"Let's go, I'll take you to see the trick."

Regardless of whether Flame Spirit Ji agreed or not, Jing Zhou picked her up with one hand, stepped on the rubble, and ran towards the darkness of the night.

Jing Zhou took Flame Spirit Ji through a few streets and stopped at a small alley.

"What about people? Isn't it to see the tricks? ”

Flame Spirit Ji took two steps forward, this place was empty, not to mention the tricksters, even the rats were not half a mouse.

"Ahem, this trickster~ Naturally, we haven't arrived yet, we're a little early, but the moonlight tonight is good, you can enjoy the moon first." Jing Zhou smiled awkwardly, took out the wine jug from his waist, and took a drink.

The empty alleyway was quiet and terrifying, except for a full moon hanging high, and the milky moonlight reflected the white light on the walls.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the surroundings were still quiet, Jing Zhou couldn't help but say what Wei Zhuang had said: "The damp and dark corners are full of fierce beasts, ready to tear apart those innocent and weak prey at any time. ”

I have to say that when it comes to being handsome, Wei Zhuang has never lost!

Even in the face of the air, a person can talk to himself, worthy of being a person who drags cool and bombs the sky!

Flame Spirit Ji said, "What do you want to say?" Even if there is a beast in the night, what can it do? Wouldn't it light up when you lit a fire? ”

Jing Zhou shook his head and said, "Haha, this is not what I said, but the white-haired man from Zilanxuan." ”

Hearing the white-haired man, Flame Spirit Ji's face was a little more solemn, and that sword was still deeply imprinted in her mind.

The sword is like lightning, and the momentum is like a mountain, which makes people unable to resist.

Even in Baiyue, she had never seen such a terrifying sword.

The unequaled ghost is extremely brave, can open mountains and crack stones, but at least it can make people react, but that sword seems to be able to take people's hearts away, although the eyes can clearly see the trajectory of the sword, but the body can't move half a minute.

If it weren't for the person in front of her, she felt that she would definitely be seriously injured under that sword.

Flame Spirit Ji lowered her head and asked, "Who is that person?" With his skills, how can he be an unknown person? ”

Jing Zhou said: "The heirs of the Ghost Valley." ”

"Yes, with his skills, it is indeed difficult to be ordinary, and it won't be long before you can hear his reputation."

"Stunned"

The dead night sounded the sound of birds flapping their wings.

Flame Spirit Ji looked up, and a flock of crows flew over in the distance.

"Hehe, here, look good!"

Jing Zhou pointed into a sword, and the dragon qi gushed out of his body, and with the swing of the sword fingers, he turned into a light sword, dyeing the night into a water blue, and the sword light like a waterfall shot towards the crows.

The technique of the Soul Dragon Tour can release the energy of the dragon to attack in a wide range, and it can turn into a three-legged golden crow, and it can be condensed into a dragon to converge the attack, which can be described as infinitely useful.

Now Jing Zhou is just a sword qi integrated into the dragon qi, which has caused the form of the dragon qi to change, although it is a large-scale attack, the power is not weaker than half a point.

Flame Lingji's eyes narrowed, the momentum just now suddenly made her heart flutter, and the strength of this person in front of her was really unfathomable.

Not only can he use the technique of changing the five elements of yin and yang, but he can also use such a breathtaking sword qi, just by that momentum, it is no less than half a point of the descendants of the ghost valley.

One by one, the crows suddenly scattered and flew in all directions, but the speed was much slower than that of the lightsaber.

"Puff Puff"

"Puff Puff"

One by one, the crows were suddenly shot through by the lightsabers, turning into black gas and disappearing into the air, leaving only a few black feathers to fall to the ground.

"Oh~ This is not a real crow, it's really interesting~ I don't know if this last crow will also turn into black gas and disappear." With a wave of her hand, flames appeared in the air, like lanterns, illuminating the surroundings.

Then from her fingertips flew out of the butterflies, and landed on the black feathers,

In a few moments, the feathers on the ground were burned to the ground.

As if in response to Flame Lingji's words, the last crow turned into a man in black in the air, drew a short sword from his arm, and blocked it in front of him.

"Bell"

"Bell"

A series of lightsabers slammed into the dagger, smashing the man in black out of the air.

The man in black put away the short sword and twisted his neck, without the slightest sense of tension, but looked at the two people in front of him, pinching his chin and playing with taste: "Well, well, you are good, your kung fu is really good." ”

"Come to think of her, you saved her. The general who still lost money always thought that it was the hand of Baiyue Yu. ”

"Also, with your strength, it's easy to save someone."

Being looked at unscrupulously by the man in black, the flame aura sneered, and casually summoned a ball of flame towards him.

"Yo yo yo, I originally wanted to give you nine points, but now I think eight points are too much, this little girl's family, what kind of fire is playing!"

"Don't you know that you play with fire?"

The black-clothed man shook his head, and easily dodged the flames.

"Playing with fire? Then you can be careful~~ You can dodge one flame, what about ten? ”

"I don't know if you can hide anymore, but don't accidentally turn into a roasted crow~"

Flame Lingji raised her hands slightly, and there were flames standing on her slender fingers, and the flames of Meng rose, turning from warm yellow to fiery red, flying away from her fingertips, and swept towards the man in black like a storm.

"Hehehe, the little girl's temper is not small, and now I think it's too much to give you a seven!"

The black shadow's body flickered one after another, as fast as it was to become one with the night, and there was no one to be seen, only the voice kept echoing around: "How about it, I can dodge one flame, and ten can naturally dodge!" ”

"This light skill is indeed powerful." Jing Zhou admired in his heart, although the ink crow was not serious, but his strength was really not to be underestimated, much more powerful than Bai Feng, under the crisscrossing sword qi of shark teeth, he could still retreat calmly. Although the flames of Flame Spirit Ji were dense, they couldn't help him for half a point.

Jing Zhou said with a smile: "Mo Crow, the leader of the Hundred Birds Organization under Ji Wuye, a sharp weapon for killing." ”

"Oh? Do you know me? The flames vanished, and the crow landed lightly on the ground, looking towards the sound.

Compared to the seemingly powerful flames, he was more afraid of the previous lightsaber.

"Naturally, I know that the person with the highest martial arts among the hundred birds, especially the one who is good at light skills."

Mo Crow still looks careless, although the other party is prepared, but he is not afraid, he is very confident in his light skills, and he can always escape if he can't fight.

If you're fast enough, you'll be able to get rid of the threat of death!

Mo Crow folded his arms, stared at the mysterious attachment on Jing Zhou's cuffs, and said, "I think the robbery of the treasure chest before I came here is also related to you." ”

The sword aura emitted by that lightsaber was not under the sword at all.

It was only then that he figured out why he searched all over Korea at night and failed to find the person who had robbed the treasure chest.

It turned out that this person was not equipped with a sword at all, but purely used internal force to stimulate sword qi.

As a swordsman, he didn't even have a sword in his hand, which somewhat subverted the cognition of the ink crow.

In this sword-based world, there are only a handful of people who don't know how to use a sword.

Even if they are not swordsmen, many people will wear a sword to show their identity.

Jing Zhou nodded and smiled: "What if I did it?" Ji Wuye gave Ben Gongzi a box of treasures for nothing, how can it be reasonable not to accept it? ”

This treasure in front of his Jing Gongzi, if he pushes his hand out, wouldn't it damage his reputation?

However, compared to the box of treasures, Jing Zhou was more interested in the ink crow.

Although there are many people under Ji Wuye's hands, only Mo Crow can use it.

At this time, Bai Feng was still an immature teenager, both in mind and martial arts, he was much different from Mo Crow.

In terms of strength, the ink crow is probably about the same as Tianze, but it is much stronger than the Flame Spirit Ji, the Hundred Poison King, and the Exorcist.

Especially the potential of the ink crow, when he was dying, he could rely on the advantage of light skills to temporarily suppress Ji Wuye, if such a person died at the hands of Ji Wuye, it would be a pity.

If he could, Jing Zhou would like to summon the ink crow to his subordinates.

"Hehe, you're very bold. Do you know what kind of enemy you are about to face? Nightfall is not yet the darkest hour, because the dream demon has not yet begun. The crow's eyes kept wandering back on Jing Zhou's body, and the sense of playfulness became stronger and stronger.

Even though he knew that Ji Wuye was extremely cruel, even if he had been used as a knife to kill for Ji Wuye from beginning to end, Mo Crow never thought that he would betray Ji Wuye one day.

Because the power of the night is enough to subvert the whole of Korea!

Jing Zhou said disapprovingly: "What if the dream demon starts?" I'm more interested in you than Dream Demon. Ji Wuye is not a master worthy of your life. ”

"A good sword, in the hands of someone who doesn't understand the sword, will bury the sword in vain."

The ink crow's body flashed, and he stabbed a black feather towards Jing Zhou's chest in his right hand, and said with a strange smile: "Then let me see your strength, whether you are qualified to use a good sword!" ”

"Haha, at least you have to be qualified than Ji Wuye!" Jing Zhou turned around, dodged the feather in the hand of the ink crow, and kicked out from the bottom up.

"Bang!"

There was a bang in the air, and the leg came violently and urgently, and the hair on the forehead of the ink crow blown by the air flow carried on it flew everywhere, and in the blink of an eye, it kicked on the arm of the ink crow.

"Katsa"

There was a crunch.

The ink crow frowned, and hurriedly stepped back by taking advantage of this gap.

"It is said that your light skills are unparalleled in the world, no one can match it, yes, this speed is indeed not slow."

As he spoke, Jing Zhou kicked out several more legs, one leg faster than the other.

The shadow of the legs is all over the sky, and when viewed from a distance, it looks like a ball of purple light.

"How is this possible!"

The ink crow boy shrank sharply, looking like he had seen a ghost.

No matter how the crow dodged, the shadow of the legs kicked him impartially as if he had predicted the direction of his dodge in advance.

"Katsa"

Another crunch.

In the dead night, it was slightly harsh.