Yuan Yang heard Ni Chuanqiong say that the city of winged hope had arrived, and immediately looked down. Ni Chuanqiong seemed to be driving the flying sword down, and Yuan Yang felt the ground getting closer and closer.

Landing on the ground, Yuan Yang and Ni Chuanqiong stood outside the tall city wall, the city gate was tightly covered, and there were no guards on the city tower, and the city under the moonlight seemed so solemn.

Yuan Yang took a few steps forward, and after looking around, he looked at this strange and mysterious city of the Demon Gate, I am afraid that there are many difficulties in the city, and there are many difficulties. But the two secrets of CCTV as treasures may be in the city, as long as the person who took the body is found, then there will be a chance for the secret items to be returned to their original owners. It's just that I learned from Ni Chuanqiong's mouth that the man named Feng Lonely is not a character to deal with, and even a cultivator like Ni Chuanqiong who can control the flying sword can't parry, let alone Yuan Yang.

Yuan Yang was full of contradictions in her heart, looking at the city of winged hope in front of her, she took a deep breath, the cool air entered her arms, and the endless cold overflowed her body. Although she was a little scared, although she did so with an egg, those two secrets were extremely important to her, and since they were both at the gate of the Winged City, why not try them? Yuan Yang turned around, looked at the expressionless Ni Chuanqiong, and hugged his fists and thanked: "Brother Chuan, thank you for sending me here, you can go back." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi's face changed slightly, and said, "You went in alone?" Yuan Yang nodded, Ni Chuanqiong snorted coldly, and said, "Although I don't want to go in, I can't sit back and watch a person who has no power to fight back to die." With that, he walked quickly towards the city gate.

The city of wings and views, the moonlight is full of moonlight, like a silver veil paved, and the cold wind is sweeping, mixed with yellow sand flying. Above the tall building, in the long corridor, the white-clothed Feng Lonely clasped his arms with his hands, his face on the upper left was covered by a silver-white mask, and a pair of bottomless eyes didn't know where to look.

Suddenly, Feng Silent turned his head sideways, and the purple lightsaber in his hand had already gathered, only to hear the sound of the sword piercing into the plank, and then a bewitching woman's voice came: "Eh, it seems that I am still not fast enough, the purple sword of the kamikaze messenger is so powerful, it is really difficult to approach." The voice was lingering and provocative.

The Zili sword of the right person hit directly in front of the feet of the comer, not because he missed it, but because he did it intentionally. "You've tried countless times and it's got the same result." Feng said leisurely, his tone cold and full of arrogance.

"Hahaha." The woman's bechanting laughter swirled in the corridor, and she leisurely moved a few steps towards the man ten feet away in front of her, twisting her slender snake waist, and said delicately: "Shouldn't the kamikaze messenger always have an expression that ignores the warmth of the world, can't you take a good look at me?" ”

Feng Jing naturally did not set his eyes on the woman, but continued to clasp his arms, looked at the night in the distance without a trace of expression, and said coldly: "Miaohuan Messenger, your charm is indeed the peak, but it's a pity that you found the wrong person, and even I can't get close, how can you make it?" ”

"Oh? So you mean that as long as I can get close to you, my seductive skills will only work for you? The bewitching messenger of Miaohuan flowed around, looking directly at the person in front of him.

Feng Lone's face was calm, and his arrogant eyes did not look at the woman, "I said it all, you try ten thousand times again, and it will be a result."

Miao Huan raised a charming smile, her smile was sultry, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the man in front of her, seeing that Feng Lin was still like water, she was a little disappointed at the moment, and secretly said in her heart: "One day, I will touch your eyebrows with my own hands and feel my charming!" But these are all things she thinks in her heart, so she naturally doesn't dare to say it in front of Feng Lonely.

Seeing that Feng was silent, her tone became a little cold, and she said, "The kamikaze envoy returned to the city this time, and he actually brought some unclean minions, and I don't know why you didn't deal with it. ”

Feng Shi's eyes were still looking ahead, his face was expressionless, as if most of the things in this world had nothing to do with him, and after a while, he said lightly: "What do you mean?" What do I need your guidance on? ”

The Miao Huan envoy snorted lightly and said, "There are two people outside the city, I see, they are here for you, right?" ”

The Miao Huan envoy wanted to continue to say something, but saw Feng Jing, who was dressed in white, jumped lightly and suddenly disappeared from her sight.

Feng Silence didn't take her seriously at all, which made the envoy of Miao Huan angry, she looked at the distance angrily, and she didn't know what she was cursing in her heart when she gritted her teeth. At this time, she heard a rush of footsteps behind her, she turned around, and saw one of her subordinates running over and kneeling: "Meet the messenger of Miaohuan." ”

"Get up, what's the matter with you?"

"The subordinate is here to find the kamikaze...... the subordinate said with some slurring.

Miao Huan's envoy snorted lightly and said, "If he is not here, what can't he tell me?" ”

"Don't dare." The subordinate hurriedly replied, "The city lord has come out of the customs, saying that he has heard something brought back by the kamikaze messenger and is in a hurry to summon him." ”

The Miao Huan envoy blinked slightly, paused and said, "You stand down, I will definitely tell you about this matter." ”

"Yes." And the man withdrew. The Miao Huan envoy turned to look outside the city gate, not knowing what he was thinking.

Outside the Yiwang City, Yuan Yang and Ni Chuanqiong slowly approached the city gate, it was close to dawn at this time, and the light gradually became brighter. Ni Chuanqiong walked a few steps, but suddenly stopped, and his brows suddenly furrowed like the word "Chuan". And Yuan Yang didn't notice anything unusual, and still continued to move forward.

Seeing Yuan Yang continue to walk forward, he hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Don't go over! ”

Yuan Yang was stunned, turned his head, and asked blankly, "Brother Chuan, what's wrong?" ”

Ni Chuanqiong was still frowning and looking ahead, but he didn't answer Yuan Yang's words.

Yuan Yang was puzzled, but she didn't dare to move forward.

Half an hour later, Ni Chuanqiong waved his hand, and the green long sword "Zheng" returned to the scabbard, and the long sword came out of the sheath and flew in front of Ni Chuanqiong. I saw Ni Chuanqiong pointing at the city gate with one hand, and the green long sword was full of sword light, and flew towards the gate of the city with a "whoosh".

But listening to the sound of "bang", the green long sword was unexpectedly bounced out by a nameless breath.

Ni Chuanqiong stretched out his hand to catch the long sword that was shaken back, and said to himself: "Sure enough, hmph, isn't the city of winged hope even allowed to enter birds, finches and mosquitoes?" It's been done to this point. ”

Seeing Ni Chuanqiong snorting coldly, Yuan Yang was puzzled, she saw that the city gate was in front of her, and there was nothing else unusual, she really couldn't understand that Ni Chuanqiong's long sword would be shocked and fly backwards.

Yuan Yang was curious and moved a few steps towards the city gate.

"Don't go over! There is an enchantment, the cultivation is not high, and if you touch the enchantment, your life will be in danger! Ni Chuanqiong said loudly.

Yuan Yang stopped, and no longer dared to make up his mind rashly. "Enchantment? So what? ”

Ni Chuanqiong looked at it coldly, and now he didn't bother to explain to Yuan Yang what this enchantment was, and the long sword he was holding at the moment trembled involuntarily.

Seeing this, Ni Chuanqiong couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, and when Yuan Yang on the side saw his vigilant look, she became worried for a while, but she didn't know that the surroundings seemed so calm, but Ni Chuanqiong seemed so uneasy.

The cold wind raged again, but this time it was different from before, and a powerful sense of murder and oppression followed.

"It seems that it was the biggest mistake to let you go, to let you run so far, but the result is still to die, I really feel a little sorry." A man's voice sounded, with a hint of pride in the cold wind.

Ni Chuanqiong and Yuan Yang felt that this voice was very familiar, and they hurriedly looked up, only to see a man in white standing lightly on top of the city tower, and the light blue clothes belt kept flying backwards.

"Silence!" Ni Chuanqiong's pupils shrank, and he kept suppressing the trembling long sword in his hand.

When Yuan Yang saw the man on the city tower, her mood became impetuous, and she shouted loudly: "You bad person, give me back my things!" ”

Feng Lonely heard Yuan Yang's shout, his expression was still as light as water, he didn't seem to put the two people downstairs in his eyes at all, even his eyes, he didn't look at them, but kept looking at the fish belly white in the sky, this handsome and extraordinary man, still so arrogant, isolated from the world.

"Demon disciple, let me ask you, what did you take away people's corpses for?" Ni Chuanqiong shouted to Feng Lonely.

Feng Lonely was called a "demon disciple" by Ni Chuanqiong, but he didn't have any change in expression, the silver-white mask on the left half of his face shone brightly, and he sneered: "For what? Isn't it just for the sake of conspiracy?

"In the eyes of you so-called righteous people, isn't everything we do in the Demon Sect as a conspiracy by you?"

"You!" Ni Chuanqiong was speechless for a while, but saw Feng Jing make a gesture, as if he was summoning something.

But suddenly, a white phoenix flew over.

Feng Lone's face was cold, and when he saw the white phoenix flying in front of him, he said lightly: "Yu'er, those two guys downstairs belong to you, and you should move after so long." ”

The white phoenix let out a clear roar, spread its wings, and rushed towards Ni Chuanqiong and Yuanyang under the city tower like an arrow.

Ni Chuanqiong quickly sacrificed his green long sword, and the long sword immediately flew towards the white phoenix, seeing that the long sword was approaching the white phoenix, the beacon on the city tower still had an indifferent look, and his face was confident.

I saw the white phoenix raise its neck, open its mouth and immediately spit out a few blazing bolts of lightning, and the electric ball was menacing, flying towards Ni Chuanqiong's flying sword. Seeing this, Ni Chuanqiong compared a handprint, and the light on the flying sword became a lot more vigorous, and the electric ball rushed towards the flying sword, and in a blink of an eye, the flying sword was wrapped all over the body, at this moment, Ni Chuanqiong's flying sword seemed to be burning in the flames.

Although Yuan Yang didn't understand the fighting methods of these cultivators, she could also see that Ni Chuanqiong was at a disadvantage right now, and she was anxious, looking at everything in front of her worriedly.

The white phoenix spread its snow-white wings and hovered in the sky above Ni Chuanqiong and Yuanyang's heads, the white feathers swayed gently with the wind, Ni Chuanqiong's flying sword was surrounded by thunder and lightning, no matter how Ni Chuanqiong manipulated the spell, the sword was fixed in place like that, unable to return to his hand.

The white phoenix watched the electric ball he spit out imprisoning Ni Chuanqiong's flying sword, and became a little excited for a while, and shouted a few times at the moment.

Suddenly, Ni Chuanqiong snorted, spitting blood, and after taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground, and his green long sword also fell from the air to the ground at this time.

"Brother Chuan! How are you? Yuan Yang was in a hurry, and hurriedly helped Ni Chuanqiong up.

Feng Jing on the city tower saw that Ni Chuanqiong was injured, and he was only right because he was proud, but he was a little surprised, and after a while, he regained his composure, and said with a little disgust in his eyes: "I do my thing, I kill my people, when do you need to intervene?" ”