"Chirp"

In the blue sky, a huge black eagle soared in the air with its wings, and its sharp eagle eyes stared closely at the pitch-black python below.

Suddenly, the Black Hawk swooped down. The python couldn't dodge it and was caught in the air by the sharp claws of the black eagle.

The big python struggling desperately in the air, the triangular snake pupil suddenly froze, and instantly turned into a white eagle with an even larger size, broke free from the black eagle's claws, and stared at the black eagle.

Seeing this, the black eagle hurriedly pounced downward.

The white eagle also waved its huge wings and swept towards the black eagle, biting at the back, chasing after it.

Seeing that the white eagle was about to peck at the black eagle, the black eagle's body stagnated and suddenly turned into a hard rock.

The white eagle couldn't dodge, couldn't stop, and hit the rock straight.

I only heard a "jump" and pecked at the rock.

"Woo" was accompanied by a wail full of pain, and the white eagle fluttered and turned into a young man in a white robe who was twenty years old.

"Oops!" Yang Xuan, who had lifted the transformation, rubbed his somewhat painful mouth, and his heart was even more bitter.

"Haha, junior brother knows now," the rock not far away also turned into a Taoist in Tsing Yi, looking at Yang Xuan with a smile, and pointing, "This way of change is the principle of life and restraint." ”

Yang Xuan arched his hand at Zhichen and said with a wry smile, "What Senior Brother said is very true, Senior Brother has been taught. ”

A few days ago, Yang Xuan stepped into the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void. At this time, he was only twenty years old, and he was a little fluttery for a while. So, he came to his senior brother to learn from him.

No, it didn't take long for me to be embarrassed in front of my senior brother.

"It's good that my junior brother understands." Zhichen bowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of curvature, "Don't be a little successful in the future, and get carried away." ”

"Senior brother understands." Yang Xuan was self-aware, and nodded at Zhichen with an embarrassed expression.

"Okay, then senior brother, I'll go first."

"Alas, there are too many powers in the wilderness," looking at the back of Senior Brother Zhichen's departure, Yang Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, "I'd better go for a walk elsewhere." ”

At that moment, I thought about it again, and then opened a white panel in my mind, and selected the word "Fengyun" in the font line by row.

......

"Broken handsome! If you are interested, hand over the fire lin! ”

Outside the Lingyun Cave on the Leshan Giant Buddha, a little boy dressed in black, with curly hair, cold eyebrows, who looked like he was about ten years old, grabbed a six- or seven-year-old boy in one hand, and the short knife was between the child's neck, threatening a middle-aged man in front of him who was holding a fiery red sword and wearing a long robe.

The little boy struggled with his arms and cried out, "Daddy, ignore me! Huolin is our hope to break off, don't give up the sword! ”

The curly-haired boy's face sank, and with a stroke of the blade, he cut a deep blood mark on the little boy's right cheek, and sneered: "Stinky boy! Not talking is good for you! ”

"Lang'er!" The middle-aged man exclaimed, then looked at the boy who was holding his son hostage angrily and puzzled, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" Why do you want to take the fire and snow drink? ”

The curly-haired young man was silent, and his eyes moved to the side, only to see a black-clothed swordsman who was full of anger being held hostage by a young boy with clear eyebrows and a large knife that exuded cold air.

"Let go of the !! of breaking waves" The little boy with the big knife roared, "Let go of the broken waves, or I'll kill him!" ”

The curly-haired young man sneered disdainfully, glanced at the swordsman, and said coldly: "Dead slave, do what he wants!" ”

"Yes!" The swordsman shouted, his neck twisted towards the blade of the broadsword, and suddenly blood splattered everywhere, and he fell heavily to the ground, making the faces of everyone present change greatly.

Witnessing this scene, Duan Shuai slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said something surprising to the curly-haired boy, "Huolin will bring me a prominent reputation, and it is also my hope for the revival of my family, if you want me to hand it over, I would rather sacrifice my son, if you want to kill it, kill it!" ”

"I don't even want a son." On the bank of the Minjiang River, Yang Xuan, who was eating melons on the side the whole time, couldn't help but complain, "Could it be that this Huolin Sword will really make the owner of each generation of Huolin Sword be affected by evil thoughts, thus affecting people's sanity?" ”

Today's Yang Xuan is in the world of wind and clouds.

After sparring with Zhichen that day, he returned to his bedroom at night and traveled to the world of wind and clouds by relying on the system.

In Fengyun World, after some inquiry, Yang Xuan learned that the Fengyun plot had officially begun, and there were almost twelve years left. Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng are still little kids.

After learning that the two famous grandmaster-level figures on the rivers and lakes, the "North Drinking Crazy Knife" Nie Renwang and the "Nanlin Sword Head" were about to fight on the top of the Leshan Giant Buddha, they rushed to the bank of the Min River in Leshan.

Yang Xuan's purpose in coming here was not to watch the battle, but to reconfirm whether the world he was in was the real Fengyun world.

There were many different versions of Fengyun in his memory, like different parallel planes, similar to each other, but different in detail. There is a different story about this duel.

In a certain world, the opponent of King Nie Ren is not handsome, but heroic, and even King Nie Ren's wife, the first beauty in martial arts, and the green tea Yan Ying also appeared.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan's heart that had been hanging finally fell.

That's right, this is indeed Ma Rongcheng's Fengyun world, not a bad drama.

The opponent of the Nie King is the father of the broken waves, and the little boy Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun are also present, in addition to the personal disciple Bu Jingyun sent by the male lord to grab the Huolin Sword and the Snow Drinking Knife, as well as the death row double slaves.

"Broken Shuai, do you know who I am?" Outside the Lingyun Cave, Bu Jingyun, who was holding this small broken wave, looked at the approaching Duan Shuai, and sneered, "My master is the dominant party, the unparalleled male dominater in the world!! ”

"What?"

Hearing Bu Jingyun's words, the faces of Duan Shuai and the Nie Ren King on the side changed greatly, and they looked at Bu Jingyun in shock, and said, "You are actually Xiongba's apprentice?!" ”

"That's it!" Broken Shuai laughed miserably, threw the Huolin Sword, and said to the Shocking Clouds, "Let go of me, you can take the Huolin Sword!" ”

Seeing this, Yang Xuan sneered, "You will be a threat at a young age." ”

In the original comics, Bu Jingyun is not as kind as in movies and TV series, and the early Bu Jingyun is not much better than a person like Xiongba.

"It's confirmed, I'm not in the wrong place," instead of continuing to watch the changes outside the Lingyun Cave, Yang Xuan raised his head and looked at the cloudless blue sky, his whole person frowned, and muttered, "But in this way, I'm afraid things will be a little difficult to do." ”