In the martial arts room of the Feiyun Hall of the Baiyun Gang, Lin Xiao put the sword back into the sheath, wiped off the sweat on his body, the muscles trembled, the pores were closed, and there was no longer sweat oozing.

"It must be late. Putting on his robe, Lin Xiao said secretly, in the evening, he went out to have a full meal, and after solving his personal problems, he went into the martial arts room to practice hard.

Tianhe's internal breathing technique has to be practiced, although the swordsmanship is all incorporated, but it doesn't seem to be the end, it also needs to be practiced, maybe he works hard, and he breaks through without relying on his achievements, doesn't he seem to be even more bullish.

There are too many, there are too many martial arts to cultivate, and in the case of lack of combat achievements, you can only rely on your own efforts, Lin Xiao will never use your combat achievements to improve when your combat achievements are enough, and when your combat achievements are insufficient, you will leave it alone, and continue to improve when your combat achievements have accumulated enough.

Combine work and rest!

Labor is to practice hard by yourself, and Yi is to improve with your achievements.

After putting on his robe and carrying the White Bird Sword, Lin Xiao slowly drank the water in the kettle to replenish the water lost by the sweat seeping out, only to feel that the water was flowing in his body, like a small stream, and a burst of coolness seemed to soothe the burning heat in his body.

"Cool!" said secretly, put away the kettle, and Lin Xiao walked towards the door of the martial arts room.

There are hundreds of martial arts rooms in Feiyun Hall, ten of which are the largest and best, the doors are thick and closed, and the sound from the outside cannot be transmitted at all, unless someone beats the iron door hard.

Grabbing the handle and pulling it gently, the power of a thousand catties was transmitted, and the iron door weighing hundreds of catties was suddenly opened, and suddenly a cold breath swept like the wind, and when it blew on Lin Xiao's body, Lin Xiao couldn't help but tremble.

The breath in the martial arts room is stuffy, and now the outside is a look, and it is almost late autumn, it is normal to be cold, but the problem is that he is an internal practice that breaks through the limit of external forging, and his blood is extremely vigorous, not to mention the late autumn night wind, even if he is stripped naked and rolling in the frost of the cold winter wax moon, it is fine.

For the first time, Lin Xiao was puzzled.

And this chill doesn't seem to be the coldness of the night wind, it feels a kind of chill.

Cold and cold, not the same.

Trembling all over, resisting the invading cold breath, Lin Xiao looked up at the sky, only to feel that the night tonight seemed to be deeper than before, as dark as ink, and a kind of gloomy, I couldn't tell why.

Maybe it's a storm coming, but I need to stay in Feiyun Hall tonight, so I don't have to rush back.

Basically, the hall master and the four major leaders of Feiyun Hall will stay in the hall, while the other minor leaders and other Feiyun guards will be on duty, and often half of them will stay here to guard to prevent accidents.

At this point, it's almost early in the morning, sleeping and playing, even if you work hard, you won't continue to cultivate, and only by cultivating enough spirit can you cultivate better, otherwise you are consuming yourself, and you will be overdrawn like a credit card.

Suddenly, a miserable scream suddenly sounded, tearing the night, Lin Xiao's expression froze, and then, the second and third ......

One after another screams continued to sound from different directions, one after another.

"What's going on?" Lin Xiao's expression became more and more solemn, could it be an enemy attack?

Was it someone from the Black Soil Gang who attacked and killed him?

Shout...... Bang......

A dazzling red light suddenly rose into the sky, like fireworks soaring into the air, making a sharp sound tearing through the night, more than ten meters in the air, the crimson light suddenly exploded, emitting a thunderous roar, resounding in all directions, suddenly spread throughout the entire Baiyun Gang, even outside the Baiyun Gang, you can hear the amazing sound, see the dazzling light that suddenly exploded.

"Soaring into the sky!" Lin Xiao was stunned at first, and then shouted.

Cupola Cloud Fire is the signal flare of the White Cloud Gang, as the saying goes, a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet, but the manufacture of Cupola Cloud Fire is very difficult, and there are very few in the White Cloud Gang, so it will not be used at important moments.

If you use the sky-high cloud fire, it means that something big is going on, and it's going to be fatal.

For example, the Black Soil Gang invaded and so on.

Lin Xiao suddenly became a little excited.

The Black Soil Gang is attacking in a big way, doesn't it mean that they have more records in the account?

"Assemble!" A roar suddenly sounded, exploding in the Feiyun Hall, it was the voice of the hall master Kong Shan.

As the hall master, he couldn't leave easily, otherwise if an enemy attacked, if he wasn't there, the consequences would be very serious.

What kind of status enjoys what kind of benefits, and what kind of responsibilities do you have to bear.

One after another, figures flashed, rushed out one after another, and appeared on the martial arts arena of Feiyun Hall.

Some people will stay in the Feiyun Hall, there is a room here, some people will go back, anyway, the place where they live will not be far away, once they hear the sound of the skyrocketing clouds, they will know, as long as they are not drunk and unconscious, they will also rush over to gather as quickly as possible.

Soon, more than half of the Feiyunwei gathered on the martial arts arena and arranged them according to different teams.

Lin Xiao is the small leader of the Scorpion King's team, and his responsibilities are greater than those of ordinary Feiyun Wei.

Assemble and gather, Feiyunwei gather, Punishment Hall, Internal Affairs Hall, and External Affairs Hall also gather, but the screams rang out from time to time, coming from outside.

The torches burned, whirring in the night wind, the firelight reflected on the faces of every Feiyunwei, the eyes flashed with sharp cold light, there was an indescribable coldness and slaughter, all of them stared at the hall master Kong Shan, waiting for him to give an order.

"All Feiyunwei obeyed orders. Kong Shan's eyes flickered endlessly, swept past, his voice was extremely low, and it contained an amazing might, as if he roared: "The four major teams and the reserve team are all there, kill them with me." ”

As the words fell, Kong Shan took the lead and rushed out of Feiyun Hall with murderous energy.

"Follow me. The big bull leader roared.

"Let's go. The big leader of the loaches chuckled.

"Kill!" the cold blade boss said in a cold voice.

"Little ones, kill me. The scorpion lady shouted, Lin Xiao thought that he couldn't help but complain secretly, thinking that he had become the king of the mountain, the young ones, at best, went to the mountain, and they were also a lady of the village, well, female goblins are also okay.

Spit and complain, but Lin Xiao's action was not half slow, his footsteps followed, and he immediately rushed out towards the outside of Feiyun Hall, grabbing the hilt of the sword with his left hand, secretly excited in his heart.

Record!

Record points, I'm coming.

At present, he only has more than 100 points of record left, and at the beginning, of course, it is a lot, which is enough to improve many non-flow martial arts and martial arts, but now, more than 100 points of record is too little, and nothing can be improved.

The cold meaning seemed to be getting a little deeper, and outside the Feiyun Hall, there seemed to be a gray mist surging and permeating, and within the gray mist, there were figures flickering, and an indescribable depression suddenly diffused out.

Deep, depressing, and extremely cold.

"What the hell, come out for me. Kong Shan was startled at first, and then roared angrily, without hesitation, he punched out, wearing a pair of gloves inlaid with metal on his hands, his internal strength was fierce, and he broke the mountain with one punch.

In the gray mist, a spear suddenly pierced out, silent, very weird.

The spear collided with Kong Shan's punch, and a strong force burst out, like a muffled thunder, hitting everyone's eardrums, and at the same time, a cold and rotten aura spread.

Rotten!

That's right, it's the smell of decay, like the rotten aura emitted by the corpse that has been dead for a long time, and it still has a faint stench.

In terms of perception, no one present can be as keen as Lin Xiao, not innate, but one after another martial arts have been promoted to the realm of enlightenment, greatly developing their own potential, and enhancing their five senses.

From the spear pierced from the gray mist, Lin Xiao also saw wisps of gray-white energy wrapped around it.

Kong Shan's complexion changed suddenly, and under the counterattack of the spear, the strong force bombarded him and made him retreat again and again, step by step violently on the hard floor, and on the fist that collided with the spear, an astonishing cold aura continued to spread, trying to penetrate into his flesh and blood, slightly numb.

A low roar suddenly sounded from within the gray mist, fierce and decisive, full of astonishing killing intent, as if it was the roar of some kind of beast.

The moment that voice sounded, the slowly diffuse gray mist suddenly rolled up, as if the waves began to surge, and suddenly became terrifying, rushing towards the Flying Cloud Guards.

"Meet the enemy!"

"Fight!"

One by one, the big leaders immediately shouted.

Everyone is not stupid, they have already faintly seen that something is wrong, is this really a member of the Black Soil Gang?

I've dealt with the Black Dirt Gang many times, and I've never encountered this kind of situation.

Gray Mist!

How did that come about?

If the Black Soil Gang had this ability, the White Cloud Gang would have been unable to bear it.

It was useless to think more, between the rolling gray mist, like a frenzied tide, the cold air was like a wind blowing, and the wisps of rotten stench were nauseous.

The rolling gray mist quickly rushed into the Feiyun Hall martial arts arena, filling the martial arts arena at an astonishing speed, the gray mist gradually faded as it dispersed, but it still interfered with everyone's sight to a certain extent, it was originally late at night, the night was dark, and under the gray mist, the visibility decreased significantly.

A scream suddenly rang out, spreading through the gray mist, followed by a second and third.

One after another screams, one after another, directly made the hearts of others panic.

Lin Xiao's eyes flickered, as sharp as a sword, he tried his best to stare ahead, listening carefully to all the movements around him, Rao is five senses were more acute than others, and under this gray mist environment, he was also greatly disturbed.

A faint sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the side, and the killing machine was awe-inspiring, accompanied by an extremely cold killing machine, which made Lin Xiao's scalp tingle.

Immediately decided, Lin Xiao immediately moved to dodge and rotate, and vaguely saw a figure in the gray mist shaking, the spear pierced through the gray mist to kill, and the white bird sword came out of the sheath to kill.

This sword, as fast as thunder, there was a thunderous sound rolling and shaking in the gray mist, tearing through the gray mist and killing it in the air, piercing the neck of that figure with extreme accuracy.

The obscure feeling made Lin Xiao's expression change unconsciously, so far, his sword has pierced the necks of others many times, what is the feel, Lin Xiao is still very clear, but this time the feeling is different, there is no feeling of pleasure at all, but an obscurity, as if the resistance is obscure, as if the white bird sword pierced not flesh and blood, but an iron stake wrapped in a layer of old cowhide.

And, without the slightest hint of victory, the spear stabbed at him again.

What's going on?