Pedestrians on the street have automatically formed a square circle, watching the excitement is not a big deal, there are many people lying on the windows densely, and pedestrians are standing under the eaves of the fourth floor holding melon seeds and preparing to watch the play.

Gilded: "If you want to watch the play, please enter the house, I am afraid of hurting the innocent!"

Pedestrians all entered the restaurant, the boss of Changle Fang was half happy, the business was average, but suddenly a bunch of people came in at this moment, these people were embarrassed after asking for a stool, and ordered melon seeds, melon seeds tasted dry, and ordered tea, invisibly, the boss made some small money.

The street between the fourth floors has become empty, and the small vendors who set up stalls have entered the restaurant to rest. Some people take the opportunity to set up gambling tables and prepare to make a fortune.

Most of the people at the gambling table bet on gold plating, and they are not optimistic about Feng Aohan, because the fame of gold plating is still very big, but Feng Aohan is a little-known small character.

Feng Aohan looked at the road behind him, and the demon had not yet arrived. The Book of Demons spoke.

The Book of Demons: "It's okay, let's hold on first, the gilded enemy is light, and I shouldn't take out that ancient dragon abyss directly!"

Feng Aohan's palm opened, and a murderous aura gathered in the palm of his hand.

Ten layers of murderous aura are a rank. Killing, killing the Dao, killing the demon, killing the saint, the descendant of Tianyuan, the Purple Mansion Demon Dao, going to the demon to become an immortal, the title of the real person, the title of the immortal, the title of the immortal, the emperor.

Gilded: "Gilded, male, fifteen, descendant of Tianyuan." ”

A murderous aura ignited in the gilded hand.

Gilding: "It's your turn!"

In just a few days, the gold plating has improved again, and Feng Aohan was shocked in his heart.

Feng Aohan clenched his fist with his left hand, and his right hand was the palm, and the murderous aura gathered, and he didn't know how to speak.

Guo Lin stood at the window on the second floor, and after hearing the words of the gilding, Guo Lin finally understood why the gilding was so confident.

Guo Lin is fifteen years old this year, and most of his murderous energy was sucked away when he was young, so he turned from a genius to a half-crippled person overnight, and finally got the elixir of Feng Aohan, and changed his physique, and his murderous aura advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming a demon killer.

Now seeing this fifteen-year-old gilded, Guo Lin felt a little annoyed in his heart.

Thrush is in Yunguyuan, and he has seen countless young immortal killing competitions, but the youngest saint killing is also twenty years old. Out of Yun Guyuan, the youngest saint he had ever seen was fourteen-year-old Zhang Tongming, and when he saw the fifteen-year-old Tianyuan heir at this moment, the thrush was really shocked.

Thrush: "Brother Guo, will my master be fine!"

Guo Lin: "Hanging, this guy, I don't know what rank I have! The last time I fought with the demon team, I guessed that he should be a person who killed the way and rushed to kill demons." ”

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and carrying a long sword jumped next to Guo Lin.

Middle-aged man: "No, no." The killer is a little bit of murderous aura that has just been cultivated, the killing path is the way of killing immortals that the spiritual platform suddenly opens up, and the killing of demons is the murderous aura that gathers into a cyclone, fades the human fetus, and gets the same form as the monster. Killing the saint is like a mirror. This kid's palm murderous aura is very stable, and I see that there is already a cyclone in this kid's body. ”

Guo Lin: "Who are the old-timers?"

Middle-aged man: "Watch the play, watch the play, don't pay attention to me." ”

A breeze blows on the street where the two people happen. As soon as the gold-plated murderous aura was collected, he held his stomach and laughed.

Gilded: "Hahaha, boy, you won't still stay in the realm of killing Dao, report to your family, I won't kill unknown immortals!"

Feng Aohan: "I really didn't see it, what rank I am, let's just start fighting!"

Gilded: "How old are you?"

Feng Aohan remembered that when the Wind Forest Volcano was established, Wei Long deliberately filled in his age by one year. It seems to have been written as eleven years old.

Feng Aohan: "13 years old!"

The spectators were shocked, they thought that Feng Aohan was a hero and a young man, so he dared to bet with the gilding, but this Feng Aohan didn't even know his rank, and he even had to think about his age for a long time.

Everyone looked at it and only felt that this Feng Aohan was a stunned person with a swollen face and a fat man, so everyone began to coax and made a "shhhhh

Gilded: "Lao Tzu is four years older than you, if you lose, you have to call Dad!"

Feng Aohan: "What kind of logic is this? Last time, Yun Guyuan, you didn't lose badly enough?"

Gilded: "Look at you such garbage, it's too easy to win you, and it's not fun, Long Yuan put it aside, I'll play with you slowly!"

The gilded dragon sword was inserted in the flower bed in front of the jade house, and then he clapped his hands, and the murderous aura ignited in his hand, and the murderous aura turned into a machete. This knife has nine toothed rings, the blade is thick, and the knife spirit is extraordinary.

The Book of Demons: "Don't summon a killing weapon, save the murderous spirit, and put it on the rusty broadsword later." ”

Feng Aohan thought in his heart: "This gold-plated, I took a sword in Yun Guyuan last time, but I didn't expect the murderous aura to turn directly into a knife!"

On the window, running the hall.

"Plating swordsmanship, the fastest in the world, this gilding does not use a sword, what do you do with a knife?"

The middle-aged man with a silver sword on his back: "The gold-plated sword, I lost to a man named Ah Quan last time!

Gilded rushed over with a machete, and Feng Aohan used the first move of seven steps, one step at a time. The wind blows under his feet, and he steps out with his left foot, like the shape of a leaf. The big knife danced, shaking the world. Feng Aohan dodged with one leaf at a time.

Gilding: "This trick again?"

The gold-plated flip twisted the knife in an arc and slashed at Feng Aohan's shoulder. Although Feng Aohan's pace was fast, the knife still left blood marks on his shoulder. Feng Aohan directly used the third move of the seven-step Shenghua to chase the lightning.

As soon as this move came out, the Plating family, which is known as the fastest swordsmanship in the world, was a little afraid. Wind Aohan dodged the attack, and he began to circle the streets, the gilded knife hovering after him.

Gilded: "Boy, what are you running, stop and make a move!"

Gilded wielded the big knife, the big knife emitted a burst of knife energy, and the knife qi hit Feng Aohan's shoulder, only to hear a "click", and the bones of Feng Aohan's left hand twisted.

At this moment, Feng Aohan finally understood why the gilding gave up the long sword and chose to use the sword. Because this knife is longer than the long sword, the murderous aura on the knife can be attacked from a distance.

The nobles beside the gilded began to laugh.

"This Feng is arrogant and cold, he has no ability at all, and the light will run. ”

"Let's plate the boss's knife, but we have never lost, see how long this kid can run!"

A middle-aged man with a wine gourd and a hat came to the side of these nobles, "Running is also a skill!

"What are you, go and go. ”

He took a sip of the wine in the gourd, "Lao Tzu's name is said to scare you to death!"

A middle-aged man with a sword and a hat tied to his back jumped down from the second floor and stopped the middle-aged man who was drinking.

"He's drunk too much, ignore him!"

The middle-aged man who was drinking: "What are you stopping me from, I want to reason with that little guy!"

The middle-aged man with the sword on his back whispered: "In this jade building, there are more than a dozen sect disciples on the left, and some sect bosses on the right, don't reveal your identity and cause unnecessary trouble!"

The middle-aged man with the wine gourd nodded, and then the two walked to the second floor to watch the battle.

Middle-aged man drinking: "This kid should be Ah Quan of Yun Guyuan." The gilding has progressed, but this kid has regained his strategies!"

Feng Aohan was still circling the streets, and the gilding was annoying.

Between the four floors, separated by 100 meters, if Feng Aohan keeps going around, the gold-plated knife qi can only hurt Feng Aohan's fur, and Feng Aohan can't admit defeat.

The gilded stopped and stepped up, and the nine-chain blade was raised above his head, and the murderous aura gathered on the blade. The sword qi behind him suddenly disappeared, Feng Aohan turned his head to look, the gold plating was not chasing, Feng Aohan stopped and gasped.

Feng Aohan: "Farewell for three days, you should be impressed." What a speed of progress in gilding!"

Gilded: "Boy, if you don't have more blood, you're going to bleed to death!"

The Book of Demons saw the clues from the gilded action.

The Book of Demons: "Quick, quick, go to the roof!"

The wind is arrogant and cold, and he runs to the song and dance workshop. The gilded thigh muscles tensed, the calves moved slightly, and the big knife was aimed at the people in the Changle Song and Dance Workshop.

The owner of the Changle Song and Dance Workshop was holding a sunflower fan in her hand, wearing bright satin, she was eating red bean cake, and at this moment she panicked when she saw the gold-plated knife aimed at her door. Feng Aohan was like a monkey, hugging the pillar, climbing lightly, and rushed to the second floor.

The female boss kicked lightly with her foot, and the plate of red bean cake flew towards the wind. The boss stuck his waist and held up his orchid fingers.

"Little deflated three, run aside!"

Feng Aohan's left hand exerted force, and the white plate circled around Feng Aohan's left hand twice, and then stopped in his hand. Feng Aohan quickly caught the red bean cakes flying in the air with a white plate.

The proprietress picked up another plate of red bean cake and threw it at Feng Aohan, and the plate in Feng Aohan's hand was already full. The proprietress smiled slightly, picked up a piece of rose cake and threw it at Feng Aohan. Feng Aohan caught it with his mouth open, he chewed it twice and swallowed it.

Feng Aohan: "Thank you girl, for the rose cake!"

Feng Aohan put the red bean cake on the window edge, he jumped into the house, picked up the proprietress teacup and drank it all.

The gilded waved his arm, the big knife was put down, and a burst of knife qi went towards the Changle Song and Dance Workshop. The sword struck, and the tiles flew together with the wood. Feng Aohan took advantage of the situation and dodged the knife with a somersault.

Looking back at half of the room where the knife had hit, most of the tables, chairs and benches were broken, and the plates and cups were shattered. The eaves of the windows on the ground are broken. The door to the second floor was cut in half.

The teapot in the female boss's hand was thrown.

The female boss screamed in shock: "Run away~~~~~"

At the sound of the order, those little fairies in gauze skirts immediately jumped out of the window on the second floor and ran to the Peace Hotel next door for refuge. These women are Maiko in their own right, with graceful postures, and their posture of jumping out of the window is like a fairy descending to the earth. The gilding looked dumbfounded.

Feng Aohan took the opportunity to climb over the wall and came to the eaves of the Peace Hotel, and Feng Aohan climbed onto the roof of the Peace Hotel.

As soon as he stood firm on the roof of the Peace Hotel, Feng Aohan saw a man with a beard on his face, who was upright, with slightly broad shoulders and was very strong.

Man: "Wind and cold, go back, I don't want to fix the roof!"

The wind was blowing under his gilded feet, and he rushed towards the Peace Hotel. The man's eyes widened, and he glanced at the gilding. Feng Aohan hadn't reacted yet. Unexpectedly, this uncle actually threw Feng Aohan directly back to the roof of the Changle Song and Dance Workshop. The Changle Cabaret is empty.

With his head lowered and his eyes revealing a hint of evil, he turned back to where he had been.

Feng Aohan fell on the roof of the song and dance studio. The gilded stabbed off the horse, the long knife raised above his head, and the murderous aura gathered more than just now.

The middle-aged man holding the wine gourd: "Gilded, you actually want to use the nirvana skill of the Tianyuan heir!"

The Book of Demons: "Oh no, go down!"

Before the words fell, the gilded danced his arms, and the long knife raised above his head was cut down. Feng Aohan hurriedly got up. The street was covered with bluestone slabs, and the knife fell to the ground, and the ground shook violently.

When the knife hits the slate, the murderous aura shatters the slate, causing the dirt to fly. This murderous aura is like a meteor in the sky, descending from the mountain and fierce tigers, unstoppable, coming head-on. Feng Aohan had just gotten up and was about to go down to the roof, when the sword qi suddenly descended, the sword qi was like a dragon, and it was divided into three layers. The sword aura is dazzling, shining like the sun.

The ordinary people in the audience all covered their eyes. Ordinary immortal killing can barely watch the battle, and the master kills immortals, and his atmosphere is as calm as usual.

The thrush shouted loudly: "Don't~~"

The middle-aged man with a long sword behind his back: "The sword qi is composed of three rays of light, and the middle one is the peak, and if you hit the peak, you will definitely die." The sword qi next to the peak mouth is slightly weaker, and it is the flame of the sword qi. If you win this, it depends on your personal creation. ”

Feng Aohan flexibly somersaulted, dodging the peak of the knife qi, and this somersault directly brought him back to the roof. Perfectly landed on the roof, and he just fell into the flames of the sword. A powerful murderous aura attacked Feng Aohan's body.

The sword subsided, and Gilded stood in place, panting, sweating profusely, and his arms were unusually sore. The plaques of the Changle Song and Dance Workshop were broken, the doors and windows were destroyed, and the curtains were torn into rags and flying in the air, and these rags were like falling flowers.

Feng Aohan hung on the eaves and was dying, his eyes were closed, his clothes became holes, and his clothes were covered with dust like a beggar. The clothes were tattered, and there was a faint golden light emitting from the sleeves, and the golden dragon tail on the right arm had lost several dragon scales, which first faded and then disappeared completely.

The book belt on Feng Aohan's body broke, and the Book of Crossing Demons slipped from him. Feng Aohan's right hand pressed a cloth bag. The Book of Demons fell from the second floor and landed among the rubble of the street.

Gilded looked up and laughed: "Hahahaha! I won, I won." I finally won, Feng Aohan finally lost to me!hahaha!"

Gui Gongzi: "Plating boss, kill him!"

"Kill him!"

Gilded carried a long knife and walked towards Feng Aohan. The wind was born under the gilded feet, and with one foot jumped, he jumped onto the big tree of the Changle Song and Dance Workshop, and he raised his knife, ready to take off the head of the wind and cold.

Guo Lin stood on the windowsill and clenched his fists, he didn't want to see Feng Aohan die in the hands of others. He was about to jump out of the window when a hand pressed gently on his shoulder.

Guo Lin looked back and saw that it was a demon. A smile was on the Devil's face. Guo Lin took away the demon's hand, and the demon grabbed Guo Lin again.

Guo Lin: "I'm going to save your father!"

The demon pointed out the window: "Look!"