In an instant, the hidden minions around him swarmed up, and immediately wanted to tie up the wind and the guards.

"Childe...... Run, I'll stop them!" The guards also have two rounds of cultivation, which can block them for a while.

"No, they will kill you without me!" Feng Wuxian knew very well that this guard was worthless to San Yisheng and them, and if he escaped, his next step would be death.

"Dead is dead!" the guard looked anxious, but before he finished speaking, a figure had already pounced behind him, and directly picked up the rope and threw it at the guard's neck.

"Ahem!"

The rushing servant also seemed to have some strength, and the moment the rope tightened the guard's neck, his face turned red, and his forehead was bruised. If you were an ordinary person, I was afraid that I would be strangled to death in an instant.

Feng Wuzhi was in a hurry, and directly rushed up to pull the guard, tearing the rope between his throat to prevent him from being strangled, but a hand behind him instantly grabbed Feng Wuyi, turned his head to look, and San Yisheng sneered with a calm face: "Do you know? Wen Zhong's army pressed down, and you returned to the ghost side at this time, when I came from Fengqi Cliff, I had already told your father that you were going to usurp the throne, so your father made a move with Wen Zhong...... Even if you don't want to be this ghost king now, it's already too late!"

"You?!" Feng Wuji's eyes widened, "You provoked it?!"

"Hmph, is Wen Zhong planning to wait for you to arrive and make peace with the ghost Fang?" San Yisheng sneered: "It's a pity that you are half a step late, I have already told the king of the ghost fang, Wen Zhong is here to support you as the lord of the ghost fang! ”

Feng Wuxian did not lose his mind under the anger, "Supporting me to be the king, is this a means?I'm afraid that if I really become the king of the ghost side, I will definitely not survive the next day, right?!"

San Yisheng glanced at Feng Wu, "How long can you live?" It depends on how Jiang Xiang entertains you......"

"Hold it up, take it away!" San Yisheng shouted angrily, and the servant rushed up directly and grabbed it towards the wind.

Feng Wuxian only had one round of three-layer cultivation at this time, and he must not be the opponent of these servants, but he didn't intend to be captured like this, and shouted at the guards who had already been crushed to death: "Escape!

The guard struggled and couldn't respond, and he didn't know how to escape and find the Taishi.

But at this moment, the guard only felt a gust of wind stirring in front of him, and the face of the person who was stabbed by the slightest electric current in the wind was numb and painful. The servants around him turned their heads to look, only to see a figure wrapped in thunder wrapped in a black wind, and two huge black wings fluttered in the wind, raising sand and dust that covered the sky.

"Look, there's dust over there!" In the distance, countless pedestrians suddenly noticed the wind and dust blowing up here, and the thunderclouds slowly gathered above him, as if the sky had changed abruptly.

"yes, it's windy. I'm afraid it's going to be a sandstorm...... Hurry up and call everyone home!" An older vendor frowned for a moment, and hurriedly began to clean up his stall, and the surrounding vendors immediately followed suit, looking at the rising thunderclouds and dust. There was a hint of panic in his eyes.

The Shilou guards who were patrolling on the road looked at the thunderclouds and dust, frowned, and said, "It's a good day, why is there sand and dust all of a sudden?"

"Shouldn't it?" said another guard, wrapping his cloak around his body, "go." Go back to the general to see, the sandstorm is together, and many slaves are going to take advantage of the chaos to flee to the south. ”

The wind is not left behind. San Yisheng was swept by the strong wind, hurriedly covered his face and sleeves, was pressed to the wall by this momentum, and stood unsteady and did not dare to move.

He looked through the cracks in his clothes, at this time, the wind was covered with black feathers, slightly suspended from the ground, a pair of thunder-eyed sword eyebrows looked down with great majesty, and the thunder and lightning with the thickness of a thin snake swam around him, making a sizzling sound.

How can there be a half-point appearance that has just been kneaded by yourself!

San Yisheng's eyes were slightly flustered, he could clearly perceive that Feng Wuzhi's cultivation aura at this time was definitely above the three wheels, and his own servants would never be able to take him. And he didn't have any cultivation, just in the storm of Feng Wu, he already felt difficult to breathe, let alone catch Feng Wu.

He didn't expect at all that a fledgling kid in the Jinao Academy Palace could have such a method?

Feng Wuji's indifferent eyes swept towards the servants who were guarding the guards, and his left hand flicked his fingers, and several black feathers dragged the thunder and lightning blue light and shot towards them.

Seeing this, the servants blocked one after another, hiding and hiding, and the formation that was originally escorting the guards was instantly dispersed by the wind exhaustion.

The guard was also stunned, he looked at the appearance of Feng Wuji at this time, and stammered speechless.

"Let's go, go to Wen Taishi, he can protect your safety!" After Feng Wuzhi finished speaking, the sweeper rolled up a gust of wind, and directly blew the guards into the air and sent them to the roof in the distance.

In the same way, this hand also rolled up to look at the sand and dust, and the thunderclouds in the sky that gathered because of the transformation of the wind were also surging with thunder, rumbling and roaring within a hundred miles!

In the prison, the general was rubbing the golden feather given by San Yisheng, secretly proud, and suddenly heard the thunder outside, and the sky was much darker.

"What's going on?" the general put away the golden feather, raised his blade and glanced out the window.

Someone in the cell not far away shouted, "My lord, it's going to be a sandstorm!

"Yes, my lord, we will be buried in the sand here!" Many people in the cell were lying by the window and looking out, the streets outside were empty and there were not many people, and the wind was blowing in the dust one after another, although it was not big for the time being, but everyone was raised in the wilderness and knew what a sandstorm meant.

"My lord!" At this time, the patrolling soldiers came in and reported to the general, "The slave market in the north of the city has taken advantage of the wind and sand to stir up again, and a large group of slaves have already escaped!"

The general's face sank, "Take people and search the streets, but if there are escaped slaves, bring them back and imprison them!"

"Yes!" After the soldier finished speaking, he hurriedly led people out, and the general glanced at the center of the thundercloud, which seemed to be above Shilou City, but under the thundercloud, a rather strange aura came out, making his face change slightly.

"Someone!"

"In!"

"Open the cellar, prepare the wine and delicacies, send someone to the slave market to bring back some beautiful girls, and I will entertain your guests!" the general quickly ordered.

"My lord, the weather is so bad, and the slave market is in such a mess, I'm afraid I can't find a suitable girl. "The soldiers were very embarrassed.

"If you want to go, you will go, and if you can't find it, you will fight for me!" the general rebuked angrily, and went out with his blade in hand, and walked towards the street below the thunderclouds in the wind.

At this time, Feng Wuxian sent the guards away, and San Yisheng's men did not dare to chase them, and they hid in the corners for fear that Feng Wuxian would attack again.

Feng Wuyi knew that he would be blind for a long time after his transformation, so he didn't plan to do anything with San Yisheng's gang, but directly spread his wings, flew up to the height of the house, and discerned the direction, and flew in the direction he came from the south.

The northwest is to find the direction of Wen Zhong, all of which are the Gobi Desert, and being exposed to such an environment when he is blind is tantamount to asking for his own death, as long as San Yisheng looks for it a little, he will have to be caught back.

And there are still some mountain villages in the south, so it would be better to find a place to hide as much as possible and survive the time of blindness.

San Yisheng watched the wind fly away in a hurry in the dust, and immediately waved his hand at the servants, motioning for everyone to follow.

In the distance, as soon as General Shiloucheng looked up, he just saw a black shadow flying up below the thunderclouds, and a pair of huge black wings were flapping and agitating, shaking and powerful in the wind.

"Blackwing......" The general froze in place, and he didn't feel any pain when the sand and stone blew on his face, "The black wings of the Yuren royal family! It's from the royal court! Sure enough, a distinguished guest is here!"

Similarly, the residents of Shilou City, who were hiding in the shadows from the wind and sand, were not a few who recognized this pair of black wings.

"Look at the sky! Blackwinged Feathered Man! It's a royal family!" a man poked his head out to look at the sky and shouted in the wind-howling street, his voice quickly drowned out by the wind. The people in the opposite building who heard the shouting looked out through the gap, and could only vaguely see a pair of black wings hidden in the sand and dust in the sky, leaving only a faint thunder light.

"The black-winged man in the sky...... It's the royal family!" Many people in the prison cell also saw this scene, and some people frowned and whispered: "How could the royal family of the ghost side come to this small city?"

"Look at the body shape of the black wing, it is still underage, this feather person should not be very old...... someone is quite experienced: "I saw an adult feather man royal family back then, and the wings are as long as two streets!"

Hearing this, some people speculated, "Could it be the young man who was just imprisoned in this cell? He can say that he is the prince of the ghost side! And I don't think that kid is dressed like an ordinary person......

"The prince of the ghost side, mixed up with the spies of the big merchants?"

"Who knows, maybe the ghost side will be destroyed by the big merchants this time......"

The whispers of everyone in the wind and sand became smaller and smaller, and the sandstorm became louder and louder, even if the wind had already flown away from the range of Shilou City, the power of this sandstorm had not diminished in the slightest. The changes in the celestial phenomena triggered by his power did not dissipate so lightly......

San Yisheng didn't accept the result of Feng Wuzhi flying away so lightly, and he, along with many servants, hurried through the streets of Shilou City, far below Feng Wuji. In the dust, the figure of the wind gradually flew high, almost disappearing into the dust.

"Hurry up, don't lose it!" San Yisheng secretly gritted his teeth and patted the bow and arrow on the servant's body, "When you get to no one, shoot him down for me!"

"If you provoke him, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, that kid will be above the three rounds after his transformation!" the servant frowned and said, "We are not opponents combined......"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of?!" San Yisheng said coldly: "He was able to make a move just now but fled in a hurry, which means that his strength is not enough to support his transformation for a long time......!