"You know, although I have made countless friends in my life, there are very few people I really admire." Feng Yange shook his wine glass, his eyes were bright, and he said softly.

Baili peerless nodded in agreement.

"But you know what, I admire a thief." Feng Yange drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, shook his head and chuckled, "A thief, it's incredible. ”

Hearing this, Baili raised his eyebrows, seemed to be quite interested, and looked like he was willing to hear about it.

Feng Yange seemed to remember something, with a hint of indescribable look in his eyes, and said faintly: "The night owl was originally chasing me with Ji Junyan, but unfortunately Ji Junyan was intercepted by Ye Lantian. If it were me, I would never go after an enemy with a higher level of martial arts than mine, but the Night Stalker did just that. ”

In fact, the night stalker not only did this, but also did it thoroughly.

Feng Yange's light skills are the best in the world, and he goes to Bixiao Pavilion like lightning.

The night owl's light skills are also the best in the world, so his speed is not inferior to Feng Yaoge, and he has been following Feng Yange, following him like a shadow, and throwing out a few ghost-headed flying knives from time to time.

Therefore, Feng Yange galloped forward, and also had to defend against the surprise attack of the night owl.

The two of them walked through the streets and alleys of the city at will, and the speed was staggering.

After the time of half a pillar of incense, the figures of the two still did not appear tired.

The night owl was still behind her, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, unable to shake it off.

This surprised Feng Yange.

Even if you are a person who is good at light work, after a stick of incense, it is impossible to follow Feng Yange without fatigue.

Feng Burning Song comes from the Fantasy Realm of the Honi, and the light gong body method is exquisite, which can be synchronized with the wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, and is comparable to the gods and demons.

Although she came to this plane, all her martial arts slowly softened into the strength that should belong to this time and space, but she was still superior.

And the light work is her originality.

At that time, he fought with Tang Rou on the top of the Tianshan Mountains and became famous all over the world, but he never got a good name, and later Tang Rou named "Feng Wu" according to her style.

So far, the light skill of the phoenix burning song "phoenix dance" is famous all over the world.

Those who can follow the song of Feng Burning like this, without falling into the wind, except for Yue Changsi and Di Yao, are now counting the night owls.

So Feng Yange suddenly became interested.

In a sparsely populated deep alley, Feng Yange stopped.

The night owl naturally stopped, but the fine sweat on his forehead and the slightly rapid breathing revealed that he was a little tired at the moment, but he still stood upright and looked at Feng Yange vigilantly.

"What a handsome light work." Feng Yange stood with his hands in his hands, a trace of surprise and excitement flashed in his eyes, "Can I ask for the name of this light skill?" ”

The night owl slowly turned his internal force for a week, calmed down his breathing a little quickly, and then grinned and said: "How dare the light skill that is not in the stream be compared with the "Feng Dance" that is famous all over the world by the master of the Feng Palace, but since the master of the Feng Palace asks, it is not easy to excuse it, and the name of the light skill is "Walking like the wind". ”

"Swift as the wind, good name." Feng Yange clapped his hands and laughed. "I didn't expect there to be such a clever light skill in this world."

"Hey······ hey" The night owl grinned and said, "Thanks to the Feng Palace Master's praise, I really dare not take it." ”

Feng Yange smiled lightly and said, "Your light skills are indeed good, but it's a pity that at this time, I hate other people's light skills being better than mine." As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know how your other martial arts compare to your light skills?" ”

The night owl was stunned when he heard this. Then he understood the meaning of Feng Yange's words.

Feng Yaoge wanted to save Zhao Yu, but the order he received was to drag Feng Yaoge no matter what.

Therefore, no matter how bad his martial arts are, he must prevent Feng Yange from going to Bixiao Pavilion.

"In the next place, there is no peerless and profound martial arts like the Feng Palace Master, but ······" With a flick of his wrist, a flying knife was already clipped to his fingertips, shining with a cold light in the snow.

"I will do my best in the next place, and I will not disappoint the Feng Palace Master." The night owl was straight, his expression was solemn, and he stood tall.

"Refreshing." Feng Yange laughed, "I just like people like you who are refreshing. Then take it. ”

Feng Yange said, his sleeves were raised, and a crested dart shot out of his sleeve, and at the same time, his sleeves became longer, and he grabbed the first move.

The night owl was not in a hurry, threw out the flying knife to face the crested dart, and at the same time made a mistake in the step under his feet, and the light skill of "walking like the wind" was used, dodging the sleeves of Feng Yaoge, and the five fingers of his left hand became claws, grabbing the sleeves of Feng Yaoge, and his right hand touched from his waist, the cold light flashed, and a short knife pierced the "shoulder chastity point" on Feng Yange's shoulder.

The two of them also use hidden weapons, but on the main blade, one person's blade is extremely short, one person's blade is extremely long, one person's blade is extremely sharp, and one person's blade is extremely soft.

The night owl grabbed Feng Yange's sleeve, Feng Yange naturally wouldn't let him succeed, the sleeves were danced lightly and flexibly by her, and there were many changes, even though the night owl's grasp was also changeable, but it still didn't touch the sleeves in the slightest.

The sleeves fluttered again, and the head of the sleeve pointed to the "Hegu Point" on the back of the night owl's hand, and at the same time, his wrist flipped and cut to the "Yangxi Point" on his wrist.

The night owl was shocked, and his footwork changed again, the wrists of his two hands flipped sharply, one hand grabbed Feng Yange's sleeve again, and the other hand held a knife, and his wrist flipped over, stabbing at the "Waiguan Point" of Feng Yange's wrist.

These tricks are only in the blink of an eye, after a few twists and turns, in the blink of an eye, five or six moves have passed.

"Good kung fu." Feng Yange raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Try this trick again." With that, with a flick of his wrist, the sleeves suddenly turned into two, wrapping around the night stalk's neck and attacking the night stalker's bottom plate with his feet.

The night owl fought her at close range, and Feng Yange's moves were swift and violent, and this sudden change shocked him. However, at this time, even if he had peerless light skills, it was impossible for him to avoid Feng Yingge's swift blow.

For the sake of the present······ Only imminent.

The night owl's heart turned sharply, and he gritted his teeth and took a step forward, and the knife in his hand slashed at Feng Yaoge's throat. The throat is an important and fatal weakness of the human body, and the night owl is a lose-lose game.

He expected that Feng Burning Song would not be able to die with him, so he took such a risk.

But he did guess right. Feng Yange had to retreat backwards, this retreat, the strength of her sleeves loosened, and the night owl took the opportunity to avoid the sleeves and retreated at the same time.

However, as soon as he retreated, Feng Yange's crested dart came to his eyes.

The night owl was frightened, and in a hurry, he raised his knife to block.

With a ding, sparks flew everywhere, and the night owl saw a flower in front of him, and at the same time, Feng Yange's sleeve hit again.

This series of actions was carried out in one go, forcing the night owls to retreat one after another, and they were unable to return to the sky if they had the intention to resist the enemy.

Feng Yange also lost her patience to fight him, after such a long time, she didn't know Zhao Yu's situation, she was very anxious. As a result, the shot was even more aggressive.

The night owl had consumed too much internal strength in the chase just now, and at this moment, he was fighting with Feng Yange, which consumed his energy, and both his body and the movements in his hands gradually slowed down.

In the face of Feng Yange's stormy attack, the night owl began to be a little powerless.

With a pop, the night owl couldn't resist it, and Feng Yange's sleeve hit his chest.

A powerful internal force came from the sleeve of his coat, and the night owl fell out like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Yange put away his sleeves, stood with his hands in his hands, and said: "You can take more than ten moves from me without being defeated, it can be seen that you do have some skills, but you have never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, so I will let you live." ”

"By the way, your injury is not fatal, this is a wound medicine, you can heal after a good rest." Feng Yange originally planned to turn around and leave, but when he thought that the injuries on his body were caused by her, he couldn't bear it, so he kept the wound medicine on his body.

The night owl swallowed the blood that surged up again, struggled to stand up, his eyes were resolute, and he smiled: "Thank you for the praise and concern of the Feng Palace Master, but since I promised him, I will definitely do it." ”

"Promise him, promise him what?" Feng Yange asked, "Did you promise him that he would trap me, even if he lost his life, he would keep me?" ”

The night owl's eyes flashed and he was silent, indicating that Feng Yange's guess was right.

"And who is he referring to, King Rong Huangfu Yunting?" Feng Yangge's eyebrows were cold, and he asked slowly.

When the night owl heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he was not shocked.

Is she Feng Yange, or nothing can hide from her.

"The master of the Feng Palace is a smart person, and he can guess it as soon as he guesses." The night owl smiled, "So I also ask the Feng Palace Lord to forgive me for my recklessness." ”

"With your current situation, if you want to keep me, are you sure you can do it?" Feng Yange straightened his sleeves and said slowly.

The night owl laughed and said, "As long as you have a breath in the next breath, you will do your best no matter what." ”

"So, you're not going to give up anyway?"

"Not bad. Although I am a thief, I have always kept my word, and I will do what I promise others. ”

"Well, that's a good point." Feng Yange laughed, "If I leave like this today, it would seem like I'm stingy." Then I will fulfill you. ”

"Thank you Feng Palace Master for your success." The night owl breathed a breath and slowly straightened up, the short knife clenched in his hand, shining coldly.

"In that case, let's do it." The corners of Feng Yange's lips raised, evoking a cold smile, and his sleeves flew up, like a god coming to the world.

"Please." The night owl lifted his robe and made a gesture of please.

Feng Yaoge's body shook, his five fingers like hooks, and grabbed the door of the night owl.

The night owl also shook his body, and the short knife in his hand stabbed Feng Yange's armpit.

Feng Yange snorted, did not dodge or dodge, his five fingers grabbed the short knife like steel, and the other palm slapped his shoulder.

At this time, it was really a dilemma for the night owl, if he wanted to dodge and avoid Feng Yange's palm, he had to let go of the short knife. But for a swordsman, losing the knife is a shame for the swordsman, so he gritted his teeth and slapped Feng Yaoge's palm, and at the same time shot like electricity, slapping Feng Yaoge's Tianling Gai.

Feng Yange sneered, her body was like lightning, so that people couldn't catch her figure, she shook her body and flashed behind him, and slapped his back with a palm.

The night owl received two palms from Feng Yange, and suddenly felt that his qi and blood were surging, his internal organs were damaged, he opened his mouth and spit out blood, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

Feng Yange turned his palm into a finger and directly sealed his acupoint.

The night owl couldn't stand her finger and fell to the ground, and the blood in his mouth was even more direct, instantly staining his gray clothes.

Feng Yange looked at the man on the ground, couldn't help but sigh, reached out and grabbed his back collar and lifted it, and flew towards Bixiao Pavilion.