Outside the courtyard, an old man and a young man fought together.

The copper coin sword of the Qinghui Taoist is a rare treasure at first glance, which can emit golden light. A sword slashed through, and even the ground could bring out a deep ravine.

He waved the copper coin sword in his hand, and the golden light danced wildly, just this momentum and this elegant body seemed to have the upper hand.

Compared with this Qinghui Daoist, Yi Feng is more stumbling. He took a wrist-sized branch as a weapon and fought hard with the Qinghui Daoists.

Wang Yue was shocked when he saw it, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about Yi Feng. Although Yi Feng has lived for a long time, his weapons are not as cool as the old man.

But he was worried for a few seconds, and he knew that he was thinking too much.

I saw Yi Feng with his left hand behind his back, with a heroic demeanor, holding the branch as if holding the Heavenly Sword Dragon Slaying Knife, beating the Qinghui Daoist back again and again.

The Qinghui Daoist no longer held the copper coin sword and performed the golden light dance, obviously a little flustered, and looked at Yi Feng incredulously.

Although he is a cultivator, he has never fallen behind in martial arts. In their time, they belonged to the era of war, and they had to learn everything. Swordsmanship and martial arts were practiced at the same time with the master.

After laying the foundation for decades, he felt that he could not fall behind in Yi Feng.

But the idea lasted only a few seconds before it was slapped in the face.

Yi Feng held the branch and hit the Qinghui Daoist. No matter how the Qing Hui Daoist dodged or resisted with the copper coin sword, Yi Feng could hit the branch on him the moment he resisted and dodged, causing him to gasp continuously.

Qinghui Daoist frowned, his whole body was in pain, he was no longer what he was now. Whether it is speed or strength, it is not as good as a young man like Yi Feng.

If he continued to fight like this, after a while, he would have to lie on the ground.

"Ghost Sword, Break the Sky and Destroy!"

The Qinghui Daoist suddenly retreated a few steps, distanced himself from Yi Feng, and snorted softly.

I saw that his sleeve robe was agitated, as if there was a blower in it.

Yi Feng obviously felt that there was an overwhelming yin qi coming, and he said in his heart that this old man was really not cultivating the right path. A warlock of the righteous path, how could he cultivate so much yin qi to come out.

The copper coin sword that emitted golden light was instantly enveloped in black gas, and the golden light turned black. The Qing Hui Daoist held the copper coin sword again, and slashed several swords in the air, and the sword light formed by the condensation of several black qi shot straight towards Yi Feng.

Wang Yue saw it from behind and hid behind the gate of the courtyard, for fear of being injured by mistake.

This kind of fight is beyond his cognition, and it is like an immortal fight.

"Brother Feng, be careful!"

He couldn't help but yell at Yi Feng.

In the face of the sudden surge of the power of the Qing Hui Daoist, Yi Feng was still calm and unfazed, and his left hand was always behind his back.

Holding the branch, he drew the shape of a pentagram in the void, and with each stroke, a streamer lit up in the void.

"Star Shield Technique!"

After finishing the painting, Yi Feng held the branch and poked forward. I saw that the void suddenly lit up with a five-pointed star, and the five-pointed star moved, like a shield, shattering the sword light that shot over in an instant.

"What!"

Seeing this, the Qinghui Daoist was dumbfounded. This Void Breaking Destruction is the last form of the Ghost Sword, it can be called a big move, and it was actually blocked by Yi Feng so easily.

What the is this, the old monster is reincarnated!

"It's not good today, let's fight again another day!"

The Qinghui Daoist suddenly yelled at Yi Feng, then turned around and ran away, without looking back.

"Humph!"

Yi Feng sneered, his eyes fell on a small stone on the ground, and he kicked his right foot violently. As if shooting, the small stone instantly shot into the right leg of the Qinghui Daoist.

"Ouch!"

He screamed, and immediately fell to the ground, rolled on the ground several times, and the copper coin sword in his hand flew out.

He turned his head and glared at Yi Feng with hatred, then got up and picked up the copper coin sword, threw out a few yellow talismans, and instantly turned into a phantom and ran away.

"Brother Feng, what should I do if he runs away, should we chase it!"

Wang Yue ran over and said anxiously.

"Don't worry, he can't run, and he must have fled back to Liu's house now."

"The Liu family may still have many secrets, this family is not so simple, let's chase it over and take a look."

Yi Feng said, ran back to the yard to get the compass, and didn't have time to deal with the mess in the yard, so he locked the door and rushed to Liu's house with Wang Yue.

"Brother Feng, I didn't expect this Liu Chengye to be a cultivator, I really can't see it."

On the way, Wang Yue couldn't help but say.

"Liu Chengye doesn't have the aura of a cultivator on his body, I can't be mistaken. If he was a cultivator, I would have seen it the first time we met. ”

Yi Feng frowned slightly and said.

He thought about it for a while, and suddenly figured out one thing:

"I think the body of the extreme yang may not be Liu Zicheng, but Liu Chengye."

When Wang Yue heard this, his eyes widened suddenly: "No, aren't you how awesome the body of the extreme yang is, I don't see how awesome Liu Chengye is?" ”

Yi Feng chuckled:

"Liu Chengye doesn't have the breath of a cultivator, so what's the point of the Qinghui Daoist accepting him as an apprentice?"

"I guess it was the Qing Hui Daoist who discovered that Liu Chengye was the Extreme Yang Body, but he was afraid of being targeted by other cultivators, so he sealed Liu Chengye's Extreme Yang Body to prevent his breath from leaking out."

"The body of the extreme yang is suppressed, and the talent of cultivation is also suppressed. Liu Chengye has done his business so prosperously, it is likely that he has abandoned his cultivation, so the aura of a cultivator has gradually disappeared. ”

"Of course, I'm just guessing, but I think it's eight or nine. The jade pendant on Liu Zicheng's body may have been refined by Liu Chengye and used as a talisman for Liu Zicheng, so the breath of golden light was very weak. ”

"If his Extreme Yang Body is not suppressed, the jade pendant that is refined is a real magic weapon."

After listening to this, Wang Yue admired Yi Feng's bold guess a little. However, he still had some questions that he didn't understand, and asked:

"What about Liu Chengye's little wife, didn't you say that she is also a cultivator, so what does she do?"

"Wow! You have so many questions, you know astronomy and geography! When Yi Feng heard this, he said angrily.

"If you go, you'll know, you're slippery, run faster for me."

……

In less than ten minutes, Yi Feng and Wang Yue had already arrived outside the Liu family's villa.

But after arriving here, even Wang Yue felt that something was wrong.

It's not too late, but there is a dead silence in the Liu family's villa. At night, it was pitch black and there was not a single light on.

"Brother Feng, why do I feel a little wrong, you said that there should always be a bodyguard at the gate, why is the bodyguard gone."

Wang Yue said in a trembling voice.

This illusion, this atmosphere, plus I just met the Qinghui Daoist. Wang Yue always felt that this place was haunted.

"It seems weird, let's go straight through the front door, be careful."

Yi Feng said, pulling Wang Yue and going straight to the front door.

The front door was hidden, Yi Feng gently pushed open the door, and Wang Yue got in.

"Click!"

Wang Yue had just taken two steps into the gate when there was a sudden sound of bones being trampled under his feet.

He pulled out his phone, lit the screen, and shone it at his feet.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it almost scared him to pee his pants.

"Wind and wind...... Brother Feng, it's dead! ”

Wang Yue said with a trembling voice and pulled Yi Feng back.

The two took a closer look, only to find that there were not no bodyguards at the gate, but that the bodyguards were dead.

The death of these bodyguards was extremely strange, and I saw that their skin was all shriveled, and the flesh and blood inside seemed to be sucked out. The bones all over the body were brittle, and they shattered into bone residue with a light touch.

"Being drained of essence blood, this is a common method used by evil cultivators to increase their strength or heal their wounds."

"It seems that the Qinghui Daoist has arrived here and sucked up the essence and blood of these people to heal his wounds. If that's the case, he may have to attack Liu Chengye and devour Liu Chengye's Extreme Yang Body, so as to increase his strength and longevity to deal with me again. ”

Yi Feng frowned and said.

"Damn, this old man is too perverted, he killed so many people in order to restore his own blood!"

Wang Yue sighed.

"You take this jade pendant, I personally sacrificed it, and I have been wearing it for a hundred years. There may be danger inside the villa, and you wear self-defense. ”

Yi Feng said, handing Wang Yue a delicately carved jade pendant.

"I'll go, antique!"

Wang Yue's eyes lit up, and he naturally didn't follow Yi Feng politely. And there may be danger in the villa, so he quickly took it and hung it on his chest.

"Let's go, leave it alone for now."

Yi Feng picked up Wang Yue and went straight to the villa.