Lu Ming always felt that this person was playing with himself, and he dared to challenge him even though he didn't know anything.

The long-range attack was not possible, Lu Ming had no choice but to go up in person, he pulled out his sword, picked up the sword trick, jumped up and rushed towards the young man.

Feng Yin subconsciously wanted to escape, but seeing the contemptuous gazes around him, he had to grit his teeth and face Lu Ming's sword.

Since you haven't stopped yourself, does it mean that you can use yin power?

The black mist overflowed along Feng Yin's hands, and as soon as Feng Yin raised his hand, the yin power wrapped around Lu Ming's hands like a poisonous snake.

Although Feng Yin is not powerful, the yin qi has a great corrosive effect on the living, such as demonic qi and evil qi.

The young man carefully controlled the yin power. Lu Ming couldn't resist a ghost who had cultivated for thousands of years, even if his cultivation was not high.

"Ping-"

The sword in his hand fell to the ground, and Lu Ming was imprisoned in mid-air by Yin Qi. As soon as Feng Yin's hand turned, Lu Ming was sent down from the Xianbi Platform by the black qi.

Lu Ming's eyes widened in disbelief, could he have lost like this? Lost at the hands of this despicable and shameless man?

The moment he landed, the endless anger enveloped Lu Ming's thinking, and when the shackles on his hand disappeared, he immediately pinched his sword and raised his hand, "You dare to yin me!" The sword on the Senbi platform flew towards Feng Yin.

"I didn't yin you." Feng Yin shook his head and looked back at the rushing sword, he had no time to use his yin power to block it.

"Pss

The young man had a sword in his chest defenselessly. Feng Yin's feet were weak, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

When the sword was plunged into the young man's chest, Lu Ming also became uneasy, he was just angry at Feng Yin's behavior, and he didn't think about killing anyone.

If Feng Yin died, he would really be in trouble! It's a trivial matter for Xianbi to lose, killing people in front of so many seniors and being kicked out of the Jiuyang Sect is considered light! Lu Ming hurriedly ran up to Xianbitai.

Feng Yin covered his chest, he raised his hand and shook out the sword in his body with yin power, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his painful forehead, and his face was pale. I seem to have done something wrong again, why do I keep making mistakes?

"You...... Okay? Lu Ming squatted down beside the young man and supported Feng Yin's weak body, "I'm sorry, I'm just angry, I don't want to kill you." Sorry ......"

"It's okay, I can't die." The young man smiled weakly, "I don't have yin for you." ”

"I know, I know, it's just your style of play......" is really unprecedented, and it's useless to talk about it now.

Lu Ming wanted to take Feng Yin to heal his injuries first, but he didn't dare to take it lightly if the seniors didn't speak, so he sat on the Xianbi platform with Feng Yin in his arms and waited anxiously for the seniors to decide.

"This seat announced that Feng Yin would cancel the qualification of Xianbi, and Lu Ming won."

After a moment, the Great Elder spoke slowly. Lu Ming was overjoyed.

Feng Yin looked up at the elders in the air, faintly lost.

"I don't agree." The second elder suddenly stood up, flew down, and landed on the Xianbi platform, "It's obviously Feng Yin's victory, why do you want to cancel his Xianbi qualification?" ”

"How can the Evil Demon Outer Dao participate in the Immortal Competition?"

"Demonic Outer Path?" The second elder smiled charmingly, "What if the evil demon is outside? Does Semby have a rule that you must use the right way? What's more, didn't Feng Yin do anything despicable, didn't everyone see it? The Great Elder suddenly canceled Feng Yin's immortal qualification, isn't it too disrespectful? ”

"You!" The Great Elder glared at this junior disciple who didn't take himself seriously at all, "Second Elder, why do you always protect Feng Yin?" ”

"It's fun." The Second Elder shrugged, "Great Elder, it's not good to be too old-fashioned. This seat announced that Feng Yin won this game! After that, he stared at Lu Ming, "You hurt people with secret arrows, and if you lose, you dare to do it, and you will go down to receive the punishment yourself." ”

Lu Ming's head was lowered and he echoed in a low voice, "The disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

After speaking, he helped Feng Yin to leave.

Xianbi still continued, and walked down Xianbi Tai out of Jue Xiantai, Lu Ming hesitated for a while and let go of Feng Yin, scratching his head embarrassedly: "Then you go to the Medicine Valley by yourself, I will go to receive the punishment."

"I'm sorry." Seeing that Lu Ming was about to leave, Feng Yin couldn't let go of Lu Ming's anger just now.

"It's fine." He looked at the young man and smiled, "We don't know each other if we don't fight, don't be angry." The spirit grass in that medicine valley needs spirit stones, how many do you need? ”

The young man shook his head and grinned at him, revealing a row of white teeth: "Don't break the bank, Lord Wengu is my master."

"Oh, good, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After seeing Lu Ming leave, Feng Yin left the main peak. He has not been in close contact with anyone except Xuanyuan Yize, he has no friends, he has always been alone, but he hopes that he can have friends.

·

The breeze blew, and the faint fragrance of the spirit herb immortal medicine permeated the wind.

Feng Yin raised his hand and pressed the wound, grinning in pain, he smiled helplessly: It seems that in the next game, he will definitely lose.

The young man blinked his eyes and turned his head to look at the Lingtian, where the spirit grass immortal medicine grew the most vigorously, and no one could have imagined that the spirit grass there had almost been wiped out.

Feng Yin reached out and touched the jade pendant on her waist, slowly rubbing it.

When Xuanyuan Yize left, he said that he would come back in ten years, but it has been thirteen or fourteen years, and no one has returned, and there is no news.

The young man sighed softly and walked slowly in the direction of the small courtyard.

He didn't know many people, the best one for him was Xuanyuan Yize, and the only one who had an intersection was Xuanyuan Yize, so he didn't want to see that man have an accident.

·

The next day, in the second game, Feng Yin's opponent was Murong Jiuge.

The breeze blew slowly, blowing the young man's three thousand green silks, he pressed the wound that was still faintly painful, and looked at the man opposite vigilantly. This person is very much like a person - Xuanyuan Night.

They were the same expressionless, the same indifference, and even the same ruthless Dao of cultivation - except that Xuanyuan Ye was a closed disciple, and Murong Jiuge was an outer disciple.

As the game began, the man stepped up with a sword, stabbing left and right, and the move was deadly, without any fancies.

The young man endured the pain caused by the wound and carefully dodged Murong Jiuge's sword, but there were still many scratches on his body.

The result of the competition was expected, and Feng Yin was defeated.

Falling off the Xianbi platform, the young man got up with the platform, trembling in pain, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: Sure enough, he lost, but it doesn't matter, he is still a disciple of the Medicine Valley, and the master is Wen Li, anyway, he never thought of being the apprentice of that senior.

He got up and was about to leave, but found that someone was blocking his way, that person was not a stranger, but he hadn't seen him for more than ten years - it was Xuanyuan Jingxue.

"Feng Yin," the woman looked at the young man coldly, with a sarcastic expression, and Murong Jiu Ge stood beside her, "Do you remember Xuanyuan Yize?" ”

"What do you want to say?" The young man pursed his lips and looked at the woman warily.

"Feng Pei, heh......" She chuckled, her eyes swept over the jade pendant hanging on the young man's waist, and her tone was full of malice, "I have long known that he has a good relationship with you, but I didn't expect Feng Pei to send it out, and quietly tell you that Xuanyuan Yize is dead." ”

"What's the use of you telling me this?" The hand he placed at his side tightened silently.

"Huh? If it's useless, it's useless. Xuanyuan Jingxue pouted playfully, "I just want to inform you for the sake of you being good friends, when I went down the mountain to practice, I, Xuanyuan Ye, and Xuanyuan Yize, were together, but Xuanyuan Yize fell into Ling Demon Valley and died, so only we came back." ”

"What about you, stay at home, nest in the medicine valley, of course you don't know." After speaking, Xuanyuan Jingxue glanced at the person who was walking towards this side behind Feng Yin, her eyes sank, and she left with Murong Jiuge.

- Feng Yin, when I come back, will you give it to me?

- Remember to wash up and wait for me.

——In Xia Xuanyuan Yize, I don't know the name of the son?

- Feng Yin, this is for you.

- Xuanyuan Chengao, you'd better not touch his idea......

Xuanyuan Yize, are you really dead? It can't be, right?

The young man stood still and could not move his footsteps.

In fact, his original intention was to see all over the world and come to Jiuyang Sect, almost all because of Xuanyuan Yize, and now he actually told him that people are dead, how is it possible?

"Feng Yin." Xuanyuan Ye walked to the young man's side and stopped, he heard what Xuanyuan Jingxue said just now, but it had nothing to do with him.

He took out two things from the ring space and handed them to the young man, the same was the sword of the past year, and the same was-

"Give your sword back." He looked at the young man's face as white as jade, paused and continued, "This bead is a demon pill with a thousand-year cultivation, and it was given to you by Xuanyuan Yize. "Let him pass it on to you before he dies," he said, asking you to leave the Jiuyang Sect. ”

"Did he say that?" Feng Yin looked back at the man, "How did he die?" ”

"Well, what he said, he fell into the Ling Demon Valley, and the people who fell there, even if they were god-transforming monks, would definitely die, not to mention that his soul lamp was also extinguished."

"Really? That's a shame. The young man muttered to himself, his face was calm and terrifying, he took the things in Xuanyuan Ye's hand, raised his feet and left, as if he had just heard an inconsequential news.

·

After returning to the medicine valley, his disguise was completely removed, and he squatted on the ground, hugging himself and crying bitterly.

"Why ......"

Xuanyuan Yize, I've been waiting for so many years, but you said tell me that you died?