Today, I will send someone to the hot summer to write a war letter, and use Jiang Fei's blood to cleanse the Evil Moon Cult of the past. ”

The ink turtle sat proudly on the golden chair, looked at the people below, and said leisurely.

In his eyes, Jiang Fei was just a genius in the world, and of course, the red moon was the same in the eyes of the ink turtle, and it didn't arouse his interest in the slightest.

"I'll go out for a while."

Jiang Fei, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly felt that the spirit array outside the villa fluctuated, his complexion changed slightly, and he got up and walked outside.

Lin Xiaoxue's beautiful eyes flashed with doubts, and she took the potato chips and ate them, staring intently at the men and women in the TV series.

"Come out."

Jiang Fei came to the outside of the villa, his eyes were firmly fixed on the woods, and his spiritual power was tense.

"It's worthy of Jiang Fei, it's a bit of strength, my young master hopes you can come on time."

The man in black wrapped his face and threw a letter to Jiang Fei, and his figure disappeared in place.

"Challenge?"

Jiang Fei frowned slightly, burned the challenge book, and walked inside, he didn't expect the evil moon to be rebuilt, but he didn't bother to go to this kind of boring thing.

"What's wrong?"

When Lin Xiaoxue saw Jiang Fei coming back, her beautiful eyes looked at each other, and a trace of worry flashed in her pupils.

"It's okay, I just had auditory hallucinations and I feel like someone is calling me."

Jiang Fei hugged Lin Xiaoxue in his arms, his face showing tenderness.

Lin Xiaoxue nodded and leaned on Jiang Fei's chest.

Today is the day when Lin Xiaoxue finally rested, and it happened that Jiang Fei was also at home, and he had never been so happy in his heart.

"Jiang Fei save me."

Suddenly, the black tiger appeared on Jiang Fei's shoulder, and his voice was so flustered that it was blurred.

"Blackie, where have you been?"

Tutu came to the living room and looked around, and suddenly saw Xiao Hei on Jiang Fei's shoulder coming over excitedly, picking up the other party and leaving here.

"Help me."

The black tiger stretched out his claws at Jiang Fei, with a hint of begging in his eyes.

Jiang Fei smiled and shook his hand at the black tiger.

In recent days, Jiang Fei has spent time with Tutu in the villa, occasionally going to the Moon Shadow Sect to see You'er, but the other party is closed, and he can only watch the wooden door.

"Sect Master, won't this Jiang Fei be afraid to come?"

On the appointed day, the ink turtle took his cronies to the agreed place, and the wind blew the sand forward, and waited for a full three hours, but Jiang Fei's figure had not yet appeared.

"The revenge of the Evil Moon Sect must be avenged, go to the hot summer."

There was a burst of killing intent in the ink turtle's heart, if Jiang Fei was really afraid to come, he could forgive him, if he didn't come on purpose, then he would take all the sects in Yanxia as compensation.

The two figures walked towards the hot summer, and the wind and sand gradually covered the footprints left behind.

"Who? What are you doing here? ”

The disciple of the Dao Gate saw that two figures were walking towards this side, his face was solemn, and he spoke.

"Let the head of your family come out and speak."

The Ink Turtle and Haitian soon arrive in the hot summer, and their first target is the Daomen.

"Presumptuous, who are you? Who qualifies the boss to come out and talk to you? ”

The janitor's face showed anger.

"Is this qualified?"

Haitian instantly came to the angry disciple, grabbed the opponent's neck with his right hand and lifted it up.

"Master, someone has attacked the sect."

Another disciple quickly ran towards the sect, quickly attracting countless elders and disciples.

"Who dares to come to the Daomen to spread wilderness?"

Elder Song walked out and looked at the Ink Turtle and Hai Tian, his brows furrowed tightly, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

"My young master has liked the Daomen in the hot summer since he was a child, so he came here to learn it when he grew up."

Haitian threw the disciple in his hand aside and looked at Elder Song with a smile on his face, his expression quite respectful.

"In that case, then let me try the strength of your young master."

Elder Song saw the movement in Hai Tian's hand, his eyes flashed with displeasure, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Only the head of the Dao Sect is worthy of my young master's move, this elder still asked me to understand your strength."

Haitian shook his head, pulled out the long knife behind his back, and looked at Elder Song.

"Hmph."

Elder Song snorted coldly, the sword in his hand drew a circle in the air, and countless spirit swords appeared in front of him and stabbed towards Haitian, densely like a drizzle.

Hai Tian looked at the countless sword rain that was close at hand, the long knife clenched and slashed towards the air, and a hundred-meter-wide blade broke through the sword rain and headed towards Elder Song.

Elder Song's long sword was in front of him, and he slid for a hundred meters before he unloaded this powerful spiritual power, and his face gradually became solemn when he looked at Haitian, this guy was the peak of the late Yuan Infant like him.

"Elder, how is your strength below?"

Haitian clenched his hands into fists, still looking at Elder Song with a smile on his face, but there was a faint provocation in his eyes.

"How about trying this again?"

Elder Song closed his eyes and concentrated, and poured the spiritual power of his whole body into the white sword, the sword body began to glow, and the strong sword intent rubbed against the air to make a sound of contention.

Seeing this scene, Haitian was slightly shocked in his heart, Yanxia was really mysterious, but this elder was enough to crush all the elders of the Evil Moon Sect.

The sound of the spirit sword contending became louder and louder, and the spiritual power in Elder Song's body gradually became weaker, and the white sword quickly stabbed towards Haitian, appearing in front of the other party in just the blink of an eye.

Haitian's pupils shrank slightly, feeling the threat of death, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of him, only to see the ink turtle holding the spirit sword with both hands and skimming it to the side.

"Boom."

The white sword pierced through the entire mountain before it stopped, and Haitian was extremely shocked in his heart, if this was placed on his body, he would definitely die.

"How easily did you crack Elder Song's killing move?"

"It looks as big as us, so powerful, it's just a demon."

Countless disciples were extremely shocked in their hearts, and some couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

And at this time, the most shocked person was Elder Song, he knew the power of that sword deeply, and the young man in front of him was probably at the peak of his cultivation in the middle stage of the god transformation, and he was afraid that even if he was the head of the sect, he was not an opponent.

"Thank you, young master, for saving me."

Haitian showed a touch of shame on his face, clasped his hands into fists, and stood in front of the ink turtle with his head down.

"After I go back, I will go into retreat for a year."

The ink turtle glanced at Haitian, his eyes full of disappointment, it seems that the strength of the Evil Moon Sect still needs to be improved.

"Yes, sir."

Haitian nodded respectfully.

"You're not my opponent, tell your head to come out."

The ink turtle looked at Elder Song in front of him and said slowly.

"The head of the sect is not in the door when he goes out for something."

Elder Song's eyes flickered slightly, and now this is the only way to keep the majesty of the Dao Gate.

"Who called me?"

Suddenly, Li Daoren appeared in front of everyone, since the death of the previous head of the Daomen, he has been in charge of the entire Daomen.

"Under the ink turtle, come and challenge Li Daoren."

The ink turtle clenched his hands into fists and looked at Li Daoren with a respectful expression.