Chapter 405: Lingyun Peak Returns,

"Not good. Ming Qingzi said with a solemn expression: "Someone is here to provoke again." ”

Ye Qingchen looked at Yang Qiushi and Su Xin, and said, "You all stay here, Xiaohua, you take care of them and don't leave here." ”

Saying that, Ming Qingzi and Ye Qingchen hurriedly walked outside,

Seeing the two leaving, Su Xin's eyes flashed a hint of cunning and looked at Yang Qiushi, and said, "Little stone, do you want to go and see what the situation is." ”

"This ......" Yang Qiushi looked at Xu Xiaohua and then at Su Xin, and nodded again and again, "Yes, but ......"

"Aunt Xiaohua......" Su Xin took Xu Xiaohua's hand with a smile and said, "Let's go, come with us to have a look." ”

"No, I can't. Xu Xiaohua said solemnly, "Sister Ye just said, let me take a good look at you, you two, you are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

Looking at Yang Qiushi, Xu Xiaohua said, "Especially you, the injury is not good, so I want to go out with Xin'er." ”

"Aunt Xiaohua...... Little Doctor Fairy...... Beautiful little medicine fairy" Su Xin hugged Xu Xiaohua's shoulders and said in a pleading tone, "You just let Xin'er go and see, Xin'er is a spirit warrior and will take care of herself, and if Aunt Xiaohua doesn't worry about us, you can go with us, Xin'er and Xiaoshi will definitely listen to you, right, Xiaoshi"

Su Xin glanced at Yang Qiushi again and again, Yang Qiushi was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly nodded, "Mmmm, Aunt Xiaohua, with you watching us, Xin'er and I will definitely not make trouble." ”

"This ......" Seeing Su Xin and Yang Qiushi like this, Xu Xiaohua hesitated, she also wanted to see what was going on, and finally nodded helplessly, "Okay, but, let's talk first, if you are disobedient, I will forcibly bring you two back." ”

"Hehe," Su Xin clapped her hands happily and said, "Don't worry, Xin'er will listen to Aunt Xiaohua." ”

As she spoke, Su Xin took Xu Xiaohua's hand and ran outside, "Let's go, if it's late, you won't be able to see the wonderful places." ”

In front of the gate of Southern College, there is an empty square,

In this square, many things have happened,

One of the most interesting is that Yan Yin stood here stupidly to help Ye Qingwu shout her sister Ye Qingchen's name loudly.

It was also at that time that Yan Yin got acquainted with this pair of sisters with very different surnames but very beautiful.

It's just that at this time, around this square, there are many students from the Southern Academy, and they are looking at the field with burning eyes.

There was a group of people in the field, and in front of this group of people, there was a figure standing quietly,

In the middle of the two, a corpse lay there, a jet-black long sword, quietly stuck on the corpse,

The long sword, without a blade,

Next to that figure, the corners of Feng Jiujian's mouth were bloody, but his face changed and he looked at the man next to him,

There was surprise on his face, but more than that, a look of disbelief,

"Who the hell is Your Excellency? One of the men in purple said in a deep voice, "We are people from the Drunken Yin Fang, one of the top ten strange sects in Western Xinjiang, and we came to Southern College this time just to take a look." ”

"Just take a look. The figure slowly stretched out his right hand, grabbed it forward, and the inky black bladeless long sword inserted in the corpse returned to his hand with a thud, and thrust the long sword into the ground, the blood stains on the sword body shook one after another, the ground exploded inch by inch, and a muffled sound came out, "If that's the case, then why did you hurt my master." ”

"He's your master. The purple-clothed man looked at Feng Jiujian, and a puzzle flashed in his eyes, "He is clearly just a Martial Sect, although he is about to break through, but he is still only a Martial Sect, and Your Excellency, he is already a Martial King, how can this person be your master." ”

"Yun Feng, don't talk too much to them, these people have come to our Southern Academy to look for trouble, and I don't know how many teachers and students in the academy have been bullied by them, and even the acting dean Qing Lingzi was injured by the master of the Beast Sect. Feng Jiujian looked at the people around him, and said in a solemn tone, "They are here, I'm afraid they're here to find trouble with Qingchen." ”

This person is none other than the disciple of the Wind Nine Swords, Fang Yin's second brother, most people thought that he had died in Lingyun Peak in Tempest Bay,

After seven or eight years, Ling Yunfeng is already a martial king,

But beside him, there is still the blunt sword Moyun long sword that weighs a thousand catties without opening,

Ling Yunfeng's appearance hasn't changed much, but his face has more vicissitudes and maturity and stability after experience.

A pair of eyes, as if they were not alarmed, have always been so calm,

"Senior Sister Qingchen is also here. Ling Yunfeng looked at the purple-clothed man quietly, and asked the Wind Nine Sword in a slow voice,

"Hmm" Feng Jiujian nodded, "She returned to the Southern Academy more than half a year ago, not long ago, she just defeated the master of Tingyu Tower, one of the top ten strange sects in the Western Frontier, who was causing trouble in the academy, and besides, she was already a spirit king. ”

With an unchanged expression, Ling Yunfeng lowered his head for a long time, and asked, "What about him?" ”

Feng Jiujian was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and said, "He went to Northern Xinjiang and is now the deputy commander of Dingbei. ”

"Oh" replied faintly, and then fell silent,

Just as Lingyun Peak and the others were talking, Ye Qingchen and Ming Qingzi flew down from Wanghai Peak and came to the square.

The two of them saw Feng Jiujian and the man standing beside him from a distance, but they only saw it for a while, and they didn't recognize that the man standing next to Feng Jiujian was Ling Yunfeng.

And Su Xin and Xu Xiaohua also quietly followed behind and flew down from the top of Wanghai Peak with Yang Qiushi, secretly hiding at the far end above, quietly looking below,

"Ah, that's Teacher Feng Jiujian, he's injured" Seeing the situation in the field, Xu Xiaohua said worriedly, "Moreover, there is another person who died. ”

"Who's that guy standing next to Mr. Wind? Su Xin said suspiciously, "Why haven't I seen it before, it looks like he is very powerful." ”

Yang Qiushi nodded hurriedly and said, "Well, it's very powerful."

"Huh" Su Xin looked at Yang Qiushi strangely, and said, "Little stone, can you see that he is very powerful." ”

"This ......" Yang Qiushi scratched his head and said, "It's not Xin'er, you said that he is very powerful, I think what you said should not be wrong, so I followed you." ”

"Hehe," Su Xin covered her mouth and snickered, "You little stone, I am very happy to say this, you will be my little follower in the future." ”

"Ahh Yang Qiushi was stunned and said, "Why did you become your little follower." ”

Su Xin snorted angrily, "What, I'm not happy." ”

Seeing Su Xin's cute appearance, Yang Qiushi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, a small follower is a small follower, and it's not a big deal." ”

"Hmph, that's right" Su Xin said with a smile, "There are many benefits to being my little follower, you will know in the future, let's watch the excitement first and see what will happen"

Below, Ling Yunfeng, who had been silent for a long time, raised his head to look at the man in purple and said, "The Ten Great Strange Gates of Western Xinjiang, Drunken Yinfang, are you?" ”

The man in purple looked at Ling Yunfeng with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Not bad." ”

As soon as the purple-clothed man finished speaking, he saw Ling Yunfeng take a step forward,

A gust of wind struck, and then a series of sword lights flashed coldly,

The onlookers around looked at the field in horror, their eyes full of disbelief.

Ling Yunfeng was like a fleeting phantom, passing from the front of the purple-clothed man to the rear, killing the disciples standing behind him before they had time to react in an instant, and they didn't even make a sound.

Sharp, very sharp,

The purple-clothed man turned around in horror, only to see that the disciples of the Drunken Yin Fang who were originally standing beside him had fallen one after another, and on their chests, there was a sword wound that pierced their hearts.

As these men fell, a long sword suddenly appeared above his neck,

"What a sharp swordsmanship, such a fast body. Ming Qingzi looked at the field and said with a horrified expression, "In a few moves, he passed through that group of people and killed them all in an instant, this strength is terrifying." ”

Ye Qingchen also saw this scene, but her eyes were fixed on the inky black long sword resting on the neck of the man in purple.

"It's him, he didn't die, and besides, he has become stronger" Ye Qingchen exhaled lightly and said, "Ling Yunfeng, he's back." ”

Ming Qingzi beside her was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ling Yunfeng with a tight gaze, as if he thought about it for a while, and found that it was indeed very similar, and said in surprise, "Don't say it, it's really similar, but isn't he dead." ”

"Good...... It's so powerful" Above, Su Xin covered her mouth and exclaimed, "I saw a phantom flash from front to back, and then a cold light flashed, and those people fell, this ...... Who the hell is this person, why is he so powerful?"

Xu Xiaohua also looked down with a shocked face, and said, "He should be from Southern College, helping Southern College, but how come he has never seen it." ”

Looking at Yang Qiushi, who was also shocked, Xu Xiaohua asked, "Qiushi, did your master tell you that there are any hidden swordsmanship masters in Southern Academy?" ”

Shaking his head, Yang Qiushi retracted his shocked gaze and said, "My master said that there is no one in Southern Academy who is very powerful in swordsmanship except for him and Feng Jiujian Teacher, there used to be a student named Shangguan Jianhong and Zhuang Shu whose swordsmanship is amazing, but Zhuang Shu has been killed by Uncle Fang Yin, and that Shangguan Jianhong seems to have not returned to Southern Academy for many years,"

As he spoke, Yang Qiushi seemed to have thought of something, and said in surprise, "Mo Fei, this person is Shangguan Jianhong." ”

While Su Xin and the others were discussing, in the crowd around the square, a young man stared at Ling Yunfeng's figure with a solemn expression, as if he wanted to see him through,

The man in purple looked at the ink clouds that were close at hand, and looked at Ling Yunfeng,

I saw that his eyes were calm, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking about something,

"You...... Who are you. The man in purple said, "Why did you kill our disciples of the Drunken Yin Fang for no reason." ”

Hearing the purple-clothed man's question, Ling Yunfeng put away his thoughtful gaze, looked at the purple-clothed man, and said slowly, "What's your name." ”

The man in purple was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Drunk." ”

"Drunk. A smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and Ling Yun said, "Drunken Yinfang, drunk, worthy of being one of the top ten strange sects in Western Xinjiang, not only the names of the sects are peculiar, but even the names of the disciples inside are so peculiar." ”

The man in purple didn't make a sound, but quietly put his hand behind him, looking at Yan Yin with a cold expression,

"Take your hands out. Ling Yunfeng said lightly, "Although you are the Spirit King, but at such a close distance, I want to kill you, not instantly." ”

The purple-clothed man's expression changed drunkly, and he was about to speak, but he saw Ling Yunfeng put away the long sword resting on his neck, and said indifferently, "You go, Drunken Yin Fang, I will go to Lingyun Summit in the future." ”

"Is his name Ling Yunfeng? ”

"Ling Yunfeng, I seem to have heard this name somewhere"

Suddenly, the crowd of onlookers around them began to discuss,

In the crowd, the young man who was originally staring at Ling Yunfeng showed a really like this expression on his face, and at the same time, a trace of helplessness and sigh flashed in his eyes,

At a glance, this young man couldn't see anything, but felt that it was no different from ordinary warriors.

But if you look closely, you will find that he resembles a person,

cold,

When Yan Yin first entered the Southern Academy, he had a big battle with Ling Yunfeng in front of Yan Yin and Xu Monkey's house, and injured Ling Yunfeng.

Later, it was Yan Yin who made a move, and he defeated Han Yan and threw him away.

Cold, is the person in the big sword society established by the mad sword,

It's just that time has passed, and the Broadsword Society, a gang-type group of the Southern Academy, has long since dissipated with the departure of the Crazy Knife.