Chapter 321: The Death of the Iron Eagle

"Are you...... Flying Demon?" Luo Xiaofeng was so surprised that he almost screamed.

Tie Ying was silent for a long time before sighing, "Since the master of the demon world, Xuan Mei, died, the flying demon ...... He is dead, and even if his people are not dead, his heart is dead!"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Tie Ying in surprise, trying to see the secret of his heart from his cold and deep eyes.

Tie Ying let out a long sigh: "In this life, the flying demon deceived a woman, and then he had Ping'er. Deceived by a woman, he fell into an endless dark world and became someone else's lackey and slave. ”

Luo Xiaofeng didn't speak, he was pondering every word Tie Ying said.

Tie Ying stood there with a confused face: "My identity, you must know it." ”

Luo Xiaofeng nodded and sighed lightly: "If I'm not mistaken, you are the Flying Demon itself!"

Everyone in the demon world has their own self, some are human beings, some are beasts, some are things, some are gods, and some are demons!

The Flying Demon is an Iron Eagle in itself!

The iron eagle that fell into the demon world became the famous flying demon. In fact, before Iron Eagle became a flying demon, he was a great swordsman, but unfortunately, in the Demon Continent, people only knew about flying demons, but they had never heard of Iron Eagle.

Tie Ying looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and suddenly had a trace of emotion in his cold eyes: "The Flying Demon founded the Hidden Sword Villa, but it's a pity that he was taken advantage of! Tie Ying looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and there was a sad expression on his face: "The flying demon is dead, and he himself won't live long!

Luo Xiaofeng looked at Tie Ying and didn't know how to comfort him.

Tie Ying stared at Luo Xiaofeng's face tightly: "Before I die, if you can let me take a look at the Demon Divine Sword, I will have no regrets in this life!"

Luo Xiaofeng sighed and said: "The Demon Divine Sword is really not on me, in fact, I, like you, am also looking for the Demon Divine Sword." ”

The little hope left in Tie Ying's eyes disappeared completely, and he knew that Luo Xiaofeng was telling the truth.

The Blood Flame Divine Sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand was slowly put down, and Tie Ying could no longer fight, even if his body was not destroyed, his only spiritual sustenance was gone.

Iron Eagle, as the flying demon itself, after the death of the flying demon, the reason why he was able to live until now has a lot to do with the obsession in his heart.

The Demon Excalibur is the only spiritual sustenance that Iron Eagle can survive until now.

The Demon Sword is not on Luo Xiaofeng!

Where the hell is the Demon Excalibur?

Iron Eagle doesn't have the energy to think about it!

The red sun is falling in the west.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Iron Eagle's face.

Iron Eagle's face was dead, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Luo Xiaofeng rushed over and grabbed Tie Ying: "You...... How?"

Tie Ying grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's hand tightly and gasped for a long time before he said, "My swordsmanship...... It's not good...... I'm just a sword slave...... The Sword Ancestor of Baimiao Mountain...... There's a book of Excalibur, you...... You can go get ......."

Luo Xiaofeng was surprised: "The Sword Ancestor of Baimiao Mountain?"

Tie Ying nodded, he grabbed Luo Xiaofeng's arm with both hands, used all his strength, and said, "There is one thing...... I want to beg you......"

Luo Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Iron Eagle's eyes suddenly burst with hatred: "Help me...... Kill ...... The owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa ......"

"Isn't the owner of the Hidden Sword Villa a flying demon?" Luo Xiaofeng was puzzled: "The flying demon is dead, how can there be a hidden sword owner?"

Tie Ying shook his head: "After the Flying Demon was controlled, the Hidden Sword Villa changed hands, in fact, ...... Tibetan Sword Villa...... The real host is ......"

Iron Eagle's words were interrupted suddenly, his eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word.

Blood, purple-black blood, poured out of Iron Eagle's mouth.

Iron Eagle was instantly outburst.

The muscles in the corners of Luo Xiaofeng's eyes were beating, and he slowly put down Tie Ying's corpse.

Iron Eagle had a very thin silver needle stuck in his throat. If you don't pay attention, you won't notice it at all.

Luo Xiaofeng gently clamped the thin needle with his middle and index fingers.

On Iron Eagle's throat, there was a small pinhole, and a drop of purple-black blood flowed out of the pinhole.

Luo Xiaofeng turned around.

Behind Luo Xiaofeng, the sun had set. The red light in the sky has not faded.

There is no one, not even a single figure!

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the stupid light standing aside: "Just now, did anyone come?"

Silly looked at Tie Ying's corpse in a daze, and shook his head in fear: "No one, I didn't see anyone." ”

Luo Xiaofeng nodded.

The late wind, the cold through the bones.

Luo Xiaofeng walked along the winding path, as if looking for something.

It was late autumn, but the grass on both sides of the path was still green and green, and there was no sign of decay.

Luo Xiaofeng sighed, this place is very close to the Yin-Yang Pool, could it be that the murderer who attacked the Iron Eagle came from the Yin-Yang Pool.

Luo Xiaofeng stood at the exit of the Yin-Yang Pool.

At the exit of the Yin-Yang Pool, there was not a drop of water, and on the dry land, there was a layer of dark black moss.

There were no suspicious traces left here, and it seems that after the murderer killed someone, he slipped away at a very fast speed.

A wisp of medicinal fragrance suddenly wafted in the evening breeze.

The medicinal fragrance is very faint and faint, and ordinary people can't smell it at all.

Luo Xiaofeng's heart was in his heart for a while, and slowly, his fists were clenched.

"Master, it's getting dark, where should we go?" Silly Guang stood beside Luo Xiaofeng and couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go back to the Red Medical Hall in Zhao Jingcheng!" Luo Xiaofeng sighed, he looked around, he didn't know where he was, let alone how far the Red Medical Hall in Zhao Jingcheng was from here.

Luo Xiaofeng buried Tie Ying's body next to the collapsed small stone pavilion.

The cold moonlight shone on the lonely grave, making people feel sad.

Luo Xiaofeng stood beside Tie Ying's grave, and he didn't feel good in his heart. The Flying Demon is Ping'er's biological father, and this Iron Eagle is indeed the Flying Demon itself.

When Luo Xiaofeng and Silly Light left, it was already late at night.

Walking along the winding path, I walked for about ten miles, and I vaguely saw the shadow of the city in front of me.

"Master, I'm hungry!" said Silly Light, whose stomach was growling.

Luo Xiaofeng sighed: "It seems to be a small town in front, after entering the town, you can find something to eat." ”

About five miles ahead, it is indeed a small town.

Next to the wide avenue, there is a blue-striped stone more than two people high. The blue strip stone is engraved with three strong big characters, Baimiao Town.

Seeing the words "White Temple", Luo Xiaofeng suddenly remembered what Tie Ying said before he died.

"My swordsmanship...... It's not good...... I'm just a sword slave...... The Sword Ancestor of Baimiao Mountain...... There's a book of Excalibur, you...... You can go get ......."

Baimiao Town!

Could it be that Baimiao Mountain is in Baimiao Town?

The sword ancestor of Baimiao Mountain, where is it sacred?

Sword Ancestor's Divine Sword Spectrum, what is it?

(End of chapter)