Chapter Ninety-Seven: Dafeng Wanted

Three days have passed, the four trials are over, and the first place in the trial was won by Duan Jiu Ming without any suspense, and Duan Jiu Life of the Lingyan Sect killed more than 200 Xiao Yan Demons with the strength of one person. Moreover, Duan Jiu had a calm personality and did not mention a word about the changes in the sect encountered during the trial.

Among the top ten, except for Hua Zifeng, Feng Liuting, Yin Shaoyou and Leng Qianxun, the remaining six are all members of the Lingyan Sect, and the heads of the four major sects are indeed not in vain. And five disciples of the Lingyan Sect did not return, which caused a lot of commotion.

In addition, Feng Yiming's body was finally carried back, and it was seen that his wound was pierced through the chest by a knife, which was obviously killed by man.

Feng Yiming is the second disciple of the Great Feng Imperial Palace, and the Imperial Palace doesn't know how much effort he has put into him, and now that he is dead, how can Feng Zhi not be angry.

Airplanes......

The majestic spiritual power suppressed all the juniors of the four sects, and under the pressure of this spiritual power, even Duan Jiusheng did not dare to act rashly.

"Feng Zhi, what do you mean by this?" Qian Chunqiu also released spiritual power to resist the coercion of the disciples of the Shaoyang Sect. Suddenly, at this time, a disciple of the Great Feng Emperor Hall whispered a few words in Feng Zhi's ear, and in the next moment, Feng Zhi's eyes suddenly turned, and the spearhead pointed directly at the Seven Peerless Gates.

"Zhanyan boy! Yiming is acting with you, you say! Who killed Yiming!"

"This ...... Feng Yiming was ...... It was killed by Yuwen Lei. Zhan Yan confessed from the truth, although it seemed a little reluctant, but it was just a disguise from him, otherwise if he confessed too quickly, it would inevitably make the people of his own family shameful.

"Zhan Yan! Don't talk nonsense!" Hua Qingyun frowned, eager to cut off his tongue, he dared to say such a scene in this kind of scene, it can be seen that there is no sect in his heart.

"Yuwen Lei, Yu Wen Lei, Okay, Yu Wen Lei of the Seven Peerless Sects, Hua Qingyun, where is that kid!" Feng Zhi was even more angry and aggressive.

"Brother Feng is dissipated for the time being, don't listen to Zhan Yan's nonsense, this matter still needs to be verified. ”

"Hua Qingyun, even your Seven Peerless Sect disciples have confessed, what else is there to check! If the old man remembers correctly, that little thief also used a knife! Now he doesn't dare to appear, it's obvious that he is a thief with a weak heart!"

"This ......"

"Needless to say! From today on, there is no friendship between the Great Sealing Imperial Palace and the Seven Peerless Gates, the old man wants to be wanted by the whole country, as long as the thief does not escape from the Great Seal, the old man will let him crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

Subsequently, Elder Zhong of the Lingyan Sect also took his disciples to ride the giant eagle, and his wings shook and gradually moved away to the west.

"Sect Master Hua, your sect is really full of talents, anyone dares to kill, and anyone dares to say anything...... Haha......" Qian Chunqiu mocked openly, such a good opportunity to make fun of Hua Qingyun, of course he would not miss it.

Hua Qingyun's face was pale and uncertain, and he held a bad breath in his chest, and he had nowhere to vent! He hated Zhanyan for talking too much, and he also hated Yuwen Lei for causing trouble. Even his daughter Hua Ziyuan did not return, most of them ran away with Yuwenlei. He took a deep breath, he was really breathless and upset!

"Let's go!" Hua Qingyun jumped onto the blue-eyed owl, and then the disciples of the Seven Peerless Sects stepped on one after another, and in the crowd, Gu Yu glanced back at the fiery mountain range, and couldn't help but be a little worried about Yuwen Lei.

The blue-eyed owl rushed to the edge of the sky and gradually drifted away. Qian Chunqiu stared at the direction in which the blue-eyed owl disappeared, and a ruthless color appeared in his eyes.

"Seven Peerless Gates, it seems that it's almost over......" Qian Chunqiu muttered softly and compassionately, and a strange fluctuation suddenly emanated from his eyebrows.

......

Five days passed, and in a jungle in the east of the Dafeng Dynasty, the sound of the piano was curling, and even the low-level demon beasts nearby were fascinated by it. Under the dense giant tree, Yuwen Lei, who was dressed in a gray robe, was sitting cross-legged, wisps of black qi coming out of his mouth, and he was using his spiritual power, cooperating with the Demon Purification Requiem to clear the demonic qi in his body.

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ......

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, Hua Ziyuan wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and fell from the trunk of the tree, and the white skirt danced lightly like a fairy descending to earth.

Call......

Yuwen Lei spit out the last trace of black qi, and for five consecutive days, he finally cleared all the demonic qi in his body. He opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as ever.

"Senior sister, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape this catastrophe......" Yu Wenlei looked at Hua Ziyuan's pale face and said distressedly.

"Thank you for what I...... said" Hua Ziyuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"Senior sister, I've almost learned this Demon Purifying Requiem, you sit down and breathe, I'll blow it to you. Yuwenlei said on a whim.

"Okay. Hua Ziyuan smiled.

Yuwen Lei settled down, and took out a pale cyan jade snail from the space ring, this jade snail was given to him by the terrifying old woman in the Demon Sound Tower, and now it can be regarded as coming in handy.

In his spare time in the past few days, Yuwenlei has practiced the song many times, but for some reason, he is still a little nervous at this time.

Chirp tweet......

Yu Wenlei sat upright and played the jade snail, he only learned the melody of this song, but did not learn the spiritual power method. At this time, it was officially blown for the first time, and it was inevitable that it was a little jerky, but Hua Ziyuan listened to it with relish and seemed to be fascinated.

After a long time, at the end of the song, Yuwen Lei put away the jade snail and looked at Hua Ziyuan with a smile.

"Senior sister, why don't you concentrate on recovery, is it that I played it too well......"

"Ahem, it's okay...... Senior brother, when will you be flamboyant......"

Hearing this, Yu Wenlei scratched his head in embarrassment, although he had been seriously injured in the past five days, he had lived a relaxed life. Now that he has recovered from his injuries, it is time to leave this jungle.

At this time, he took out a gold-inlaid ring again, this ring was given to him by Hua Ziyuan five days ago, to be exact, Hua Ziyuan directly gave him an arm, which was naturally the broken arm of the second elder, but he just took off the space ring, as for the broken arm, he fed the wolf directly......

Drink!

Yuwen Lei urged the spiritual power, and once again tried to destroy the mark on the ring, he had tried many times, but all failed, the spiritual power mark of the strong spirit king, even if no one manipulated it, it was not easy to break. However, the spiritual power imprint will weaken day by day.

Rumble!

"Did you fail again!" Yu Wenlei pursed his lips and put the ring away.

Half a day later, two young men and women held hands and strolled through a small town in the east of Dafeng. The two have extraordinary temperaments, especially women, with stunning appearances, which have attracted many people to turn back.

"Senior sister, it seems that I have to prepare a hat for you, otherwise there may be a prodigal son who is going to come to find trouble. The man teased sourly.

"It's not that there is a junior brother here, you can block it for me if there is trouble. The woman also joked.

These two people are naturally Yuwen Lei and Hua Ziyuan who came out of the jungle, they walked leisurely in the town, and the people on the street were generally only in the realm of refining the body, and most of them were quite simple.

"Stop!"

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded behind the two, Yuwen Lei Han stared at Hua Ziyuan with a smile, looking like he was really like this, and suddenly suffered a roll of his eyes.

Stampede Tread......

Then, about twenty people hurried their steps, and without saying a word, they surrounded the two of them, looking at this battle, it did not look like the prodigal son of the Emperor deliberately caused trouble.

"How many, what's the matter?" Yu Wenlei frowned and asked lightly.

Among these people, a ninth-order body refining leader walked out, and he slowly walked in front of Yuwen Lei, spread out a portrait in his hand, and then drew his sword and faced each other.

"You're Yuwen Lei!"

"Oh, you know me, this portrait is ...... Not bad!" Yuwen Lei glanced at the portrait and the text next to it.

The surrounding atmosphere quietly became tense, it turned out that Feng Zhi ordered Yuwen Lei to be wanted in the territory of Dafeng, kill the bounty of one million spirit stones, and provide accurate information for a reward of 100,000 spirit stones. It's just that he didn't say anything about Yuwen Lei's cultivation, so he set off a frenzy of chasing and killing Yuwen Lei in the entire Dafeng Dynasty, especially in the east of Dafeng, which is the sphere of influence of the Dafeng Imperial Palace.

"Senior brother, it seems ...... It's that your attraction is much stronger than mine......" Hua Ziyuan laughed, making Yuwen Lei cry and laugh.

Bang! Bang!

Yuwen Lei didn't talk nonsense, his steps turned continuously, he high-fived one by one, his hands rose and fell, and all the people in front of him were stunned. He didn't kill anyone, these people had no grudge against him, but they were ignorant and fearless, driven by men.

"Senior sister, let's leave as soon as possible......"