The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

In the Valley of the Winds, the trunk of the Babel Tree stands majestically and unmoving. Although long dead, it still stands tall in the sky, floating clouds drifting between the branches, and the breeze swirling between the vines.

The dragon butterfly carried Li Muyun through the air, shook off the heavy pursuers, and came to the Valley of the Wind. The heart that he was holding finally landed, and as long as the wind was free, he no longer worried about his safety.

Whirling in the wind and falling to the ground, Li Muyun looked back, only to see a flash of clear light, and the dragon butterfly faded to its original form and turned into a peerless beauty.

The spring is shining, the flowers are all over the ground, and she is independent in the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

This is the first time that Long Die has met Li Muyun in human form, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

But Li Muyun smiled and admired sincerely: "Dragon Butterfly, no matter how you change, you are always good-looking, just like the Nine Heavens Fairy, just like the little uncle." ”

Thinking of Qingying, he suddenly felt a little gloomy. I don't know if she's okay now, and if her cultivation is going well. Without her own obstacles, her cultivation will definitely soar and grow rapidly.

Long Die saw his thoughts, but didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only walk to his side and quietly accompany him.

Li Muyun collected his thoughts, cut off his thoughts, and said to Long Die with a smile: "I thought that if you got out of the Demon Cave and got free, you would leave Tianshan. We'll never see each other again, but I didn't expect you to come back to me. ”

Long Die didn't tell him the truth, in fact, she was at the peak of the Feihua Cave, and she never left, only a hundred meters away from Li Muyun. You can't see it, but I know everything about you.

There is a goodbye, as if we have been reunited after a long absence, but I have always been by your side and never left.

At this moment, the disciples of the Pure Ming Sect had already chased after them, but they did not dare to be presumptuous because of the prestige of the wind, and stayed outside the Valley of the Wind, no longer exceeding half a step.

He Wensheng fell to the ground, walked slowly, came to the Valley of the Wind, bowed to the wooden house in the distance, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Feng, several disciples of the Pure Ming Sect died at the hands of Li Muyun, and the disciples brought people here to bring Li Muyun to justice. For faux pas, please Uncle Duoduo Haihan. ”

The wind didn't respond for a long time, as if nothing had happened.

After waiting for a while, He Wensheng led several brothers and sisters to surround Li Muyun, and the death of Li Yunlong and several people made them indignant, and vowed to bring the murderer to justice in order to comfort the souls of the dead in the sky.

The dragon butterfly was not afraid at all, his hands became claws, and his momentum was rising. The daughter of the ancestral dragon, although she has been suppressed for thousands of years, she was born again, and she didn't pay attention to these annoying mortals at all.

Li Muyun is accustomed to his aura in his palms, ready to respond to the enemy at any time. He didn't believe that Feng Xiaoyao would stand by and let himself be taken away by the other party.

The two sides were tense and antagonistic, and a scuffle was on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, a shout resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the wind was repelled, and the white clouds were stagnant, "Get out."

He Wensheng and several other disciples of the Pure Ming Sect actually stood unsteadily, quickly retreated, and were pushed out of the Valley of the Wind by the invisible sound waves.

They stood outside the valley and were terrified, and their cultivation was terrifying. I don't know who can win compared to the suzerain. There was little hope for them on this trip, and the wind was here, and they couldn't take Li Muyun away at all.

Li Muyun was completely relieved, just like a bird returning to the mountains and forests, and a fishing boat returning to the harbor. Unloaded the tiredness of my body, I just want to dream quietly.

Originally, Feng Xiaoyao wanted to wait for Li Muyun to suffer some hardships and come to the rescue later, but he couldn't bear Qing'er's entanglement.

As soon as Qing'er heard that Li Muyun was in danger, she bit her clothes and didn't let go, as long as he didn't save Li Muyun, it would never let go.

The wind is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, but I am afraid that my wife will cry and my daughter will be angry. In desperation, he turned his spiritual power into sword qi, and when he spit it out, the situation changed drastically.

However, the wind did not stop, and the waves did not calm down. Li Xuantong came with the sword, and he was between heaven and earth. Today, he must take Li Muyun away, and he vows not to give up until he reaches his goal.

Feng Xiaoyao was no longer hidden, walked out of the wooden house, unsheathed the sword, and led him straight into the air, facing Li Xuantong-for-tat, without backing down.

Li Xuantong said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Feng, Li Muyun killed several disciples of my Jingming Sect, I will take him away for interrogation and seek justice for the dead disciples." ”

If it was before, he would naturally not be an opponent of Feng Yao. But after his wife Yuying wandered to the world, he sat under the Babel Tree for half his life, and his cultivation had long been deserted.

But he has been like a day for decades, and he has never slackened in his cultivation. Moreover, he has eaten countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and his foundation is already extremely strong, and he is not under the other party.

The wind is free and the sword is in the air, standing against the wind: "Today, I don't care about right and wrong, I only talk about my position." Li Muyun is my apprentice, as long as he is in the Valley of the Wind, no one will want to touch him in the slightest. ”

Feng Xiaoyao raised the sword trick in his hand and waved a sword with his hand.

The four seas return to one sword, the angry sea is raging, the sword gases neon, and a sword breaks through the sky. The white clouds were turned into two pieces by a sword, floating leisurely in the blue sky.

A gust of wind blew on the earth, and suddenly, thousands of mountains and ravines, pine waves, like thousands of miles of blue waves, seemed to be singing for this sword.

This is the sword move that Feng Xiaoyao comprehended when he was young, traveling all over the world. He has sealed the sword for many years, and today he only makes one move, and the power is even more powerful than before.

All the disciples of the Jingming Sect thought that Feng Xiaoyao and Li Qianshan, the former Tianshan Shuangbi had long been a thing of the past. One was trapped by love and sat under the tree all day long. A red dust rolled, and his cultivation was lost overnight, and he was completely reduced to a mortal.

But Fang Cai's sword completely broke their cognition. Don't measure a genius by your own imagination, because you and I are mortals, and they have long stood on the top of the world, and they can become immortals in the sky with a slight leap.

Feng Xiaoyao only took out a sword, and he shocked everyone on the spot. Li Xuantong was even more shocked, only he really understood the power of this sword. The power on the sword can actually shatter the void, even if the resident true immortal who has just survived the God Transformation Tribulation, he will be killed on the spot if he is hit by this sword.

Li Xuantong was about to move, and he wanted to test his sword. It was a warrior's desire, and he wondered if he could block the sword. The heart of a warrior is not afraid of hardships and dangers, challenges himself, climbs the peak bravely, and wants to compete with the heavens.

At this moment, Li Chunfeng came with the sword and watched from the side.

Li Xuantong pretended to be calm and asked puzzledly: "The Demon Army is busy with military affairs, how can the general have time to come to the Valley of the Wind to play?" ”

Li Chunfeng immediately retorted: "Who said that I came to play, Li Muyun has a soul devouring seal in his body, and he is a feliga of my Demon Army, and I am here to escort him to the case." ”

Li Xuantong raised his eyebrows coldly, and was full of anger: "Li Muyun killed several disciples of the Li family, and the patriarch has promised to hand over Li Muyun to me for trial, how dare you disobey the patriarch's order?" ”

Li Chunfeng snorted slightly, and sneered: "The patriarch is the patriarch, the demon army has its own will, and we follow the orders of the seven heavenly venerables in the heavenly realm, how can we obey all orders and act with the patriarch?" ”

Li Xuantong was speechless, and was refreshed by Li Taiyi's shamelessness. clearly promised not to interfere again, but let Li Chunfeng interfere.

He knew that he couldn't take Li Muyun away today, with one enemy and two enemies, he asked himself if he was not an opponent of the two. With a wave of his hand, he was about to leave with the disciples of the Pure Ming Sect.

Li Chunfeng no longer pretended to be and left with him.

Li Xuantong immediately mocked: "Didn't you want to escort Li Muyun to the case, why did you let it go now?" ”

Li Chunfeng responded with a smile: "The wind is still free, the cultivation is better than back then, you Li Xuantong are so frightened that you run away, I am naturally not an opponent, I can only give up my task helplessly, and everything is considered in the long run." ”

Li Xuantong was furious, and he didn't respond, and left in a hurry. I secretly swore in my heart: Do you really think that I have no way to take the wind freely, he has never left the Valley of the Wind for many years, and can only ensure Li Muyun's safety in the valley, and I have a way to force Li Muyun to leave here.

Watching Li Xuantong take the disciples of the Jingming Sect away, Feng Xiaoyao snorted coldly: "Young people, ghost tricks, you will never be able to get on the stage." With a wave of his hand, he returned to the cabin.