"I wonder if Venerable Qinglong is still alive!" Fan Yu asked, looking at the green-robed monk in front of him.

"Fan Yu, this matter is not in a hurry, now we will deal with this matter first!" Qing Nifeng looked at Fan Yu at this time and said slowly, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Senior Brother Qing Nifeng! You are really a good person! You know! I have always respected you! But can't you tell the right and wrong of this matter?"

Fan Yu's eyes moved slightly at this time. "Of course I know!, but can you give me a face!" Qing Nifeng said as he looked at Fan Yu.

"I'm sorry! I don't have any special expectations for you! Now I just need to know if the Blue Dragon Venerable is still alive!" said Fan Yu, flicking the Sword of Destruction in his hand.

"No, I just got the inheritance of the Blue Dragon Venerable! he's dead!" Qing Nifeng said.

"That's good!" Fan Yu raised his head slightly, and lowered the Sword of Destruction in his hand, his face facing the blow of the rain.

"Did you hear that?White Tiger!Qinglong is dead!" Fan Yu smiled slightly when he said this.

"Got it, Fanyu, do what you want! Do what you want! Anyone who stands in our way! Kill it!" White Tiger's tone was also a little indifferent at this time.

"I'm sorry, senior brother, you'd better not hinder me!" said Fan Yu, and when he reached this point, he raised his sword of destruction.

"Fan Yu, why can't you listen to me?" Qing Ni Feng said directly in front of Fan Yu at this time.

"There's no need! Just like the previous sentence! The Tao is different! Don't conspire with each other!" Fan Yu said this, squinting his eyes slightly.

"Is that so?" Qing Ni Feng shrugged his shoulders slightly, and a long sword appeared in his hand, his long sword was directly pointed at Fan Yu's throat at this time, and behind the two people, thunder rumbled, and a lightning bolt appeared from time to time.

"Senior brother, you can do whatever you want! Come on!" Fan Yu shook his hand slightly when he said this, and then his footsteps slowly approached Qing Nifeng, and the tip of the long sword had already touched the skin of his throat at this time.

"Can I do whatever I want?" Qing Nifeng smiled slightly at this time, and the power in his hand kept flickering at this time.

"I want you to go back to the way you used to be! you weren't like this before!" Qing Nifeng directly put down his long sword, grabbed Fan Yu's collar and shouted.

"Senior brother, you have been in this martial realm for so long, have your eyes become cloudy! There is no distinction between right and wrong!" Fan Yu said with a slight frown at this time.

"I, I, I didn't!" Qing Nifeng flicked his long sword, the light in his eyes flickering slightly.

"Then what do you mean by that!" Fan Yu looked at Qing Nifeng's long sword.

"If you really want to fight, I'll accompany you!" Qing Nifeng said this, Fan Yu smiled, his smile was a little relieved at this time.

"The environment can really change a person!" Fan Yu sighed, and then quickly rushed towards Qing Nifeng, Qing Nifeng quickly lifted his long sword and waved it, but at the moment when Fan Yu had rushed in front of him, Fan Yu's body dissipated.

"It's gone!" All the monks were stunned at this time, Qing Nifeng was stunned in place, he touched his heart, he just now, if Fan Yu hadn't dodged, he would really have pierced Fan Yu's heart.

Qing Ni Feng was stunned in place, his long sword slowly fell to the ground, and the heavy rain fell on him.

"Young Master Qing Nifeng, you are doing a very good job! I can tell the head of the house!" the old man said this, and his body disappeared in place.

"Senior brother, have you really changed?" On the mountain peak in the distance, Fan Yu stood on the edge of a cliff, and the body of the white tiger beside him was gradually revealed. "Is Qinglong really dead?"

White Tiger looked at Fan Yu beside him with some confusion and said.

"Bai Hu, what are you asking me for? I don't know, you say, can the environment really change a person?" Fan Yu asked Bai Hu rhetorically.

"I don't know! maybe!" said the white tiger, bowing his head, some people are happy tonight, and some people are sad. Maybe in the rainy night, not many people can face things in a happy mood!

"Ahh Fan Yu returned to Shangwang City, there are still things today, but the events of last night seem to have disappeared from his mind, and one by one figures appear in his sight.

"What? Do you want to fight in broad daylight?" Fan Yu raised the Sword of Destruction in his hand at this time, his eyes moved slightly, and a trace of anger appeared in his pupils.

"No! we're just here to send you a letter!" a monk walked up to Fan Yu and took out an envelope and handed it to Fan Yu. Fan Yu frowned slightly, and his heart became inexplicably apprehensive at this time.

"Farewell!" The group disappeared in front of Fan Yu, who looked at the place where the group of people stood and was stunned for a while, and then his eyes were on the envelope in his hand. "What exactly?"

Fan Yu's brows were furrowed, but he still opened the letter, he looked at the content of the letter, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes welled up with infinite anger, and his steps quickly walked towards the city lord's mansion in Shangwang City.

"Your senior sister is a guest in the City Lord's Mansion! let you come together to —— Wang Cheng!" Fan Yu knew that this Wang Cheng must be the name of the City Lord, and the anger that could not be contained in his heart was surging.

"What person?" In front of the City Lord's Mansion, the two guards looked at Fan Yu coming menacingly, and a trace of severity welled up in his eyes, and Fan Yu shook the sword of destruction in his hand, and a trace of fierceness appeared in his eyes.

"Get out of here! don't force me to do it!" Fan Yu snorted coldly, the cold light in his eyes swept over the two guards, and the two guards shivered.

"Fanyu is here, come in, your senior sister is waiting for you?"

An old man appeared in Fan Yu's sight, and behind the old man, Fan Yu saw Qing Nifeng's figure.

"You're welcome!" Fan Yu slowly stepped into the City Lord's Mansion at this time, and Qing Ni Feng quickly grabbed Fan Yu at this time,

Fan Yu frowned slightly, he quickly released his Nine Palace Footwork, and easily dodged Qing Nifeng's hand.

"Fanyu, you stop!" Qing Ni Feng shouted.

"Qing Nifeng, how can you be so serious about the guests! Be calm! Fan Yu! Your senior sister is here!" When Fan Yu heard the old man's words, the pupils in his eyes moved slightly, and the slightest light flickered in the pupils, as if he was thinking about something.

Fan Yu slowly turned around and walked in that direction. "You'd better calm me down!!" The old man said slowly as he walked past Qing Nifeng's side.

Qing Ni Feng's eyes were much more solemn, his fists were clenched, Fan Yu looked at the house in front of him, he slowly pushed open the door and walked in, a long knife appeared in front of him, and his body moved quickly behind him......