As night falls,

The whole valley of sadness was brightly lit, and occasionally there was a slight sound of singing and laughter and the noise of children in the wind. The grease lamps on both sides of the ropeway entrance of the pen ~ www.biquge.info fun ~ pavilion are burning vigorously, and there is hardly a dim place in the entire road, even if someone sneaks in, it is difficult to find a hiding place.

Ling Zifeng took off the black mask from his back and put it on top of his head, standing quietly on the cliff, his black clothes hunting in the night breeze, his sharp eyes flashing with Dao Dao essence, and he measured the distance between here and the cableway.

Under such a sophisticated guard, there is no chance if you want to infiltrate directly. So he was waiting, waiting for the wind to come.

Only under the agitation of the strong wind, the grease lamp on the opposite side will inevitably become unstable, and everything around will become bright and dark. At this time, with light body skills and wind to cover up, even the deacons and elders sitting in the city walls and pavilions will find it difficult to find his momentum.

"Whew... Call... Whew"

The wind finally rose, whistling from afar, it didn't disappoint me after all, Ling Zifeng smiled faintly, in this way, the chance of successfully sneaking in was much higher.

A few grease lamps raged in a frenzy, and the fire was faintly crooked, and Taniguchi was plunged into a brief darkness.

A swift eagle and light as a swallow flew up from the cliff mountain hundreds of meters away, hovering over the ropeway like a phantom.

Finally, he fell on the roof of the small attic at the second level, lying low, while the people in the attic were still meditating on their knees, and they did not notice any movement at all.

Without making any stops, the figure soared into the air again, each time it happened to rise on the top of the attic of the level, and so on several times, it had already fallen on the treetops next to the sixth level.

The wind gradually weakened, Ling Zifeng's heart sank, if the wind stopped at this time, he would inevitably have to stay in this treetop, it would be easy to be discovered, and he had to act quickly.

But on the top of the city wall, there were two figures standing there talking to each other, and they didn't have any chance at all.

What to do!

Ling Zifeng was a little anxious in his heart, among the enemy groups, time was the deadliest thing for him.

Click... Cha...

A sound of trees breaking, Ling Zifeng looked down and saw that what he was stepping on was a dead branch, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: What are you afraid of!

Who?

The two men on the wall roared, and flew down like goshawks towards the treetops where the cracking sound sounded.

"Oops!"

"Not good, it was discovered,"

Ling Zifeng said secretly, and his body scurried towards the dark place on the right, but when he found that there was a bottomless cliff over there, he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

hum

The violent internal strength condensed between the five fingers, and directly inserted a claw into the stone wall, and his body was tightly attached to the cliff, waiting silently with his breath.

"Don't have a strong wind at this time, or I'll really go down to feed the snake giant crocodile below. Ling Zifeng smiled self-deprecatingly, teasing himself and relieving his nervous nerves.

But the time of the incense stick passed, and the people on it seemed to gather more and more, and there was already a firelight shining on this side.

There's no way, this time it's really just luck.

Ling Zifeng sighed, this luck is really back home, and the place I am in now is only less than two feet away from the ground.

For people in the rivers and lakes, even if it is pitch black within two feet, they can clearly see the figures, not to mention that they are still carrying torches.

At that time, if the other party suddenly makes a move, I won't even have room to fight back, so I can only wait to die.

Spelled.

Ling Zifeng let go of his scruples, and his figure rose into the sky, shooting straight towards the top of the city wall in an instant.

"Stop!"

"What kind of person, dare to break into my sad valley!"

A few shouts rang out, and more than a dozen figures chased after them from behind.

Ling Zifeng had just settled on the city wall, and in his keen perception, a dangerous aura came.

"Xiaoyou is really guts, he dares to break into the Valley of Sadness!"

The old and heavy voice, like a sinking bell and dusk drum, exploded in Ling Zifeng's ears. This person is very powerful, and he can conclude that he is a young man based on his breath alone.

I saw an old man, walking out of the attic with slow steps, looking Ling Zifeng up and down with slightly angry eyes.

It turned out to be you...

A trace of anger flashed on Ling Zifeng's face, he naturally knew this old man, the deacon elder Liangtang, had made him stumble at the beginning, when he escaped from the Valley of Sadness, this old guy chased after him, and he was slapped on the back, which can be said to be fresh in his memory.

"Since you're here, why don't you take off the veil and let the old man see who the young hero is. ”

Liang Tang's face was as usual, and his tone was extremely indifferent, as if Ling Zifeng was not serious in his eyes at all.

"It's been a long time, old man, it's time for us to settle the score!"

Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, and took off the mask with his hand, his face was also very ugly, and those memories of the past came to his mind, making his resentment towards Liangtang stronger and stronger.

"Huh. ”

"Who am I, it turned out that you were a little rebel, you still have the courage to come back, and the new hatred and old hatred Lao Tzu will be settled with you today. Liang Tang sneered gloomily, and his cold gaze fell on Ling Zifeng, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and stew his bones.

"Hmph,"

"Old guy, I only teased your granddaughter once, and I was forced by your good grandson, why did you toss me for so many years, let's settle this account today." Ling Zifeng's face was pale, his eyebrows were upside down, his white teeth were clucking, and his tone was full of bloodthirsty taste.

At this time, more than a dozen figures fell on the city wall, surrounding Ling Zifeng, and the weapons in his hands glowed with an icy cold light.

"Ling Zifeng, it's you, arrest it, put it in a black prison, and wait for it to fall. ”

One of the sturdy men recognized Ling Zifeng, shouted loudly, and pounced. A group of people saw that he had already made a move, so naturally they could only draw their knives to help.

"You're not qualified enough!"

Ling Zifeng sneered, anyway, he had no chance to sneak in, since this was the case, he would be turned upside down, it was a big deal to find a chance to escape, as long as the other old monsters didn't make a move, he still had this confidence.

Ling Zifeng didn't wait for them to get close, he made a move first, his hands arced in front of him, his vigorous and powerful hands condensed into claws, and the sharp energy lingered around his fingertips, poking out his hands in all directions.

Bite... Bite... bite

Ling Zifeng avoided a scimitar that was slashed in the air, grabbed his hand holding the knife, and struck him on the chest with one palm, and the figure rotated with the momentum, kicking sideways with his left foot and spinning with his right foot, kicking the two people away again.

There was a soft tearing sound.

Ling Zifeng revealed a gap, and a curved hook was inserted impartially, grabbing a deep scar on his shoulder.

As soon as the remaining few people saw that he was injured, they launched a strong onslaught, you attack, I will attack, and attack where Ling Zifeng is difficult to defend, and the moves are tricky and vicious.

Hum!

Do you really think I'm a bully?

Ling Zifeng was furious, his hands swirled, and his energy condensed into a scarlet dragon shape in front of him, and the terrifying dragon-shaped energy swam between his hands, bringing bursts of hissing roars.

"The dragon elephant is in prison. ”

With his angry shout, his left hand burst into the air with the dragon-shaped sound, piercing the crowd, and with each palm poking out, one person vomited blood and fell back.

Bang, bang, bang,

One by one, they fell to the ground, lying on the ground convulsing and unable to get up, this is still because Ling Zifeng did not make a dead move, otherwise I am afraid that they would even have a luxury of gasping for breath now.