Yan Changyi took Su Xing and the three of them to the Feizhoudu, and soon a Feizhoudu disciple came to pay a salute, which was the treatment of the disciples in the territory of Zhuji.

Even if he was just an ordinary flying boat crossing miscellaneous disciple, Yan Changyi still did not have the slightest attitude of condescension.

took the three of them off the flying boat and said slightly:

"The mission of the Ape Wood Forest has changed, one of the disciples, Ban Yuntao, died, I happened to chase the demon here, and brought a few disciples back, please let me know."

The miscellaneous disciple's face changed, and he said yes respectfully, and soon went to report it, and disappeared into the distance.

Su Xing and the three of them all thanked him. After all, normally speaking, if a fellow disciple dies during the mission, the sect will conduct a relatively strict review of the mission process, and in between, the inquiry and supervision of the remaining disciples will be more intense.

With the well-known "Gentleman's Sword" Yan Changyi as a guarantor, the three of them may be much easier.

After a while, the miscellaneous disciples came to report and led the three of them to a courtyard and asked them to wait for a while.

"When Ban Yuntao died, it was almost the same as the time when the strange fluctuation disappeared, and you were all by my side at that time, so I can guarantee you." Yan Changyi stood in the courtyard in a robe, like an arrogant and independent jade bamboo:

"This matter must not take long, and after the merit list receives the news, I still have something to do, so I will separate."

Su Xing's heart moved, after this trip, he was already a little familiar with Yan Changyi, and the main party seemed to appreciate him more, so he asked out loud:

"I don't know where Senior Brother Yan is going?"

His brows were dyed with a hint of gloomy, and Yan Changyi said:

"Take a trip back to Shibao Village. When I left, He Qing and the others had just found two other true sons, I don't know ...... How is it now. ”

Based on the comparison of the strength of Yan Changyi and 'He', it can be seen that although the Xuankui Sect has strange methods, it is still much worse than the elite inner door foundation building disciples of the Ziyu Sect.

It stands to reason that the battle of Shibao Village should be nine out of ten, but Yan Changyi still wanted to go back and take a look at it at this time, and it seemed that he was worried.

Thinking of the words of 'He' before he died, Su Xing also had some conjectures in his heart.

However, the strange thing is that after waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, no one from the merit list has come to verify the task. Moreover, the occasional escape from the sky by flying boat to the sky is gone.

Yan Changyi frowned slightly, threw out a token engraved with his name from his sleeve, handed it to Su Xing, and said:

"I have something to do, so I won't wait. You will hold this token later, and explain this matter to the monk of the meritorious list, and I can guarantee it. ”

Su Xing and the three of them nodded and thanked again.

Yan Changyi instantly turned into a green light and flew towards the sky.

In the next second, something happened suddenly.

While!

Yan Changyi didn't fly far away, as if he had hit a transparent wall, and he couldn't get in!

While! While! While!

The sky seemed to be false, like a transparent shroud enveloping it. The emerald light slammed against the invisible wall with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, the emerald green light fell to the ground, and Yan Changyi walked out of it, his face was slightly serious:

"Which senior wants to stay here, please show up!"

There was no response in the air.

"That being the case, don't blame the juniors for being disrespectful, and eat my green bamboo sword."

As soon as the words fell, a cold snort came:

"Yan Changyi, aren't you going to betray the sect?"

Yan Changyi was neither humble nor arrogant: "My predecessors trapped me here for no reason, and I didn't show my true body and said this, do you really think that I Yan Changyi doesn't have the slightest temperament?" ”

After that, a green bamboo sprouted from the ground, and soon turned into a three-foot-long thin bamboo and fell into Yan Changyi's hands.

He glanced at Su Xing and said, "Look, this is the killing style of Xiao Yan's swordsmanship." ”

Different from the simple and unpretentious sword when he killed the 'river' before, this sword danced gently in front of Su Xing, from slow to fast, like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

"Xiaoyan swordsmanship is created by the legendary King Yu, and a thousand people use this swordsmanship, and there are a thousand kinds of Xiaoyan swordsmanship. This sword is to me, and it is called ......"

The gorgeous sword slashed towards the sky with a majestic momentum, obviously extremely fast, but it gave people a sense of slowness and heaviness.

"Boom!"

The false sky in front of him was cut in two like paper, and there was a faint crunch, and then pieces shattered like glass, flew in the air like snowflakes, and gradually disappeared.

Revealing the normal sky outside, an old man in a purple robe not far away stared at Yan Changyi with an extremely ugly face at this time.

A middle-aged monk behind him looked terrified and muttered:

"The elder's forbidden bowl was ...... Shattered by a sword. ”

And after Yan Changyi slashed out this sword, he turned his back to the elder, faced Su Xing, and gently read out the unfinished words:

"Named ....... Gentleman! ”

Su Xing's heart was shocked, and if he had a feeling, he cherished his hand and said:

"Senior Brother Xie for teaching the Fa!"

The two of them, a well-known foundation building monk and a little-known little spirit planter, were in the gloomy eyes of the elders, under the shocked looks of many monks, and in the flashing eyes of the second daughter.

One person preaches the Fa, one person cultivates, and there is no distraction, as if entering a no-man's land.

Yan Changyi nodded, then turned to look at the few people with gloomy faces, and said indifferently:

"Elder Li? I don't know why the forbidden bowl secretly traps us here? As far as I know, your law enforcement hall generally only treats prisoners with this use. If you don't make it clear, Chang Yi will ask you for the sword! ”

Elder Li's face was gloomy, as if he was about to get angry, but after glancing at the bamboo sword in Yan Changyi's hand, he still said in a non-yin and non-yang manner:

"I was ordered by the master of the Law Enforcement Hall to take you back to the hall to supervise, you dare to disobey the order!?"

However, in fact, what he didn't say was that the master of the Sima Hall only asked him to bring Yan Changyi back to the Law Enforcement Hall in the name of consultation.

However, he was good at asserting and treating Yan Changyi as a potential prisoner.

In his opinion, he is an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, with a high position and authority, and it takes so many doors to build a foundation.

It's just that I didn't expect that this Yan Changyi has a hard personality and is so strong. He couldn't pull his face down in his heart, but as an elder, how could he be as knowledgeable as a disciple!

However, if the other party clearly disobeys the order of the Law Enforcement Hall, it is a clear betrayal of the sect, and the nature will be different at that time.

However, Yan Changyi frowned slightly and said:

"According to the rules of the sect, when the Law Enforcement Hall captures the disciples above the foundation building, they must give the reason and prove the law enforcement hall decree, otherwise the disciples can not accept it!"

Elder Li originally wanted to take down the other party directly, how could there be any decree, but the momentum could not fall. Seeing that the surroundings had already been cleared, only the people from his own law enforcement hall, as well as Yan Changyi and his accomplices, said gloomily:

"In the battle of Shibao Village, the four inner disciples were either dead or injured, why are you standing here intact!? If you don't rush to the law, you will be dealt with by the Law Enforcement Hall! Could it be that you have really betrayed your sect!? ”

Hearing this, Yan Changyi, who had always been indifferent, staggered a step, as a sword cultivator, the thin bamboo sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap" at this time.