The sword in his left hand, the foehn sword momentum came out, and he saw countless sword lights flying up in the woods outside the city in the faint light of the sky, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, the sword qi and sword shadow soared into the air, and the majestic ancient aura rushed like a mountain and a sea, and in a breath, most of the black-robed people had been flattened and even crushed into pulp.

Gongsun Qiao was so frightened by this sword momentum that he didn't dare to come out, and he didn't move, for fear that the sword momentum would accidentally cut him in half and turn him into meat paste.

Although the left-handed sword is more flexible to use, it is immature after all, and it is also new to contact, and the overwhelming sword momentum cannot continue to carry out the second round of attacks, and finally, the sword qi sword shadow returns to the Flowing Frost Sword and turns into a mountain-splitting heavy sword again.

Although the sword converged the cold light, it made a piercing ripple, buzzing, and shook the mountains and forests.

In the midst of this piercing ripple, a cyan figure suddenly appeared on top of the heavy sword, as if it had no weight, standing firmly on the tip of the sword. With a cold face and closed eyes, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

As soon as he appeared, the Flowing Frost Sword automatically lost its astonishing sword momentum, and the cyan figure standing on the tip of the sword was like an unsheathed sword, the sword intent was boiling, and the cold and murderous aura penetrated through the Flowing Frost Sword through the heart of the Wind.

The black-robed man didn't seem to know the power of this sword trick, and the black-robed man who was lucky not to be crushed into a pulp still attacked quickly, and the little Totoro and Gongsun Qiao at the end of the crossbow hurriedly hid behind Youfeng.

Knowing that she couldn't say a word with these people, her eyes were full of murderous intent, the red demonic energy flashed away, the left hand holding the sword moved slightly, and before she could move again, the cyan figure understood what she thought, and a complex sword pattern full of mysterious and ancient atmosphere crawled on her face without a trace of emotion, and her eyes opened.

A pair of cyan eyes are like fairy eyes, there are strange water waves flowing in them, which are extremely good-looking, although the pupils can turn and contract like humans, but the wind can clearly see that there is no human mood fluctuation in the pupils of the cyan boy.

Instantly realized, he should still be just an emotionless junior sword spirit. However, this does not prevent the fact that he is a powerful sword spirit.

Youfeng has always known that the Flowing Frost Sword has a sword spirit, but this sword spirit has not been awakened, only tried to hold the sword in his left hand, and the sword spirit woke up, which is indeed a bit shocking, An's father and mother had an accident that hit her very hard, and her left hand, which she is good at, has not been used since, and she knew this, she will not seal her left hand!

The sword spirit is the soul that lives in the sword, which is extremely suitable for the sword itself, how much power the sword has, and what kind of ability is known clearly, but the sword spirit is restricted by the sword owner and obeys orders.

The killing intent flashed in the wind mind, and the sword spirit keenly caught it.

The sword spirit personally struck, and the power naturally did not need to be said, urging the Flowing Frost Sword, the heavy sword fell, and the remaining black-robed people were split in half without falling.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit shot too quickly, and when the light in the body of the dead black-robed man flew away, the ghost wind had not yet prepared the container.

"Can you wait for my exact instructions next time?" Sealed in the sword, Ghost Wind understands the excitement of seeing the sword spirit again, and Ghost Wind tries to communicate with the sword spirit in the first battle.

The sword spirit's face was like an expression, and he nodded at the wind as cold as ice, and at the same time, his figure turned into a streamer and disappeared into the Flowing Frost Sword.

It's too cold! Youfeng put away the Liushuang Sword in Gongsun Qiao's envious gaze, and then took out the Wound Pill Pill to treat Gongsun Qiao and Little Totoro one by one.

"Boss of the curtain, it shouldn't be a sword spirit just now, right?" Even if he is well-read and well-informed, Gongsun Qiao has something he has never seen, and when he sees it, he wants to take another look, rare objects!

"Didn't you receive the letter I sent you?" Little Totoro is just that, Gongsun Qiao, she sent a signal when she came out of Hell Valley, he can still go to Hell Valley, and how many little Totoro will he meet?

"Makumaku, it just so happens that there is something I need in Hell Valley, so I'll just..." Since being subdued by Youfeng five hundred years ago, Gongsun Qiao no longer dares to play tricks in front of Youfeng, "Originally, I wanted to wait for you to find something, and then I brought it up, where could I think of it..." Who thought she would find things so quickly and go to Maze City...

"What is it in Hell Valley?" Ghost Wind asked.

Youfeng took the coquettish little chinchilla back to the city, thinking about Gongsun Qiao's words all the way, when she was in the magic spring yesterday, she found that these brothers were all seriously injured, and this injury was not caused recently. Looking at the injuries, Yufeng guessed that those injuries had already been dark wounds, at least hundreds of years old.

However, what injuries have not been cured for hundreds of years, and they are His Royal Highness of the Xuanyuan Imperial Family, the most noble person in the entire Demon Clan, so the second grandfather of the Demon Lord didn't think of a way to help them treat them?

Hearing what Gongsun Qiao was looking for just now, Youfeng guessed whether Gongsun Qiao had also suffered injuries that had not healed like his brothers.

The injury cannot be healed, the cultivation will not be able to improve, and the heavy responsibility of the demon clan will not be able to bear, except for the sixth sister Xuanyuan Demon Light, the seventh brother Xuanyuan Demon Covenant and Su Li, the three unscathed Demon Highnesses, their new generation of power can simply be described as withering, and the wind now seems to be able to understand the idea that the second grandfather of the Demon Lord is eager to let her succeed to the throne of the Demon Venerable.

"You go check this again..." After talking to Gongsun Qiao, watching Gongsun Qiao leave Mast City quickly, his eyes were still full of deep thought.

However, the 'Ten Mile Red Carpet Ten Thousand People Banquet', which is hotly discussed by the people in the city, and tonight's engagement banquet, I am afraid that it will not be as everyone wishes, he will definitely be very angry!

"Xiaotian, you temporarily transformed into my appearance and pretended to investigate in the city." Except for the Firewing Beast who went to send Zhou Naughty Boy, the others were there, and after a little thought, Youfeng made a simple plan.

Since the black-robed people are a killer organization similar to mercenaries, there must be more than one or two groups of black-robed people who secretly want to kill her, and the safest place now is the Demon Spring.

Quickly returned to the Demon Spring in the Imperial City, and when the wind came out again, it was already an hour later, accompanied by Xuanyuan Demon Light who was 'monitoring' her.

After leaving the Imperial City and coming to the wide street of Mast City, the two of them did not stop at all, and went straight to the edge of the city, looking at the direction that seemed to be the Ice Valley.

In an unknown cave, several people in black robes sat on the futon in the form of meditation, unable to see their expressions clearly, only a terrifying black gas lingered around their bodies, hideous like gray skulls.

The cave was very quiet, a kind of dead silence that made the heart tremble, although there were several humans sitting in the cave, but it did not reduce the dead silence and coldness, as if the soul of the people here, all the life was not here, leaving only a body, useless.

However, in this dead and silent cave, a man wearing a white embroidered brocade cotton robe suddenly appeared, the man's expression was slightly cold, and his body was indescribably noble, but there was a black aura condensed between his handsome eyebrows, similar to the aura on the body of a body sitting cross-legged, but it was more condensed and heavy than theirs.