Feng Qingyang didn't speak, he was cautiously on the side, he knew Jiang Bufeng very well, he was afraid that he would suddenly attack.

Night Wind smiled slightly, without the slightest nervousness, and said: "There is more than one person who looks down on Ye, so what's so curious about this?" shrugged his shoulders, indescribably relaxed.

Originally, although Jiang didn't believe much in the rumors on the rivers and lakes, this time it seems that the little brother is indeed a dragon among people, so Jiang is waiting for the arrival of Brother Feng and the little brother in front. Jiang Bufeng was infected by the attitude of the night wind, said with a smile, and after speaking, the figure disappeared in front of the two of them and returned to the car.

Leng Mian slowly disappeared in front of the two of them with the carriage on his back.

"Uncle Taishi, it seems that this road is not easy to break!" Ye Feng said with a relaxed expression, glancing at the dense forest in front of him, with a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"It's been many years!" Feng Qingyang didn't answer, stroking the long sword in his hand and said lightly: "It's been many years since I started killing, maybe many friends in the rivers and lakes think that I can't even hold a sword!"

Since the great changes in Huashan thirty years ago, the wind has never flashed, although there are not many spies of the various sects killed in the past thirty years, but there is also a slight war intent for the upcoming decisive battle.

"Uncle Taishi, it's better for you to suppress the formation of the apprentice grandson!" Ye Feng smiled slightly, his eyes flashed coldly, and said: "As for these little minions, let the apprentice grandson clean up!"

Along the way, Night Wind did not take the initiative to cause trouble, after all, he had returned to the Central Plains, for the martial arts factions in the Central Plains, Night Wind still had fear, this is not to say that Night Wind was afraid, but the Huashan faction did not have enough strength to suppress the martial arts after all, but at this time, in the face of their second provocation, Night Wind also felt that it was time to take action, and let them know how Night Wind's name of "Killing God in White" came from.

Hearing Ye Feng say this, Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, but thinking of Ye Feng's strong strength, even he was nothing more than that, and he could faintly feel a threat from Ye Feng, which showed that Ye Feng had left his hand when he was fighting with him.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Okay! Then it's up to you kid! Don't embarrass the old man and Huashan." After speaking, his body flashed away and chased towards Jiang Bufeng.

Feng Qingyang's departure is good news for Ye Feng, after all, he doesn't want Feng Qingyang to see him killing, but with his understanding of Feng Qingyang, it should be to stop Jiang Bufeng, although Ye Feng doesn't know who Jiang Bufeng is? But judging from Feng Qingyang's performance, it should be an existence no less than Feng Qingyang, after all, a top late stage of cultivation is not an ornament.

Night Wind took the long sword and walked slowly towards the dense forest, he didn't understand why all the ambushes had to be in the dense forest, was the dense forest really suitable for killing?

Looking at the tall trees and listening to the quiet sounds around him, it seemed as if he was the only one left in heaven and earth.

But he knew it was only temporary, because the killing machine coming from the jungle was terrifying.

Night Wind does not have the slightest fear, since he came to the world of laughter, Night Wind told himself that if he didn't want to die, he would have to kill people, this is Night Wind's understanding of the rivers and lakes, and he did the same, since he went down the mountain, he didn't know how many people he had killed, although he only killed horse thieves and bandits, but no matter what, Night Wind's heart was gradually numb.

And when he is used to killing, his swordsmanship is also full of terrifying killing intent, although he has not comprehended the artistic conception of killing, but the rudiments of a trace of killing intent are slowly accumulating, and he may be able to break through in one fell swoop.

Martial arts have reached the pinnacle of the realm, and the accumulation of true qi is actually no longer important, but the important thing is the spiritual breakthrough, which is why Feng Qingyang cultivated the "Taoist Cultivation Divine Skill", which should have been able to break through in a year, but he could break through in three days.

Walking into the dense forest, stepping on the turquoise grass, smelling the smell of grass, to be honest, if there is murder all around, the night breeze is probably very eager to take a stroll.

At this moment, the roar of the dragon sounded, accompanied by the sword shadow in the sky, a black figure fell from the sky, and the person who came did not say hello, and directly used the killing move.

The night wind sword came out of its sheath, shook in the wind, and the sword shadow in the sky swayed, and it greeted it.

"Dangdang Dang!~"

With several sounds of gold and iron, the long sword of the night wind suddenly stabbed out from an incredible angle, and instantly hit the throat of the visitor, a little scarlet blood light spurted out of the throat, and his eyes revealed his last attachment to the world, and he fell to the ground and died.

As soon as the night wind was about to take a step, a waist-thick tree beside him stopped and crossed, and a figure flew in from the air, stepping on the big tree and falling, killing extremely fiercely.

The night wind sneered, and on the side of the figure, the person on the tree stepped on the big tree, and at the same time took advantage of the strength to fly away, flying towards the night wind, stretching out one palm, the blue light flashed in the air, and countless silver needles came in a blink of an eye.

The night wind was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to encounter the master of the hidden weapon, and the long sword in his hand shook again, and in an instant, the stars were like raining in the sky, heading towards the blue light cover.

"Boom!"

The hidden weapon that broke through the sky and the starlight of the sword collided together, and they were easily broken by the night wind, and the silver needle that bounced off the green grass made a "hiss!" sound.

It turned out to be poisonous, Night Wind glanced at it, and was furious in his heart, and the long sword in his hand cut through the sky, like a lightning bolt rushing towards the people on the tree.

The man on the tree retreated in horror, and before he could take a single step, the sword light flashed before his eyes.

Looking at the person who fell to the ground, Night Wind snorted coldly, and turned to look at the sky.

But I saw four figures rushing down from the sky, and the four long swords formed a sword net and covered the head of the night wind, and the sword body flashed with a sparkling cold light.

The night wind suddenly dodged with his right foot, his body was like a flying dragon, rising into the sky, his body was in the air, the sword was explosive, and under the intersection of the sword light, a stream of internal force was transmitted along the sword light, and the night wind couldn't help but sneer, and suddenly carried out the divine skill, and the sword light turned into a sword qi to cut through the sword net, and rushed towards the four people with an unstoppable momentum.

Before he could see it clearly, he was divided into two halves by the sword qi, and bits of blood flew down in the air.

Before the night wind landed, a sword and a sword of lightning slashed and stabbed, but it was intended to kill it at the moment when the night wind was ventilating.

Night Wind's face turned cold, and his body suddenly turned in the air, like a tornado, and the long sword in his hand was a little bit, and some of it was on the blade and the tip of the sword.

"Bell~"

The two black figures snorted in unison, both of them were bounced off by the force of the sword, and they hit the tree, and the night wind didn't care, and stretched out two fingers to bounce at the two.

"Brush!" The two stones were like arrows from the string, heading towards the two of them.

As soon as they were about to get up, the two of them heard a sound of hidden weapons, their heads hurt, and their eyes fell to the ground and died.