Feng Wu, a legendary name.

She is the descendant of the Great Brahma, the descendant of Fengjian Village, the servant of the martial arts myth, and the only arrow god who has learned the Nine Heavens Brahma Arrow!

But she was already dead, and she was buried in Lingyun Cave after her death, and she was buried namelessly. She said that this is the closest place to the Great Brahma, and there are her two older brothers, and her parents, who can accompany them.

In fact, what she wants to get close to the most is Nameless.

After hundreds of years, another Feng Wu came, came to Lingyun Cave, she wanted to retrieve the body left by her ancestors, and send her to Feng Jian Village! No matter whether it existed or not, she had to find it, because she was Feng Wu!

She didn't want to be disturbed, she didn't want to be disturbed by the descendants of those people about the remains of her ancestors. The filthy souls of those people will make the ancestors feel angry and humiliated, so get rid of them!

The only thing she could do was to tie the three of them together, either kill all those bedbugs for her, or don't even enter the Lingyun Cave!

She knew very well what she wanted, and she also knew very well what Broken Butian and Nie Mad wanted!

Nie Feng followed Bu Jingyun and threw the Snow Drinking Madness Sword, the Fire Lin Sword, and the peerless sword into the Lingyun Cave before he broke through the void and ascended. In his words, if you don't have this strength, don't have such a divine weapon! The descendants of the Nie family, the descendants of the Bu family, and the descendants of the Broken family, if you have the strength, go in and get it yourself!

Feng Wu is actually very strange, why was the Huolin Sword of the Broken Family also thrown into the Lingyun Cave by Nie Feng, because the Broken Waves were the great enemy of Fengyun back then!

Yes, it's a very strange thing. Why is Nie Feng so concerned about the broken family?

Except for the three of them, outsiders really don't know. Nie Feng's relationship with Broken Waves is very good. Even Nie Feng once knelt down for Xiongba to intercede for Broken Waves, even when he worshiped Xiongba as a teacher, he never knelt down, just because of the love between the two!

Broken Lang's father is the head of the Nanlin Sword, and Nie Feng's father is the North Drinking Crazy Sword!

And the swords and swords in their hands were also obtained by going down to Lingyun Cave in person. And at that time, they had the strength to hold the sword in their hands!

If future generations can't keep it, then don't have it!

And at this moment, Nie Mad and Broken Butian came! They were confident that they could afford to hold the sword in the cave!

Feng Wu was still silent, only the rampant laughter of Broken Butian echoed.

"Turtle son drop, his tone is so rampant, aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue? Lao Tzu Qingcheng sent Yu Guanhai to try that you have a lot of catties. Another person flashed out, walking quickly, waving the long sword in his hand, stabbing at the broken step with a snow-white light.

"Yu Guanhai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, is just a short man. However, do you also use a sword? That old man will play with you!" Broken Butian's eyes lit up, and he didn't see how he moved, and the long sword with the sheath in his hand was not pulled out and hit directly. It was like swinging a stick, and he picked the long sword in Yu Guanhai's hand at once.

"Ah, turtle son, Lao Tzu wants you to die!" Yu Guanhai was furious, the long sword in his hand danced again, the sword light flashed, bringing out a piece of silver light, and dozens of sword shadows pierced the broken step sky.

Yu Guanhai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, is very strong. But as Broken Butian said, he is a short man. His height is less than 1.5 meters, which is not even comparable to most women, and standing in front of the broken step of about 1.8 meters, it is even more different. And what he hates most in his life is that someone calls him short. I don't know if Lu Dao is because of his mentality, most of his Qingcheng sect disciples are not tall, and the average height is less than one meter six.

There were also people on the rivers and lakes who said that the Qingcheng faction is now a dwarf kingdom, but they only dare to say this behind their backs, otherwise if they are heard by the people of the Qingcheng faction, there will definitely be an incident of chasing and killing for thousands of miles. But today, someone actually said that he was short in front of Yu Guanhai, how could he not be angry?

Broken Butian's face also became a little dignified, although Yu Guanhai was short, but his kung fu was not low, and he had to concentrate on dealing with it. However, the sword in his hand was still locked in its scabbard.

Back and forth, but in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves have passed. Only then did Yu Guanhai realize that the strength of the person in front of him was so strong that his sword could no longer score a single point.

"Speed, hurry up!" Nie Mad said impatiently, looking up at the fire unicorn above, the guy seemed to be about to turn his head back to the cave, no wonder he was in a hurry to speak.

"Okay, then I won't play with you!"

Broken Butian let out a long roar, the long sword in his hand was finally pulled out, a sword light flashed, Yu Guanhai found that he couldn't stop it, his body retreated sharply, but he still didn't avoid it, and he cut a scar on his chest, more than a foot long, if it was a little deeper, it would be enough to disembowel him.

Yu Guanhai clicked on his body a few times to stop the bleeding. Just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly felt a terrifying sense of crisis behind him suddenly erupt, and the cold hair of the whole person was about to stand up. Unable to say it, he rolled on the spot, and an iron plate bridge was used, trying to flash this inexplicable crisis.

"Be careful!"

The shouts of the disciples behind also came at this time, but it was obviously too late. A black iron arrow pinned his arm to the ground. The long sword slipped down, and his mind was blank as he looked at the arrow nailed to his hand, the shape was very ordinary, but there was a pattern in the part inserted into the soil, it should be a phoenix, right?

Suddenly, he howled: "Hey, turtle son drop, which one puts a cold arrow behind his back?"

"Be careful with your mouth, it's better not to mess with me. Otherwise, the next arrow will not be your hand, but your head!" Feng Wu's cold and hard voice sounded, and the giant bow in his hand was raised, pointing at Yu Guanhai again.

"You guys, get out of the old lady!"

Feng Wu's gaze swept around again, after all, it was a woman's heart, and she couldn't bear to be ruthless. Perhaps, I don't want to cause trouble for Fengjian Village!

"Amitabha, the ants are still stealing life, why can't the donor let people go? This treasure of Lingyun Cave belongs to everyone, and the virtuous should use it. How can you coerce by force?"

A monk with hair on his head accosted him. The red robe on his body is windless, and he looks kind, but the light in his eyes is warning others that he is not a good person either! Beside him, there are also three monks dressed like this.

Feng Wu raised her eyebrows and rebuked angrily: "How can the Great Snow Mountain do your best to do your shamelessness? A good monk should sit at home and meditate and recite scriptures, and come out to cause trouble in plain water, and he is not afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

"Amitabha, the little monk just wants to calm down the abnormal martial arts turmoil, so as not to be ruthless again, and the Buddha will not blame the little monk. But the donor, the heart of killing is too heavy, so you are not afraid of falling into reincarnation in the future and suffering from that hell?"

Feng Wu sneered: "When did I kill someone? Open your eyes and tell nonsense, that's what you monks can do! All of them are a group of people who deceive their names and steal the world, claiming to be cultivators!"