"What do you mean by that?"

Su Wan said seriously: "Li Chengfeng not only has a kendo attainment on par with you, but also has a true spirit realm cultivation, no matter from which point of view, you are very weak, it is impossible to be his opponent, and now you are very dangerous to meet him." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"I don't understand, Li Chengfeng has been famous for a long time, and he is also known as the first sword in Jinling, even if I show my skills at the Qingteng banquet and become famous, what does this have to do with Li Chengfeng?"

Lin Xuan'er couldn't help but say: "Zhuo Bufan, you are really stupid, think about it, Li Chengfeng is known as the first sword in Jinling, but he has not comprehended the sword momentum." You must have stolen the limelight, if it were me, I would also like to see what this guy who comprehended the sword momentum and leveled the Qingteng Banquet looked like. ”

"I see. Zhuo Bufan understands that it's all vanity, it's really not worth fighting for these things, if you really have the misfortune to meet Li Chengfeng, you must avoid a dispute no matter what.

Suddenly, a beautiful melody came from far away.

"It's the sound of the flute. ”

Zhuo Bufan secretly thought, who and who would play it?

The sound swirls and tactfully, flickering near and farther away, as if someone is playing on the opposite side, and the sound is getting closer and closer.

The sound of the flute was clear, and after it was extremely low, it circled a few times, and then went down again.

The sound of the flute is very low and thin, but each syllable is still clearly audible, crisp and short, one after another, first like a spring splashing, and then like a group of flowers competing for beauty, vaguely mixed with the words of the birds, they sing and I am.

Gradually, the birds left, and the spring flowers fell.

Thundered!

The god of thunder roared, and a light rain poured down.

The sound of the flute penetrates the rain and penetrates this world, the sound of the rain is bleak, the sound of the flute covers everything, and there is a desolate and solemn image in the underworld.

Under the accompaniment of the sound of the flute, the light rain became soft, if there was nothing.

Everyone entered a world of self-absorption, and after the sound of the flute stopped, they were still unsatisfied, and they could not extricate themselves from the sea of music.

Even the golden-eyed eagle king, who was flying at supersonic speed, entered a state of tranquility, and his flying speed gradually slowed down.

Roar!

Suddenly, a roar pierced the eardrums, tearing through the clouds and resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The true spirit realm cultivator who controlled the golden-eyed eagle king was a beast master, and the deafening roar caught him off guard, and the blood in his whole body flowed upstream, and his true qi was dissipated, and he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood.

Su Wan's concentration is good, but she also suffered internal injuries, the most serious is Xuan'er, her face is as pale as paper, and she almost faints. The golden-eyed eagle king's whole body was demonic, his body trembled, and the person on his back shook, almost falling.

Zhuo Bufan's mental strength was strong, and he was almost unharmed, so he quickly stepped forward and hugged the two women respectively.

With a sharp roar from the Golden-Eyed Eagle King, the Beast Master hurriedly stabilized his voice and shouted: "It's not good, there is an enemy rushing towards us, we have to land quickly and stand firm." ”

Whew!

The golden-eyed eagle king landed at great speed, and the strong wind blew his face like a knife.

As soon as she landed, Xuan'er struggled away, ran not far away, covered her chest and half-knelt on the ground, vomited everything she had eaten on the road, and her pale face turned half green: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it." ”

The feeling of weightlessness was very bad, Su Wan also felt that her stomach was turning upside down, and she couldn't help but want to vomit, and controlled it for a while, but she still couldn't help bending over and vomiting, and the pungent and disgusting taste spread.

The beast master's expression was extremely solemn, he looked at Zhuo Bufan, who was fine, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, that roar just now was from the ghost-faced Lion King, and it looks like someone deliberately wanted to get along with us." ”

After a stick of incense, a black dot appeared in the sky.

A few people stared at it, and it was a lion more than two feet long, with a pair of wings growing on its back. Up and down, the demonic aura is overflowing, full of terrifying momentum.

"Sure enough, it's the Ghost-faced Lion King. Although the beast master had a certain amount of mental preparation, he was still taken aback by what he saw, unlike the Golden-eyed Eagle King, the momentum on this mount demon beast was even more vigorous and terrifying, and its mouth was full of teeth more than three feet long, even an elephant could swallow it in front of it.

The Golden-Eyed Eagle King has the blood of an ancient demon beast, and according to common sense, the Ghost-Faced Lion King should be afraid of it. But this is not the case, the ghost-faced Lion King in front of him is domineering, the lantern-sized eyes look directly at the Golden Eye Eagle King, and the momentum spreads, the Golden Eye Eagle King is so frightened that he retracts his wings and makes a weak wail. On the contrary, the black eagle on Xuan'er's shoulder was fearless, and let out a piercing chirp, not giving in to fear.

Generally speaking, demon beasts are the same as poultry and domestic animals, and the tamed demon beasts will gradually lose the bloodiness of the demon beasts themselves, just like the golden-eyed eagle king that Zhuo Bufan and they ride, if they are released back into the world of demon beasts, they cannot return to the original world, because they have long lost the ferocity and bloodiness of demon beasts.

The Ghost-Faced Lion King is not the tamed mount of Xinye City, but Li Chengfeng's partner in battle, the ally of the fight, a Ghost-faced Lion King covered in blood, and a Golden-Eyed Eagle King who has not experienced killing for decades.

Under the gaze of several people, after three breaths, a figure suddenly slid down from the back of the ghost-faced Lion King suspended in the air.

Li Chengfeng stepped on the void, his body was as light as a feather, as light as nothing, and slowly landed opposite Zhuo Bufan.

"Li Chengfeng, how could it be you?"

The Beast Master recognized his identity at a glance.

Several people were startled at the same time, and Xuan'er couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "You are the genius who is known as the first sword in Jinling?"

Ignoring Xuan'er and Su Wan, a flash of lightning flashed in Li Chengfeng's indifferent eyes: "You are the Zhuo Bufan who swept all directions at the Qingteng Banquet?"

"Exactly, what advice does Your Excellency have?" Zhuo Bufan secretly shouted that it was not good, this Li Chengfeng was clearly not good at coming, and the good ones would not come, I am afraid that there would be a tough battle to fight.

Su Wan and Xuan'er glanced at each other, and they didn't feel good.

Li Chengfeng looked him up and down, and found that he was short and trivial, if this kind of appearance was placed on the rivers and lakes, it was easy to be regarded as a three-class person, but his behavior gave people a sense of atmosphere. He thought about it, and finally came up with a sentence that was suitable to describe Zhuo Bufan.

Real people don't show their faces.

"I'm sure you know what I'm here for. ”

Zhuo Bufan guessed: "Fountain of Life?"

"Haha!" Li Chengfeng raised his head and smiled, and said quite appreciatively: "Zhuo Bufan, you are really smart, since you can guess this, then you should know that I have another reason for looking for you." ”