Suddenly, the night wind jumped up again, flying on the heads of dozens of black-clothed people, and the "Peng" flying star exploded, turning into countless points of light and covering it again.

Compared with the eight people who died in the hands of Night Wind, although these black-clothed people are also masters, they are even worse, and they can't even see clearly, and they are already staggering under the impact of the sword, and it is impossible to even keep standing, let alone make a move.

Countless points of light flew among the black-clothed people, and each point of light was like a flying firefly, drowning the last dozens of black-clothed people in a blink of an eye.

Without looking, Night Wind suddenly turned like a dragon, in the air, connecting dots under his feet, and flew towards the surrounding trees.

"Not good!"

Jingyun's face suddenly changed greatly, and watching the night wind leave, he knew that these archers were in danger, and shouted: "Release the arrows!

In the shout, the body rushed towards the night wind, you must know that these archers are not easy to cultivate in the black killing organization, although the martial arts are not very good? But with the cooperation of the bow and arrow, it is enough to seriously injure the top master, originally to deal with the night wind, but I don't want the night wind's martial arts to be so powerful, in the blink of an eye, he is the only one who has died of hundreds of people, if the night wind is allowed to slaughter all these archers, then even if Jingyun has an extraordinary position in the black killing, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape death.

Suddenly the arrows came to the net, but how could they shoot the night wind that had been prepared for a long time,

The speed of the clouds is like the difference between heaven and earth compared to the night wind, and the night wind at this time has already decided to leave all these archers behind, after all, their threat is too great, and under all their strength, they can't even see the shadow clearly.

With a scream, Jingyun even felt a chill all over his body, this is the rhythm of killing everything, thinking of this, he can't care about it anymore, his strength runs all over his body, his face is pale, his body is like a long arrow from the string rushing towards the night wind, and the veil on his face is also falling under this acceleration.

"Night Shaoxia, please be merciful to your subordinates! Otherwise, Jingyun will not dare to guarantee the safety of Huashan!"

The night wind in the air suddenly stagnated, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was collected, Huashan was a taboo in his heart, but although he was angry in his heart, he also understood that if he wanted to escape, he was not sure enough to leave him, and if it brought disaster to Huashan because of this, it was not what Yefeng thought, but fortunately, the remaining archers only accepted dozens of people, and they also let out a bad breath.

The clouds flew over, the veil had long been lost, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were like fire looking at the night wind and said, "Night Young Man, isn't it too much to do this?"

Ye Feng's face turned cold, and he said with an indifferent expression: "Brother Jingyun said this, didn't he force Ye Mou to leave all of you behind?"

Jingyun's face suddenly changed, and he smiled bitterly: "Everything is Jingyun's, isn't it, please forgive the night young man!"

Night Wind didn't speak, just looked at him coldly, and the experienced Jingyun of the rivers and lakes certainly understood the meaning of Night Wind, clasped his hands into fists and said: "Please rest assured, from now on, Black Kill will never accept Huashan's bounty!"

Thinking about the ambition when he came, and looking at the current situation, Jingyun knew that the black kill could no longer afford to lose, and he no longer dared to despise the night wind, if he came a few more times, I am afraid that the black kill would also be greatly damaged.

And with the night wind's current martial arts, it is so difficult to deal with, imagine a few years later, or even more than ten years later. Jingyun really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The night wind's indifferent eyes gradually faded, since the person who robbed and killed had been killed by himself, then it was time to go back to the mountain, and there was another Jiang Bufeng, thinking, looking up at Baiyun Peak in the distance.

Like a Dapeng, he flew into the air and said indifferently: "Please also remember today's words, otherwise Ye will go to the Black Killing Headquarters one day!"

As he spoke, he was already seven or eight feet high from the ground, and when he was in the air, a long howl sounded, and when he stepped on the ground, his feet were exchanged and kicked, and he rushed straight up to the sky, and went up to Baiyun Peak, and disappeared in an instant.

Jingyun was stunned when he looked below, and muttered, "Is this still a light skill?"

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Huashan Baiyun Peak

The night wind ascended to the sky, and when he saw the situation on the top of Baiyun Peak, he was slightly stunned, and his body fell silently behind Feng Qingyang like a fallen leaf, and he whispered: "Uncle Fengtai, what's going on?"

originally thought that the mountain should be the same as himself, the two were fighting each other, but what he didn't want to see was the stone table, the food, and the aroma of wine that exuded a rich fragrance, which made him really unable to understand.

Jiang Bufeng and Feng Qingyang were taken by the light skills of the night wind, and it was not until they heard that the night breeze wanted to ask, that they came back to their senses, and they both looked at the night wind, as if they were looking at something incredible, which made the night wind a little inexplicable.

"Boy, which school of light skills did you use just now, and why has the old man never seen it?"

Feng Qingyang grabbed Night Wind's arm and asked anxiously.

You must know that the general light skills can be divided into those who are good at hurrying, such as "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada", those who are good at rolling, turning, horizontal, and moving, such as "Lingbo Weibu", and those who are good at air ventilation, such as "Tiyun Zong" and "Yunlong Sanxian", but the light skills used by the night wind just now can go straight to the sky, and you must know that Baiyun Peak is a hundred zhang away from the bottom of the cliff.

"What light skills? Uncle Tai's disciples have always only been able to learn Huashan's "Golden Goose Gong", and other light gong disciples have not learned!"

Night Wind was a little overwhelmed when he heard this, and he didn't understand the shock that the light skill he had just performed on the two of them.

"Impossible!"

Before Feng Qingyang could speak, Jiang Bufeng first said unbelievingly.

After all, as far as he knows, although Huashan's "Golden Goose Gong" can also be regarded as clever, but compared to the light skills that the night wind just performed is far inferior, the golden goose gong has learned, can walk thirty-seven steps in the air, and the volley is three feet in the air, which can be described as shocking and incomparable, but the night wind is straight up to a hundred zhang just now, and the gap between the two can be described as the difference between heaven and earth.

Night Wind looked at Jiang Bufeng with his eyes and did not answer, although he had a good impression of Jiang Bufeng, Night Wind was not ready to tell outsiders about his situation.

Feng Qingyang was also slightly stunned, and said randomly: "Okay, Brother Jiang, since the old master and apprentice are no longer harmed, then it is time for Feng to teach Brother Jiang's sword." ”

Jiang Bufeng was not displeased with Feng Qingyang's change of topic, after all, even if Jiang Bufeng himself was replaced.

Just about to get up, he saw Jiang Bufeng shook his head and said: "Brother Feng said this, although Jiang Mou did have the intention of teaching Brother Feng Dugu Nine Swords at the beginning, but now!" he said, glanced at the night breeze, sighed and said: "There are talents in the rivers and lakes, since Jiang has no chance of winning, why be embarrassed?"

After speaking, he stood up, looked at the dense forest under the mountain, and said lightly: "Brother Feng! Little brother, although your martial arts are already very good, but there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, remember not to be proud! The water of the rivers and lakes is very deep, very deep!"

The words were full of loneliness, and he sighed again, and his body disappeared in a blink of an eye like green smoke.

Only the thoughtful wind and the night breeze with a blank face were left.