Eagle Three Claws and Yitian, and a few beautiful cuties have been staying in Li Yuntian's villa waiting for the news of Wang Jinhan's return, only to see the direction of Liu Qingfeng Manor on the outskirts of the city constantly flashing with a faint light, and the loud noise is continuous, even the entire capital can be heard, but everyone knows that the sound comes from the home of the prince in the north, and who dares to investigate?

Yitian sat quietly on the sofa with those beauties and waited, only Eagle Three-Claw turned around and turned around very irritably, after waiting for half an hour, Eagle Three-Claw's impatience finally couldn't bear it, turned his head and said, "The master hasn't come back for so long, isn't there a stronger enemy there?" On the other hand, I think we should check it out! If something really bad happens, we can work together to deal with it! ”

"Amitabha!" Yitian smiled, looked at the eagle's three claws and said, "Eagle, I have always felt that there is no one in your big eyes, but I didn't expect to say a word today!" But...... Sister Li, are there other stakes in Liu Qingfeng's manor? ”

"First of all, although my eagle is an eagle, he speaks only human language, you can't discriminate against animals!" Li Xiaoshuang was not just sarcastic or defending, and only said after the warning, "If it is my understanding, there are only two masters in the manor, Liu Qingfeng and Heisha. But it is not excluded that there are still masters hiding in the shadows, after all, a cunning person like Liu Qingfeng will not be without this possibility! The eagle is right, I think you'd better pick it up! ”

"Since even my wife said so, let's go and see! It's better to take it than to wait here! Before Li Xiaoshuang's words fell, Eagle Three Claws stood up and hugged Li Xiaoshuang tightly, and jumped out of the window without waiting for Li Xiaoshuang to react, smiled according to the sky, and said to the girls, "Then I'll go and see it too, you can wait patiently!" As he spoke, he flashed and disappeared into the night after the eagle's talons......

The man in black turned his head, but he didn't see anyone, and suddenly felt a sharp sword qi coming from the front, and he couldn't help but retreat suddenly, and the Qing Ying Divine Sword shone with a blue light against his chest, only to see an itchy white light piercing his chest, attacking the sword body of the Qing Ying Divine Sword before being neutralized. Rao is like this, the man in black still felt a slight numbness in the tiger's mouth, and couldn't help but be shocked: this person just made himself feel like he was unable to resist with just a casual blow, could it be that this person's cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building? !

Thinking in his heart, he looked up at the attack, and the person who was originally talking behind him had come to the front and unlocked the acupoints of the nine people at some point. This person's gray hair was casually draped, he was dressed in a snow-white robe, only a blue rope was tied around his waist, and a long sword shook slightly in his hand, giving people a feeling of incomparable chic.

"I wonder who this senior is? Could it be that he is also a person of Tianluan? Taking a deep breath, the man in black asked with a slight fist clenched at the white-haired old man.

"Hmph......" The white-haired old man smiled faintly, looking up at the bright moonlight, as if he was sighing, "I also forgot what my name was." You can call me the breeze, though. ”

"The wind is blowing?!" The man in black was stunned, he didn't know anyone else, but he knew who the wind was clear! That is the beginning ancestor of the Huashan Sect that has been destroyed for a long time! How many years should you have lived? If this Feng Qingyang is the legendary founder of the Huashan faction, then he is seven or eight hundred years old, right?

"What, you know me?" Feng Qingyang turned his head to look at the man in black and asked lightly. Although his hair is gray, there is no wrinkle on his face, but his face is full of red light, and he has a childish appearance.

"I know that the founding patriarch of the Huashan faction is called Feng Qingyang. If he was still alive, he would probably be seven or eight hundred years old! Could it be that you are the old-timer? The man in black quietly put away the Qing Ying Divine Sword and put his hands behind his back and asked. This master is a master of playing with swords! Especially the Dugu Nine Sword that he cultivates is unmatched, and if he wants to use the sword in front of him, there is only one way to die!

"Huashan faction...... That seems to be a long time ago......" Sighing slightly, Feng Qingyang shook his head and said, "But now I have a new identity, that is, Tianluan's guest qing!" Boy, I have tolerated you killing so many Tianluan disciples. Now, it's time for you to hit the road, right? ”

"Not necessarily!" The man in black let out a low snort, and pushed his hands forward suddenly, only to see a huge golden palm print pushed towards Feng Qingyang, and then his body quickly retreated, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Yi Jin Jing?" Feng Qingyang said in surprise, the long sword flicked slightly, and an arc-shaped sword light appeared in front of him and attacked forward, unexpectedly stirring the huge golden palm print into pieces, and then said with a smile, "Since the old man's debut, no one has been able to escape from the old man's sword alive." Boy, you won't be the exception! As he spoke, a flash of white light also disappeared in place......

The nine black-clothed dead soldiers who were rescued were as if in a dream, and it took a few minutes before they touched their bodies with hindsight, and said with some surprise, "Not dead!" We're not dead yet?! ”

"God doesn't let us die, so we can collect the body of the leader! Now that the cultivation is so poor, how can he avenge the leader? We nine brothers might as well leave here and study hard in the mountains until we have enough strength to go out of the mountains to avenge the leader! The other took a deep breath and said with some dismay.

"That's right! The cultivation speed of following Tianluan is too slow, we might as well cultivate by ourselves! The other person also said in agreement, and for a while, the nine people left Tianluan and were ready to enter the deep mountains to cultivate like fools. No one would have thought that a hundred years later, the Tianluan Nine Swordsmen suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes, almost washing all the sects with blood......

In the suburbs a few kilometers away from Liu Qingfeng's manor, two figures, one black and one white, appeared in mid-air, and the man in black was helpless, he actually provoked such a **oss, isn't this death? couldn't help but clench his fists and said, "Feng Qingyang senior, how can you say that you are also a martial arts master, how can you enter Tianluan and become a tool for Tianluan to kill people?" Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and I hope that my predecessors will think twice! ”

"What is right in this world? What is evil? Evil is good, good is evil! I was just one step away from breaking through the shackles and into a more mysterious realm. And Tianluan has the ability to help me do it! The wind cleared the long sword and continued to shine with dazzling light, the robe was windless, and the white hair floated back, and said with a faint smile.

"No wonder!" Only then did the man in black know that Feng Qingyang's original intention of joining Tianluan was to break through the shackles. This old man has reached the peak of the world for many years, but he can't take that last step out, and in desperation, he does the opposite, giving up Haoran righteousness and throwing himself into the demon gate, just for the last small half step! So willing, so difficult, how can others know?!

"Are you ready to die?" Feng Qingyang flashed his long sword and asked.

"The bitterness in the hearts of the seniors and the younger generations know, but doing so will only make life miserable! You should know that in addition to the grievances of the four people, what the younger generations have done is also for the sake of the common people in the world! Why don't the seniors help the younger generations destroy Tianluan and return the world to peace?! The man in black took a deep breath and clenched his fists and said.

"Hahaha......" As soon as these words came out, who knew that Feng Qingyang actually laughed, still in that indifferent tone, "Boy, your ancestors may want to call me a senior, and you actually talk to me about the righteousness of the common people in the world?" Seven hundred years have passed, I have long seen it, today, if I don't kill you, no one will come! With a flick of his wrist, thousands of sword rays struck at the man in black, and the force was so fierce that even the air rubbed sparks.

"Senior, what's the matter?!" The man in black is called a sorrow, even the people in the world can't frighten this old man, does this old man really want his own life? Countless figures appeared in the air to avoid the attack of the sword, but unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang just smiled slightly, raised a finger and swiped at the void, and suddenly a shocking sword light rushed down like lightning towards the man in black.

The black-clothed man's pupils shrank, and he dodged in mid-air hundreds of times in a row before he dodged the attack of the earth-shattering sword, and a bottomless pit appeared on the ground, and the violent explosion slowed down Wang Jinhan's dodge speed by half a minute, and a sword finally pierced his body, snorted, and knelt on one knee.

"The swordsmanship of the predecessors is so exquisite, I believe that there is absolutely no second person in the world who can compare with you!" The man in black smiled bitterly and touched his lower abdomen, and after a few drops of blood fell, he recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and said with a fist, "Senior, if you kill me today, your hometown of Huaxia may become a ruin, do you really bear it?" ”

"I didn't expect you to have such a terrifying ability to recover, which the old man had never seen before. Boy, who are your parents? Feng Qingyang looked at the wound that had healed the man in black lightly, and asked softly.

As soon as these words came out, the man in black was stunned, and then he took off his mask a little lonely, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who my parents are." I was raised by my grandfather, but when I was seven years old, my grandfather died of a recurrence of his old injuries. ”

"It sounds sad, but most of the pride of heaven will have a lot of great fortune, and maybe your parents are great people." Feng Qingyang laughed three times, the long sword was horizontal in front of him, and he shook his head and said, "Although it is a pity to kill it, it is also helpless." I hope you can vote for a good family in your next life! As he spoke, he was about to flick his wrist lightly, only to hear a loud shout, "The wind is clear, I cǎo mud horse comparison, you dare to kill Master Lao Tzu?!" ”