The king's domineering attack is coming, and the momentum is so strong that people can't breathe!

The tall figure shrouded him, and the owner of the Red Feather Sword Sect trembled all over, looking confused.

What does he want to say?

He didn't know, he didn't know what was going on.

"Big, my lord, I, I don't know anything, I just want the feather blade ......" and the thousand feathers.

There was only so much he wanted, and who knows what that man did?

But it's really strange that after the man himself died, the boy was sucked away.

What the hell is going on?

Killing intent flashed in the eyes of the nine evils, and after a while, the spiritual power flashed like a sharp blade!

The sharp blade fell on the owner of the Red Feather Sword Sect, and the blood splattered, and he gasped, and then fell heavily to the ground!

An afterimage flashed, like a ghost.

"Lord." Feeling the cold breath on his body, the visitor swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

The Lord is angry, really angry!

It feels like this force is coming to an end!

"From today onwards, Bendi doesn't want to see the existence of the Red Feather Sword Sect again!" With that, he waved his sleeves and turned and walked away.

There's no smell of a little leaning here, there's no one anywhere!

Where did it go?

The suction vortex just now is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

"Dark." A low voice sounded, without a little temperature!

The afterimage walked by, and instantly appeared in front of him.

"Lord." Xuan Di knelt down on one knee, and felt the urge to wipe cold sweat.

Sort of, scary.

"Check, secret art!" He uttered three words succinctly.

Secret arts?

Xuan was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and then immediately came back to his senses.

"Yes!"

Did someone cast a secret spell on that woman, so that after she died, the princess disappeared with her?

Is that so?

Thinking of this, Xuan Yin quickened his pace and flew away to go away.

The Nine Demons stood in place, looking around as if they were looking at a mass grave littered with corpses.

Those who fall to the ground are already dead!

In the distance, a white soft sedan chair fell to the ground, and its slender fingers were as smooth as mutton fat and white jade, holding a spar.

There is a picture on the spar, and the person in the picture is none other than the Nine Evils!

"The Evil Emperor."

The Evil Emperor appeared here, just for Luo Qianfeng.

He had calculated that the woman would die, but he had only missed the evil emperor.

Now things are a little bit less rosy.

"Childe, that person is almost dead, won't Luo Tianfeng meet him when he goes in?" The boy stood outside and asked respectfully.

He really didn't know what Childe was thinking, whether he wanted to kill people or save people.

"Just to let her in." A hoarse voice came from the sedan chair, and there was a bit of unhappiness in the words.

"Yes." The people outside hurriedly answered, not daring to say anything more.

For Childe, what he decides is everything, and they still don't interject.

"Let's see if they can come out and do everything in their power to prevent the evil emperor from approaching." His plan must not be broken by the Evil Emperor.

Because of the evil emperor, he lost everything, and he would be very unwilling.

"Yes." The boy replied, and the doubts in his heart increased.

Childe took great pains to put a secret technique on that woman, so that the woman could find trouble with Luo Tianfeng.

The purpose is to lure Luo to the wind, but when people come, they are sent to that place?

Don't kill people, this is not the style of the childe.

"I'm going to rest for a while, don't disturb me, and call me when the results are there." The voice sounded again in the car.

"Yes." The boy answered.