The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a very strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ada was there, and he looked at the boy with his head and tail exposed.

The man in red, who had twisted his hair, suddenly trembled and retreated a little.

"Ghost ...... He's a ghost...... The Devil ......"

The middle-aged man in Heijin looked back at the man in red, "He's our friend, how can you say him like that, apologize!"

"Prison Master...... He...... He ......" The man in red's face was pale, his hands trembling like a sieve, and he pointed to the young man who was walking slowly.

"Hades Venerable!" the middle-aged black brocade scolded.

The man in red trembled violently, his expression became clear, and he knelt down and said, "It's a mistake." ”

The middle-aged black brocade smiled and touched his head, "Apologize, if your friend forgives you, it's not your fault." ”

Yu Ming turned to Xiao Feng, "I'm sorry!"

Xiao Feng ignored them completely, walked up to Tang Xuanji, and touched his wrist, "Are you okay?"

Tang Xuanji opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the middle-aged black brocade.

Hei Jin middle-aged explained unhurriedly, "This friend is depressed, I want to help him get free, he doesn't want to do it, but he doesn't dodge, I missed and hurt him, I hope my friend doesn't mind." ”

Xiao Feng lowered his head, completely ignoring the meaning of the middle-aged black brocade, and said softly, "Bear with it." ”

He was a little on several big holes around Tang Xuan's fuselage, closed his eyes slightly, pointed two fingers at his waist, slid up to his back, and slapped it violently.

Tang Xuanji spat out black blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes and held him, "Are you okay?"

"It's fine. Tang Xuanji exhaled and waved his hand, "That person is very shameless." ”

Xiao Feng nodded.

Wu Cao walked over and shook his head.

"If my friend is really a god family, it is not in vain that I came here. Heijin middle-aged didn't care about Xiao Feng's rudeness at all, but looked happy.

Xiao Feng looked at him expressionlessly.

"My friend was so overjoyed to know that I had brought this news to my deity, and I never imagined that at this time, you would be born again. Dare to ask, how many friends were born this time?" said the middle-aged Heijin happily.

Xiao Feng didn't answer, just looked at him.

"It turns out that there is only one friend," Heijin middle-aged man was a little disappointed, and slowly stepped forward, "But it's okay, I'm worried, I'm afraid it's a rumor first, and then I know it's true, and I can't let the rest of the prison masters come together, it's really not enough to express our earnest hope, but now like this, it's a little more relieved." ”

"You'd better stop there. Xiao Feng said lightly.

Hei Jin's middle-aged footsteps paused, and sighed in disappointment, "We have always admired friendship with friends, and even hope to integrate into you and respect each other, why should friends be so cold to me." ”

Xiao Feng looked at him quietly and did not speak.

Hei Jin's middle-aged age became more and more disappointed, "Why is this a friend, although the descendants of the gods claim to be descendants of the gods, they are also human beings in the end, and they also have birth, old age, sickness and death, seven emotions and six desires, why are they so high?"

The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth hooked up a sneering arc.

"Friends, do you know that all these years ago to the Netherworld as a guest, we are all warmly entertained, dare not have the slightest slack, they also get along with us very well, even linger, blend with each other, but also in the Netherworld Prison, inherit their fine heritage, so can't we show our friendship?" said Heijin in middle age disappointed and sincerely.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, "Intention." ”

"Invite a friend to sit in the Netherworld, and the sedan chair has been prepared. The middle-aged black brocade immediately rejoiced.

"I have other important business, please go back. Xiao Feng said lightly.

"We can wait. The middle-aged black brocade said good-naturedly, "It's just that there's a lack of a place, why don't you do it here?"

"I happened to be going to set it on fire. Xiao Feng said coldly.

"Is this a pity?" The middle-aged black brocade was a little disappointed again, and discussed, "Then why don't you go to the Netherworld first, and you put it aside in advance?"

Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer.

That's when my friend agreed. The middle age of black brocade was happy again.

"I agree to burn you along with this place. Xiao Feng said.

"My friends really know how to laugh. The middle-aged black brocade smiled unchanged, "It seems that friends still don't believe in the friendship between us." ”

The two rows of black-clothed people behind the sedan chair seemed to come like ghosts, blocking the middle-aged man in black brocade.

"These are all members of the clan of friends, perhaps not as noble as friends, at least half of them are the blood of the Divine Descendants. The middle-aged black brocade smiled and added, "Do you want to have a fight with them?"

"Then I'll try. Xiao Feng looked at the middle-aged and was very calm.

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud bang behind him.

The entire Qingshu Hall was in ruins.

Tang Xuanji and Wu Ke glanced at each other and looked at each other.

The corners of Xiao Feng's mouth hooked up a smile, but it was cold.

He said lightly, "I said that I destroyed Qingshu Hall, but I didn't say that you could destroy it." ”

He stepped forward, the snow shining through the sword.

An understatement, a move, a sword.

A mediocre sword, at first glance, it only feels boring.

But in an instant, countless waves of dust rose one after another.

It seems that the river is turbulent, a wave is not settled, and a wave is rising.

The people in front of them all flew upside down, smashed into the bamboo forest, and never got up again.

With a bang, the black sedan exploded to smithereens.

"I'm sorry, but your kind invitation doesn't seem to be going to work. Xiao Feng said lightly.

The middle-aged Heijin did not get angry, but smiled more and more gently, "My friend is really impulsive, it is better to let me have a trick with my friend." ”

"Whatever you want. ”

"Good. The black brocade middle-aged man came in an instant, and the nine flying blades came out like flying rainbows, attacking and killing, and at the same time, he smashed towards Xiao Feng's door with a punch.

Xiao Feng was not afraid, resisted a move, his body shook slightly, his heels left the ground, and his toes stepped on the ground.

Just take a step back.

But by chance, he avoided all the flying blades.

The middle-aged black brocade smiled slightly, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Not bad." ”

He flipped his wrist and slashed sideways with another flying blade in his hand.

Xiao Feng retreated, but suddenly stopped, and handed out a sword without any delay.

The blades and swords collided, and the ripples rippled between them.

There seems to be a storm and thunder rolling.

The nine-handled flying blades were instantly crooked and uninteresting.

"Proud Protoss. The middle-aged black brocade robe rolled up frantically with two sleeves, and said softly, smacking it carefully, but there was always a taste of ridicule.

There is a long flute sound, spreading throughout the bamboo forest.

"Stupid!" Xiao Feng coldly spat out the word and pushed his sword forward.

Then, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

But in the next moment, countless sand and dust rose one after another, and it seemed that the tide of Zangpu was endless.

Then, he took out his sword with a sword, wrapped it in thousands of qi machines, and threw it out.

At that moment, there was a sudden thunderstorm overhead.

But the sword intent around him was like a tide, but the momentum overshadowed thousands of thunders.

The middle-aged face of the black brocade changed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the nine flying blades shot back in unison, and the nine blades were at the gate, bound to stop countless spirits.

But I heard the young man shout, "Open the sky!"

The young man abandoned the sword, but there was a bright sword light.

Last mover first comes.

Fleeting.

The Nine Blades flew out upside down in an instant.

The sword qi is like a tide, enveloping thousands of spirits.

Instantly overwhelming.

The black brocade middle-aged man was annihilated along with the three people behind him.

The flute stopped abruptly.