In just a dozen breaths, all the disciples of the Yijian Sect have been killed.

Immediately, a flare was found from the corpses scattered all over the ground.

Knock!

"Whew!"

A red light shot up into the sky.

"What is this for?" asked Huang Feng.

"Bait, bigger bait! This is the distress signal of the Yijian Sect, and disciples like them will be equipped with it to ask for help when they encounter problems, and it also has the meaning of reminding the sect. Zhou Zimei said.

Huang Feng said: "This thing looks good, is it difficult to do?"

"What's so hard about this? The principle is very simple, and ordinary people know how to do it. But...... Well, you can go to someone and order if you want. Zhou Zimei said.

Huang Feng nodded: "Hmm!"

No one paid attention, just to say two words, Zhou Zimei had already handed a note to Huang Feng.

I didn't have a chance last night, and today the scene was a bit chaotic, and obviously no one noticed the small movements of the two. No, someone noticed it, but how could this person say it?

More than ten meters away, Bai Zifeng looked at the two of them with a somewhat complicated expression.

The battlefield was cleaned up, and everyone waited for nearly an hour without seeing the people of the Yi Sword Sect come down, and Huang Feng was arranged to play again.

After moving away from the group of people, Huang Feng opened the note in his hand: "There are strong people behind those people, be careful!"

"Huh?" Huang Feng's heart jumped, this matter seemed to become more interesting?

What about someone?

Huang Feng wasn't worried at all, he just ran if he couldn't beat him, could it be that those people were still chasing after him? The people who were fast enough to catch up with him, did they need to kill the Yi Sword Sect so secretly?

Immediately, Huang Feng thought of Zhou Zimei again, and he didn't know what the black and white double evil meant, what did they want to do?

Throwing away the thoughts in his heart, Huang Feng went to the Yijian Sect again. This time, he didn't just shout a few times at the foot of the mountain, he went straight to the mountain. More than 20 people died on the other side and no one came down, so it was estimated that they were frightened, and shouting at the foot of the mountain would definitely have no effect.

Sword Mountain is not very high, but there are still thousands of zhang. Starting from the halfway point of the mountain, some buildings have appeared one after another. However, below this is the annex of the Yijian Sect, which can accommodate the disciples of the sect or guests to rest, the real core of the Yijian Sect is on the top of the mountain, and the great array of the Protector Sect also encircles the top of the mountain, and it is impossible to envelop the entire mountain.

Approaching the top of the mountain, Huang Feng saw the figure moving around, and he didn't dare to move forward. There is no way to know how strong this Yijian Sect's Protector Array is, but it is obviously not to be underestimated that it can stop some people.

At this point, Huang Feng began to shout again: "Qi Linkong, your grandfather is here again, don't you want Lao Tzu's stuff fucking anymore?" If you have the ability, come out, don't hide in it like a shrunken turtle!hahahaha......"

"Qi Linkong, didn't the sect's autumn hunt want to destroy Lao Tzu......'s Huangfeng Village?

"The Seven Swords of Xuanming were killed by Lao Tzu, and those who went down the mountain before were also killed by Lao Tzu, Qi Linkong, you old Wang Ba didn't even dare to fart, what else are you going to do, the Yijian Sect is going to close down!"

After shouting several times in a row, I don't know how many people from the Yijian Sect gathered. But they didn't dare to rush over, they feared that there was a conspiracy in between.

"Huang Fengzhai, Lao Tzu didn't look for you, I didn't expect you to kick your nose in the face!"

In the Yijian Sect, a voice with murderous intent sounded.

Qi Lin came out, and there were many people around him.

But seeing an old man next to him, he squinted and said, "Master, it's just that a hairy boy comes to the door, even if he has some strength, it is estimated that he will not be powerful." I don't need to do anything, I'll take him down now! No matter how many people they have outside, it's not so easy to deal with me. ”

"It's better to live!" Qi Linkong said coldly.

"I know, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, you take a few people with me to take down this wolf cub. The old man rushed out with some people.

"Old Zamao, you have the ability to fight alone, what kind of ability is to bully more and less!"

Huang Feng shouted, turned around and ran.

"Lao Tzu doesn't bully the less, I'll fight you alone!" the old man shouted.

"So many of you also have the face to say single-handedly, could it be that I single-handedly singled out a group of you?" Huang Feng ignored it and continued to run wildly.

This walk went directly down the Sword Mountain.

Then, a tragic ambush began.

The one who came out of the Yijian Sect this time, the one who led the way was Jin Ri Sanzhong, and the other four old men were Haoyue Seventh to Haoyue Jiuzhong, and more than a dozen people were Xingchen martial artists.

This battle is obviously not as easy as the previous one, and many people have hung up their lottery.

Huang Feng didn't move, and watched from the wall. Bai Zifeng and Zhou Zimei also participated in the battle, and it could be seen that they should not be able to clean up the Jinri-level old man of the Yijian Sect in a short period of time.

When it was intense, he saw that the leading old man of the Yi Sword Sect let out a long roar: "Ancestor, save me!"

This sound is like thunder, and it travels for dozens of miles.

After only a few breaths, he saw a figure step into the air, and in an instant he arrived at the battlefield, and the terrifying power shook out, and dozens of people were swept away.

The storm dispersed, revealing the people in it. This man was dressed in a bright red robe, his beard and hair were all red, he looked to be in his fifties, and he held a crimson sword in his hand. But seeing him staring around, he shouted: "Where did the rabbit cub dare to fight the idea of the Yijian Sect!"

"Fuck, this is a goddamn powerhouse in the Returning to Tibet Realm? Since there are martial artists in the Guizang realm, the level of the Yijian Sect is at least six stars, not five stars. These guys, hiding so deeply!

At this moment, a loud laugh came from the distance: "Hahahaha...... Who can take the attack of the Demon Heart Sect, Red Dragon Sword Ao Xiping, you really didn't die!"

Before he could finish speaking, the man appeared in the field. In just five or six seconds, this guy traveled at least ten miles, and his speed was so fast that Huang Feng also smacked his tongue.

This is the terrible place for the warriors who return to Tibet!

"Who are you?" said Ao Xi, who was flattened.

The face of the person who came was a little strange, and then he became gloomy: "Ao Xiping, you have forgotten? You have forgotten who I am? Do you still remember the Feng family five hundred years ago?"

"Feng family, you...... You are the little cub who escaped from the Feng family, Feng Yiming? I didn't expect that you would grow to such a point after not seeing you for five hundred years! It's okay, since you're here, I'm just going to kill you and settle your grievances!" Ao Xiping's face sank, and the divine weapon in his hand slashed out, turning into a red sword that fell down hundreds of zhang.

"In the past five hundred years, I will be awakened by the picture of the destruction of the door in my dreams every night, and I am thinking about destroying the Yijian Sect every day and every night!

A fierceness flashed in Feng Yiming's eyes, and he moved against the wind, and the wind gathered, directly crushing the sword.

Without waiting for Ao Xiping to react, he took the storm that swept the world and killed Ao Xiping directly.

"The old man is afraid that you won't make it!" Ao Xiping shouted, the crimson long sword danced, each sword emitted a sonic boom, the sky was full of sword qi, and the area around his body was like a quagmire of sword qi.

The battle between the two Tibetan warriors was surging and its destructive ability was even more amazing, and some of the people who were involved were instantly torn apart and turned into a rain of blood.

They have no scruples!

Meng Guanyu and the others, who were lucky enough to escape their lives, quickly retreated, they didn't dare to approach, and their faces were even more pale and ugly.

At this moment, they realized that they were just chess pieces, the same chess pieces as Huang Feng!