In the early morning of the next day, there was a lot of discussion in the Xiaoyao Restaurant, and it seemed that something big had happened. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw a man in white, carrying a black long sword behind his back, with upright facial features and a righteous spirit.

"Have you heard, last night the various garrisons of Qingxuanmen were killed, and even the top ten elders also fell two, I heard that they were almost wiped out......" The man in white opened his mouth to talk to the people around him.

He was also flanked by a man in white, but it seemed to be his senior brother, as they had a distinctive logo on their cuffs, which were small swords embroidered on their respective cuffs.

If you are not mistaken, it should be someone from the Sword Pavilion, Mei Guhuan secretly looked at it on the side.

"Senior brother, let's be a little bit, we came out this time to participate in the selection of the Netherworld Academy, but I heard that the masters of the Qingxuanmen have already been released, and I heard that the murderer is going to be hunted down......" Another man said, his tone revealing rigor.

"Senior brother, I heard that this incident is related to the death of the eldest elder's son, and there are only five of the top ten elders of Qingxuanmen left, haha...... Our Sword Pavilion will definitely crush them. ”

"Okay, junior brother, I heard that Qingxuanmen laid a net to set up an ambush outside the city gate, threatening to capture the murderer alive, I heard that it seems to be a strong man of the demon clan!"

"Let's take a look, there should be a lot of people from the major cultivation sects......"

The two of them carried the black sword on their backs, threw down the spirit stone, and then turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Mei Guhuan chuckled in her heart, it's over! Could it be that Feng Jiuye's fool, he took the wrong medicine and singled out the entire sect?

No way...... I'll have to take a look.

So, she took out the transmission note from the space ring, anxiously left a few words for Liansheng, and said, "I have a step ahead, and we will see you in the Nether Academy!"

……

Outside the City of Winds, at this moment, the people of Qingxuanmen have already laid a net of heaven and earth and arranged it layer by layer.

Just wait for Feng Jiuye to appear!

The monks present were discussing, and some said: "I don't feel that person will come, who doesn't know that the master of the Qingxuanmen Gate is out of the gate, you see that thousands of disciples have surrounded the entrances."

"I don't think so, that person is threatening to kill his sect and let it destroy it, haven't you heard that there are only five of the top ten elders left!"

"I'll just watch the show...... Ha ha! ”

At this time, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in place, it was a white-bearded old man, the years had carved countless marks on his face, making him look old, and no one could see how he appeared.

He is Mu An, the master of Qingxuanmen!

It is rumored that he has been in retreat all the year round, and the big and small things in the door are handed over to the ten elders, and the great elder is very promoted, and over time, many people in the sect are headed by the great elder, and he, the master of the sect, is just an empty shell.

But now just looking at this momentum, I feel that the rumors are wrong.

Mu An is definitely an unfathomable powerhouse, it seems that this day is about to change.

In the crowd, Mei Guhuan was dressed in men's clothes, his black clothes were extremely low-key, his stunning face was worried, and his beautiful eyes kept staring at the center of the field, he shouldn't show up, right?

But the more people who don't want to appear, the more they appear.

However, at this moment, a helpless voice with a bit of ridicule suddenly sounded.

"If I say no, I'll kill a few wastes in your door, you old immortal actually got out of the customs!"

The young man smiled brightly, his eyebrows were slighted, and a pair of handsome hands were hooked up as if they were teasing, it was Feng Jiuye.

When Mu An heard this, he was obviously slapping him in the face, and said angrily: "Little bastard, believe it or not, I beat you back to your original form!" His face was full of wrinkles, and his beard shook angrily.

The face of the great elder beside him sank, his eyes stared at Feng Jiuye coldly, and he sneered: "A guy in the middle of the Yuan Infant has killed so many people, today is your death period, quickly hand over my son's soul!" ”

It turned out that as soon as Feng Jiuye heard the words of Phoenix Qian yesterday, he angrily hit the Qingxuanmen, and happened to see that the Great Elder wanted to give up his ten-year cultivation to use the Soul Banner to recruit the soul of Qingyuntian, so he took advantage of his unpreparedness to take it by force, and finally killed several elders.

Hmph, I want your son's soul, delusional!

In the end, this matter is still for the sake of flattery.

"Old horseman, I want your son's soul to kneel down and beg me, maybe Uncle Ben will give it to you if he is in a good mood!" Feng Jiu Ye said indifferently, his eyes becoming more and more gloomy.

"Look for death!" The Great Elder and Mu An were immediately furious, this was clearly a provocation, when had they been treated like this.

Mu An smiled strangely, pinched the Dharma seal with both hands, and seven fist-sized thunderbolts appeared, and with the momentum of a long rainbow through the sun, he went straight to Feng Jiuye.

Seven Killing Curses of Thunder!

It is rumored that Mu An, the master of the Qingxuanmen, has a famous stunt, and his power speed is very fast, and his momentum is extraordinary, which shows his cultivation.

Feng Jiuye moved in a step, dodging left and right, his body was elegant and chic, as if wearing flowers to attract butterflies, so that the seven blazing thunder spells all failed.

However, the most thrilling thing was in the back, the Great Elder smiled sinisterly, and slashed a palm wind towards Feng Jiuye's lower back.

Feng Jiuye's eyes suddenly turned bloody, and the darkness all over his body swelled, and he endured this palm for life.

"How could he have escaped my Thunder Seven Killing Curse?" Mu An was a little unconvinced, and his eyes were full of differences.

Mei Guhuan looked at this scene, and couldn't wait to rush forward, but she couldn't act rashly, now she has only built a ninth-layer cultivation of the spirit, this battle is not something she can participate in at all, if she is found and caught, and uses herself to threaten Feng Jiuye, it will be wasted.

"Haha, Ben Thunder Seven Killing Curse is nothing more than that, the Great Elder is still so despicable, it seems that you often do this kind of thing ...... sneak attack" Feng Jiuye's domineering aura was exposed, and his own cultivation was all unfolded, and he had already reached the Great Perfection of the late Yuan Infant Period, no wonder he was so fearless.

Everyone's hearts were shocked, when did such a talented demon boy appear in the City of Wind?

It's about to change!

"Damn, boy, you use your ability to pick me up again!" Mu An's expression was hideous, and he used the Seven Killing Spell of Thunder again, this time he obviously used all his strength, and the seven huge thunderbolts emitted high temperatures, flying towards Feng Jiuye at a thunderous speed.

There was a loud "boom", and in the smoke and dust in the sky, Feng Jiuye walked out.

Mu An was so frightened that his face was bloodless, once it was luck, and twice it was really strength! It seems that this kid must be the back of the demon clan's power, otherwise how could it be?

"It's time for me." The corners of Feng Jiuye's mouth were lightly raised, and a grand scene of the sun sinking and the moon rising and opening the world appeared in his eyes, and wisps of chaotic qi diffused, gradually condensing into a blood-shrouded magic sword.

This sword is a thought!

Demonic and murderous! The heavy aura made the monks present hold their breath, and many of them had even fled.

Those who have low cultivation, like those in the Qi training period, can't help but be hot-headed, and blood spurts out.

Mu An's old face was full of greed, it was actually an artifact, you must know that there are not many artifacts in the entire cultivation realm, who is this kid, is it the descendant of those big shots?

"Hurry back!" Mu An shouted at the disciple who was ambushing, but unfortunately it was too late.

I saw Feng Jiuye with an evil smile on his face, swept the sword, and the disciples of Qingxuanmen who were close to him fell one after another, and after drinking blood with a sword, they became more and more bright red, and Feng Jiuye's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if it was pitch black and could not see a little humanity.