Gu Changfeng's body was shocked, and he quietly left the river, he looked up and saw a mountain like a snake entrenched on the bank, and immediately judged his position, he was already hundreds of miles away from Cuiyanmen with the flow of the river. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"There must be a market of monks around here, and I'll go check the situation and see if I can find any useful news." Gu Changfeng thought about it, and went directly to the place called Panlong City in his memory.

With the cultivation of the Condensation Stage, even if he didn't have a flying magic weapon, Gu Changfeng's travel speed was much faster, and as soon as he pinched the magic technique, he directly melted into the rolling river like a fish and dragon, reappeared three hundred zhang away in the blink of an eye, and then cast the spell again and fled, and so on.

The water surface of the Yuyang River is vast, twenty miles wide, and Panlong City is built on an island in the river on the water surface of the Yuyang River, boxy, like a huge platform, and those continuous pavilions are scattered stones on the platform, surrounded by countless luxurious magic vessels come and go, and there are also many refining level monks in the sky who land from time to time, people come and go, and it is very lively.

Gu Changfeng's figure quietly appeared on the surface of the river, looking at the prosperous scene in front of him, information about Panlong City flashed in his heart.

Panlong City is one of the monk trading cities established by many sects in the territory of the Fish Swallowing Country, and it is the largest monk city in the territory of the bathing sea. The public order in Panlong City is maintained by more than ten forces, and half of the income in Panlong City goes to Cuiyanmen, and the rest is equally divided by the remaining more than ten medium-sized forces, so Panlong City is also one of the main sources of income for Cuiyanmen.

The reason why this is so is because Cuiyanmen is the closest to Panlong City, so it is most convenient to deal with what happens, which will divide the interests in this way.

Because of the protection of all the sect forces in the bath sea, basically no one has dared to spread wild in Panlong City, and the monks who come here to trade have acted in accordance with the rules of Panlong City, which can be regarded as orderly.

Gu Xifeng had been here before, so Gu Changfeng had his memories, and there would be no inconvenience between actions.

On the street, people came and went, in addition to the monks of the major sects in the bathing sea area, there were also many scattered cultivators who had no sect and no sect appeared here, as well as monks from the other two major regions of the Fish Swallowing Country, the Middle Region and the Demon City. These monks either bought or sold, making the entire Panlong City very lively.

"Gu Xifeng? Isn't he the person Senior Brother Du Ziyang has been looking for frantically in the past few years? So here he is! On the street, a pockmarked face looked at Gu Changfeng's figure, and sneered.

Gu Changfeng didn't know that as soon as he entered Panlong City, he was discovered. He strolled through the wide streets, listening to the various shouts in his ears, Gu Changfeng felt very trance, his body was mostly fighting or cultivating, and he didn't see much of this kind of prosperity.

The streets of Panlong City are paved with white stones, neat and clean, spotless, and on both sides of the street are all kinds of luxuriously decorated shops, countless heavenly and earthly treasures are displayed in the shops, which makes people dizzy, of course, most of the treasures are expensive, and there is no need to think about the difficult households among monks like Gu Changfeng.

Gu Changfeng didn't come for these things, in his opinion, relying too much on external objects is not a good thing for his own cultivation, even if his current body is not his own, relying too much on external objects will still have an impact on his Dao heart.

Gu Changfeng came here to explore the news about Wind Control Island, and at the same time to see if there were any magic weapons or Dao methods related to reincarnation and recultivation.

Gu Changfeng walked around Panlong City for a long time, but he found nothing, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed, after leaving Panlong City, he found a secluded open space, ready to sort out his thoughts, and see where he didn't think clearly.

Laugh at!

A green light suddenly cut towards Gu Changfeng, Gu Changfeng's figure disappeared in an instant, and the ground was instantly cut into a gap of nearly ten zhang, and with a bang, a huge explosion came out of the gap, and the smoke and dust were immediately filled.

"What kind of Cuiyanmen disciple, wasn't he still killed by my Strange Snake Lang Jun's Spirit Snake Sword Qi?" When the smoke and dust rose, a vicious monk appeared dozens of feet away, his eyes were like snake pupils, his lips were blue, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"San'er be careful, that kid isn't dead yet." An exclamation rang out.

Not dead yet?

The strange snake Lang Jun was a little stunned when he heard the exclamation, and before he could understand what was going on, he saw a familiar headless body.

"Is that my own body?" Before the thought in the heart of the strange snake Lang Jun fell, he directly lost consciousness.

Above the smoke and dust, Gu Changfeng's figure stopped steadily in mid-air, only to see him reach out and grab it, the third-order flying sword and storage magic weapon that the strange snake Lang Jun had used before had been taken away by Gu Changfeng.

Gu Changfeng's body stopped steadily in mid-air, and a strong murderous aura was suddenly released, looking at the place where the previous voice came from.

Before the flying sword in the hand of the strange snake Lang Jun could be shot, Gu Changfeng had already sensed the existence of the enemy, which was where his divine awareness of the flying sword was, and it was also the sword consciousness that many sword cultivators dreamed of.

With the swordsmanship cultivation of Strange Snake Lang Jun, it was simply wishful thinking to sneak attack Gu Changfeng, Gu Changfeng was surprised that in addition to Strange Snake Lang Jun, there was actually another master here, if it wasn't for the enemy's own voice, he didn't even notice it before.

In this place, Gu Changfeng didn't have much to think about, whoever wanted him to die would have to pay the price.

"Stinky boy, you are so bold that you actually killed the third snake child!" Two figures appeared in Gu Changfeng's field of vision, a fierce man and a thin man with a cape, at this time, the thin man was gritting his teeth at Gu Changfeng, as if he was going to swallow Gu Changfeng alive.

"Who are you, and why did you attack me?" Gu Changfeng said, his hands had already pinched the sword technique, and the yang and ghost brakes came out of the wind.

"This stinky boy turned out to be a sword cultivator, and he also has a top-level cultivation of condensation, boss, this doesn't match the intelligence!" The thin man looked at the two flying swords in front of Gu Changfeng, frowned and said, The three of them have undertaken a lot of murderous work in Yuyang River, and the most taboo thing is to encounter a situation that does not match the intelligence.

When the fierce man heard this, his brows were tightly twisted together.

"Who the hell are you?" Gu Changfeng asked again, and if he didn't agree with him, he would mean to be a killer.

"We are the three murderers of Yuyang, some people don't want you to return to Cuiyanmen alive, let our brothers take action with a lot of benefits, boy, you just accept your fate." The fierce man suddenly became troubled as he spoke, and a flying sword that was the same as the flying sword of the Strange Snake Langjun Imperial Envoy also appeared in his hand, only to see him raise his sword and slash, and a gossamer sword qi like a green line floated towards Gu Changfeng.

Although the sword qi of the fierce big man is not like the sword aura of the strange snake Lang Jun, it is virtual and real, like left and right, fluctuating, but it makes Gu Changfeng feel that this person's swordsmanship cultivation is at least a big realm higher than that of the strange snake Lang Jun.

The sword aura was like silk, Gu Changfeng sneered slightly, flicked his fingers, and the two flying swords that stopped in front of him each turned into light, like a black and white swimming dragon, and in an instant, they passed through the sword qi attack of the fierce man.