The words said: The righteous Bo Yuntian little righteous man, save his life and give him a sword. Draw out the demons and eliminate the evil, and the two ghosts will be put into the magic weapon.

"Tick" "Tick" ......

At this time, there was a sporadic light rain in the sky, and Liu Pingtian and his disciples gathered around to discuss some trivial matters.

Ping Tian raised the mixed thunder whip, gesturing back and forth up and down, left and right, and the disciples on the side also listened with relish and nodded continuously.

"Did you hear that, in this way, you will definitely be able to capture Long Gong!" Ping Tian pointed to his disciple and said solemnly.

Qin Feng squatted in the distance, unable to hear the arrangements inside, he could only move slowly inside, trying to understand their actions was extremely important to him.

"Poof" sound......

Suddenly, a tile on the broken temple fell, and the movement was very loud, disturbing Pingtian and the others.

Pingtian looked up, the flat-roofed beams and pillars around him were pitch black, and his vision was blurred, only to see a dark yellow ** cat running to the ground and calling three times.

"It's okay, it's just a cat!" the disciple said with his sword in his sheath and a wave of his hand.

At this time, Ping Tian suddenly felt that this place was no longer safe, and his true air flow seemed to have sensed that there was another true air flow here that was confused here.

It is normal for a group of fugitives from other lands to stay in this ruined temple late at night, causing people to be suspicious, but if there is a real air flow during this period, who else can there be! He thought to himself that Long Gong must be following him.

"Who is Your Excellency, why don't you see each other with your true face?" Ping Tian's eyes glared ahead, and he had already quietly noticed Qin Feng's location.

Of course, Qin Feng came here this time to see him, and wanted to understand the whole thing thoroughly.

Besides, about Long Gong, not only did he want to deal with him on a regular basis, but Qin Feng also wanted to settle with him this time. Now that he saw that Ping Tian had discovered himself, he turned around and jumped down to stand in front of him.

When he saw Qin Feng on Ping Tian, he immediately looked at him with a look of surprise, originally he thought that the person hiding in the shadows must be Long Gong or other people from the Demon Realm, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was a stranger.

"Excuse me, who is Your Excellency? Why did you appear in front of the old man three or four times, I don't know what the old man offended Your Excellency?

Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled slightly, threw the Immortal Cloud Sword in his hand forward, and explained: "Master Liu, this sword is the Immortal Cloud Sword, it is what the Demon Sect asked for before, you can take him and hand it over to the Demon Sect, and he will reward you again."

"Why is Your Excellency like this? The old man really doesn't understand what this means?" When Qin Feng came like this, he was completely stunned.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding disciples immediately drew their swords to surround him, fearing that something bad would happen to the master, and they were secretly anxious about it.

In an instant, with Pingtian as the center, six disciples became assistants, and in an instant, the six disciples lined up in three teams and raised their right hands and bowed their legs, and set up a formation.

"What does this mean?" Qin Feng crossed his hands on his hips, his gaze did not leave Pingtian, and asked.

"The old man doesn't know if your Excellency is not good, if you still don't want to say what you mean, then don't blame the old man for being polite."

Facing Qin Feng, Ping Tian said sharply.

Qin Feng was silent for a moment, and said gloomily: "Master Liu, don't you want the Xianyun Sword, then I will give you the Xianyun Sword, in this way, won't you be able to deal with your master."

"Master, Your Excellency wants to stimulate the old man, the old man knows that you are the same as the Demon Sect, and the old man resolutely does not bow to the demons." Ping Tian's eyes full of hostility looked at Qin Feng fiercely.

In the face of the sudden enemy, Ping Tian did not dare to relax at all, although he had not yet known the true identity of the other party, but yesterday he and Long Gong appeared on the stage at the same time, guessing that it must be a group of people.

"What's the matter, are you scared? The disciple of the Nanhua Old Immortal on Xianyun Mountain is actually afraid of a demon clan's people, it feels ridiculous to think about it!" Qin Feng took two steps forward and picked up the Xianyun Sword, looking at everything around him, he couldn't help but laugh.

"No, the old man said," ......

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt the silence in the atmosphere around him.

"Let's not say this for now, the old man will always come if he thinks he should come, so what is there to escape?" Pingtian took a deep breath and looked extremely nervous.

Qin Feng raised his Immortal Cloud Sword and asked, "What's the matter, is Lord Liu Zhuang very afraid of Long Gong in your heart?"

"Bah, how can the old man be afraid of him." Pingtian tilted his head and put on a look of disdain.

Although he said this, it could be seen from his eyes that he was full of fear of the arrival of the people of the Demon Clan, especially the mysterious figure with high mana power in the dark night of the Demon Sect.

Now that the ugly time has passed, there are still two days left, if he fails to capture the Immortal Cloud Sword within two days, then the Demon Sect Dark Night will not forgive him.

Thinking of this, Ping Tian couldn't help but feel worried about this matter.

"Master Liu, it's not difficult for you to know my identity, we are our own people, why can't we know?" Qin Feng laughed.

After listening to Qin Feng's words, Ping Tian stared at him with "poof" and "poof", and he asked in confusion: "Your own person? Could it be that Your Excellency also came down from Xianyun Mountain? Is it the disciple of the old immortal of Nanhua?

In an instant, many questions plagued him, he guessed the identity of the other party, in short, if the other party really came down from Xianyun Mountain, it would be equivalent to one more helper and one less enemy, which would be very beneficial to his situation.

For his current situation, how could Qin Feng not know, and responded: "Master Liu, if we join forces to deal with Long Gong at this time and include him in my gourd, there will be one less helper in the dark night, and you can sit back and relax, do you need to think about it again?"

When Pingtian heard this, he already had this intention in his heart, and immediately responded to it.

At this moment, a faint fluorescence came from the grass pile in the corner of the wall, and the fluorescence in the broken temple came very strangely, and the two turned their heads to look, but saw a trace of green smoke rising from the flash.

"Golden Ziyuan gourd, it turns out that there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it!" Qin Feng found the magic weapon and smiled proudly.

This time I lost the magic weapon and found the magic weapon, this is as wonderful as a trick.

He hurriedly ran to the corner to pick up the gourd, and when he saw the cracks on the mouth of the gourd and the fine lines on the contour line at the bottom, his first reaction was whether Long Gong's escape this time was related to the integrity of the magic weapon today?

He turned the magic weapon upside down in confusion again, only to see the mouth of the gourd flashing with aura, which showed that Long Gong's escape had nothing to do with the gourd.

Then he hung the gourd on the Qiankun Bagua Mirror, and the aura in the gourd was not exhausted now, and from time to time it was still spewing out streams of yellow gas.

Not only that, but the yellow gas seemed to be alive again, desperately drilling out and coming back desperately, and the concealment and toughness of the gas were extremely strong.

Qin Feng sneered while holding the gourd, thinking in his heart that as long as he had this magic weapon, Long Gong would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being subdued in the end.

If you want to know the story of the next chapter, please pay attention to Chapter 36 of the Legend of the Sword of Xianyun Volume 3 "Three Harvests of the Ghost Face Man (2)"