That night, Yang Zhen really did what he had planned in the morning.

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

The alarm he had set on the communicator in advance rang, and when he heard the alarm, the claws he was cultivating stopped, and he was stunned for a moment before he remembered his plan for the morning, so he shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, put away his claws, turned around and performed the light skill Cloud Trace Phantom, and a few dodged back to the shore of the waterhole.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yang Zhen's abnormal behavior, Nangong Shaoqi was very surprised, and Nangong Qingyu, who was originally practicing Eagle Claw Gong with Nangong Shaoqi, also stopped his movements and looked at him strangely.

"My schedule has been modified, from today onwards, I must go offline before twelve o'clock in the evening, and the time in the game in the future will be as long as possible during the day." Facing Nangong Shaoqi and Nangong Qingyu's strange eyes, Yang Zhen was still smiling.

After speaking, he waved his hand to them, smiled and said: "As for whether you want to change with it, whatever you want, if you have other things to do during the day, you can also practice here at night as before, if you have any doubts about what you can't practice, when I go online, just ask me." ”

Before the last sentence fell, his figure had gradually faded and soon disappeared without a trace.

"Wouldn't it? Modify your schedule? Okay, why do you need to change your schedule? After Yang Zhen's figure disappeared completely, Nangong Shaoqi still felt extremely puzzled.

He didn't understand, why should he change it to daytime when he practiced at night with such an atmosphere?

"I think he's taking the wrong medicine!"

Nangong Qingyu said with a cold face, and continued to practice that set of eagle claw skills.

"Then, sister, will your schedule change?"

"Don't change!"

Nangong Qingyu's face was cold and denied, and there was no intention of pausing when practicing the action of the Eagle Claw Gong.

……

What was the mood of Nangong Shaoqi and Nangong Qingyu, Yang Zhen didn't care, after going offline, he smiled, went to the bathroom with a happy mood to brush his teeth and face, and then really went back to the bedroom and slept honestly.

Before falling asleep, he also used his mobile phone to send a text message to his fiancée Qian Xiaolan, who was far away from his hometown.

"Xiaolan, good night, have a good dream."

Qian Xiaolan didn't have a mobile phone, but when she went back to see her recently, Yang Zhen bought a small and delicate pink mobile phone with a female surname and gave it to her.

At first, she didn't want to. Yang Zhen suddenly stretched out his head, kissed her smooth forehead, and then smiled at her cheeks crimson and said, "Take it!" You are my girlfriend, if you accept it, I will be happy, if I don't accept it, I will be sad. ”

In this way, she hesitated to accept it.

After the text message was sent, Yang Zhen waited for a few minutes, but did not wait for Qian Xiaolan's reply. knew that she should have fallen asleep by this time.

She is not like him is a night owl, after work at night, wash her face and feet, almost go to bed, at most, when she is still in good spirits, hug the quilt, sit at the head of the bed and read a book about clothing for a while.

Without waiting for Qian Xiaolan's reply, Yang Zhen smiled slightly, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Although I slept most of the day during the day, I was in good spirits at this time, but since I had to change my schedule, it always took a while to get used to it.

……

Just when Yang Zhen's spirit was obviously in the most vigorous time of the day, but he was lying on the bed and trying to fall asleep.

Feng Huo, who had been dismissed from the position of the master of the Chijiao Palace, stood on a small sampan with a gloomy face, and finally came to Nujiao Island in the middle of Dongting Lake in the paddle of the old boatman.

As soon as the boat landed on the reef on the shore of Nujiao Island, the wind and fire stepped on the land of Nujiao Island, and strode towards the main altar of the Nujiao Gang, the main altar of Nujiao Mountain.

"Wait until I'll get back!"

Feng Huo, who strode away, did not even look back at the head of the city, coldly ordered the owner of the small sampan.

The old boatman agreed repeatedly, not daring to refuse.

The old boatman could not forget that just about an hour earlier, the gloomy young man had knocked on his door.

"Send me to Nujiao Island!"

The young man threw a money bag on the dining table in the middle of the hut, making a crisp sound of silver colliding, which was very tempting. The old boatman estimated that the small bag of silver was at least twenty or thirty taels, and he fished in Dongting Lake every day, and it would take at least a year to save so much money.

At this time, the seventeen-year-old granddaughter, whom the old boatman regarded as his heart, rubbed her sleepy eyes, came out of the room, and asked, "Grandpa, who is looking for you so late?" Curiously, he opened the small cloth bag on the table.

"Oh, that's a lot of silver, grandpa, at least thirty or two miles!"

The granddaughter is very smart, but she loves money a little bit, and she dreams of marrying a rich man in the city.

But the old boatman knew what Nujiao Island was.

It is said that the general altar of the Nujiao Gang, one of the three top forces, is what a little fisherman like him dares to approach easily?

immediately embarrassed and politely refused: "Oh, I'm sorry for this guest officer, if outsiders are not allowed to approach Nujiao Island at night, once they are discovered, they will be killed!" If you really want to go there, ask the guest officer to go about twelve miles to the east, where there is a special dock for the Nujiao Gang, and as long as you get the permission of the Nujiao Gang, they will take you to the island in a boat, and they will not charge you a penny......"

"Bang! Click......"

The wind and fire responded with only one kick, and the kick did not kick the old boatman's body, but the old boatman and the old boatman's granddaughter were startled, and his legs were weak, and the old boatman's granddaughter was even more frightened and screamed.

It turned out that the wind and fire stomped on the bluestone on the threshold, and the bluestone slab more than 30 centimeters thick was suddenly stomped apart by his unchanging face.

Such a terrifying martial art, the old boatman and the granddaughter of the old boatman, are the first time in their lives to see with their own eyes. I've only heard rumors that I don't know if they're true or not.

The shock of seeing with your own eyes is naturally far greater than the rumors you hear that you don't know whether they are true or false.

In this way, under the lure and intimidation of silver and martial arts, the old boatman agreed again and again, and forcibly endured the fear in his heart to send the wind and fire to Nujiao Island in the center of Dongting Lake.

……

On this night, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and a bright moon hung coldly on the quiet night.

His legs were particularly thick because of the cultivation of the Dragon Descending God Legs, and he was dressed in a black power suit, and his face was gloomy and he came to the bottom of the hundred-step stone steps in front of the Nujiao Palace.

As soon as they came here, a team of ten red-clothed guards quickly rushed out on both sides of the stone steps and stopped in front of the wind and fire.

"Get out of the way!"

Fenghuo's face was extremely gloomy, he lowered his head slightly, and ordered in a cold voice.

"I'm sorry, the wind and fire, the gang leader has already banned you, you have been expelled from the Nujiao Gang, and you are no longer qualified to board Nujiao Island, let alone enter the Nujiao Palace. Please leave immediately! ”

The Praetorian Guards at the head had a cold and solemn face, and there was no respect for the look he had when he saw the wind and fire before.

"Look for death!"

At this time, the wind and fire that was already suppressed in his heart was a powder keg, and he ignited it. As soon as this person's words came out, he was immediately enraged.

I saw that in his angry shout, his right leg was suddenly stretched by the black energy, and a brutal leg shadow swept suddenly, and the ten guards who stopped in front of him didn't even have time to dodge, and they were all swept away by the wind and fire.

More than ten broken bones sounded together, and the ten guards were swept away seven or eight meters away like toys, and when they landed, blood spurted from their mouths one by one, and the legs of the ten people were all swept off by the wind and fire.

The dragon descending god legs are domineering, how can they, the red-clothed guards guarding the door, be able to take it?

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Clearing the obstacle with one leg, Feng Huocheng threw a sentence from between his teeth with a disdainful expression, and strode up the stone steps in front of him.

However, at this time, at the top of the hundred-step stone steps, a group of five people came down.

Almost at the same time, Wind and Fire saw those five people, and the five people above also saw Wind and Fire City under the stone steps and the ten red-clothed guards who were swept away by Wind and Fire.

On the smiling face of the Golden Buddha Maitreya Buddha, the smile suddenly disappeared, and his face sank.

"Wind and fire, do you dare to come to the Nujiao Hall to spread wild?"

"Hehe, dare to provoke the majesty of the gang leader, I admire your courage." I have always looked at the dragon sword who is not used to being in the wind and fire, and he laughed and ridiculed.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The corners of Leng Yue's mouth, which had the deepest personal grudges with the wind and fire, turned up slightly, and a cold sneer appeared.

"I want to meet the helper!"

Ignoring the words of the Venerable Long Jian of the Giant Jiao and the words of the Venerable of the Poison Jiao, Leng Yue without a trace, he looked at the Golden Buddha above the hundred-step stone steps with a stubborn expression and said.

"Hmph"

The Golden Buddha snorted coldly.

"As soon as you came, you seriously injured the gang leader and ten red-clothed guards, you have committed a serious crime, and you still want to meet the gang leader? Black Jiao Hall Master, take him down! ”

The Golden Buddha's order was given, and Xiao Xiaoyu, who was as cold as an ice sculpture, stepped forward silently, and the sword on his waist as thin as a cicada's wings was instantly unsheathed, condescending, pointing to the wind and fire under the steps.

When he saw it, he laughed angrily.

"Hahaha...... Golden Buddha! It's true that I'm not your opponent, but you let Xiaoxiaoyu take me down, and you underestimate me, right? Today, I'm going to let you know my true strength! Look at my three moves to defeat Xiao Xiaoyu, what face do you have to chase me out of the angry Jiao Gang! ”

As soon as the wind and fire came out, without waiting for the Golden Buddha and others to refute, they performed the pinnacle of light skills, and carried a whistling wind against the stone steps all over their bodies, and the target went straight to the top of the stone steps, Xiao Xiaoyu in front of the five people.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

When he rushed to Xiaoxiaoyu three or four meters away, he suddenly rose into the air, and his legs and windmills carried the shadow of his legs and his strength to Xiaoxiaoyu, who was still standing there with a cold expression.

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

Xiao Xiaoyu's sword moved.

Moved twice.

Every time the sword moved, four sword shadows flashed, and each sword shadow struck in one direction, and the four sword shadows suddenly flashed, just like the four wings of a butterfly.

Butterfly wing swordsmanship.

Butterfly Dance Villa's most famous swordsmanship.

The sword is like a butterfly's wings.

When the last time the four sword shadows flashed, two blood flashed out.

The shadows of the legs in the sky disappeared in an instant.

A thick thigh fell out of thin air.

And Feng Huocheng himself covered his throat with his hands, and fell on the stone steps with a look of disbelief on his face, and his left hand was propped up on the stone steps, and the whole person barely rolled to the bottom of the stone steps.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the stone steps, his expression still cold, but the thin sword had already been sheathed.

Red blood poured out from between his fingers, instantly staining his big hands.

"Ho Ho ......"

He still wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth several times, all he could get out of his throat was a ho-ho breaking sound.

Behind Xiaoxiaoyu, the Golden Buddha and the others were also silent.

The most exaggerated expression is the dragon sword world going up.

Leng Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and the look of shock could not be concealed.

Even Wen Zhu, the master of the Silver Jiao Palace, who had always been smiling, was so surprised that he forgot to keep a smile on his face at this time.

Before starting, the wind and fire are full of three tricks to solve Xiaoxiaoyu.

But no one expected that Xiaoxiao Yu would solve the storm with only two swords.

Looking at the Golden Buddha's equally surprised expression, it was obvious that he had not expected Xiao Xiaoyu's swordsmanship to be so high before.

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