Time passed little by little, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past three days, Qingyan City has been renewed, but the people in the city are still in this sorrow.

But at noon, the people of the city received a message.

Nine times out of ten, there will be a sneak attack on the Sword Feather Gate tonight, and Lin Xiao will carry out some thunderbolt means to kill.

The sadness in the eyes of the people in the city gradually turned into excitement, and they quickly sneaked into the underground labyrinth of the city according to Lin Xiao's request.

Late at night, dark clouds are thick, and Wanxiang is empty.

On the square that Qingyan City had just established, thousands of heads were arranged in an orderly manner.

These heads were the heads of the thousands of Sword Feather Sect disciples.

In the middle of these heads, the bloodied sword Tsing Yi knelt in horror.

There is a boulder weighing 10,000 catties buried under Jian Qingyi's kneeling, and the connection between this boulder and his knee is firmly fixed by fine iron as thin as a hair.

In addition, the pipa bone of Jian Qingyi was firmly pierced by an iron chain, and at the other end of the iron chain was a huge stone tablet connecting the fifty meters.

On the stone stele, the name of every citizen of Qingyan City who died is engraved.

The breeze blew, and the flying eagles made a hoarse and piercing sound, and they quickly circled around Jian Qingyi.

After a few moments, there was a hint of horror in the eagles' eyes, and they wanted to spread their wings, but as if they were controlled by something, their frightened eyes suddenly became hollow.

Thousands of flying eagles, one by one, are biting at the chains.

Soon, the chain was already scratched.

But at this time, a barking dog suddenly broke the busy flying eagle.

Domineering lion dogs rushed from all directions, and without any hesitation, they jumped and killed the flying eagles that tore the chains.

These flying eagles only have the level of demon beasts, and they have no choice but to hover in this air in a hurry.

And these fighting lion dogs, at this time, there is no other way, they can't fly, they can only firmly surround Jian Qingyi and keep barking.

However, this stalemate did not last long, and the seven figures suddenly appeared thirty meters in front of the fighting dog.

The person at the head of these seven figures was none other than one of the two Divine Yuan Realms who had left here three days ago, the Second Elder of the Dharma Protector Hall, Hei Feng!

They were dressed in black, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, and they did not hesitate, and the flying needles stained with poison quickly pierced the eyes of the fighting lion.

Ding Ding Ding!

Suddenly, petals suddenly rose in front of the lion dog.

These petals are as white as snow with a faint fragrance.

These petals form a wall of flowers, which may seem extremely weak, but they can resist all the flying needles that fly by.

And with the fall of the flying needle, a crack suddenly formed in front of the seven black-clothed men.

Seven figures leaped out of this crack, blocking the way of the seven men in black.

These seven figures were all dressed in white, and the person at the head was Hua Yurou, who had just resisted the flying needle.

Beside Hua Yurou, Jiang Lingchen, Mo Bei, Yang Kai, Yang Qingning, Du Tianhai and Qian Wantong stood respectively.

And with the appearance of Hua Yurou and others, the kneeling sword Qingyi, the iron chain on his chest broke in an instant.

His figure also fell rapidly at this time.

And during this period, the two lion dogs also bit Jian Qingyi's neck, and they looked at Hei Feng and the others with vigilant eyes.

If Hei Feng was going to move forward half an inch, they would not hesitate to bite Jian Qingyi to death.

After three breaths, Jian Qingyi's figure dived underground.

"Capture this slut!"

Hei Feng looked at Hua Yurou coldly, he didn't hesitate, and led the six elders to quickly kill Hua Yurou.

Hei Feng is very good at grasping the situation, even if there is no threat from that lion dog, he will not risk saving Jian Qingyi in such a short time.

The deputy door master will be there soon, and leaving everything to the deputy door master is the safest way!

Hei Feng wants to capture Hua Yurou, Hua Yurou is Lin Xiao's woman, as long as they can take her down, they will be completely sure to rescue Jian Qingyi this time.

Bang.

However, all this was just Hei Feng's fantasy, and after he and Hua Yurou exchanged palms, his heart suddenly startled.

Hei Feng took two steps back, and Hua Yurou took five steps back.

Hua Yurou's cultivation actually improved by three layers in just three days, reaching the sixth layer of the gods!

Hua Yurou's combat power is even more terrifying, although the two layers of her own Shenyuan can be suppressed, but it is only suppressed, and it cannot be captured!

Boom, boom, boom.

However, Hei Feng's shock was only at the beginning, and he saw the six elders fighting with the six people opposite.

Although the six people he brought did not reach the Divine Yuan Realm, they were all eight or nine layers of gods!

They faced a group of Transformation God Realms, and they actually fought like tigers!

And just in the moment when Hei Feng was distracted, Hua Yurou saw the opportunity, he stretched out his jade finger, and a white Donghuang finger instantly hit him.

Bang.

The saint-level shield sacrificed by Black Wind shattered, and he retreated seven or eight meters, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

However, at this time, Hei Feng had already recovered his mind, and there was a touch of cruelty in his eyes, and he quickly continued to kill Hua Yurou.

Hei Feng wants to fight with all his might, he is a Shenyuan Realm, and he has many hole cards.

Capturing Hua Yurou alive requires a lot of constraints, but if he wants to kill Hua Yurou, he still has some certainty.

Soon, Black Wind used the secret technique, and his figure turned into seven, killing Hua Yurou.

And at this time, Hua Yurou's figure turned into seven, and her body was much more subtle than the black wind.

Hua Yurou used the heaven-level body technique that Lin Xiao taught her, her seven figures had a variety of different moves, and Hei Feng's divine sense couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a while.

This suddenly shocked Hei Feng, but his shock only lasted for a short moment, and his heart suddenly sank again.

With the change of Hua Yurou's body style, her attack was already on par with him.

But this was only the beginning, Hei Feng noticed that there was a slight stinging in his dantian, and the operation of his exercises was also inexplicably blocked.

Bang. The black wind couldn't dodge, and was slapped in the chest by Hua Yurou and flew out.

And at this time, a scene that shocked Black Wind appeared again.

At this time, the six elders brought by Hei Feng also fell down one after another, and their physical condition turned out to be the same as that of Hei Feng, all of them were blocked by the stinging meridians of the dantian.

"That flower wall just now is poisonous!"

In Hei Feng's heart, he immediately thought of the flower wall that resisted the flying needle just now.

At this time, Hua Yurou, she wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and wipe out Hei Feng and the others.

But it was also at this time that he heard Lin Xiao's divine sense, she didn't hesitate, she led everyone to stop, looking at the sky with burning eyes.

"Yes, yes, your Phoenix Sect really has some qualifications, and you can compete with my Sword Feather Sect."

After about three or five breaths, a slightly playful voice floated from far and near.

As soon as these words fell, an old man with gray hair suddenly appeared.

The old man was dressed in a white robe, standing in the void, his eyes were burning as he looked at Hua Yurou and the others below, his old palm caressing the white beard on his chest, and the cold glint in his eyes loomed.

This person is the deputy head of the Sword Feather Sect, the powerhouse of the peak of the Shenyuan, Jian Wuji.

Jian Wuji wanted to kill Hua Yurou and the others directly, but he immediately gave up such an idea, he noticed a trace of spatial fluctuations in front of Hua Yurou, and a figure slowly appeared.

This figure is Lin Xiao.

"You are the deputy head of the Sword Feather Sect, you should be called Jian Wuji."

As soon as Lin Xiao's figure appeared, he stood in the faint void, and instantly looked at Jian Wuji.

And Jian Wuji also narrowed his eyes slightly at this time, he didn't care that Lin Xiao knew his identity.

As the deputy master of the Sword Feather Sect, he knew how many people he had, and he didn't need to care about anything at all.

Jian Wuji was a little surprised that Lin Xiao was not the slightest timid, and his age was only about twenty years old, which was by no means ordinary.

At this time, Lin Xiao, after he glanced at Jian Wuji's eyes, he raised his hand and made a move, and the demon bear and the flaming lion instantly appeared on his left and right.

After Lin Xiao did all this, he looked at Jian Wuji with slightly narrowed eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior, these two hole cards of mine can keep me safe, right?"

After Lin Xiao finished speaking, he raised his hand a little more, and the huge square below suddenly emitted a bright light, and a saint-level killing array was instantly formed.