Yang Xiaofeng and Su Xiaoling flew in the clouds with the Beichen sword,

In the midst of the clouds and mountains and mist, Yang Su and the others, who are stepping on the Beichen Sword, are like a pair of fairy couples, which makes people envious.

The sword flies, paying attention to a will to move at will, the human sword is one, as long as the sword owner's mind moves, the sword can be felt.

The sword was originally a dead thing, but under the use of the sword master, it was like a living thing.

But that's just an ordinary sword, some swords have gone through thousands of years, and there are creatures in the sword.

At that time, the sword had a consciousness of its own, was able to fight on its own, and even more, it was wonderful to transform into a human form with the sword.

Yang Xiaofeng's sword flying technique has been practiced very proficiently, and it seems that after experiencing the lesson of the last time, Yang Xiaofeng has worked it.

"It's really much stronger than last time. ”

Su Xiaoling put her arms around Yang Xiaofeng's waist behind him and pressed her face against Yang Xiaofeng's back.

Just like when they were children, Su Xiaoling was a head shorter than Yang Xiaofeng at that time, and if there was anything, Yang Xiaofeng was at the forefront to protect the little junior sister.

Su Xiaoling is a full year younger than Yang Xiaofeng, one is seventeen and one is eighteen.

The two of them are at a fun-loving age.

The two flew on the Beichen Sword for a while, and the Beichen Sword, driven by Yang Xiaofeng, carried the two into the sky.

At this time, the two of them can be regarded as the heavens in the true sense, white clouds surround them, stepping on the Beichen sword, above this cloud, as if walking on the ground.

It's just that the cloud has no substance, Su Xiaoling reached over and wanted to grab it, but he couldn't catch it.

"I can't catch it!"

Yang Xiaofeng glanced at Su Xiaoling behind him, and controlled the Beichen Sword to descend.

Leaving the clouds, the scenery under your feet is unobstructed above, the river valleys and mountains, and the sparse villages, occasionally wafting a wisp of cooking smoke, revealing a little smoke and fireworks.

"It's so beautiful!"

Su Xiaoling, who saw such a scene for the first time, seemed a little excited, standing on top of the Beichen Sword, condescending, with an indescribable feeling.

"Beautiful!"

Yang Xiaofeng controlled the Beichen Sword and continued to descend, and the speed of his flight was much slower.

Not far below them was a village, sparsely built with houses, unlike the usual ones.

But the houses in this village are very dense, as if the whole village is gathered together.

In the middle of the village was the avenue they had set aside in advance, so that even if the troika passed side by side, it would not seem crowded.

On both sides of the avenue are neatly built houses, as if even the eaves are in order, and there is no difference.

But the strange thing is that there is no one around such a village.

Yang Xiaofeng controlled the Beichen Sword to descend downward, and finally landed in the middle of the main road in this village.

The two of them walked down from the Beichen Sword, and the Beichen Sword immediately turned into a streamer of light and returned to Yang Xiaofeng's palm.

Although Yang Xiaofeng's Beichen Sword did not give birth to a sword spirit, it had already been dripping blood to recognize the master, as long as Yang Xiaofeng's mind moved, the Beichen Sword could change at will with his mind.

"Anyone?"

Su Xiaoling shouted on the road.

"Senior sister, be quiet, this village is so quiet, it's quite weird. ”

Yang Xiaofeng's temperament was calmer than Su Xiaoling's, and when he saw that the village was so quiet, he suddenly became suspicious in his heart.

As the saying goes, there must be demons when things go wrong, how can this village be at least a village of 100 people, how can a village that can fit hundreds of people be so quiet.

It's just weird.

Yang Xiaofeng, who was in the middle of the avenue, didn't feel the slightest vitality, and then took Su Xiaoling's hand and walked into a room.

There were two people in the room sitting on chairs, but their eyes had long lost their life, and there was no light that belonged to life.

"This ......"

Su Xiaoling wanted to go over to see the two people, but was pulled by Yang Xiaofeng.

"Don't go over!"

Yang Xiaofeng remained vigilant, but Su Xiaoling didn't pay attention to it, and walked over directly and touched one of them.

And the man's body was like a piece of paper, Su Xiaoling just touched it lightly with his fingers, and he fell to the ground.

"Senior brother, why are their bodies like pieces of paper?"

Su Xiaoling's words made Yang Xiaofeng a little puzzled, he walked over and tapped the body of another person with his finger, but the result was the same as the person just now, just touched it lightly and fell to the ground.

"Huh?"

Yang Xiaofeng gathered his aura on his eyes and glanced back and forth on the bodies of these two people.

This trick is called Tianyantong, and it gathers its aura above the eyes, and no demons and monsters can hide under the eyes of the sky.

"They must have been drained of their essence by the youkai, causing their bodies to become hollow. ”

Yang Xiaofeng received the supernatural power and explained.

"But judging by the way they look, they must have been dead for a long time. ”

The two corpses on the ground didn't know when they cracked, and at the same time emitted a unique stench that belonged to the corpses.

"Senior brother, let's go, I can't stay any longer. ”

Su Xiaoling covered her nose, and from her eyes, she could see how smelly the two corpses were.

"Hmm!"

"This place is unknown, it is useless to stay longer!"

Yang Xiaofeng recited the spell, and the Beichen Sword reappeared, carrying the two out of this lifeless village.

"What kind of monster can make such a large village lifeless. ”

On the way back, Yang Xiaofeng was thinking about this question while controlling the flight of the Beichen Sword.

Ordinary monsters are at most sucking a little human blood, and the cultivation is higher, absorbing people's essence to boost their own cultivation, and being able to absorb one or two at a time is considered to be very high.

But there are hundreds of people in that village, and it can absorb the essence of hundreds of people at a time, how far should that monster's cultivation be?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't dare to think about it anymore, and came back to his senses to control the Beichen Sword to fly upward.

"I hope I'm worried. ”

Yang Xiaofeng thought so in his heart.

"Senior brother, have we forgotten something?"

Su Xiaoling, who was behind him, asked.

"Are you saying that you can't go down the mountain without the master's permission?"

The first thing Yang Xiaofeng thought of was this, because of this, he was not less punished.

The heaviest punishment was the heaviest one, but he stayed in the back mountain for half a month.

"Is there a guest coming today?"

"I remember!"

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly realized and said, "It seems that the people from Yuntian Sect have come to our Spirit Sword Sect today. ”

Yang Xiaofeng immediately thought of the crux of the matter, as a senior disciple, he couldn't be absent to greet the guests.

"Senior sister, hurry up, I'm going to speed up. ”

Yang Xiaofeng's mind moved, and the Beichen Sword accelerated suddenly, and because of inertia, the center of gravity of the two of them was tilted back a lot, but Yang Xiaofeng and Su Xiaoling quickly adjusted.

"Senior brother, can you not be so sudden next time. ”

"Didn't I prepare you?"