In autumn, half of the city is golden and half of the city is green, although it is noon, but when the cool breeze blows, it feels a little wet and cold.

There were still not many pedestrians on the streets, but they were much more lively than in the morning, with civilians hurrying along the streets and vendors hawking along the streets. The children of the nobility rarely haunt, but whenever there are nobles on the street, the people will inevitably change their minds, leading to a panic.

Yin Ze and Ziyun walked on the street, they were also dressed plainly, but their temperament was incompatible with the people around them. Ziyun has a good face and a graceful body, like a fairy who has fallen into the dust, on the contrary, Yin Ze is burdened by the heavens, his hair is gray and dry, his skin is covered with bones, and he also carries a long sword, like a yaksha in the deep sea.

When pedestrians encounter them, they all point behind their backs and dare not approach.

There are four main streets in Shangtai City, and in the center is a huge Bagua altar with three tiers, on which towering a majestic stone monument is carved with a portrait of Fuxi and a gossip pattern with hexagrams, and on the back is an account of Fuxi's life and deeds.

The two walked to the altar, stared for a long time, and bowed respectfully to show their respect for the ancestors of the human race.

Ziyun didn't pass the history class, and asked, "Brother Xi, who is Fuxi?"

Yin Ze touched her head and smiled: "You know the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Fu Xi is one of the Three Emperors, a great sage, and the gossip was founded by him." ”

"Hmph, how many times have I told you, don't touch my head. Ziyun wrinkled his nose, brushed aside Yin Ze's big hand and said, "Gossip, he's so powerful." Brother Xi, when will you also set up a university and ask others to worship. ”

Yin Ze smiled bitterly: "It's light. It is rumored that the way of gossip is not only a method of cultivation, but also a powerful formation. In ancient times, after the Fuxi sage comprehended and created with the help of the Hetuluo book, he used it to fight against demons, and finally opened up a bright path for the human race. That's a realm that we can't reach in our lifetimes. ”

"Oh, that's right. Ziyun stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"The genius of the Fuxi clan, in that era of ignorance, the former sages overcame all obstacles, and finally had the grand occasion of our human race today. It's a pity that I was born as a human being, but I can't meet this ancient saint, which can be described as a great regret in life. Yin Ze sighed.

"Brother Xi, I believe you will not be worse than him. Ziyun comforted.

The two of them recounted the past and the present under the altar, and they were full of emotion. At this moment, a noise came, and when I turned around, I saw several black-clothed knights driving more than a dozen slaves from West Street, and the knights all had the cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, and even the slaves had a few Qi Refiners.

The slaves, men and women, old and young, with their hands tied behind their backs, their clothes ragged and covered with blood, staggered and wept to the altar under the drive of the knights.

"Sister Yun, let's go. "I have seen a lot of this kind of thing, and Yin Ze doesn't want to get involved, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Hmm. ”

The two stopped and walked towards South Street.

The men stopped when they walked to the altar. The knights dismounted and placed the horses in the hands of one man, while the rest drove the slaves into a queue and knelt under the altar facing north.

At the head of the knights was a young man, also dressed in black, but embroidered with a golden pattern to distinguish him from the others, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and a fierce glint in his eyes from time to time.

The man in black ordered his subordinates to guard the slaves, ascended the altar alone, and after three prostrations to the stone tablet, he turned around and looked at the people under the stage indifferently.

The clouds in the sky obscured the sun, the cold wind blew, and the cypress trees beside the altar rustled, making people feel cold.

Standing on the altar, the autumn wind blew the clothes of the man in black, and the hunting sounded, and he said indifferently:

"Very good! According to the family law, the lord will be killed in battle, and his subordinates will be buried with him. Like a mountain battle, your lord, my brother Fengshu died. Now, under the witness of the ancestors, I declare you guilty in the name of the Feng family's son-in-law, and you and your family will be martyred for Feng Shu. ”

The slaves had already known their fate, and one by one they wept in low voices, while the boy in black and the guards just watched coldly, just like Yama.

"Take it to the mausoleum. ”

The man in black waved his hand, and the guards immediately raised their whips to drive away the slaves who were strung together by ropes, just as shepherds drive sheep together.

Suddenly, one of the slaves shouted: "Childe, I don't accept it!" The subordinates of the first battle of the mountain killed countless enemies, but they had no choice but to kill the enemy by attacking the enemy. I'm not convinced!"

Hearing this, the black-clothed son just raised his eyebrows, showed a sneering smile, and said in a deep voice: "Take it away." ”

When the man saw this, he was desperate, but he was still unwilling, so he only heard him roar, and his arms were so strong that he broke the copper chain that bound his hands, and he wanted to take the horse and flee.

Seeing this, the black-clothed guards hurriedly drew their swords to block it, the guards had four or five layers of cultivation, but the man had six layers of qi refining, and his divine power was amazing, and his martial arts were good.

The man grabbed a horse, did not dare to stay longer, turned the horse's head, and urged the horse's hooves to run up to the south gate.

At this time, Yin Ze and Ziyun were also on South Street, and they didn't go far, they didn't want to care about the things behind them, but while walking, they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind them, and when they turned their heads, they saw a man riding a war horse and crashing straight towards them.

Hearing the sound, the man had already approached, he saw someone blocking the way, he didn't see the cultivation of the two clearly, he just thought it was an ordinary person, and he actually swung the sharp blade in his hand and slashed at Yin Ze. The man in the panic has long been unable to take care of a lot, and someone is blocking his way, even if it is unintentional, just kill a bloody way.

Yin Ze was startled, subconsciously pushed away Ziyun, avoided the sword light with a wrong step, and then jumped over, like a light ape, over the top of the man's head, and stood firmly on the other side of the street.

The horse was still running, but before he had run a few steps, he saw the man's huge head suddenly roll off his neck, and a blood rushed into the sky, and the headless body rolled off the horse's back softly, and the frightened war horse rampage.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Yin Ze whispered.

It turned out that between his rabbit and his fall, he pulled out the long sword on his back like lightning, cut the man's neck, and when he landed, the sword was already back in its sheath, this action was as fast as thunder, and few people could see his methods clearly.

Ziyun ran over and grabbed Yin Ze's sleeve, looked up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not injured. Although Ziyun has the cultivation of the eleventh layer of Qi Transformation, he lacks combat experience, and he was suddenly in danger just now, and before he could react, Yin Ze had already ended the battle.

Since there was nothing to do, the two were about to leave, but the black-clothed guards surrounded them and blocked their way.

"Do you want to do it?" Yin Ze's face was gloomy.

Although the guards blocked the way of the two, they all looked uncertain, they also saw the scene just now, obviously, Yin Ze's combat power was not comparable to them.

For a while, the atmosphere was a little stagnant, Yin Ze frowned and hesitated whether to continue to use the long sword to solve the problem, although the guards trembled, they refused to retreat.

"Papapa", the man in black walked over with his palms, making the guards breathe a sigh of relief.

"Huh?" The man in black saw the description of the two clearly, but he didn't feel the fluctuation of the mana of the two. Yin Ze's mana can't be used, and he doesn't seem to have the slightest cultivation, while Ziyun's cultivation method has the technique of respiration, and he is also like an ordinary weak woman.

How did they manage to kill the people of the sixth layer of the Qi Transformation?

"You're nice, old man. Although the man in black had doubts, he said coldly.

Old man, Yin Ze's nose was almost crooked, this was another master with long eyes. He didn't defend himself, and said-for-tat: "So what?"

"But you killed my people. ”

"It's just ants. ”

Seeing that Yin Ze did not show weakness, the man in black snorted coldly, clenched the sword diagonally at his waist, and stared at him playfully, like a falcon staring at its prey.

"Then pay with your life, my slave, and only I can decide whether he lives or dies. ”

Yin Ze's eyes stared, he didn't speak, his eyes were like sharp swords, staring at the shoulders of the man in black, it was obvious that he was angry.

Placing the nervous Ziyun aside, Yin Ze said, "Then use the sword in your hand to speak." ”

Seeing this, the black-clad guards knew that a great battle was about to begin, and quickly dispersed, guarding the surroundings and driving away the crowd who tried to watch.

Suddenly, Yin Ze's figure flickered, and he swept towards the man in black like a cheetah, accompanied by a black sword light. The long sword, unsheathed.

I only heard the sound of "ding", and the two long swords struck together.

The man in black was not slow, and when the young man made a move, he quickly pulled out the sword at his waist to resist, but he underestimated Yin Ze's strength and was split away with just one blow.

Yin Ze didn't pursue, put his sword back in the sheath, and looked at the other party playfully, he wanted to let him know and it was difficult to retreat.

The man in black stopped his figure, rubbed his wrists, and was stunned, his own cultivation of great qi couldn't stop this ugly old man's move?

He flew up, stopped in the air, and asked in surprise, "Old man, who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm the sister-in-law of the Feng clan, Feng Mo. ”

The people of the Feng family? This is the descendant of Fuxi? It doesn't look like it. Yin Ze looked at him with suspicion and also reported his name.

"Wanderer, Yin Ze. ”

"And me, Purple Cloud the Wanderer. Seeing that Yin Ze had the upper hand, Ziyun was a little excited and couldn't help but interject.

In this regard, Yin Ze was speechless, girl, one of people's names has been replaced by two of us, and this transaction is a big loss. But now it's time to be cool, and it's up to her.

Feng Mo bowed to Ziyun, and said to Yin Ze: "Old man, I can forgive your sins, as long as you serve me." "In the end, he is the strength of the Great Achievement, but Yin Ze is born with divine power, even if he suffered a loss in the first fight, he still doesn't take it seriously.

In this regard, Yin Ze's eyelids jumped with anger, this guy not only had his eyes off, but also treated him differently, and immediately pulled out his long sword and said coldly: "Boy, do you see if grandpa's sword agrees!"

Since the other party calls himself an old man, he doesn't mind "pretending to be old and selling old".

In the face of Yin Ze's provocation, Feng Mo's anger surged up his throat, but as a proud concubine of the Feng family, his strict family style did not allow him to lose his temper in front of a bad old man.

Feng Mo smiled angrily and said, "Very good." In that case, go to hell and repent!"