Among the people watching the battle, there is actually no shortage of strong people. Accompanied by the figure of the young man entering the city gate, there were several strong men who had watched the whole process, but the young man did not know anything about it.

He thought he would be able to sit back and relax as soon as he entered the city, but ......

"Bang!" a strong sound came out, and looking at the direction from which the sound came from, it was the place where the young man entered. Looking at the black shadow again, it was the figure of the young man, who was flying directly upside down at a faster speed than before.

"Poof!" a smear of blood flew out from the corner of the young man's mouth, and his figure flew in the air in a strange attitude, seemingly unhindered and slowed down in any way, flying completely uncontrollably.

The ink-colored orb in his hand had disappeared at this moment, and a solemnity appeared on the young man's face. It could be seen that he had indeed kicked the hard board, but he did not seem too flustered, because he knew that no one would dare to kill him, if he revealed his identity.

"Tom!" a crashing sound sounded, and the young man's figure was finally able to slow down and slowly stand firm. But his chest was now sunken, and the white bones in it could be seen deeply.

While the young man's body was stable, behind him, a group of law enforcement messengers flew upside down like the young man had done before. Judging by its speed, it seems that it is not a few points slower than the speed of youth.

However, they were completely knocked out by the speed of the young man alone. From this, we can also see how powerful the opponents encountered by young people are.

"Is Emperor Ding going to appear?" the young man muttered to himself, and then he felt his head swell and ache more and more, as if he had already felt a little lost. He tried to take a deep breath, and through the sharp pain in his chest, he finally woke up a little.

And in the moment he was awake, a person slowly appeared in front of him.

This person, dressed in a green robe, had jet-black hair that covered most of his cheeks, and his face could not be seen clearly. He exuded an aura of death all over his body, as if he was in a state blessed by a strange secret method.

"Who are you?" said the young man in a subtle tone, the pain in his chest that no longer allowed him to speak loudly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I need the Shura Bead in your hand! Besides, you shouldn't be here!" the man said in an almost hoarse voice with his hair covering his face, as if in the next second, he would lose his voice because of weakness.

The young man did not speak, but in his heart he secretly regretted it. In a word, it seems that this person definitely has something to do with his master. And most likely, the relationship is not good, and it may even be a life-and-death rival.

Shura Zhu, how could he recognize Shura Zhu at a glance? The young man's doubts deepened, and he wanted to ask something, but through the other party's long black hair, he saw a pair of deep and dry eyes.

It's like a fawn, being targeted by a male lion. The young man's heart trembled, hoping that things would not deteriorate further. However, he suddenly thought of something, and the momentum on his body exploded in an instant.

"Looks like I really shouldn't have come here!" said the young man. Slowly raising his head, brushing his sleeves to wipe away the sweat that had already covered his face, he spoke again: "What if I say not to give it?

While the young man was speaking, his chest was gradually recovering. It's just that the speed of recovery is really difficult to detect with eyes. The young man tried to delay the other party, and secretly luckily took the wound on his chest, trying to recover as soon as possible.

"The result, you want to know the result?" the black-haired man said, a pair of dark pupils under the cover of long hair, watching the young man's every move, as if he had found something, he didn't say much, and said in a silent voice in his hand: "This, this is the result you want!"

"Bang!" another punch slammed into the young man's chest. However, this time, the young man was not as lucky as last time, and was blocked from retreating. Instead, it keeps flying backwards.

At the same time, the mysterious long-haired man also caught up at the same time.

Along with the long-haired man, there was also an invisible attack. According to the young man's senses, the damage of this attack was enough to kill him. But he had no choice but to resign himself to fate.

A wind blew in his ears, and the young man closed his eyes in despair......

The moment he closed his eyes, a bright light enveloped his figure. His world has returned to peace. And in the real world outside, the noise has just begun.

"Haha, I've completed the task, I've finally caught this kid, now bring it back, I don't know how the boss will reward us?" said the long-haired man to the side of him.

While he spoke, in the air beside him, the space gradually rippled layer by layer, like a water curtain, and in the center of the ripples, there was a man, and his figure gradually emerged clearly at this moment.

This person, at first glance, seems to be no different from the previous man, but if you look closely, this person has white hair covering his face, which is completely different from the previous man, and his beard is black.

The two glanced at each other, looked at the young man who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, and then looked at the black beads on the young man's body, and they all laughed and said, "Let's go, go home and receive the reward!" haha~!"

The young man they arrested was not Qi Zijie, who was it?

............

Feng Feiyu felt a swelling pain in his head all day, as if something big had happened, but he couldn't know the exact situation.

At this moment, he was playing with a black token in his hand, which seemed to be the token that he had refined at the furnace master before, imitating Tianzi No. 1. The left hand is thrown to the right hand, and the right hand is thrown to the left hand, Feng Feiyu uses this to pass the boring time.

After sitting still many times, it was difficult to concentrate on cultivation, Feng Feiyu simply gave up cultivation, but fantasized about his future path, and by the way, he was thinking about why he was able to see the temperature of that sword.

When Feng Feiyu was pondering alone, behind him, Feng Yuanjie quietly appeared, looking at Feng Feiyu's appearance, he was also a little anxious, he hadn't seen a smile on Feng Feiyu's face for a long time.

"Little guy, what are you thinking?" Feng Yuanjie said softly, for fear that he would scare this little guy again.

"Father, you say, why do I suddenly have a heartache?" Feng Feiyu looked serious, his two eyes were flashing, a little more innocent and cute.

"Haha, haha~!" Feng Yuanjie smiled and said, "Will you have heartache?" Let me think about it, what can make your heart ache!"

"By the way, father, why are you here?" Feng Feiyu looked at Feng Yuanjie's formal dress, and knew that something might have happened.

"Isn't the old guy sick, I heard that there is a very strong auction that is going to hold a large-scale auction here, I'll go and take a look at it instead of the old guy, maybe I can meet something good, and bring him back by the way!" Feng Yuanjie said, with a look of worry in his eyes, it seemed that Feng Huayuan's situation was not very good.

"A strong auction?" Feng Feiyu repeated, and immediately said, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"