The master who stole the sword was still surprised, he used enough magic power to barely carry the sword and walked a few steps, but he didn't expect the sword to get heavier and heavier, and he actually fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

"Rotten sword?!Didn't you say that this is the sword of the necromancy?, and I believe it is the sword of the necromancy!" Yan Feixun pushed away the person who stole the sword, tried to pull out the sword, only to find that he couldn't lift it, and then he used his strength to lift the sword, but he still didn't move.

"Hmph, you cast a spell?!" Yan Feixun sneered, "That means that this sword is really not an ordinary sword, kill you, then this sword is mine." ”

The law of the jungle eats the strong, this is the case in this remote bitter lilac city, especially this is among the forces of Yan Jianmen, if Yan Jianmen wants to get something, there is basically no possibility that he will not get it.

When the wind fell, Yan Feixun already had the intention of killing!

A person in the back alley quickly approached the wind and sail, his head was lowered, and the long sword on his back shot out, the man's palm stretched out, connected to the sword that shot fiercely, and held the hilt of the sword, the blade roared, and suddenly stabbed towards the back of the wind and sail!

The magic of the wind and sails poured into his feet, and he rose against the wind, and his body sank down, sliding forward from the ground, straight from the blade of time and space.

"Stop him, don't let him take his sword!"

The sword light flashed, and the people behind him followed him like a shadow, and the blade flew over, which was extremely weird. And before the wind fell, another person had a long sword in his hand, raising a rain of swords.

It seems that we have to give up on taking the sword and fighting! The wind fell and the sail stopped in vain, and the body folded to the left, and rose along the wall against the wind. I didn't expect such a fast figure, and I didn't escape the blade behind me, and the blade cut several sword marks on Fengluo's body, and blood soaked the clothes around him.

At this moment, the sky was full of flowers, and between the colorful petals, a young girl stepped on the flowers and slowly fell from the sky. The petals were one by one, dancing in the wind.

How can there be flower petals?!

"He's from the Flower God Palace, so please be merciful!" the girl said.

Under the Flower God Palace, the wind fell and the sails were stunned, and for a while he forgot that he was in danger, and his heart was beating violently.

is such a beautiful woman, no matter how beautiful the words in the world are, they can't describe this girl's face and charm. When Feng Luofan saw her, he understood what it meant to be a peerless beauty, peerless and independent; The demeanor is like nothing, like a thin cloud gently covering the bright moon, and his face is fluttering, like a flowing wind blowing up swirling snowflakes.

"When did he become a member of the Flower God Palace?!" Yan Feixun was also stunned by the girl's appearance, and she actually regained her original gentleness and elegance, and her literary quality was polite.

"The wind is falling, your flower language order is still there, right?!" the girl asked softly.

She actually knew my name, Hua Yuling, that was the token that Hua Weiyang gave me, and sure enough, she was Hua Weiyang's person.

Feng Luofan took out the token from the space ring, and the surrounding masters of Yan Jianmen immediately disappeared into the alley, leaving only the two people around Yan Feixun to protect Yan Feixun.

"Are you sent by Hua Weiyang?" said with a smile as those petals fell on Feng Luofan's body and turned into nothingness. These petals are magical!

"My name is Hua Duyu, and I happened to be passing by here. I'm going to the Land of Ruins. ”

Hua Duyu!Hua Weiyang's sister!Then she should be very familiar with Ziling!

"Alone?!" said Feng Luofan in surprise.

"Why not?"

"Since it's a person from the Flower God Palace, it's a friend, Brother Feng, how offended, Wanwang has a lot of forbearance!" Yan Feixun looked at Hua Duyu and smiled.

This Yan Feixun is really cunning, so to speak, it seems that this is just a misunderstanding, and the murderous heart has passed with such a light description, and he pretended not to know Feng Luofan before.

"Then, I will ask Yan Gongzi to take care of the people of the Flower God Palace. If there is any offense, please bear with me. After Hua Duyu finished speaking lightly, she actually left.

This makes the wind fall sail a little embarrassing, what about slipping away, or not slipping away?

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a person from the Flower God Palace under the Flower Language Sect! Since that's the case, I'll let you go once today!" Yan Feixun looked at the direction where Hua Duyu was gone, and said fiercely.

I didn't expect that the ability of the Flower God Palace was so great, and it would be able to deter this Yan Feixun! Just like the Thousand Traces of the Sunshine Elf back then, such an elegant and beautiful girl shocked the three brothers of the Demon Yan Clan, what a powerful existence it was!

Feng Luofan jumped down, walked straight past Yan Feixun's side, pulled up the blade of time and space, ignored Yan Feixun, and walked towards the mercenary union. What no one noticed was that in the distance of this bitter lilac city, there was still a person watching the changes here, especially watching the wind and sails, just like late last night.

Outside the bitter lilac city, Yan Feixun looked angry, and his face was cloudy. In Yan Feixun's life, there has never been anyone who has been taken by him, and he can run away twice, not to mention that there are still the thirteen eagles of Yan Jianmen here today. But as soon as the Captain of the Thirteen Eagles saw the people in the Flower God Palace, he ran away without even saying hello, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father?

"Under the Yan Sword Sect, the Thirteen Eagles, the Seven Elders, the Three Sword Saints, and the One Sword God, it's a pity that you have provoked a terrible character, so you can't leave like this today. "A thin figure in a sandproof cloak stood in the middle of the alley, his face obscured by a low hat, his face difficult to see, dressed in a gray robe, and holding a shoulder-high cane in his hand.

Yan Feixun put his hands behind his back and sneered: "People from the Flower God Palace, we won't mess with you, don't think that we are afraid of you, now you are blocking me, so I am not afraid of killing you." ”

Hisss......

In front of the gray-robed man, behind him, on the left, on the right, and above stood thirteen middle-aged men with strong bodies and extraordinary weapons, who had already drawn their long swords in their hands and were ready to attack.

"It is worthy of the Thirteen Eagles, and the battle never drags mud and water!"

The silver light burst out, and countless sword blades formed a dense sword rain, blocking all the directions of the gray-robed man like a pouring rain, and the sword blades flew like a raging storm, elusive, and exquisite.

"Wait!" Yan Feixun exclaimed, looking at the gray-robed man who was about to be pierced into a hedgehog by the rain of swords, Yan Feixun was dripping with joy from the bottom of his heart, "Do you have any last words to say?"

"Did you say so much before you killed someone?" the gray-robed man was as calm as ever.

Hisss......

Only a subtle sound of thirteen sounds was heard, and a blood line on the body of the thirteen people started from the lower body, spread upward, higher and higher, from the abdomen, to the chest, to the throat, to the skull, and was actually split in half by an indescribable force, and the blood foam flew everywhere......

The endless sword array turned into nothingness in an instant, and from the beginning to the end, the gray-robed man did not move for half a minute. Silently, thirteen of Yan Jianmen's top masters were cut in half at the same time, including the two people who had been standing beside Yan Feixun.

Blood splashed Yan Feixun's clothes, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes were full of fear, he knelt on the blood-red ground, crying and crying: "Don't, don't kill me, do you want money? I, my family is very rich, give it to you, I will give you as much as you want......"

Yan Feixun was full of tears, and his body trembled violently, so that it took a lot of effort to take out the money bag from his body, wow, the money bag fell to the ground, and the gold coins and crystal coins were scattered all over the ground, rolling over the bright red blood, rolling all over the alley. But Yan Feixun didn't dare to pick it up, so he only knelt on the ground motionless.

The gray-robed man was silent, Yan Feixun endured his fear, and didn't even dare to cry out loud, now Yan Feixun was as humble as an ant, waiting for the trial. Yan Feixun didn't even have the courage to resist, he didn't dare to resist, because he knew that any resistance was futile, Yan Jianmen Thirteen Eagles, each of them was better than himself I don't know how much, and at the same moment, he was killed silently......

It turns out that there is really such a powerful place in this world, and I blame myself for being too naïve. When they met the Flower God Palace's Flower Twilight Rain, the thirteen eagles turned their heads and left, which means that they already knew the power of the Flower God Palace, but they have been obsessed with it, which has attracted the attention of the other party, and they are the first to strike!

"Really rich?!" The gray-robed man said calmly, as relaxed as before, but it brought people an uncomfortable tremble, this should be the breath of the devil, but this made Yan Feixun's heart feel a little more comfortable, since he asked so, it means that I can not die!

"Yes, as long as you let me go, I can give you as much money as you want. Yan Feixun didn't even have the courage to refute, and for the first time he felt the taste of his life being grasped in the hands of others.

"One million crystal coins, delivered to him within three days. The gray-robed man said lightly.

"A million...... Crystal coin ......" Yan Feixun was stunned, and immediately kowtowed, "Okay, one million crystal coins." "One million crystal coins, as a prince, one of the four major swordsman families, Yan Jianmen, who has a big family, has only a hundred thousand crystal coins in hand, and this is one million crystal coins, which makes Yan Feixun also surprised, but he has no better way, he can only see one step at a time.

The gray-robed man walked slowly down the alley and disappeared into the alley.

After a long time, Yan Feixun dared to get up from the ground, and his sweat and blood were already soaking his whole body.

Yan Feixun finally breathed a sigh of relief, his fear relaxed slightly, and his hatred burned again, he swept the alley with his residual light, and only after not finding the existence of the gray-robed man did he dodge away.

Yanjian Gate, above the main hall. A setting sun in the middle of the door crossed the huge gate of the main hall and shone brightly, and the inside of the main hall was unobstructed.

There were many children standing on both sides of the main hall, at least three or five hundred, ranging in age from teens to dozens of years old, standing neatly in a queue.

Above the main hall, there is a middle-aged man entrenched on the magnificent seat, dignified, majestic and solemn.

And in the main hall, kneeling a young man covered in blood.