After Meng Yirou finished speaking, before Feng Ling could react, she walked towards the mysterious person, and disappeared from Feng Ling's sight after a while.

Immediately, five more black-clothed people came in the distance, landing not far in front of Feng Ling, standing in a row, with a cold expression, an inviolable majesty, obviously the mysterious man's subordinates.

Feng Ling was a little surprised, these black-clothed people were between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five, but they sensed that their cultivation was above the Nine Heavens of the Warrior Realm.

He could only sense that the cultivation of the youngest of them was in the Nine Heavens of the Martial Arts Realm, and the aura of the other four was even more terrifying, thinking that they must all be in the Martial Arts Realm.

Feng Ling has always been very confident in his talent, but in front of these people, he seems to have some feelings of inferiority, sixteen-year-old Samurai Realm Nine Heavens? Now Feng Ling is fourteen years old and is a Samurai Realm Six Heavens, and in two years, it seems a little difficult to reach the Nine Heavens.

The further a martial artist cultivates, the higher the realm, the slower the speed of cultivation.

Meng Yirou disappeared in front of Feng Ling like this, it seemed that it was the first time she left herself to meet others like this, which made Feng Ling a little uneasy, afraid that Meng Yi would be bullied.

Although Meng Yirou asked him not to go over, since Meng Yirou said such a thing, it must not be easy for someone to come, how could he leave Meng Yirou alone?

So Feng Ling walked in the direction where Meng Yirou went, wanting to see what was going on, and he would never allow Meng Yirou to be hurt in any way.

"Cross us, die!"

The leader glanced at Feng Ling, said indifferently, and then, a domineering aura was released from his body, Feng Ling was almost ten meters away from the five people, but he already felt a huge pressure.

This person is definitely a martial artist in the martial master realm, and the realm must be very high, maybe he has reached the fifth heaven of the martial artist realm, this is Feng Ling's first feeling.

In the face of such a strong man, Feng Ling didn't dare to move forward rashly, so he could only stand there and think of other ways.

"Hehe, Miss Yirou, I learned that you were in the Heavenly Dao Academy after the Wind Clan's inquiry, and I finally met you today!" a young man in black came to Meng Yirou, bent down and smiled.

This young man, not too old, about twenty-four or five years old, looks a little mature and handsome, although his appearance is not as good as Feng Ling, but judging from the aura fluctuations emanating from his body, Feng Ling definitely cannot be compared.

A black suit wrapped around the young man's sturdy body, yes, he was even more mysterious, his face was angular, and his steady temperament exuded, coupled with the appearance of five black-clothed people waiting on the periphery not far away, which completely highlighted his identity as the leader of the other five black-clothed people.

"Miss Yirou, I am the deputy commander of the Dream Immortal Army, my name is Demon Night" The young man who claimed to be the Demon Night took a step back and said respectfully. "I'm here to take the young lady back on the orders of the realm lord!"

"I said I would go back myself, so why did you have to come all the way here. ”

The arrival of the six people in the magic night made Demeng Yirou unexpected, her face was slightly cold, as if she had changed into a different person, completely lost the petite cuteness she showed in front of Feng Ling before, playful and smart, and even spoke with coldness.

"The orders of the Realm Lord can only be followed, and the young lady must return to the clan before she is fifteen years old. Moye smiled slightly, and the second half of the sentence was very domineering, as if no one could change what he wanted to do today, and he had to do it.

"Commander of the Demon Night, that promising young man doesn't know what to do, let him go, he refuses, ask you whether to kill him?" a man in black came to the Demon Night and arched his hand.

The young man in black is naturally Feng Ling, Feng Ling's cultivation is low, and he doesn't dare to cross these five people for the time being. But standing in front of him and refusing to go, this made the five people a little unhappy, which was completely ignorant of them, so they told him to get out.

"Kill!" Demon Night said coldly, his Dream Immortal Army was majestic and inviolable.

"Yes!" the man in black turned and ran.

"Stop!" Meng Yirou's face was indifferent, and she shouted, she guessed that it must be Feng Ling, and even if it wasn't, she couldn't let the people of the Dream Immortal Army kill innocents indiscriminately.

Meng Yi's soft shout fell, and she ran towards the five men in black, and when she ran in front of several people, Feng Ling was already surrounded by five people.

At this time, Feng Ling's face was a little pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, obviously he had fought with him just now and was injured.

"Less...... Are you alright?"

Looking at Feng Ling's appearance, Meng Yirou was a little distressed, but suddenly thinking of these black-clothed people next to her, she endured it and asked lightly.

She couldn't let these people know that the person in front of her was Feng Ling, the young master of the Wind Clan, otherwise these people might embarrass Feng Ling, after all, she had been in the Wind Clan, and Meng Yirou and Feng Ling had been together for the longest time.

This change in Meng Yirou, Feng Ling is a little unfamiliar, is this still the previous Meng Yirou? Now I can't even call myself a young master, what the hell is going on, is there anything unspeakable?

Meng Yirou's change made Defeng Ling stunned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing these six powerful men in black coming to Meng Yirou, Feng Ling felt that some of Meng Yirou's abnormal behaviors before seemed to be related to this matter, maybe Meng Yirou already knew that someone was coming to her.

Immediately, the five black-clothed men stood behind Feng Ling, as if they intended to block Feng Ling's retreat, in front of Feng Ling, Meng Yirou stood at the front, and the magic night stood at the back of the side.

"Boom!"

There was a sound, and the young man named Demon Night stuck a spear in his hand on the ground next to him, and the ground trembled, and said, "If I guessed correctly, this is the former waste young master of the Wind Clan, right?

"Who are you?" Feng Ling asked in a deep voice with his head held high, his face calm.

"Deputy Commander of the Dream Immortal Army, Demon Night, but it's useless to say it, you Feng Ling is not qualified enough to contact us. ”

Demon Night said coldly, his voice completely revealed his contempt for Feng Ling, today's Wind Clan no longer has the glory of 10,000 years ago, and it is in decline, what qualifications do its people have to have anything to do with them?

"Boy, your Feng Clan is just a down-and-out family, and it is no longer the Desolate Ancient Four Clans of the past, so it's best to be careful when you speak!" Demon Night spoke again, his voice revealing arrogance.

"I don't allow you to insult my Feng Clan!" Feng Ling's eyes were full of anger, and he touched the Spirit Ring with one hand and said in a deep voice.

"Demon Night, you shut up for me, the Wind Clan and my clan don't have any grudges, and besides, there are some origins, how can I allow you to insult like this?"

How could Meng Yirou, who knew Feng Ling, not know that Feng Ling did not allow anyone to insult the Feng Clan, and in the face of these strong people in the Demon Night, he wanted to use the Wind Emperor Sword to fight with him.

However, even if Feng Ling has the Wind Emperor Sword, how can he be the opponent of these people, just the cultivation of the deputy commander of the Demon Night has reached the peak of the martial artist realm, as long as he makes a move, Feng Ling has no power to fight back.

"Hehe, I hope that Miss will forgive, but I am straightforward and fast, and I didn't hold back. As soon as the words changed, he said indifferently: "However, this time, the Realm Lord has instructed that if you see the Wind Emperor Sword approving it, you should borrow it from it. ”

Speaking of this, Demon Night looked at Feng Ling and said, "I heard that Feng Ling has been recognized by the Wind Emperor Sword, our Realm Lord is very curious, I wonder if I can borrow a look?"

Feng Ling chuckled in his heart, the news that he had been recognized by the Wind Emperor Sword was indeed known to the outside world, seeing the outfits of these black-clothed people, it seemed that they were people of some great power, and besides, it should be far away from here, he had never seen it.

And borrowing a look? It's just an excuse, there is no return, who in the world doesn't want to have such a powerful sword?

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