"From the top of Fenghan to the Rongma Frontier and now to the autumn wind stream, when have you ever seen him stop?" Mo Yanfeng snorted coldly, and the ink knife was slashed and carried, and a middle-aged man in front of him was directly chopped into two pieces and fell down. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"But this thing is too tormenting, we rushed over from the middle road, but it deviated by a thousand miles, and I broke a few ribs", Mo Yanyun's sword aura was like a dragon, and it instantly passed through the enemy's eyebrows, leaving a faint red mark.

Since the two of them knew that Dongfang Youchen had come to Qiufeng Stream, they felt that things were not simple, so they immediately turned around and fought all the way, but they didn't even take half a step halfway through.

The two of them don't know where Jun Qinghan is, and they don't know where Dongfang Youchen is, but they definitely know where Bai Xiaopang is, whenever there is Bai Xiaopang, as long as he releases a coquettish and charming singing, it must be ten miles of jackdaws gathering, standing in the air from a distance, they know Bai Xiaopang's location.

The two of them killed left and right, fighting side by side, straight through the autumn wind stream, and in a few hours, they finally saw Bai Xiaopang, and their eyes fell out, "skinny as firewood, with a shabby face, completely lacking the previous wealth and wealth."

"Wow...... Boss of the remnants of wind and clouds, you came out of that place?You see, I am at the peak of the yellow flag, ahahaha......" Bai Xiaopang saw the two black shadow men, and suddenly hissed bitterly, showing off his realm.

Mo Yanfeng swiped the ink knife and slapped it towards the ground, and the dust and sand flew suddenly......

walked to Bai Xiaopang's side, and rested on Bai Xiaopang's shoulder with a knife, "Is the red flag very powerful, can you carry my ink knife?"

Bai Xiaopang's figure softened, and he almost went down, even if he broke through to the peak of the Yellow Flag now, it was still a great difficulty to walk, not to mention that he had a thousand catties of ink knife pressed on his shoulder, Bai Xiaopang suddenly said with a flattering face: "Boss of the remnant wind, you are still ......"

The softness of his expression made Mo Yanfeng suddenly fall goosebumps, and he was about to raise the ink knife, his right hand trembled, and he smashed it down again, "Wow! You guys, you two turned out to be the eighth section of the Yellow Flag, say, are you double cultivators?" Bai Xiaopang asked sharply, but his expression was like a complaining young woman.

Along the way, the two Mo brothers have only one purpose: to fight!

No matter where they go, they don't put a fart, they start to fight with their swords, regardless of their royal grandson, the royal family, there are at least twenty battles a day, each battle makes them feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts, and in the end, the dark clothes are dyed with blood red bells by the two of them, and their cultivation is also rising.

Moreover, since the two of them left the first line of Guan Baili, a large group of enemies gathered behind their buttocks, and under the powerful pursuit force, these two people were stunned to practice no less than the speed of Yan Nangui.

Seeing that the Mo brothers were coming, Bai Xiaopang immediately sat on the ground and said breathlessly: "Oh, mother...... I'm tired and chubby, and Chubby is finally not lonely...... Ao ......" While speaking, he also pulled out a dragon groan.

The people who hunted in the autumn wind stream looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, but every step was frightening, in the north of the autumn wind stream, everyone's wounds were only eyebrows, holding swords and soldiers, but there was no sign of force, and in the south of the autumn wind stream, there was only one wound, that is, the throat, and above the throat, there was only a faint red filament.

The east of the autumn wind stream is completely a Shura domain, all eyes are scarlet blood, the dead body turned into a forest white bone in a few hours, and it seems that you can still see the horror before death on the white bone, hideous.

Soon after the Mo brothers entered the Autumn Wind Stream, the people who were hunting in the Autumn Wind Stream had completely become headless flies, because their target had completely disappeared, and several people were hiding, and the Autumn Wind Stream was calm again, and it seemed that a bigger storm was brewing.

A few hours is enough time for the major forces on the mainland to flock to the autumn wind stream!

At this time, in an ancient cave in the autumn wind stream, several people gathered:

Jun Qinghan, Yu Zhan Ge, Yan Nangui, Mo Remnant Wind, Mo Remnant Cloud, Bai Xiaopang, except for Dongfang Youchen, all gathered!

Above the sky, Dongfang Youchen looked at the ancient cave below, his indifferent eyes fluctuated slightly, his slender fingers flicked slightly, and the jade flute blew horizontally...... Graceful music suddenly sounded on the autumn wind stream, like gusts of wind chimes, melodious and ethereal.

In the ancient cave, except for Yan Nangui, everyone frowned, "The boss can't come", Mo Yanfeng said lightly, after finishing speaking, everyone's brows were stretched, but Yan Nangui's brows were wrinkled, "And the eldest brother?"

"It's good that the eldest brother has entered there, with the help of that place, it is much easier to get started", Mo Yanfeng said indifferently, a trace of surprise flashed in Jun Qinghan's eyes, he may be the only one among these people who knows, "Returning to the country is no longer in the eyes of Dongfang Youchen, what he wants is to summon spirits, and the country is like a grain of dust in front of his relatives, and it is never worth mentioning."

"How should we go now?" Mo Yanyun asked lightly, "Now outside the autumn wind stream, red flags are everywhere, there is no shortage of blue flag powerhouses, I think it will not be long before even the purple flag powerhouses will pour in, it is impossible to rely on this one red flag, a few yellow flag spearhead boys to kill out."

Everyone frowned, and Jun Qinghan immediately stood up, "You reverse the middle lane and go to the Cliff Cultivation Academy, while Yu Zhan Ge and I, the two of us crossed the Autumn Wind Stream, passed through the Tibetan Heaven Cliff, and only killed the Cliff Cultivation Academy." ”

Everyone frowned, "Disperse?"

Mo Yanfeng snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu rushed over from the middle road, and now he is leaving, am I looking for trouble, running to suffer?"

Mo Yanyun twitched the corners of his mouth beside him, and muttered in a low voice: "If you hadn't caused a lot of trouble, would you have run here?" The long sword snapped, and his eyes were mixed with contempt.

Yan Nangui looked at the two of them, and a trace of fire flashed in his eyes, "The power of the Sword King, the wind of the Sword Emperor, such a pure temperament, his Yan Ling knife has both the thickness of the knife and the elegance of the sword, which can be said to be integrated with each other, but now, with his ability, the ability to fuse the two, it is definitely not comparable to this pure sword and sword monk, and the moves of these two people come from the field!"

Mo Yanfeng felt a chill all over his body, suddenly turned his head, and looked at Yan Nangui with a wide range of eyes, "Who is he?"

Yu Zhan Ge and Jun Qing Han slightly, "Who is Yan Nangui, it's just to challenge the two of them", after a long time, Yu Zhan Ge said, "Yan Nangui of the Yan Clan is considered to have been born like this!"

Mo Remnant raised his eyebrows faintly, he didn't speak, the people who had mixed with the battlefield, the birth and death that came out, that was absolute trust, even if Yan Nangui was not murderous intent to him, but hostility, Mo Remnant would not do any words.

While everyone was talking, the sound of the flute above the autumn wind stream had not dissipated, the ears listened slightly, and doubts rose in their hearts, Dongfang Youchen's thoughts were similar to Jun Qinghan's thoughts, but Yu Zhan Ge was not with Jun Qinghan, but followed everyone, Bai Xiaopang was still his young master of the Dragon Clan, and at the same time, Mo Yanfeng wanted to become the young master of the Yu Clan, and Mo Yanyun wanted to become the young master of the Lin Clan!

In the cave mansion, there was silence for a long time, "Since the eldest brother said so, let's do it according to his method!" Among these people, except for Yan Nangui, who doesn't know who the eldest brother is, everyone else absolutely believes in Dongfang Youchen's plan.

Jun Qinghan's left and right hands were placed on the shoulders of the Mo brothers, and in an instant, the faces of the two people distorted......

Half an hour later, six people came out of the ancient cave, all of whom were young masters with peak strength in the mainland, Yu Zhan Ge, the young master of the Yu clan, the young master of the Yan clan Yan Nangui, the young master of the Dragon clan Chen Wuhate, the young master of the Yun clan Yun Xiaoyang, and the young master of the Lin clan Lin Li.

Plus Xiao Fenghan, the young master of the hermit clan!

Jun Qinghan's eyes swept over the five people, his cloak was unfurled, and he suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes......

Above the autumn wind stream, there was a faint shock in the sky, "What's going on?" Six people and six young masters, why do some people want to pretend, looking at Dongfang Youchen with doubts, could it be that Lord Qingcheng really has such a great energy?" But doubts are doubts, but there is joy in my heart:

"Among the four major alien and demon clans, there are six young masters of the clan gathered together, among them, the young master of the Snow Clan, Luo Wuxian, is still in the Cliff Cultivation Academy, and the young master of the Phoenix Clan has entered the reincarnation nirvana, in this way, the Eight Banners Ancient Clan is completely hollowed out, and the next step is to need an urgent alliance, and his Heavenly Clan will deserve to become the leader!"

"Lord Qingcheng, my subordinates take the liberty of asking, why do they go separately, isn't it better to go together?"

Dongfang Youchen's slender fingers stretched out lightly, pointing to Jun Qinghan's position, "Because, he is a king, a monarch, fighting the world alone!" (To be continued.) )