After Ling Feng came to his senses, he only came to be amazed by the magical power of killing roots for a moment, and then he couldn't help but look at Cui Lingyun worriedly.

Cui Lingyun, who originally fell, was curled up into a shrimp with his head and body in his arms at this moment, his body was writhing restlessly, and his originally clean emerald clothes were covered with dust.

Although Ling Feng saw Cui Lingyun's expression, she must have suffered a great deal of pain from herself and the other.

"Lingyun, are you okay!" Ling Feng glanced hesitantly at the black-clothed drunkard, only daring to shout in a low voice, and people didn't dare to take a step forward, not even to do the transmission of divine consciousness.

But this is simply self-deception, the voice is small Cui Lingyun can't hear it at all, but the black-clothed drunkard who is closer can hear it clearly.

"Hmph!" The black-clothed drunkard suddenly stopped laughing, stared at Ling Feng with cold eyes, his eyes were gloomy like a wolf, and he roared angrily: "Get out, you are not allowed to pester my wife again, I said that I Jiang Tai does not want to kill people." ”

This time, the black-clothed drunkard didn't use his strength, and his roar was just an ordinary sound, but it was like a thunderclap in Ling Feng's ears.

"Wife...... Wife?" Ling Feng looked at the black-clothed drunkard in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

Although the cultivation of the black-clothed drunkard could not be perceived, but the other party's bone age was clearly middle-aged, how could he be Lingyun's husband? Moreover, Lingyun had only been in Yuanhuo City for two days, how could it be?

In an instant, countless question marks popped up in Ling Feng's heart, but after this subconscious doubt flashed in his heart, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

"Haha, senior, are you joking! Lingyun is my fiancée, how can it be your wife? You must have recognized the wrong person. Ling Feng couldn't help but defend with a sneer.

At this moment, he knew that he shouldn't offend the drunkard in black, but he still couldn't help but insist on telling the truth, and the moment he said what was in his heart, he felt in an unprecedentedly smooth mood.

"Isn't it just death? Come on, I'm not afraid. Ling Feng suddenly looked at the black-clothed drunkard arrogantly, looking at this person who had just made him extremely afraid, he couldn't help but feel a surge of battle intent in his heart.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Cui Lingyun, who fell to the ground and endured the pain, with a little painful affection on his face, and then walked towards the black-clothed drunkard.

The originally hesitant gaze became cold at this moment, and it was even more resolute to bend.

"Listen to me, Lingyun is my fiancée, was, is, and will be, he is not your wife, and I am not here to pester her, I am here to take him home. Word by word, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and said it with almost all his will.

Although he had already made up his mind in his heart, he really had to face this black-clothed drunkard with a strange aura, and Ling Feng actually had a lot of psychological pressure in his heart.

"You!"

Seeing Ling Feng approaching him step by step, roaring at his persistence, the eyes of the black-clothed drunkard shot a moment of cold anger, followed by a sudden expression of complex and struggling emotions in his eyes.

Suddenly, the black-clothed drunkard roared uncontrollably: "No, no, what you said is all lies, what you say is all lies, I told my wife that I will wait for me to come back from Beiminghai, and when we come back, we will have only one child of my own, I will never leave Yuanhuo City again in my life, I will do what I say, I will do what I say......

At this moment, the black-clothed drunkard seemed to have been extremely stimulated, and the whole person's mood became very manic, the speed of the swing of his hands and feet was accelerating, and the speed of pouring wine into his mouth was also increasing, and the whole person was completely in a state of collapse.

"Hey, you're ......" Ling Feng tried to wake up the black-clothed drunkard, but halfway he changed his mind.

Suddenly, he thought that the black-clothed drunkard was too dangerous, and instead of taking the risk of reasoning with him, it was better to take Cui Lingyun away directly while the other party's state was not stable.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's figure immediately pulled out a string of afterimages that spread rapidly in the air again, and if he looked directly across from him, he would even be deceived by these afterimages that remained.

Ling Feng quickly moved to Cui Lingyun's side, seeing her curled up, clenching her teeth, her lips white, and her body trembling uncontrollably, as if she was still shrouded in Fang Cai's terrifying emotions.

"Lingyun, are you okay! I'm Ling Feng!" Ling Feng gently whispered beside Cui Lingyun, afraid of waking up the black-clothed drunkard, and afraid that he wouldn't wake up Cui Lingyun, not to mention how worried he was.

But this shouting is useless, Cui Lingyun has been nervously closing his eyes, as if he can't hear the information from the outside world at all.

After Ling Feng shouted a few times, he found that it was useless, so he decided to take Cui Lingyun out of this small courtyard first and then find a way to heal him. Thinking like this, Ling Feng immediately picked up Cui Lingyun from the ground, carried it behind him, and immediately started the afterimage step to leave the small courtyard.

Ling Feng has always been cautious in this process, trying his best to completely restrain his body fluctuations and breath, so as not to be discovered by the black-clothed drunkard, and he is also silently praying in his heart that the other party can go crazy for a while.

But people are not as good as heaven, Ling Feng's figure had just moved to the gate of the small courtyard, and he was still three meters away from walking out of the courtyard, when he suddenly felt a terrifying dark aura behind him suddenly cover his body.

"If you dare to take her, I'll kill you!" The angry roar of the black-clothed drunkard exploded in Ling Feng's ears, although there were three vital parts of his heart, voice, and brain, but Ling Feng was still shocked by the profound anger in this roar.

Ling Feng immediately stopped, put Cui Lingyun off his back with a wry smile, and then slowly stepped out towards the courtyard, towards the black-clothed drunkard he felt afraid from the depths of his heart, and then slowly pulled out the sheath of the sky-slashing sword that belonged to Wang Bo.

Airplanes!

The unique power fluctuations of the Fire Cutting Heaven Cutting Technique rippled in the air in an instant, and this time the Heaven Cutting Sword was unsheathed, and at the very first moment, the sword body directly became illusory, which was obviously different from the scene of the Heaven Cutting Sword Drawing Technique that was performed in the council hall before.

But Ling Feng was no longer in the mood to tell whether the sword intent was stronger now or before, and the only thing he could think about was to immediately take out his strongest sword and prove his strength to the invincible drunkard in front of him, so that he knew that he was not a person who was bullied at will.

"Slash the sky with a sword!" Ling Feng roared in his heart.

The same Fire Void Heaven Cutting Technique was directly changed by Ling Feng to the strongest surprise he had ever cast, obviously at this moment, in his subconscious, he might also be able to hit such an amazing sword intent that slashed the sky with one sword.

Maybe only that kind of sword intent can make the black-clothed drunkard in front of him fearful!

"Hmm, what a strong sword intent!" The black-clothed drunkard suddenly showed a strange look of taste on his face, just like a big drunkard who was greedily tasting a bottle of good wine, and his face actually showed a trace of inexplicable joy and excitement.

Ling Feng thought of the beginning, not the end at all.

After feeling the majestic sword intent displayed by Ling Feng, the black-clothed drunkard certainly showed a hint of jealousy, but more of it was indeed excited and excited, and it was a crazy expression that only a complete martial madman would have.

"This ......" Ling Feng's mood became extremely depressed after noticing the expression of the black-clothed drunkard, and even at that moment, even the sword technique he used was almost unstable.

"Damn, what the hell is this pervert, what the hell is going on?" Ling Feng couldn't help but curse angrily in his heart, the sword body in his hand continued to become illusory, and the red dragon-shaped sword qi on the sword body couldn't help but dance his slender body irritably, at this moment he was like a fierce dragon in his hand, once he slashed the last sword, it would be shattered.

As the sword qi on the Sky Slashing Sword continued to become thicker, the eyes of the black-clothed drunkard looking at Ling Feng became clearer and clearer.

Ling Feng was even surprised to find that the other party actually had a pair of clear eyes comparable to autumn water, and the purity and beauty of his heart made people feel sorry and heartache.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Ling Feng felt a shock in his heart, and the Heaven Slashing Sword in his hand became extremely restless, and the Crimson Fire Dragon, whose breath was extremely heavy, couldn't help but suddenly raise his head with the sword body.

Roar!

Ling Feng was horrified, he couldn't imagine that he would not be able to control the sword move of a first-grade spiritual skill of the ground level, it was simply unimaginable.

However, such a strange thing still happened suddenly, the Sky Slashing Sword with a deafening dragon roar, dragged Ling Feng's arm and suddenly raised it high into the sky, and then slashed down from the canopy of the sky as if it had no weight.

Airplanes!

A deep crimson dragon pattern carved into the space suddenly shot out from the top of the Sky Slashing Sword, followed by a violent shock in the space with Ling Feng as the core, and the space seemed to be blocked by rules, and everyone's five senses disappeared.

Ling Feng looked at the sky in amazement, and was shocked to find that after the crimson dragon pattern flew into the air, it actually began to absorb a large amount of fire spiritual power on its own, and after a while, a delicate and agile crimson fire dragon like a real dragon was formed, roaring angrily and crashing towards the black-clothed ghost in front of him.

Roar!

The huge sound wave of the dragon's groan came out, instantly shaking the fragile spatial barrier into spatial ripples, as if the terrifying power of heaven existed, which simply made Ling Feng, the caster of spiritual skills, feel unreal like a dream.

Syllable!

Ling Feng slapped himself hard, a crisp and loud slap on his face that could not be heard by human ears, and the pain nerves also accurately received the pain of being beaten on his face, and he finally confirmed that what was happening in front of him was real.

However, just when Ling Feng confirmed that everything was true, and was about to feel that he could not control the spiritual skills he had cast, and that this black-clothed drunkard he had never known was about to die under this sword, he suddenly realized in horror that the black-clothed drunkard standing in front of him had suddenly raised his long black knife high at some point.

"Deathlight Split!" the black-clothed drunkard suddenly roared in the sky, and although no one could hear his roar, Ling Feng could tell from his expression that was distorted and deformed from his roar that this guy seemed to be roaring proudly at the name of his spiritual skill.

"What is it?" Ling Feng's mind sensed the crimson fire dragon that was constantly rapidly attacking in the air, and a strange feeling arose in his heart that he had nothing to do with himself.

At this moment, the black long knife of the black-clothed drunkard suddenly moved.

The moment the long knife moved, he pulled out a gorgeous dark knife Mu Lai, and Ling Feng even had a feeling of entering the night in an instant. And the knife slashed by the black-clothed drunkard was like a dark star that emitted endless cold chill, constantly climbing upward, until the breath of the knife climbed to a height higher than the mountains, and the ascension of the knife was considered to be the end.

Rumble!

The moment the black knife was about to erupt, Ling Feng suddenly felt a blackness in his mind, all his senses disappeared, followed by a familiar and disgusting cold aura that instantly spread throughout his body, Ling Feng was horrified to find that all the negative emotions in his body were uncontrollable and all surged up, so frightened that he wanted to turn around and run away immediately.

"Dark Hades Venerable, he can actually exert the power of Dark Hades Venerable, how can this be ......" Ling Feng was almost about to shout out in horror, but now this kind of situation, even if he shouted out, in fact, no one would be able to hear it.

Airplanes!

Click!

An inexplicable power fluctuation suddenly opened from the space, followed by a strange shattering sound that sounded from the depths of Ling Feng's divine soul.

Soon, Ling Feng's sight and hearing suddenly recovered. But the first moment he opened his eyes, he found that the sky had been cut into a deep and narrow groove like black broken glass. This terrifying groove that makes people feel like they are going crazy when they look at it, judging from the trajectory, is simply cut out by the drunkard in black.