Feihemen is located more than 300 miles north of Feihe City, and other sects are not quite different from other sects in that the sect of Feihemen is not selected to be a high mountain and highland, but a gentle low-lying terrain, but it is said that here is a treasure of feng shui, gathering the three wonders of heaven, earth and man, but I don't know if it is true or fooling people, this hundred years of hard work has not seen how Feihemen is carried forward, but it has done a lot of things to bully men and women. At this time, he hooked up with a group of guys of unknown origin, planning how to go south and swallow the smoke and rain.

"King Jiudu, the old guy in Yanyu Villa doesn't know what to do, I kindly went to him to submit to the King of the Law and conspired with him, but the guy drove me out directly without asking the reason, which has to ask the King to take action in person to be deterred. ”

At this time, in the main hall of Feihe Gate, the Feihe Ancestor wearing embroidered Feihe was talking to a thin black-robed middle-aged man, and he looked indignant when he spoke. Feihe, who is an old enemy of Yanyu, naturally can't say anything good about Yanyu.

This black-robed middle-aged man has eagle eyes and hooked nose, his face is full of haze, three locks of long beard are mixed with black and white, and he is wearing a black robe and black cloak, just like those Heavenly Witch cultists.

With his hands behind his back, the black-robed man of the Nine Capital Dharma King paced lightly in the main hall.

After a moment of silence, the Nine Capital Dharma King said coldly: "Since he doesn't agree, then the old man will personally handle this matter." ”

Feihe Ancestor was overjoyed, and hurriedly complimented: "With the Nine Capital Dharma King making a move, the time for the smoke and rain will inevitably die." ”

Ignoring the compliment of the Flying Crane Ancestor, the King of the Nine Capitals clapped his hands gently, and immediately two of his subordinates who were also dressed in black and cloaked walked in, bowing their heads and standing in front of the King of the Nine Capitals, with respectful demeanors.

"Go, there will be no reason for the Smoke and Rain Villa to exist, remember to leave the whole corpse. ”

Giving orders, this is a rare art for the power-hungry King of the Nine Capitals, he has been deeply immersed in it, and the revival of the Divine Cult is really a rare opportunity for him.

Jiudu, who is already the Guardian Dharma King, feels that his future is smooth and bright.

Commanding his subordinates, the King of Jiudu ignored the Flying Crane Ancestor, walked lightly to the square table and sat down, picked up the tea on the table, and tasted it carefully.

Since Feihemen joined forces with the mysterious Jiudu Dharma King, although Feihe Ancestor had no choice but to look at other people's faces and talk and do things, it has brought great benefits to Feihemen, and has successively annexed many sects with the same strength or even stronger than Feihemen, so that Feihemen has rapidly expanded and grown.

Seeing that Jiudu began to taste tea again, Feihe Ancestor walked out of the hall with great interest.

Outside the hall, as soon as the Feihe Ancestor looked up, he caught a glimpse of his bored son.

Seeing this son who had always made him very proud, Feihe Ancestor's face at this time showed extreme helplessness.

The father and son have always been very harmonious, but only on the matter of accepting the King of Jiudu, Zhuang Xiaosheng has completely different opinions from his father.

Zhuang Xiaosheng has been bored these days, and he is even lazy to practice and comprehend, and when he saw the Feihe Ancestor coming out, he immediately took a few steps forward and said eagerly: "Father, the Feihe Gate disaster is not long in coming, why are you so obsessed?"

"Silence. ”

Feihe Ancestor stretched out a finger and motioned not to continue.

"Father has other opinions on this matter, so don't worry about it anymore, and studying your exercises well is the right way. ”

After saying that, Feihe Ancestor glanced at his son meaningfully and walked away.

Zhuang Xiaosheng raised his head and glanced at the center of the Feihe Gate, the current Feihe Gate was no longer what he was familiar with before, and the black robes and black cloaks that could be seen everywhere made him feel very dazzling for no reason, and he simply walked out quickly after watching it for a while.

Before Zhuang Xiaosheng walked out of the Feihe Gate, he saw a sharp red edge from a distance, and rushed to the front of the gate in an instant, the light converged, it was a flying sword, and two people were standing on the flying sword.

Seeing the person coming, Zhuang Xiaosheng's face instantly became gloomy, but as the young head of Feihemen, he couldn't just leave at this time.

After explaining a few words to the disciples around him, Zhuang Xiaosheng walked out of the gate calmly, and said to Ming Qidao, who had already jumped off the flying sword and walked over, with an expressionless face: "I don't know if Your Excellency is coming, what are you doing?"

Zhuang Xiaosheng had seen this person Ming Qi, and he was a little surprised by the heart of this young man's head of the city.

"It's hard to say whether it's expensive or not, but I have some things to do here, but you Feihemen are ignorant and ignorant when the disaster happens, but you don't know what Feihe Ancestor has lived to be a lot of years. ”

Ming Qi clearly remembered the incident when Feihe Ancestor and Yanyu Du Qingfeng joined forces to besiege him, and he did not hesitate to say it at this time.

Zhuang Xiaosheng's face was gloomy, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he didn't know what the person in front of him was referring to, but Zhuang Xiaosheng, who was proficient in the city government, did not immediately become angry, but said in a deep voice: "I don't know what Your Excellency is referring to when the catastrophe is headed?"

Ming Qi smiled brightly and said, "Even if you tell you, it's okay, you guys do some stupid things to seek the skin of the tiger, isn't this self-inflicted trouble?"

Zhuang Xiaosheng lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Your Excellency knows the origin of those people?"

Ming Qi didn't say all the words, anyway, this Feihemen doesn't have to exist after today, and talking more is equivalent to wasting his tongue.

Zhuang Xiaosheng was shocked in his heart, but found that the other party did not mean to continue, so he had no choice but to pay attention to the ninth sister who was standing beside Ming Qi.

"You're from the Three-Ring Sect!"

Zhuang Xiaosheng's eyesight is not bad, and he can recognize the clothes of the Sanhuan Sect at a glance.

It seemed that it was only at this time that he remembered that the demise of the Three Rings Sect was caused by his Feihemen.

The ninth sister's face was cold, and she said coldly: "You also say that the Three Rings Sect is going to wash away the grievances of those hundreds of dead souls today!"

As she spoke, the girl who was already angry was about to make a move, but was stopped by Ming Qi.

"There's no hurry. ”

Seeing the large number of Feihe Sect disciples and Heavenly Witch Sect disciples coming out from within, Ming Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the Feihe Ancestor in the crowd and the black-robed Jiudu Dharma King who was walking side by side with the Feihe Ancestor.

"Little doll, it's you!"

As soon as he saw Ming Qi, the face of the ancestor of Feihe turned green, and he watched people eat the baby, this is not a good memory, especially the sentence that he will step on the Feihe Gate one day, and the chicken and dog will not stay, so that this ancestor has always been in his throat.

"Hmph, it's just a kid, Ancestor, you're too nervous. ”

Before the Flying Crane Ancestor became angry, the sneering voice of the Nine Capital Dharma King on the side rang out.

In the face of the ridicule of the Nine Capital Dharma King, the Feihe Ancestor turned a deaf ear, just staring at Ming Qi with his eyes hooked, gritting his teeth.

Suddenly, the Feihe Ancestor, the master of this sect, became worthless in the eyes of Ming Qi.

Dingli is not even as good as his own son, and he deserves to be played with.

"Kill him!"

Feihe Ancestor commanded Jiudu and his people, but the disciples of Feihemen still respected this ancestor very much, and at the sound of an order, a large group of Feihemen disciples swarmed up and besieged Ming Qi and Jiumei.

Zhuang Xiaosheng had already retreated, but he didn't stand with the Flying Crane Ancestor and the Nine Capital Dharma King he hated so much, but just stood alone.

Ming Qi let out a long roar, and laughed while retreating with the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand: "Feihe, today I will fulfill the promise of that day, so that you will not stay in Feihemen!"

The boundless murderous aura swelled instantly, and Ming Qi, who was hunting in robes, was like a killing god descending into the world, and the next moment he would be stained with blood for thousands of miles.

Fluffy!

The retreating body suddenly collided with the two Feihe Sect disciples, and the latter was quickly knocked into the air, spurting out a large amount of blood in the air, and before his body could fall to the ground, he was already out of life.

"What a ruthless boy!"

The eyes of the King of the Nine Capitals were cold, and the kid who didn't pay attention to it at all seemed to have some means.

The blood stained the earth, which opened the prelude to Ming Qiyi and one sword stepping on the mountain gate.

A group of Feihemen disciples approached tremblingly, and the hands holding the weapons couldn't help but start to tremble, a bland collision can directly knock people to death, this is no longer an existence that these junior disciples can shake, but the ancestor has a life in front, and at this time, even if he dies, he can't retreat.

Ming Qi held the sword in one hand, and he didn't even deliberately do anything, and between the swings, a large area of blood was sprinkled.

In the distance, the Flying Crane Ancestor watched his disciples being cut like wheat harvesting their lives, and his face was difficult to see, and finally, the Flying Crane Ancestor, who really couldn't stand it, roared angrily, and rose into the air, the flying crane behind him roared, and the martial soul tiger grabbed the flying crane and appeared.

It seems that as soon as this Feihe Ancestor made a move, he held the posture of a fish dying and the net was broken.

Ming Qi sneered, this Feihe Ancestor had nothing to do with him that day, and now he is a trapped dragon ascending to heaven, and Feihe's cultivation has long been out of his eyes.

The ninth sister on the side did not join the battle, but just watched in the air, and the young master became more and more unpredictable.

Feihe Ancestor made a move, Ming Qi finally showed a little seriousness, and the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand began to condense strange sword rays.

The continuous sword qi spread rapidly in the air in an unimaginable attitude, and a green dragon phantom appeared in the air between the lightning and flint.

From the last battle of Dry Leaf Mountain, Ming Qi felt a lot through the sword formation of Lao Wu, which re-exerted the sword qi of the heavenly officials that had been abandoned for a long time, and combined with his unique understanding of the sword formation, although he had never made a move, but whether it was momentum or sword intent, Ming Qi was full of confidence.

Once the green dragon struck, the enemy was broken and stretched for three thousand miles.

At this time, Ming Qi responded to this ancient and peerless momentum, and fused the sword path with and without moves, so that the Tianguan Qinglong of the combination of Tianguan sword qi came alive, and in an instant, the wind and clouds moved, and the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Flying Crane Ancestor suddenly seemed to be like a lonely leaf swaying and lonely in the wind.

"Rubbish!"

The Dharma King of Jiudu finally couldn't stand it anymore, and the whole person rose up in the air at his feet, stretched out his right hand, and instantly turned into a big hand, grabbing the Flying Crane Ancestor and throwing it backwards.

Under the cloak, a pair of hazy eyes stared at Ming Qi in the distance, like a poisonous snake.

"The return of the Heavenly Witch will be punished by God! Are you ready?"

Ming Qi smiled indifferently, the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand was held high, and a cloud of red fire thunder was brewing at the tip of the sword.