swallowed up, and instantly subdued the baby face when he was defenseless.

"Senior Brother Wei, ...... you?" Babyface was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't believe that the senior brother he had always admired would actually make a move on him. In his memory, although Senior Brother Wei has always looked sad, he is a very good person, whenever he encounters a problem in his cultivation, no matter when he goes to find Senior Brother Wei, Senior Brother Wei will take the trouble to help him. There was even a time when Senior Brother Wei's cave was destroyed because he recklessly broke into Senior Brother Wei's cave mansion, and even then, Senior Brother Wei never blamed him, but smiled afterwards and said that it would be okay to find time to refine another furnace in the future......

"Shut up!" the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei roared, grabbing the baby's face and about to retreat. At this moment, he didn't see the baby face of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei with his back to him, and the face of Senior Brother Wei, whom he had always admired, was hideous and frightened.

At the moment, the commotion here has attracted the attention of others, and quite a few people have already noticed the change. There were some Sword Sect disciples who had reacted quickly and had already taken out the spirit treasure and flew towards here.

Before more people could react, the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei roared, holding a baby face in front of him with one hand, and driving the spirit treasure with the other hand instantly injured several Sword Sect disciples around him.

"Get out of the way! I'll kill anyone who takes another step up!" After injuring several Sword Sect disciples, the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei began to retreat, slowly retreating in the direction away from everyone. At the same time, he shouted, "I don't want to kill him, I'll let him go when I'm in a safe place." ”

"Alas. A soft sigh sounded, the crowd dispersed to both sides, Zeng Rou walked out, she looked at the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei, her face was full of grief.

"I've thought a lot of people are ghosts, and I've suspected a lot of people. But I never thought that this inner ghost would be you, Senior Brother Wei! Tell me, why? I remember that you were the person who showed the most sorrow when the Sword Gate suffered the annihilation of the Gate that day. Why are you ventilating those guys now? Zeng Rou said, her beautiful face slightly distorted, and her words were full of sadness and sadness.

"Senior Sister Zeng, I'm ......" Hearing Zeng Rou's words, the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei also turned pale, and a look of struggle and hesitation flashed on his face. Then, the person's face changed, and he instantly returned to calm.

"There is no why. The reward I got for reporting to those three sects is something I can't refuse, it's as simple as that. This person spit out this sentence stiffly, and as soon as he grabbed the baby face, he was about to take off into the air and flee directly.

On the way to escape, the man pinched the trick with one hand and let out a bull's roar from his mouth. Suddenly, a golden bull phantom appeared outside its body. As its body moved, it crashed towards the surrounding Sword Sect disciples who wanted to stop this person. Along the way, this Golden Bull Phantom was on a rampage, and all the Sword Sect disciples who came to stop this person would fly out directly as soon as they touched the Taurus Phantom, and they would suffer some minor injuries.

Seeing that the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei was about to break out of the encirclement of everyone, he fled here. The black fog that had been churning up suddenly dissipated at this moment, revealing Ye Feng, whose face was calm and murderous, and the middle-aged man beside him who was hunched over and revealing a sycophancy.

"No matter what reason you are sending a message to those three sects, but since you have done so, then even if you die here, there should be no complaints. Ye Feng said coldly, staring at the back of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei.

As he spoke, Night Blade's right hand was raised, and he stabbed it out like a sword.

Suddenly, a gray sharp sword qi emitted from Ye Feng's fingertips, like a gray lightning bolt, it came first, and directly stabbed at the back of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei's head.

Then, this sky-killing sword qi flew out from the eyebrows of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei, bringing a handful of blood flowers.

I saw that this person flew forward a few meters more, and then fell straight down, and he could no longer die if he was already dead. At the moment of this person's death, the babyface also returned to cultivation. I saw him hugging the corpse of the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei with his backhand, and flew towards Yefeng with grief on his face.

Not far in front of Ye Feng, Babyface knelt down on one knee and pleaded, "Senior Brother Ye, Wei ...... The senior brother has fallen. Can I find him a resting place to bury him?"

"Half an hour at most. Nightfeng looked at the babyface and spoke.

After Babyface went to find a place to sleep for the middle-aged monk surnamed Wei, Ye Feng meditated with his eyes crossed, looking unwilling to say anything more. Beside him, the old man and the middle-aged man looked like they were protecting Ye Feng, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at Ye Feng from time to time.

Zeng Rou looked at Ye Feng, bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over.

Without waiting for Zeng Rou to open his mouth to ask, Ye Feng suddenly spoke.

"You want to ask me why I just killed that disciple surnamed Wei without asking for any reason, right?"

Zeng Rou was not surprised, nodded, and asked softly: "Well, I feel that Senior Brother Ye, you can completely ask the reason why Senior Brother Wei wants to be an inner ghost before making a move." And you don't have to kill him, I feel like you just need to abolish his cultivation. ”

"Oh?" Ye Feng opened his eyes, with a smile on his face: "How do you know that after abolishing his cultivation, no monks from the three sects will come here to search for his soul? In this way, our whereabouts will be exposed, and even after those three sects are prepared, what kind of response will they make, can we prevent it? I'm alone, it's okay, and if there are more people, I can leave directly, but what about you?"

"This ......" Zeng Rou was stunned, she really didn't expect this.

"And," before Zeng Rou could say anything more, Ye Feng spoke again, with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "Do you think that one person in this group of disciples is the only one who has sent news to those three sects? ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Night, for explaining it to me. Zeng Rou paused for a moment, and then there was a touch of sadness in his eyes. I saw her salute Yefeng, and then walked towards the crowd.

From Ye Feng's point of view, Zeng Rou's back looked a little bleak, a little thin, a little lonely and helpless......