Chapter 1, Night Raven Ridge

Xuantian Continent, Night Raven Ridge.

The Xuantian Continent is a world of soul cultivation, and everyone here has spent their entire lives comprehending the true meaning of soul cultivation. Night Raven Ridge is a well-known dangerous place in the northern part of the mainland.

Its danger lies not in its height, nor in the steepness of its terrain, but in the flock of crows, a flock of man-eating crows, that live under the valley.

It is rumored that someone once accidentally fell off a cliff, and before his companions could react, they were wrapped and eaten by countless crows, and by the time they landed, they had already become a white bone.

Although crows live at the bottom of the valley, no one dares to guarantee that they will not fly up suddenly, so Night Raven Ridge is a barren mountain that is deserted all day long.

But at this moment, the Night Raven Ridge is very lively.

On the boundless ridge, the cold and sad mountain wind gurgled and the afterglow of dusk poured hard, but it did not feel the slightest temperature, but because of the miserable chirping of the crows under the valley, it made people shudder.

On the ridge that looked like a crow's beak falcon, there were thirteen black-clothed people standing on Ling Feng at this moment, their faces were covered with iron, and their figures were hidden in the black robes, except for the dazzling ice patterns on the robes, there was no information to be seen.

The thirteen people stood in an arc in a row, surrounded by the steep cliff side of Night Raven Ridge.

And surrounded by their arc is a very handsome young man in white, who looks seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a white brocade robe and slowly swaying under the wind of the valley.

The young man's expression was calm, and he was not shocked, and he did not show any fear because of the bottomless abyss behind him. Standing on the top of the majestic mountain with a light cloud and light breeze, he exudes a strong aura of superiority, which makes people feel awe-inspired.

The young man stared at the black-clothed people like torches, and his fierce eyes revealed a peerless arrogance, as if he wanted to see through all the illusions in this world.

The young man's name is Lu Feng, and he is a diligent ordinary soul cultivator, who originally came to this deserted place today, but the current situation is obviously designed by someone.

"The kid surnamed Lu, hurry up and hand over the divine map!" a man in black led by him shouted at Lu Feng, his voice sounding strange, obviously deliberate, and he forcibly changed his voice with aura.

Lu Feng's deep eyes did not see the slightest wave, he looked at the lines on the robe of the man in black, the corners of his mouth gradually raised a trace of disdain, and he smiled coldly: "You guys are dressed like this...... Isn't he emulating the Thirteen Killings of the Hidden Feng of the Snowy Ice Spring Sect?"

The Ice Spring Sect is one of the best forces on the continent, and there are thirteen Tibetan frontmen in the sect, each of whom has a different weapon, and his strength is extraordinary.

The Qinghe Sect, where Lu Feng was located, had always had a good relationship with them, and the two sides had been fighting for hundreds of years. In Lu Feng's heart, those hidden blades were all arrogant, and they had always acted alone, and it was never before before they appeared together like this or joined forces to besiege a person, and besides, with their arrogance, they absolutely disdained this.

Swish~

The man in black raised his hand and pointed at Lu Feng violently, and an extremely cold sword aura burst out.

Lu Feng was as motionless as a mountain, quiet as a pine, and he could see the trajectory of the opponent's sword qi clearly at a glance, and only turned sideways slightly when he was about to touch the moment, and easily dodged it with a very casual attitude.

After feeling the cold qi contained in the sword qi, it turned out to be really the ice spring cold qi unique to the Ice Spring Sect, Lu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

"Could it be that someone from within the Ice Spring Sect is pretending to be a Tibetan Blade?"

When Lu Feng was puzzled, the long swords in the hands of the thirteen black-clothed people came out of their sheaths one after another, and the leader shouted again: "I will say it again one last time, hand over the divine map."

Lu Feng's eyes were cold, he took out a dark orange brocade from the namen, glanced at it indifferently, and shook it in his hand like a rag, "I have studied this rag for a while, although I don't have the slightest understanding, but after all, it is not easy to get, it is a pity, you are unlucky, today the master is in a bad mood, I would rather throw it down from here than give it to you." ”

The black-clothed man at the head looked at the divine diagram that was a little yellowish in color, and he felt that it might be damaged at any time in Lu Feng's hand, his eyes suddenly froze, and his body suddenly moved forward, and he came to Lu Feng in the blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang......

The two of them quickly exchanged several moves, and in the face of the snatching of the man in black, Lu Feng was not flustered, and he didn't even move his body, not only easily avoiding the long sword of the man in black, but also forcing him back with a backhand.

The man in black was shocked back by the palm force, returned to his original place, his steps were a little flustered, he almost couldn't stand, looking at Lu Feng's eyes revealed a little jealousy, and he couldn't help muttering secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, as the young master expected, how long has it been? This kid's cultivation has improved so much", while admiring the young master's expectations like a god, he also made a murderous intention, if he doesn't get rid of this person today, he will definitely have endless troubles.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the man in black, Lu Feng laughed wildly, put on an invincible appearance, and shouted arrogantly: "You alone are far behind, if you want this rag, you thirteen of you can go together." ”

Lu Feng couldn't see through the true identity of the man in black, and deliberately provoked the other party with his words, wanting to further test the origin of these people.

"If we fight together, you will definitely die," the man in black led by him said confidently.

"Do you really think of yourself as a hidden blade?" Lu Feng teased disdainfully, still secretly wary in his heart.

Although what the man in black said was untrue, it was not all false, none of them could threaten Lu Feng alone, but if the thirteen people attacked together, Lu Feng might not be able to guarantee that he would be able to escape with his whole body.

However, this does not mean that Lu Feng is intimidated.

The man in black today's move, designing an ambush and acting sneakily, has touched the bottom line of Lu Feng and made him murderous.

"If you have the guts, try it!" Lu Feng put away the divine diagram, his eyes became more aggressive, and a black long sword appeared in his hand, pointing straight at the black-clothed people.

The blade of the sword is jet black all over, it looks very thin, very soft, very light, and even a gust of wind can make the sword body sway, but it is such a 'weak' sword that makes the atmosphere on Night Raven Ridge extremely grim in an instant.

The moment the black-clothed people saw Lu Feng holding the sword, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, keeping what they thought was a safe distance, and everyone's eyes were full of vigilance and looked extremely jealous.

At this moment, each of them was shrouded in a layer of fear in their hearts, and everyone stared at the sword in Lu Feng's hand in disbelief, what they were really afraid of was not Lu Feng, but the soft sword that suddenly appeared in his hand!

"How could the Night Feather Sword be in your hands?" said the man in black at the head, he knew very well the terrifying nature of the soft sword.

A cold smile rose at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, took out a dark silver blindfold mask, and slowly put it on, but it was this demure and elegant action that frightened all the people in black trembling.

"It can't be!"

"How could he be the Night Feather Sword Master?"

"If he is really the Shura who kills people without blinking, then we ...... today"

At this moment, a layer of dead silence was cast in the hearts of all the black-clothed people.

The black-clothed man at the head raised his throat, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and comforted: "Don't panic, everyone, are we only allowed to fake cards?

"Fake?" The other black-clothed men relaxed a little when they heard this, but they were still extremely panicked in their hearts, what kind of identity did the Night Feather Sword Master have, how could he be impersonated so easily?...... Dressing up can be emulated, but this night feather sword is unparalleled in the world, how can it be fake?

The black-clothed man led by him felt that everyone's fighting spirit was low, and he retreated, and shouted again: "The young master is like a god, and he must have expected it in advance, don't forget that we still have the young master's backhand, even if he is really the Night Feather Sword Master!"

"That's right, we should believe in the young master's arrangement," the rest of the black-clothed people regained their calm one after another, obviously the status and prestige of the 'young master' in their hearts were terrifying, enough for them to fight fearlessly.

Lu Feng had always had doubts about today's events, but when he heard the conversation of the man in black at this moment, he couldn't help but understand in his heart that he must have fallen for the conspiracy of the 'young master' and deceived him into this deserted place, wanting to get rid of him here without knowing it.

It's just that this young master ...... Who is it?

A dusty figure appeared in Lu Feng's mind, it was a woman with an extremely beautiful appearance, exuding a holy aura all over her body, and it was after Lu Feng received her letter today that he went to the appointment.

Although I don't know why the latter didn't show up for the appointment on time, Lu Feng believes that today's incident must have nothing to do with her.

Perhaps, she was in the same danger at this time.

......

The black-clothed man at the head raised his hand and touched his waist, took a few steps forward, and opened the 'Soul Bag' on his waist when he landed in front of the wind.

The Soul Bag is a kind of storage utensils on the Xuantian Continent, different from ordinary storage utensils, the Soul Bag is a kind of utensils that can store living bodies for a short time, and it is much more advanced than the most ordinary Receiving Rings.

After the soul bag was opened, the man in black smiled coldly at Lu Feng: "I expected that you would not obediently hand over the divine map, so we specially prepared a small gift for you." ”

Lu Feng had a bad premonition in his heart when he heard this, and watched the palm-sized living soul bag in the hand of the man in black gradually enlarge, and then a woman in a green shirt fell out of the bag and fell to the ground.

Even if her hands are firmly tied, the woman's eyes are full of stubbornness and unyielding.

Lu Feng looked at the woman's clothes and blood stains all over the place, the tip of his nose was sore, his eyes moved down, his heart couldn't help but pinch his heart, and suddenly found that the woman's light gauze skirt was empty, and a pair of originally slender and slender legs had been cut off by Qi Qi!

That's her favorite leg!

The legs that are pitiful for bumps and bumps on weekdays!

"Senior Sister Yihan~"