Xu Feng rushed with his sword and fought his way through the crowd, even if the night was as deep as water, he could feel the crazy and violent aura on his body.

Countless severed limbs were emptied under the sharp turbulence of the black sword, and Xu Feng walked between the dust and flesh, and his body was covered with messy wounds cut by the sword, making him look not like a man, but a mad beast.

The senior brother landed at the end of the north of the alley, which was the place where Xu Feng and Jiang Liao wanted to break out of the encirclement, and as Xu Feng killed Jiang Liao closer and closer, the two of them got closer and closer to this avenue leading to the north.

Ignoring Baili Yingyang's astonishment and anger, the senior brother looked at Xu Feng, who was walking forward with a long hair shawl and a horizontal sword, and his brows furrowed slightly.

A fight, I'm afraid it's hard to turn back.

Xu Feng continued to kill like this, and the disciples of the sect suffered countless casualties, but he offended the sect at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain to the end! For decades, even decades, no one dared to kill these cultivators who had always been high in the sky without scruples.

Lingnan is no longer the place where Xu Feng should stay, only when he goes to Yingdu, the north of the empire, between the major forces, can he have room for survival.

"Senior brother, stop. The rest is left to Brother Wei. The senior brother said in a deep voice, hinting to Xu Feng and Jiang Liao, hurry up.

Jiang Liao had already seen the power of this Creation Realm senior brother, and the black staff in his hand was suddenly retracted, and the falling True Yuan shook up a cloud of dust around him, and finally stopped moving forward.

However, Xu Feng was still crazy, deaf to him, and the black long sword was like a flying spirit snake, and it still fell without reservation.

The senior brother was slightly stunned, and a sense of ominousness flashed in his heart.

The right hand hanging down in the wide sleeve secretly twisted in the void, and a gray-white cyclone visible to the naked eye formed between the five fingers of the senior brother Ji Zhang, as if holding a cloud, and then waved it gently towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng's sword swung diagonally into the sky, and was just about to slash downward, when he suddenly found himself engulfed by countless layers of soft things, trapped in the middle, and the furious true yuan all fell into the soft waves like water, without making a sound.

The timid sect disciples who were killed next to him, where would they let go of this opportunity, and the chaotic blade roared up, but it turned out to be the same as Xu Feng, the sword and the true yuan seemed to be stirring in the soft waves, and there was no feeling of hitting it.

In just a moment, Xu Feng fell down, the black sword was supported on the ground, dripping with blood along the black sword and along his arm, staining a large area of land red.

With the cessation of the attack, the terrible and violent color in his eyes quickly receded, and only exhaustion was left in his mind, extreme exhaustion.

Dozens of feet away, Xu Feng raised his head blankly and said to his senior brother: "It is it that leads me to kill, not that I control it." ”

Wei Xiao's expression was solemn, his eyes fell on the black sword that supported Xu Feng, and he slowly shook his head.

"Since all the brothers and sisters in Yunmeng Mountain are here, then I will make it clear, today my fourteenth brother went north to Tsing Yi to try, whoever wants to stop it, step on my Wei first!"

The senior brother looked at the crowd of black oppression, expressed his attitude, and the fourth senior brother who came with him said angrily: "Step on me too!"

Although the third senior brother did not speak, he slowly took two steps closer to the other two senior brothers.

The Three Giants of Martial Arts.

The three senior brothers of the Xiuwu Sect, from the tragic battle of the Immortal Soul Gate, to the brave breaking of the starry sky array, to the night attack on the Feitian Pavilion and the killing of the master, a series of large and small deeds have spread throughout the various sects at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain.

These three people stood here, especially this senior brother who had no taboos and had successfully advanced to the Creation Realm, and everyone present couldn't help but feel a sigh in their hearts.

Finally trapped Xu Feng, how could he let him get out of it! Fu Qingshan's face turned blue, just like the real Qingshan, the cold killing in his eyes was like the essence, showing his determination to never back down.

Baili Yingyang is even closer to the streets and alleys step by step, and with each step, a kind of overwhelming coercion advances, just like his wide black robe is driving the entire street and alley forward, giving people a feeling of filling the world and being overwhelmed.

The senior brother looked at the night, which was even darker, and the black figure like ink, with a surprised expression, disappeared without a trace, and there was a relaxed and comfortable look in his calm little eyes.

The elder brother did not stand straight, just like in ordinary days, a little hunched over, but this was his most indifferent state, the slight night breeze, gently blowing the corners of his robe, the gray robe swayed with the wind, naturally free and easy, overflowing from the whole person.

Many years ago, the elder brother watched Master Gongsun's wild cursive calligraphy and enlightenment, his practice is like wild grass, free and easy, such as penmanship, with the natural twists and turns of the mind.

Third Senior Brother Meng Gu looked at Senior Brother and knew that a vicious battle was inevitable. The brows are not wrinkled, the little beard is not picked, and he is calm and calm, which is the precursor of the senior brother to exert the highest level.

"Downstairs under the Burning Star, it's so lively!haha......" A violent laugh came, ignoring the qi confrontation between the two Creation Realm masters.

Several figures were extremely fast, coming ethereal in the night, led by the Qingyun Dao Chief, behind whom were full of disdain, and the arrogant and uninhibited were the two Creation Realm worshippers of the Transformation God Sect, and then there were several Transformation God Sect cultivation disciples.

"Wei Xiao, don't make a mistake! Sect outcasts who are punished for everyone, do you want to be an enemy of the Southern Sects!" Qingyun Dao Chang glanced at Xu Feng, who was being supported by Jiang Liao, and said in a deep voice.

Those two worshippers, who have been famous in the south of the dynasty for a long time, are naturally familiar with Baili Yingyang, and they have been handed over again and again through the night.

"Haha, it seems that everyone is an acquaintance, if there is no fight to fight, will it be very lonely!" A worshipper looked at the senior brother with provocative eyes, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner.

"When the old people meet, we still have to learn from each other, otherwise how to be worthy of the new master of creation. Haha......"

The two worshippers were obviously still angry about the battle of the Flying Heaven Pavilion, and on that day, the two of them joined forces and did not take advantage of the senior brother at all.

The powerhouses of the Transformation God Sect went down the mountain at this time, it seems that they have bad intentions, do they have a bigger intention - even the senior brother will be killed together tonight. Xu Feng's breath was sluggish, but his mind was still clear.

Although Qingyun Dao Chang and Baili Yingyang have different temperaments, they are both old foxes who have been in the sect for many years, and the current situation is, of course, to kill Xu Feng and curb the power of the Xiuwu Sect by the way.

Baili Yingyang did not stop between his hands, and the monstrous divine thoughts were wrapped in Zhenyuan, and he still pressed towards Wei Xiao unhurriedly.

The two worshippers glanced at each other, and in the night sky, their figures suddenly blurred, and when they reappeared, they were already ten zhang to the left and right of the senior brother, forming a horn trend. Although it is not explicitly stated, a siege posture has been faintly formed.

The elder brother's face was still calm, waiting for the figure in the alley to slowly approach. Many disciples who have been fighting for most of the day have quietly made way for Baili Yingyang.

Qingyun Dao Chief, who was standing on the periphery, was silent, looking at the few figures besieged in the streets and alleys, and there was no wave in his heart.

Hunt Xu Feng with a black sword, and use Xu Feng to lure out Wei Xiao, and finally form a combined encirclement of the three masters of the Creation Realm. Today's situation, I'm afraid no one can solve it.

"Step on you! You think I don't dare! The old man will teach you a lesson for the Lingnan Sect today!"

Baili Yingyang's figure seemed to be gliding in the night wind, faster and faster, his arms stretched out in the air, like a giant eagle, and a true yuan with a terrible roar went straight to the senior brother.

The cool night breeze blew up a strand of black hair in front of Xu Feng's face, and hatred and war intent accumulated in his heart again.