Zilanxuan in the night, without the hustle and bustle of the past, except for a few lights on the top floor, has been returned to a darkness, on the top floor, in a room that reveals the lights, with the flow of the breeze, there is a silk piano sound, blending into the night, bringing people a kind of peace from the heart.

"How's this sound?" On the roof of Zilanxuan, a figure that melted into the darkness said to the person beside him.

"Very well, it seems to be a very good thing to have such a sound to cleanse the soul in addition to the mission." Out of the darkness came a young man in white.

"It's a pity that such an ethereal and distant sound of the piano is about to be dyed with a layer of blood, I don't know, she can still play such a beautiful piano sound after being stained with blood." The person who spoke was none other than the Night's Killer who had been ordered to come, the Crow.

"It's a pity." Bai Feng let out a long sigh and said, they have destroyed too many beautiful things over the years, and they don't mind the extra one in front of them.

In retrospect, there may be regrets, but that's all.

"When are we going to do it?" Bai Feng put away a trace of softness in his heart and asked indifferently.

"Don't worry, it's a long night, you can listen to this music and then talk about it." Mo Crow said calmly.

"Then wait."

In Zilan Xuan, Yang Ming, who was sitting in a precarious position, listening to Yang Ming, who was playing the jade and caressing the qin, slowly withdrew his eyes from the darkness outside the window, and said to the purple girl beside him: "It seems that the tree wants to calm the wind, I originally wanted to act low-key in this Xinzheng City, so that I can spend more time with you, but now it seems that it is not possible." ”

"What's wrong?" Zi Nu was surprised, what Yang Ming is doing in Xinzheng these days, although it seems to be very out of tune, but Zi Nu can also understand Yang Ming's thoughts, but at this time, Yang Ming said so? But it is......

"The people of the night are coming, and they are ready to stretch out their fangs to us, in order to avoid endless troubles in the future, we can only take action, break the fangs of the night, and teach the leader of the night how to behave." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"You want to shoot directly? This is Xinzheng. The purple girl was shocked, although Yang Ming was laughing, but the purple girl heard the coldness, when he was in Hengshan, Yang Ming was in such a smile, entered the Black Wind Village, at that time Yang Ming did not have the current strength, but the current night is not the Black Wind Village that can be compared.

"Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come, there are some things that we can't endure and pass." Yang Ming said.

Seeing that the purple girl still looked worried, Yang Ming smiled and said, "What? Why is the previous Black Wind Twin Evil gone? ”

"Be careful." The purple girl admonished.

"Don't worry, my life is very precious." Yang Ming had already picked up the Tianwen Sword behind him as he spoke, and walked out of the window.

A true master never walks the front door.

As an afterimage emerged, Yang Ming's figure had already appeared in the night, and then his figure rushed straight up at a strange angle, where there was no relay point in the air, and in the next moment, he was already standing on the roof of Zilanxuan.

"Killer of the Night?" Yang Ming pressed his sword and walked towards the figure lurking in the darkness.

"You're the leader of the World Society? No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, martial arts are really good. Mo Crow looked at Yang Ming who was walking towards him with his sword, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this is a good goal, otherwise, this task will be too boring.

"Is that you?" As soon as Mo Crow's words fell, Bai Feng's voice mixed with jealousy had already sounded.

Yang Ming, how could Bai Feng forget Yang Ming's face, back then, the White Bird Killer Regiment went to Yanmen County to carry out a mission, but the entire army killed by Yang Ming was annihilated, from the parrot song, to the vulture, and then to all the killers, except for him who had escaped his life, all of them died.

Yang Ming, a young man of the same age as Bai Feng, is the biggest nightmare for Bai Feng, even if over the years, he has successfully carried out countless missions from the night, and recast his confidence with the blood of the target again and again, but in front of Yang Ming, Bai Feng still feels a deep timidity.

"It turned out to be you, it seems that you were lucky and survived." Yang Ming looked at Bai Fengdao.

"He's the target of your trip to Yanmen?" At this time, Mo Crow has also reacted, and Mo Crow is very clear about the experience of Bai Feng's little brother, especially the mission of Yanmen County, and the participation of Parrot Song, therefore, for the mission of Yanmen County, Mo Crow has learned a lot of information, in order to take revenge and avenge his friends.

Now, Yang Ming's target task has appeared in front of the night again, which is a good thing in Mo Crow's opinion.

As for Yang Ming's ability to kill the Night Killer almost completely in that year, so what? He is a black crow, the strongest existence among the night killers, according to Bai Feng's recollections, Yang Ming was already a second-rate peak master at that time, and after a few years, his martial arts will inevitably go to the next level, and he may even be a first-class master.

But Mo Crow is also a first-class master, and he is also a person who has broken through to a first-class master with light skills, and his speed has made him stand in the place of immortality.

"Yes." Bai Feng said solemnly, even with the ink crow by his side, he still felt a heavy pressure, which was the pressure brought by the price of one life after another.

"Then let me see where he is strong." As the crow spoke, there was only a black mist up and down, and the person had disappeared.

Able to cultivate light skills to the point of changing shapes, Mo Crow is indeed worthy of being the number one killer of the night.

It's a pity, that's it, because Yang Ming's light skills are also unimaginable for the ink crow, the ink crow, the speed is comparable to the flying bird, but no matter how fast the flying bird is, even if it is the king of the flying birds, Dapeng, after all, it has to ride the wind to get up, how can the ink crow be faster than the wind.

So when the figure of the ink crow resurfaced, and the arm blade on his arm had already stabbed at Yang Ming, he found that Yang Ming in front of him was just an afterimage.

What? The ink crow's eyes couldn't help but widen, there was someone whose speed was still above him? How could this have happened?

"Be careful." Bai Feng had already rushed up at this time, he already had the speed of eight or nine points of ink crows, he was extremely fast, dancing his arms, and the thin feather blade reflected the cold light in the moonlight, which was breathtaking.

"It's too slow." Yang Ming waved his palm behind him, since he had decided to have a showdown in front of the night, Yang Ming naturally would not hide anything anymore, and the cloud palm that completely mastered the momentum of the void clouds was struck, and the wind rose and the clouds surged, black as ink, and the illusory clouds surged, which had shrouded Bai Feng in it.

Pai Yun Zhang, as the martial arts of the Wind God Legs, can even restrain the speed of the Wind God Legs, not to mention the light skills of the Mo Crow Bai Feng, in terms of light skills, it is impossible to surpass the light skills of the Wind God Legs.

Under the deep lock of heavy clouds, the white phoenix and the ink crow have been completely shrouded in a layer of clouds.

Looking at the changing clouds around them, for the first time in their lives, Mo Crow and Bai Feng felt the pain of no speed, the seemingly illusory clouds, it seemed that every trace, every wisp had terrifying power, a lock word, suppressed them under the heavy clouds, between the surging clouds, their attacks could not break through at all, the sharp blade in their hands fell, and they could not cut the clouds between the virtual and the real, if they forcibly broke through with internal force, if the clouds were like a copper wall, they were indestructible.

"At night, I provoked a master who can't be provoked." Mo Crow's heart sank, and he tried his best to keep himself calm.

Although his method of movement is forbidden, if the enemy wants to attack, he still has a chance to counterattack, and at that time, the victory or defeat is still unknown.

It's just that why hasn't he attacked yet?

Between the doubts of the ink crow, the cloud world in front of him suddenly changed, and in the hazy clouds, a world was slowly bringing to the ink crow, and he saw his former self, a self who was only five or six years old.

"Is this an illusion?" Mo Crow's heart sank, and when he subconsciously looked at Bai Feng, he found that Bai Feng was looking at the clouds in front of him with blank eyes and a pale face, and he had already fallen into some kind of illusion.

Realizing that he could no longer sit still, a hint of hideousness appeared on his face.

"Parrot Song?" The next moment, Mo Crow's face suddenly softened, and in front of him, a figure appeared, a figure that should not exist for a long time.

"It's fake. It's all an illusion. The crow roared and slashed at the parrot in front of him with a swing of his arm, but when the blade fell, he finally hesitated.

This is the eleventh type of cloud palm, Yunlai Wonderland.

But it was only at this moment of hesitation that a hollow palm print had been imprinted on his chest, and Mo Crow only felt a surge of qi and blood in his chest, and in an instant, the power of his body of qi and blood returned to calm, like a piece of stagnant water, and it was difficult to set off a trace of waves.

He didn't even have the strength to support his body, and he fell limply between the tiles of the roof.

"White Phoenix!" The ink crow raised the last of his strength and shouted at Bai Feng.

But at this time, Bai Feng was already completely immersed in the illusion, how could he know that he was already in the place of death at this time.

"You should be glad that you are parrot's friends." In the clouds, Yang Ming's voice sounded.

At this time, a frightened scream struck, and between the clouds, a palm print had already hit Bai Feng's chest.

Looking at Bai Feng, whose face was pale but there was no other abnormality, Mo Crow already knew that Bai Feng's situation was similar to his own.

Just a parrot song? Thinking of Fang Cai's voice, Mo Crow's heart became more and more suspicious.

"Sure enough, it's still a killer like this that looks a little more pleasing to the eye." Yang Ming looked at the two of them, Mo Crow and Bai Feng, who had been banned from being full of qi and blood, and his eyes had already turned to the location of the Great General's Mansion.

Now it's time to talk to that General Ji.

Yang Ming groaned, lifted the ink crow and Bai Feng with one hand, and walked towards the Great General's Mansion.