In the following days, the Turks temporarily stopped the large-scale onslaught, but sent dozens of Turkic masters to challenge in front of Yanmen Pass, Yanmen gathered more and more martial arts heroes at this time, and dozens of Turkic masters were divided by a large group of martial arts heroes in an instant, and they fought endlessly. The Qianyuan Daoist www.biquge.info and the great master of the Turkic army, Ashina Sipa, seem to have reached a tacit understanding, and the original battlefield has become a ring of masters from both sides, fighting endlessly in the wilderness outside this pass.

Zhou Yu was still sitting on the head of the city at Yanmen Pass, watching a large number of realm masters fighting outside, and his fighting spirit was constantly surging, but he had no opponent, so he had to carry a jar of turbid wine and drink wildly.

In the border pass, Zhou Yu's own temperament has also changed, the most obvious is that he fell in love with turbid wine, in the past, he secretly drank the treasured wine of the old man Ximen all day long, and he was quite repulsive to the general wine, but at this time he drank this turbid bad wine and was happy.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu's expression moved, and in his perception, a shocking killing intent rushed in, Zhou Yu frowned, he already knew the source of this killing intent, and with a shake of his hand, the wine jar instantly hit the place where the killing intent came from!

The "......" wine jar exploded violently, and countless drinks flew like water swords.

Shrouded in shadows, but unable to hide a somewhat pale and handsome face, it was Mo Fei!

"Old Zhou, I'm sorry, I can't find a good opponent in this city of warriors, so I can only find you to fight again......" Mo Fei said coldly.

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, "It's exactly what I want!

As soon as the words fell, the long sword on Zhou Yu's body was already in his hand, and the first type of "Baking Clouds and Supporting the Moon" in the "Missing Moon Sword Technique" had already been cut out, and a gust of wind suddenly blew on the city, and under the raging sword qi, the surrounding martial arts masters retreated. In the battle with the Turkic army, Zhou Yu's long knife was damaged, and before he could find another good knife, he could only fight the enemy with a single sword at this moment.

Seeing this, Mo Fei's face did not change at all, and Zhou Yu fought for the third time this time, the two of them knew the roots, but they saw that Mo Fei's figure flickered, and he had already started sneaking, and the whole person disappeared into the sky in the sword qi out of thin air.

Zhou Yuchang smiled and said, "Mo Fei, your sneaking has no effect on me...... Look at it!" The sword qi around them became more and more dense, almost enveloping all the space within a radius of five zhang. The style of "baking clouds and supporting the moon" is a large-scale attack in the "Missing Moon Sword Technique", when Dongfang Feizheng performed it, the entire practice lake was raging with countless sword qi, and the lake was even more dense with sword qi like rain.

Although stealth is good, when encountering this kind of airtight range attack, it just happened to meet the nemesis!

Mo Fei's figure suddenly appeared silently behind Zhou Yu, and the short dagger instantly stabbed out like a poisonous snake, Zhou Yu's back was cold for a lifetime, and the whole person moved three feet horizontally, only to avoid this thorn, but only to see Mo Fei's clothes torn, obviously the blow just now was not lightly hit by Zhou Yu's countless sword qi......

“…… Zhou Yu, take me three more blows!" Mo Fei shouted, and immediately saw that the momentum on his body increased sharply, and the surrounding onlookers felt murderous, and they couldn't help but retreat a few feet again, and at the same time they were shocked by the identities of the two people in front of them.

The murderous aura was overwhelming, and at this time, Mo Fei was like a killing god descending into the world, and the surrounding space was covered with a layer of faint red, as if it was a blood-colored space.

Being in the blood-colored space, Zhou Yu only felt uncomfortable for a while, and the scene of being in the boundless Turkic army a few days ago seemed to appear in his mind again, and suddenly there was a warning in his heart, and he hurriedly retreated, but he felt a pain in his shoulder, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Mo Fei chuckled and said, "What's the matter, my trick is okay, right?"

Zhou Yu was amazed, but this move was similar to his sword intent, in the blood-colored space, he was involuntarily blinded by the killing intent, and even gave birth to an illusion in his mind, and the judgment of the outside world was inaccurate at this moment, and Mo Fei was incarnated as a killing god at this moment, Rao is Zhou Yu was awake quickly, and he was also stabbed in the shoulder by Mo Fei's short dagger......

"Amazing!" Zhou Yu praised, in this world, there are really countless heavenly pride, and even Mo Fei, who has fought twice, should not be underestimated.

Mo Feihu's short dagger was put away, and he sighed and said, "If you don't fight, you won't fight...... You don't have a knife in your hand, and your strength has lost half of Thailand, so I'm just pulling back a city, it's really boring......" He still hasn't said a word, and now he and Zhou Yu don't know each other, and they have become half friends......

Otherwise, the short dagger was attached to the poison that sealed his throat with blood, and Zhou Yu would probably have already returned to the underworld at this moment......

Zhou Yu laughed, although Mo Fei didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Zhou Yu didn't have this feeling in his heart, as a brother, he can no longer make a move without a bottom line, although Mo Fei's move just now is really powerful, but if Zhou Yu forcibly uses the "moon and stars sinking", even if it is impossible to send out the effect of simulating the change of color and time in the face of Mo Fei, it is enough to make it hit hard......

"I still can't make friends, that's it, in the future, I'm better to make fewer friends...... There is no great horror and great opportunity between life and death, and it is extremely boring......" Mo Fei sighed, then shook his head and disappeared into the sea of people.

"Old Zhou, you are my first friend, and the last one......" A faint word fell into Zhou Yu's ears, Zhou Yu couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled, Mo Fei, Tianjiao lost his hand in the battle, and missed the top ten Tianjiao, but its strength is extremely strong, but it is a pity that there is no opponent from now on...... However, the feeling of having multiple friends is not bad......

Glancing at the battlefield where the masters were fighting outside the city, Zhou Yu shook his head and sighed lightly, entered the Yanmen Restaurant, casually asked for another jar of turbid wine, and drank it leisurely. I lost the broken silver before, but the silver ticket is still there, and I got it to the Wanbao branch to exchange it for some loose silver, but I won't use the long sword as wine money......

The city of warriors is not only about killing Hu Ling, here, as long as the fighting spirit rises, anyone can fight in the streets. Just now, the exchange between Zhou Yu and Mo Fei at the head of the city caused countless masters in the city to be itchy, and they all found opponents to fight.

When Zhou Yu watched the battle on the street, a slender figure walked into the restaurant, carrying a long sword, even in this city of warriors, he couldn't hide his jade-like warm temperament, it was the ghost island Tianjiao who didn't see him in the tenth month, and returned to the island to recover his life, the peerless sword immortal - Zhu Jiayi!

"Brother Zhou, don't come to harm, right?" Zhu Jiayi saw Zhou Yu by the window at a glance, and as soon as his body moved, he sat opposite Zhou Yu and said with a smile.