readx;

Chapter 243: Zixiao Sword Sect (Middle)

Yang Yifeng lifted the ban on the young man, handed the sword back to him, and said: "Young man, people's hearts are sinister, you are still too tender, hehe~~~ If I want to covet this sword, I am afraid you will be helpless~!"

The young man took the sword, looked at Yang Yifeng with clear eyes and said, "I believe in my intuition, and my intuition tells me that you are different from them!"

"Hahaha~~~~" Yang Yifeng laughed happily and said, "Interesting, interesting!" added a sentence in his heart, it is indeed different, they are Tao, and I am a demon!

After Yang Yifeng had laughed enough, he ignored the few Taoist priests with blue faces on the opposite side, beckoned and said, "Okay, let's go, that's all for today, I'm in a good mood, let you go." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't hear that Yang Yifeng's tone was a little wrong, but said hesitantly: "I hope the seniors will forgive me, this son is a traitor to the sect, and the juniors must take him back to the sect to ask for guilt." ”

Yang Yifeng's face turned grim, and he snorted coldly: "Is it impossible to be a fool in this seat? A kid in the early stage of Jindan, can he steal the secret treasure of the sect so easily? It's really ridiculous! Give you three seconds, and disappear in front of this seat immediately!"

The faces of the four people of the Zixiao Sword Sect turned even more pale, and when the middle-aged people were in trouble, dozens of figures flew in the distance. After a while, it flew closer.

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the visitor, he was overjoyed and greeted him: "Welcome to the Sect Leader!"

An old man with white hair and a long beard, stepping on a thick flying sword, nodded with a whisk of dust in his hand, and said, "Don't be polite, you did a good job." ”

"Thank you for teaching the Grand Master!" The middle-aged Taoist priest stepped aside happily when he heard this, and looked at Yang Yifeng playfully.

Yang Yifeng looks like a person, and he is a person with good mana. The cultivation has reached the level of the early stage of the Tribulation. Among the dozens of people who followed, there were seven or eight cultivators in the merger period, and the others were all at the level of the distraction period, oh, by the way, I forgot that there was still a scattered immortal in secret!

The corners of Yang Yifeng's mouth curved, it seems that the strength of this Zixiao Sword Sect is not weak! It seems that the temptation of this magic weapon flying sword is really great~~~ Hehe.....

"Poor Dao Mo Yuzi, added to the Zixiao Sword Sect, the position of the head of the sect, the head of the Daoist!" The white-haired and long-bearded old man couldn't help but be a little surprised when he found that he couldn't see through Yang Yifeng's cultivation, I'm afraid there shouldn't be many people who cultivated above him in the cultivation realm? Since the fall of the Heavenly Sword, the Five Elements, and the Three Sect Masters of Chiyang, even if his own strength is not as good as the top ten, it is not much worse.

Yang Yifeng nodded and said, "Oh." It turned out to be Mo Yuzi in charge. He replied without being salty.

"I don't know what the name of Youxian is, where is the immortal mountain?" Mo Yuzi inquired about Yang Yifeng's origin levelly.

Yang Yifeng obviously didn't want to shake off this ink jade, and said lightly: "The cuttlefish (jade) is in charge, and if you have something to say, just say it." You don't have to beat around the bush and chirp crookedly. ”

Mo Yuzi didn't get angry in the slightest, and still said with a smile on his face: "Listen to what the disciples said, this son is a disciple of my Zixiao Sword Sect, and I have to ask my fellow Daoists to return it to your sect disciple." "This is really high, first of all, I will occupy the reason, that young man is a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, you Yang Yifeng is not good at taking possession, right?

It's just that Yang Yifeng is really so domineering. Yang Yifeng glanced at the young man beside him who was trembling, then raised his eyes and glanced at the cuttlefish opposite, and said lazily: "This seat didn't stop him, his legs are long on him, you ask him to go~!"

Mo Yuzi still smiled and said to the young man kindly: "Young man, what is your name?, follow Master Zeng back to the sect, what grievances are there." There is Zeng Tai Zu to call the shots for you", giving people an amiable sense of trust. It makes people feel very warm.

The young man turned his head and glanced at Yang Yifeng, and saw that Yang Yifeng still had a lazy and indifferent expression. Obviously, he made his own decision casually, and then looked at Mo Yuzi's kind appearance. Crisp said: "Back to the words of Master Zengtai, the disciple's name is Yunfei. ”

"Yunfei, good name, hehe~~ Let's go, let's go back to the sect together, shall we?" Mo Yuzi said with a smile on his face.

"Returning to the ancestor of Zengtai, it is too troublesome to return to the sect, just say it here. "Yun Fei is not stupid, compared to a strange, amiable-looking old guy, it is better to believe Yang Yifeng. Just looking at the old guy who treated Yang Yifeng with the courtesy of his peers just now, you can also guess that this senior next to him must be a senior master in the cultivation realm!

As soon as this sword was taken out, except for Yang Yifeng and Yun Fei, including the scattered immortal hidden on the side, they were all stunned, and the greed in Mo Yuzi's eyes flashed, but it did not escape Yang Yifeng's eyes, Yang Yifeng sneered in his heart, and sighed secretly: There is a play!

As expected, Mo Yuzi interrupted with a fierce voice: "Damn boy, how can the sword of the sect be in your hands? Qiu Senzi, a good apprentice of your teaching, the old man will return to the sect and pursue your responsibilities!" Then he turned his head to Yun Fei and said: "Hmph! Little bad animal, the old man admires you so much, you dare to steal the secret treasure of the sect without permission, it is really an unforgivable sin, as long as you hand over the sword, the old man can be the master and take it lightly!"

Yun Fei held the sword and stayed there in a daze, and there was no reaction for a long time, until Mo Yuzi finished his "impassioned" statement, he woke up, and pointed at Mo Yuzi and a group of people from the Zixiao Sword Sect with his left hand, and he didn't say a word for a long time, and his whole body trembled with anger.

Mo Yuzi didn't have a chance to argue with Yun Fei, and shouted: "Bad animal, why don't you hand over the secret treasure now and go back with this sect to confess the guilt, when will you wait?"

"Papapapa~~~" A burst of fierce applause came, interrupting Mo Yuzi's imminent action, "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful~~!hahaha~~~~~" Yang Yifeng laughed.

Mo Yuzi's face was not red and he was out of breath and said: "Let the Taoist friends see the joke, the sect is ashamed, shame~~"

Yang Yifeng shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands, took a step forward, faintly protected Yun Fei behind him, and said indifferently: "The shame of your sect has nothing to do with this seat, this seat is not interested, and now this seat is leaving, take your leave!"

A look of joy flashed in the corner of Mo Yuzi's eyes, and he politely saw him off: "Fellow Daoists, go slowly, if you have time, invite guests to Zixia Mountain, and the poor road will be swept away to greet you." ”

Yang Yifeng turned around, gently pulled Yun Fei, and asked, "This seat is leaving, are you going with them, or are you leaving with this seat?"

Yun Fei was stunned for a moment, nodded immediately, and said fiercely: "Senior, junior, let's leave with you, go back with these hypocrites, is there still a life for juniors?" sarcastically mocked Mo Yuzi and a group of people without giving any face.

"Then let's go~~" Yang Yifeng smiled lightly, obviously used to it, and said indifferently. After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave with Yunfei.

Before Mo Yuzi and his party could react, the middle-aged Taoist priest, that is, Yunfei's former master Qiu Senzi, was the first to react, and opened his mouth to stop: "Slow, you can go, leave that stinky boy!"

Yang Yifeng was unhappy, someone actually dared to block his way? frowned and turned around, before he could speak, Mo Yuzi first barked at the vicious dog: "What do you mean by this? Could it be that Daoyou has a grudge against my Zixiao Sword Sect? Or do you want to covet the secret treasure of this sect?"

Yang Yifeng sneered and snorted: "Is it really true that Lao Tzu is a fool? Lao Tzu still has to take this kid away today? Do you still have an opinion, an old boy? A rookie in the early stage of Jindan, can he steal this fairy sword? Can he refine this fairy sword? It is clear that the fairy sword recognizes its own master, which is really funny!" Then his voice turned around, and he said coldly: "Dare to shout at this seat, damn it!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and when they saw it clearly, that Qiu Senzi was being held in mid-air by Yang Yifeng, struggling desperately, with a frightened face!

Yang Yifeng ignored everyone's surprised appearance, and said to Yun Fei: "Boy, you don't want to go back to the Zixiao Sword Sect, do you?"

Yun Fei nodded heavily and said, "Such an unreasonable, hypocritical and greedy sect, Lao Tzu is not uncommon!"

Mo Yuzi's face turned red with anger, he blew his beard and glared at Yun Fei, and he didn't say a word for a long time, it seemed that he was so angry that he couldn't speak, in fact, it was more about the terrifying strength of Yang Yifeng, even he didn't see the action clearly just now, and even his divine sense couldn't catch Yang Yifeng's figure, it is conceivable that if Yang Yifeng wanted to kill him just now, it would be effortless with just one move!

"Kill him, and you will be free in the future, and from now on you can let the birds fly in the sky, and the fish can swim in the vast sea!" Yang Yifeng handed over Qiu Senzi, who was struggling in his hand.

Yunfei hesitated, stumbling. Yang Yifeng saw it and sighed secretly, this little guy didn't know the cruelty and ruthlessness of the cultivation realm at all, if he wanted to survive, he had to be ruthless enough! As the saying goes, to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself! To be cruel to the enemy, we must be ruthless enough to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!