Fengyun Jing flew away, and the long flute was rotated in his hand several times and then put it to his lips, and in an instant, the sound of the flute sounded, and the sound of the flute turned into an arc-shaped light of light blue and flew out in waves and waves.

"Sa!"

Xiao Guang and the long sword collided with each other, Feng Yunjing thought that Xiao Guang could smash the sword, but he didn't expect that the sword was indestructible and still remained intact, the sound of Xiao Guang surrounded the entire lake, and the wind swept around, "Bang!" With a loud bang, the long sword was about to pierce into the girl's body, and at the last moment, the sound of a light blue arc flute sent the long sword flying ten miles away.

The girl was almost frightened, her eyes widened, her eyes were full of fear, and she was completely stunned in place, cold sweat broke out all over her body, and the sweat at the corners of her forehead flowed incessantly, dripping down her chin and falling on the grass.

Feng Yunjing raised his sleeves and flew into the air, once again urging the long sword that had not been broken by him, but the sword was really difficult to destroy, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't destroy it as he wanted. These two men in black are the most effective generals under the Demon Lord, and even the sword in their hands is difficult to destroy!

The girl's mind was blank, her trembling legs softened, and after Fengyunjing spun and landed a few times in mid-air, she quickly walked to the girl's side and held her, and asked with concern: "Girl, are you okay?" ”

The girl was stunned, her eyes became dull, her mouth opened wide, and she couldn't recover for a long time, and at this moment the two Demon Lord's subordinates flew again, this time not only the long sword was thrown out, but also the hidden weapons on their bodies flew out.

"Sa!"

"Sa!"

Two small flying knives accompanied by a cloud of black smoke and breaking the wind, a moment of fierce wind raging, black smoke swept through the entire forest, the entire lake, flowers and trees swayed repeatedly, the lake rippled again and again, the girl was terrified again, her face turned pale with horror, and she screamed loudly, "Ah........."

Two small flying knives slashed through the sky, tearing through the air by the lake, making a sharp and piercing sound. At the last moment, Feng Yunjing hugged the girl in his arms, flew into the air and rotated more than three times, the wind rose around, blowing up the long black hair of Feng Yunjing and the girl, the wind was like a thin cloth at this time, and the two small flying knives were like sharp scissors to cut it, "hiss........." The flying knives broke the wind, as if the cloth was torn apart by scissors and stones, making a sharp and piercing sound.

The girl closed her eyes tightly, her face could not hide the horror at all, and she snuggled into Feng Fengjing's arms, not daring to move. At that moment, Feng Yunjing couldn't help but think of the time when she first met Jun Jiyi, and she was probably like this at that time, which made people can't help but arouse their desire to protect her.

"Hiss........." two small flying knives closely caught up with the two, the girl hugged Feng Yunjing's waist tightly, Feng Yunjing's hand from the soul flute rotated several times and flew out, "bang" twice, the soul flute flew the two small flying knives together, and in an instant, another long sword flew straight away, the sword blade pointed directly at the girl in Feng Yunjing's arms, Feng Yunjing's eyes opened, flew up, and stepped on the body of the long sword.

.........The two small flying knives flew back again, almost catching Feng Yunjing off guard, the girl was frightened and cried, and tears fell on Feng Yunjing's clothes drop by drop, wetting the clothes on her chest.

Feng Yunjing held the girl's wrist with one hand, turned over twice in the air, and finally kicked the two small flying knives away in turn with a pair of feet.

After hugging the girl's waist and slowly landing on the ground, Feng Yunjing let go of her, and once again held the soul separation flute to his lips and blew it, the sound of the flute suddenly rose, and the light blue light originally showed an arc, but after dodging the two small flying knives, Feng Yunjing seemed to have opened his mind, and finally understood the soul separation technique that he had not cultivated this morning. His eyes lit up, and he swept across the lake, and now he knew that he could turn the light of the flute into one razor-sharp knife after another, a sharp weapon against the enemy.

Feng Yunjing blew the flute, his body flew into the air like a breeze, and the light of the flute quickly deformed, turning into one after another extremely sharp knives, sweeping towards the two demon lords' men.

Seeing this, the two subordinates of the two demon lords quickly retreated, casting spells as they retreated, and the black smoke in their hands swept into the wind, striking towards Fengyunjing. Feng Yunjing closed his eyes, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him, the sound of the flute became more and more powerful, and finally turned into a thousand knives, all of which stabbed at the two black-clothed men.

The Demon Lord looked at this scene, smiled coldly, and said that Qingqiu has a flute, a flute and a whip, which are Fengqing flute, Soul Flute and Soul Whip, when it comes to ranking, although the Soul Flute can rank second among these three magic weapons, it is too far from the first ranked Feng Qing Flute. At this time, Feng Yunjing, although he has the Soul Leaving Flute, does not seem to have mastered the essence of the Soul Leaving Flute, nor can he truly realize the power of the Soul Leaving Flute to the fullest. The Demon Lord couldn't help but blurt out, "Carving insect skills!" ”

As the words fell, the Demon Lord raised his hand, and in an instant, several circles of black smoke swirled around his arm, and then with a wave of his hand, the black smoke knocked all the knives that all the sounds of the flute turned into smoke and vanished.

Feng Yunjing's eyes opened, and he saw that one after another knives turned into Xiao Guang were scattered, and his eyebrows were twisted, and then the soul leaving Xiao Xiao in his hand shook out of the Xiao Soul and flew into the sky.

When the Demon Lord saw the light blue Xiao Soul, he couldn't help but be taken aback, his brows furrowed, and he exclaimed, "This is ......... Xiao Soul? ”

The two subordinates heard the word Xiao Soul from the Demon Lord's mouth, and quickly took more than three steps back. Originally, they didn't know what was coming out of the soul flute, but when the Demon Lord said this, the two of them couldn't help but be secretly shocked in their hearts. Once the Xiao Soul appeared, it proved that Feng Yunjing had practiced the Soul Separation Technique.

The Demon Lord knew what the Soul Separation Technique represented, and his two subordinates also knew it in their hearts.

Fengyun Jing has refined the Soul Separation Technique, which has become a thorny problem for them at present, if he has not yet refined it, then it is almost enough to deal with him, using the two subordinates of the Demon Lord, but after the Soul Separation Technique is refined, it is not so simple to deal with. After the two subordinates took a few steps back, they turned their eyes to look at the Demon Monarch together, wanting to ask the Demon Monarch how to deal with Fengyunjing next. Because at this time, because of Feng Fengjing's soul separation technique, they have become unsure of what means to use to deal with him.

The wind was still blowing by the lake, and although it was not as strong as before, it was still enough to make the flowers and trees sway from side to side, blowing up their clothes one after another, their sleeves blown up, and their long hair blown messy. The Demon Lord's expression was originally a little stunned, but he quickly returned to normal, coldly hooked his lips, and his eyes fell on the woman behind Feng Yunjing.

He regained his composure, both on his face and in his heart, because he thought that this woman must be Fengyunjing's weakness at this time.

As long as this woman is caught, it will not be far from Fengyunjing's surrender.

Sure enough, after the Demon Lord set his eyes on the girl beside Feng Yunjing, his two subordinates understood, glanced at each other, and nodded to each other, "Whew!" As if there was a tacit understanding, they walked up together again, and even the pace speed was exactly the same.

The two men of the Demon Lord made a move this time, and the starting point was all towards the girl's body, and after they had walked a short distance, they quickly separated, one flew into the air, the long sword in his hand flew out, and threw it in the direction of the woman, and the other leaned sideways to the sky, and a pair of feet quickly swiped towards the girl from the ground.

The girl's eyes seemed to be frightened for a moment, and she exclaimed, "Help, ah........."

Fear overflowed in her heart until she was completely out of control, and even Feng Yunjing was in front of her to block her for her, and she seemed to be completely unaware, so she turned her head and ran back.

Feng Yunjing turned around, caught up with the girl, and said while chasing: "Girl, don't run away, otherwise I won't be able to protect you!" ”

However, the girl seemed to be inaudible, so anxious that Feng Fengjing flew up quickly, holding the soul flute in the air and blowing the flute, and the countless flying knives turned into flew towards the two demon lords' men, at this moment, the two subordinates quickly changed directions and flew towards the girl from different directions, even if the soul flute was powerful, it was impossible to resist the enemy from both directions at the same time, and it was impossible to protect one side, but not the other.

The Demon Lord slanted the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly, leaving the soul flute, after all, it is not as good as Feng Qingdi, Feng Yunjing is also inferior to Feng Yuanzhi, using a woman to deal with him, the odds of winning will not be ordinarily small.

In the end, Feng Yunjing was still unable to resist the joint attack of the two subordinates, and the girl was arrested.

Feng Yunjing threw his sleeves from mid-air, looked at the black-clothed subordinate who grabbed her and said, "Let her go!" ”

The black-clothed subordinate said coldly: "Whether to let her go or not is up to the Demon Lord to decide, so if you want us to let her go, then you go and kneel down for our Demon Lord and beg him!" ”

Fengyun Jing snorted coldly, begging for the Demon Lord? Immortals never ask for evil spirits, and if they really fall to the point of kneeling down and begging the demon lord, it is better to let him die.

The girl looked at Feng Yunjing and said, "Childe, I'm sorry, I bothered you, you don't have to worry about me, you go quickly!" ”

Feng Yunjing said: "No, I caused you to be tired, they were originally coming for me." ”

The girl said: "Childe, even if they are coming for you, their target is not me but you, and now I have become a hostage of their threats to you, you should leave quickly, don't worry about me." ”

Fengyun Jing raised his eyebrows, and blew the flute again with the soul flute in his hand, and at this time, the figure of the demon lord flashed, and he appeared next to the girl in the blink of an eye.

The Demon Lord grabbed the girl's neck with one hand, and the girl was out of breath in an instant, her face turned red, and red blood marks gradually appeared on her neck, and the Demon Lord said coldly: "Fengyunjing, let me ask you, do you like this girl?" ”

Feng Yunjing looked at him coldly, "This kind of question is extremely boring!" ”

"Bored?" The Demon Lord increased the force of pinching the girl's neck, and the pain made the girl not only breathless, but also the bones seemed to be about to be screwed to pieces, "Ah......... Son......... Come on! ”

Feng Yunjing's eyebrows tightened, and he looked at the Demon Monarch and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The Demon Lord said: "It's very simple, take you back to my Demon Capital." ”

Feng Yunjing said: "Wishful thinking! ”

The Demon Lord smiled, "Then you have to take a good look at whether this monarch is delusional!" ”

"Ah........." The girl suddenly let out a painful scream, at this time, she has been pinched by the Demon Lord to the deathbed, as long as the same force is pinched, the girl will even be wrenched off, and there will be no corpse.

Of course, the Demon Lord would not let her die, he would keep her life and force Fengyun Jing to surrender.

Feng Yunjing's eyes were full of distress for the girl, and said: "You let her go, I promise you to go back to the magic capital with you." ”

The Demon Lord looked up to the sky and laughed, "For the sake of a woman, I am willing to be arrested, and I don't know what you are trying to do." ”

Feng Yunjing said: "What's the picture? Don't think that anyone can be as unkind as you and kill your wife with your own hands in order to take power! ”

The Demon Lord's expression suddenly froze, this matter was originally known only to him, I don't know when it was discovered by the Yuanjun of Xian, after the Yuanjun of Xian said this, not only Ji Yuan and Fengyunjing, I am afraid that soon even the Eight Desolations and Liuhe can be spread, he hated others to tell him about it in person, his heart tightened, and he almost screwed the girl to death.

The girl used up what little strength she had left, and said with difficulty, "Father........ Son, Thousand ........ Don't ........ ....... with him Return........ Magic City ........"

Feng Yunjing raised his right hand, and the soul separation flute in his hand turned into a light blue light and gradually disappeared.

The wind by the lake gradually changed from big to small, from sharp to slow, the swaying flowers and plants gradually stopped, and the lake surface with ripples became more and more calm, and there was gradually no wind around, Feng Yunjing looked at the demon monarch and said in a condensed voice: "Let her go, I'll go with you." ”

The Demon Lord sneered at the corners of his mouth, "Very good, you two will arrest him." ”

Two subordinates listened to the order, and one of them grabbed one of Feng Yunjing's hands and held him back with his backhand.

Feng Yunjing looked at the Demon Lord and said, "You've already arrested me, it's time to let her go." ”

Who knew that the Demon Lord turned his face and asked rhetorically, "Oh? When did I promise you to let her go? ”

Fengyun Jing's eyebrows tightened, and he said urgently: "You ........."

The Demon Lord said: "Don't get excited, as long as you listen to me obediently, she will definitely not die." ”

Feng Yunjing gritted his teeth and clenched his fists suddenly, "Don't be honest, despicable villain!" ”

The girl shed line after line of tears, and wanted to speak, but she could not say a word, until she fell unconscious, her eyes were black, and she fainted on the spot.

"Girl!" Feng Yunjing called out urgently.

The Demon Lord's cold eyes swept over the two black-clothed subordinates, and waved his hand, "Take it away." ”

"Yes, my subordinates obey orders!" The two subordinates answered in unison, and then followed the Demon Lord, bringing Feng Fengjing back to the Demon Capital.