Ji Xiao asked, "So you are resurrected from the Yellow Spring?" To be honest, I am very curious about the Yellow Spring, can you tell me something about the Netherworld and the Yellow Spring?"

Yue Yang said: "If you can beat me, I may consider telling you." ”

"Then you'll tell me. Ji Xiao smiled slightly, not to mention not saying much.

Yue Yang glanced at Ji Xiao with a smile, as if to say, boy, you are confident enough.

A black-clothed Taoist priest named Goudan from the Netherworld Mansion in Huangquan, even though his aura is a little special and relatively powerful, it is not worth Ji Xiao's fear of him.

The handsome man thinks that the people who participate in the fighting law conference are all ants, and on Ji Xiao's side, the evaluation of those people is actually a little higher, and he thinks that these people can be regarded as local chickens and tile dogs. In the final analysis, they all feel that apart from each other, Tianshu City can't produce people who are a threat to them.

Feng Yu was born in Wuzhuang Guan, the heir of the Xuanmen Sect, in Jianghu dialect, that is the son of a famous and decent family, or a famous and decent person like Taishan Beidou.

The gambling market has already been opened outside, and without asking, except for a very small number of lucky people, most of them are optimistic about Feng Yu.

Even Feng Yu, who was in the field, felt that he could quickly solve the opponent in front of him.

He bowed to the other party without losing his manners.

The black-clothed Taoist priest did not respond.

Feng Yu noticed that the other party's eyes were so indifferent, there was no trace of emotion, and it made people's hearts tremble.

Until the announcement began.

Feng Yu had already released the unique talisman immortal light of Wuzhuang Temple, and even ordinary flying swords could not get close to him. He has a lot of mana, and he is definitely the best among the younger generation of Qi Refiners.

Seals, chanting spells, and a hurricane appears, turning into a substantial wind blade.

The shape of the wind!

Immediately, someone recognized the magic power of this Wuzhuang view, which was a blade condensed into tangible things by the invisible wind between heaven and earth.

A total of thirty-three wind blades appeared, all of which were controlled by Wind Feather's spirit.

"Offended. Feng Yu said softly.

He pointed his hand at the black-clothed Taoist Dogdan, and the thirty-three wind blades attacked the Dogan at a speed close to the sound barrier, up and down, left and right, without any dead ends.

Fast, ruthless, accurate!

Even with the strict standards of the Heavenly Dao Alliance masters on the judging table, they couldn't find fault with Feng Yu for a while.

The handsome man smiled coldly, Yue Yang yawned lazily, and Ji Xiao sighed lightly.

A few breaths passed, and the audience exclaimed.

Feng Yu's face was pale, a finger stuck in his chest, blood stained the cyan robe, and the wind blade in the sky also disappeared.

The dog didn't suffer any damage at all, and Feng Yu's talisman fairy light was like paper paste.

Feng Yu obviously felt that as long as this dog exerted a little force, he would be pierced through the heart immediately. Even if it is a Qi Refiner, as long as he has not cultivated to an immortal body, a hole in his heart is a very serious injury.

"Let him go. Feng Yu heard a familiar young man's voice.

At some point, a teenager appeared behind the dog's ball.

Feng Yu said with a lack of breath, "Senior." ”

The black-clothed Taoist priest who called the dog egg slowly pulled out the fingers on Feng Yu's chest, and blood gushed out.

He turned to look at the boy, and there was a hint of panic in his indifferent eyes. Everyone in the stands showed surprise, because the powerful and mysterious black-clothed Taoist dog Dan actually knelt down on one knee to the young man.

Everyone naturally realized that this black-clothed Taoist priest with a mysterious origin actually knew that terrible young man.

Yesterday's incident of the young man's earth-shattering sword intent in Tianshu City has reached the ears of many people today, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most prominent figure in Tianshu City now.

The young man just glanced at the black-clothed Taoist priest, and then grabbed Feng Yu and went to Ji Yu.

"I'm not going to save people. The implication is to let Ji Xiao save him.

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "When did you get kind?"

Wusheng said: "He showed me the way yesterday, so I returned him a favor." ”

Ji Xiao said: "You are not afraid of owing me favors, so don't worry." ”

A burst of white light flashed from his hand, covering Wind Feather's wound. Feng Yu snorted in pain, he was a qi refiner, he had his own cultivation, and he would never let him cry out from his ordinary headache.

Many people looked this way, and they all wanted to know how badly injured Wind Feather was.

After a few moments, Feng Yu's snorting stopped, and the bloody hole in his chest healed, and there was not a trace of scar to be seen. He looked at Ji Xiao with a complicated expression, wanting to thank him, but also full of hatred.

Ji Xiao said: "You don't have to put on this kind of look, I remember you." ”

Feng Yu said: "You know that I am a disciple of Wuzhuang Guan, why do you want to save me?"

Ji Xiao smiled, waved a breeze, and sent Feng Yu out of the field.

The handsome man said, "The kindness of a woman." ”

Ji Yu understood what he meant, because Feng Yu continued to make noise, the handsome man was ready to kill him, and Ji Yu sent him away, in fact, he saved Feng Yu's life.

Feng Yu didn't understand, he was just entangled in Ji Xiao's rescue of him, he had received the kindness of the enemy of Wuzhuang Guan, how could he face this demon in the future, but he was faintly relieved, because he knew that no matter how much he hated Ji Xiao, he couldn't hurt Ji Xiao at all, and even he knew that his hatred was not entirely from Ji Xiao's killing of the master, but also because of Fengru.

He didn't dare to face up to such a dark side in his heart, and felt ashamed of his teacher.

"Well, I should at least thank that senior. Feng Yu thought of lifeless things in a complex and contradictory mood, no matter what Ji Xiao did, he should always thank that senior.

Now that he's gone, it's hard to go in again.

Wind Feather was struggling with himself, and a black shadow silently invaded the ground under his feet, like a swamp, and Wind Feather fell directly into it, too late to make any sound.

The black shadow receded like a tidal wave.

The wind feather disappeared, and no one noticed it for the time being, and the fighting method meeting continued.

Feng Ru's next opponents must be one by one, but she still narrowly defeats her opponent every time, and in the eyes of others, she feels that her luck is too weird, and she wins by a fraction of a millimeter every time.

The opponent was not very convinced when he lost, but gradually recognized that she was also a disciple of Wuzhuang Guan, and saw that she was a female monk, so she did not receive many boos.

On the other side, the black-clothed Taoist Goudan has always won with a thunderous momentum, from the beginning he was not favored, and when it came to the final tiebreaker of the A-shaped court, almost no one was optimistic that Feng Ru, who had always won by luck, could take a move on the dog.

At this time, many people felt the wonder of fate, the first opponent defeated by the black-clothed Taoist priest came from Wuzhuang Guan, and the last opponent was also from Wuzhuang Guan.

And it happens to be a man and a woman, which is in line with the Taoist way of yin and yang.

"Could it be that this guy has a destiny. "Even on the judging bench, there are masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance who think so.

Ji Xiao joked to Wusheng: "Do you want me to ask Fengru to be kind to your subordinates?" ”

Wusheng said: "I don't know that guy. ”

Ji Xiao smiled: "I see that he knows you, maybe it was your former subordinate, but you don't remember." ”

Wusheng said: "Maybe." ”

If there was someone beside them, it would be strange, obviously the black-clothed Taoist priest was stronger, but Ji Xiao and they had already decided that Fengru would win.

......

Feng Ru and the black-clothed Taoist priest confronted each other ten zhang apart.

"The person you were seriously injured before was my senior brother. Feng Ru said.

The black-clothed Taoist priest's lips moved slightly, "You want to avenge him?"

Feng Ru said: "I mean I won't keep my hand this time, so you better admit defeat, otherwise I don't guarantee that you will survive." ”

After several confrontations, her confidence became more and more sufficient.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the black-clothed Taoist's mouth, and he said, "Don't worry, I won't die." ”

"Let's go!"

As the bell of the fighting method rang, Feng Ru subconsciously pulled out his long sword. Her heart throbbed, and the tip of her sword turned into a mysterious trajectory, stabbing towards the gap to the right.

There was a wave of waves, the vitality exploded, and the violent wind and dust suddenly rose.

Feng Ru directly closed his eyes and used the sword to sense the qi. Because the speed of the black-clothed Taoist priest was too fast, her divine thoughts and eyesight couldn't keep up.

The two fought from the ground to the air, and the Taoist clothes on the black-clothed Taoist priest were flying, showing his teeth and claws, and attacking fiercely. The energy emitted escaped to the field, and cracks immediately appeared, and the power was extremely terrifying.

But even if the black-clothed Taoist attack was so terrifying, Feng Ru actually followed it completely, without the slightest reluctance. Her swordsmanship seems to be chaotic, but it is always the weakest point of the black-clothed Taoist's strength, forcing the black-clothed Taoist's attacking power to burst out in a concentrated manner, and many of them are scattered everywhere.

With the gods to control rather than to see, the officials know and the gods want to act.

On the stands, Yuan Bupo, who was secretly watching the battle, showed a shocked face, he was a Taoist master, and recognized that Fengru's swordsmanship was by no means any of the exercises of Wuzhuang Guan, but it was the embodiment of Wuzhuang Guan's qi refining method cultivation to a very high realm.

Cultivating to this point, to be honest, he is only one step away from the master of the Dao List, but Feng Ru is young, how can he achieve the realm where even he can only touch the skin now.

At the same time, Yuan Bupo was also shocked by the ability of the black-clothed Taoist, if he was a stranger, under Feng Ru's counterattack every time he attacked his vital points, his spells would have already collapsed, and maybe he would have to spew out a few mouthfuls of reverse blood to relieve the chaos of the breath in his body.

As a result, every time the black-clothed Taoist attacked Feng Ru to the weak point of strength, and when the spell was about to fail, he turned yin and yang, reversing life and death. The vitality and death in the spell did not follow the routine at all, and it blocked Fengru's counterattack.

It's like a person's joint, which can be twisted at will, and there is no regularity.

Yuan Bupo deduced the technique of the black-clothed Taoist priest, and felt that if he was a normal person, he would have to explode and die directly. Because the mana in his body was running so indiscriminately, he couldn't think of a reason for this person to be immortal.

A fierce collision, the void shook, and Feng Ru and the black-clothed Taoist priest were temporarily separated.

Feng Ru seriously looked at the people in the stands around and said, "Please leave." ”

The black-clothed Taoist priest gasped slightly, his gaze not taking an inch off Feng Ru.

After Feng Ru finished speaking, a strong Dharma intent erupted in his body, and the sky suddenly became gloomy, and dark clouds were thick.

Countless eyes turned to Fengru's side.

"Zhu Xianlei!"