Watching the thunderclouds roll in the ground and the lightning rushing is shocking, and watching the black clouds surging between the clouds and the lightning looming is another scene.

The clouds are surging and the wind is fast, always making people feel that there is some fierce beast hidden in it, and the flashes of light appear and disappear from time to time, passing by from time to time, or suddenly a thunder rings in the ears, dim and does not see the day, and all kinds of flashes make people dizzy.

It's a crazy rhythm.

On the feather carving, Nangong Qingyi shouted.

"It's been chopped, it's been chopped. ”

"Mom, what the hell is that. ”

"Flash, flash. ”

"Dead, dead, I'm bleeding. ”

It's just that Xiao Feng, Ling Diao, or Zhuge Li don't care about him.

Nangong Qingyi screamed for a long time, his voice was hoarse, and finally felt bored, sat down, touched it around, and touched a soft thing, so he lowered his head and said, "It's over, it's over, Xiaoli, I seem to be deaf." ”

It happened that lightning flashed, and the sudden light made Nangong Qingyi see the scene on the carving clearly.

Beside him, Zhuge was lying on the corpse, covering his ears, and facing him with the back of his head, obviously planning to be out of sight.

Not far away, Xiao Feng stood quietly in front of the two of them, with his back to them, and he couldn't see any expression, but he felt extremely cold.

Nangong Qingyi pushed Zhuge Li, but unfortunately Zhuge Li just ignored him, and couldn't help but scold the chicken thief in his heart, and was about to shout Xiao Feng, when he heard Xiao Feng suddenly say lightly, "Go down." ”

With the purple and black thunder landing, a large black bird drilled out of the thundercloud.

Immediately after, a streamer swept away, and the sword swept directly into the clouds.

At this time, half of the people in the canyon had been shaken by the thunder and bleeding, even if it was better, they were also shocked into a daze, and they didn't react for a while.

However, those purple-black thunderbolts seemed to be alive, and they actually chased after the sword.

The reminder was so obvious that everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow.

Then, when they looked over, they were stunned again.

Almost touching the black clouds, a large bird is quietly there, not obtrusive but not unnoticed, which is extremely shocking.

It was like a divine beast coming out of a black cloud, even if you only looked at it from a distance, it made people feel imposing.

What's even more strange is that those thunderbolts were scattered in front of the giant bird.

Yes, it doesn't make sense at all.

Everyone was stunned.

This moment.

The thunder stopped, the sword roared, and the noise stopped.

Heaven and earth are silent.

And on the carving, Nangong Qingyi saw the thunder in front of the sword and swept straight after, this time he really started to shout, "Mother, this is really a refinement, dead, dead, like this, there is no scum left......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the rest of the words were firmly choked in his throat.

Because, the young man in front of him said one word, stop.

And so, the sword, the thunder, the wind, everything was so still.

Xiao Feng stretched out his hand, and the long sword suddenly came, and the thunder and lightning dispersed in an instant.

Nangong Qingyi's eyes almost popped out, if this is also a goddamn trick, he will fall headlong.

Then, Xiao Feng turned his head and glanced at him lightly.

Nangong Qingyi's heart trembled, that kind of eyes were too indifferent, and he didn't seem to have any emotion, and at the same time, he felt that his whole body seemed to be thawed and he could move.

He collapsed on the ground all of a sudden, and at this moment, for some reason, his hands began to tremble, and his whole body began to tremble, but he did not feel fear in his heart, all this seemed to be just a physical instinct.

He looked at the teenager in front of him, and his face was no longer cynical as before, but weird.

Something is very wrong with the current teenager, very wrong, absolutely wrong.

He suddenly remembered the cold and lonely unreal figure in the reeds, perhaps, in him, in their hearts, the omnipotent young man was not the fearlessness they thought, he had his own suffering, but he didn't want to say it, so he hid it very deeply, and rarely made people feel it.

The heaven and the earth were terriblely silent, the thunderclouds were surging, but there was neither thunder nor lightning, and time passed very slowly.

As if sensing that something was wrong outside, Zhuge Li moved, got up, and when he looked up, he saw Nangong Qingyi's strange face, and then the young man who seemed to be independent in the world.

Zhuge was stunned, and opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to ask something.

Nangong Qingyi's hand was quick, he covered Zhuge Li's mouth, frowned and shook his head, signaling not to speak, before letting go of his hand.

Zhuge Li raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Nangong Qingyi shook his head again and made a neck wiping motion, meaning that he didn't know, but he might be killed.

This is naturally an exaggeration, but he intuitively feels that it is better not to make a noise now, not to disturb Xiao Feng, otherwise there will definitely be very bad consequences.

Zhuge Li glared and pointed at Xiao Feng vaguely.

Nangong Qingyi nodded and shook his head again.

When the two of them squeezed their eyebrows, Xiao Feng had already moved.

Suddenly, he grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with the other hand struck lightly on the sword, a little harder, and said, "Come out!"

Immediately after, a high-pitched cry came from inside the sword, as if the baby was being choked by the neck and crying, which was creepy.

Then, the two young men on the eagle saw dozens of golden dragons coming out of the long sword bee chrysalis, circling a few times under the black clouds, and then swimming back again, swimming around Xiao Feng.

In that scene, at that time, it was said that Xiao Feng was a god descending to earth, and the two young people must have believed it.

It's just that Xiao Feng didn't feel honored at all, but his brows gradually furrowed, and after a while, he suddenly spit out a dirty word, "Get out!"

Nangong Qingyi was shocked all of a sudden, this young man turned out to be able to swear.

However, those golden dragons with the thickness of the wellhead are obviously ethereal, but they seem to have life, and after hearing Xiao Feng's words, they really don't haunt Xiao Feng, they just shake their heads and tails in the void, which is very funny.

Nangong Qingyi looked at it and wanted to laugh, but it felt weird, and she couldn't laugh.

Xiao Feng's face became more and more heavy, and he roared for the first time, "Get out!"

Those golden dragons were shaken, and then they reluctantly burrowed into the thunderclouds.

Nangong Qingyi felt that his world had collapsed, this must be a dream.

Zhuge is no better, his eyes are erratic, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Xiao Feng didn't care about their thoughts, looked up at the black cloud that had no signs of dissipation, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and after a while, he opened his eyes, the tips of his fingers shone slightly, and drew a very strange pattern on the sword body, which seemed to be a turtle pattern, but it didn't look like it.

After the last stroke fell, the strange pattern suddenly shone brightly, and then slowly converged, and then it was a strange golden pattern, which would give people a headache after looking at it for a long time.

At the same time, the black clouds overhead gradually dissipated, and it seemed that they were about to return to normal.

Nangong Qingyi looked at the top of his head, looked at Xiao Feng, and finally fixed his gaze on the long sword.

At this time, the sword body did not have the previous golden light, and the whole body was clear and clear, except for the red lines on the sword body, there was no other color, like ice crystals in winter.

This is undoubtedly a good sword, even the best sword in the world.

He licked his lips, and just as he opened his mouth to say something, he heard Xiao Feng's tone say without a trace of waves, "This sword is not suitable for you, I have already found a master for it." ”

Nangong Qingyi glanced at Xiao Feng in amazement, but only saw Xiao Feng's bottomless eyes, and at that moment, it was so dark that it made people's hearts palpitate.

Xiao Feng smiled, no longer alienated and indifferent, he said, "Wait a minute!"

Then, he threw Yin Xue out, lifted his breath slightly, stepped on Yin Xue and flew down.

"I'll go, the immortal sword swims, and it's time for the storyteller to talk about it again. Nangong Qingyi screamed.

Looking back, seeing that Zhuge Li was still thinking about something, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in his heart, and smashed it with a fist, "The idea of the immortal dares to fight, and I don't want to live anymore." ”

Zhuge Li smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, the entire canyon echoed with the words of the young man, "There is a sword under it, can the little sword dare to take it?"

"Why not!" After a few breaths, a hearty laugh rang out.

"Good. A sword swept through the air and headed into the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, someone did a somersault, caught it steadily, and laughed, "The ethereal boy is so courageous, I made you a friend." ”

There was a low chuckle from the crowd, and then, a white suit soared into the sky.

Soon everything was gone.

It seems like a big dream.