At night, Mo Zhifeng entered the palace again and walked towards the brightest palace in the huge palace. He did not dare to delay, and galloped through the palace almost as fast as he could, because the prince was waiting for him. It's not that he can't enter the palace during the day with his qualifications, it's just that this time can avoid a lot of unnecessary villain words.

After all, in this court, there are already many people who don't like him. If it weren't for the fact that he was now a seventh-order cultivator, the head of the Heavenly Prison Division, he wouldn't have thought about sitting in peace.

I don't know how many lights were lit in the palace, and a man in a black python robe turned his back to the temple door, staring at the carved dragon totem on the top of the palace. On one of the tables, it was stacked with folds from all over the dynasty. This is obviously unruly, but no one dares to have an opinion.

Because he was the strongest cultivator in the dynasty, he killed people with his palms.

"Subordinates, don't stop the wind to meet the prince!"

Mo stopped the wind and galloped to the door of the main hall, and then walked in at a normal speed, kneeling behind the man in the python robe.

"Don't stop the wind!" Li Nie didn't turn his head, and said in a deep voice, "Ten years are about to pass, you should know better than anyone else, right?"

When Mo Zhifeng heard this, his face changed suddenly. The prince summoned him into the palace late at night, and it was really for this matter.

He hurriedly replied, "My subordinates must do their best." ”

Li Nie shouted: "I don't want your empty nonsense, I want to see the truth." It turns out that the fish that slipped through the net ten years ago is still alive. I need you to find it, the sooner the better. It must be before the advent of the lamp in the decade......"

"Subordinates understand!" Mo Zhifeng didn't dare to say anything more at the moment, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

Li Nie thought for a moment, and then asked, "How did you investigate that Xu Changfeng of the Qingzhu Sword Academy?"

"Back to the prince, there should be some problems with this person, but his subordinates have not been able to find out the evidence. ”

The more Mo Zhifeng spoke, the lower his voice became. That night in the prison, it was because he had the promise of the prince that he dared to do this in private. However, such a great opportunity was still messed up.

"No matter how talented he is, he is just a useless waste after all. It's just that he was born with weak meridians, so why is he still able to cultivate? Now that it is impossible to invite him to enter the heavenly prison again, you can start with this matter and investigate. If he really slipped through the net ten years ago, then he must not stay. The more Li Nie spoke, the more solemn his face appeared, and there was a strong killing intent hidden in his words.

Mo Zhifeng nodded and said, "My subordinates understand!"

Mo Zhifeng walked out of the palace and exhaled heavily, he was already in a cold sweat at this time. He subconsciously looked at the palace in the middle of the Daming Palace, at this moment the lights in the palace had already been extinguished, and the spring was overflowing......

"If it weren't for the fact that there was still the prince Li Nie in the palace presiding over the overall situation, this dynasty would have to be handed away......" Mo Zhifeng smiled bitterly in his heart, he just dared to think about it.

At the same time that he left the palace, Xu Changfeng also returned to the West Alley.

On this day, he traveled to many places in Chang'an City, and for him, he was a freshman. His life will start anew, going in a different direction, to achieve what he wants to achieve.

Maybe it was because he let go of the feelings for Wei Xueying in his heart, and he felt very motivated at the moment. From tomorrow, he will do one thing wholeheartedly, and that is to learn swords.

The west alley is very quiet, and under the black light, you can only rely on the dim moonlight to illuminate the night road, but fortunately, the weather is still clear tonight, and there are no clouds and mist to cover the cold moon.

He walked to the front of the courtyard and was about to push open the courtyard door to enter, but suddenly stopped his figure. The courtyard door was not completely closed, and although there was only a small gap, he was sure that someone had definitely come looking for him.

"Who could it be?" Xu Changfeng thought to himself, "Could it be Zhou Qixuan?"

He thought for a while, then pushed open the door and walked in, feeling a little worried. If it was because of the horse gang's action that Zhaoyuemen was suppressed from then on, then all the things he had done before would be in vain.

Xu Changfeng turned around and closed the door panel, and suddenly two murderous auras came out of the courtyard, followed by two sharp swords, one left and one right, stabbing at the young man from both sides, and the moonlight illuminated the blade extremely bright and conspicuous.

The sword light rises, and the killing intent is strong.

As the blade approached, the boy hurriedly pulled the closed door back with all his might, then turned to the other side, and raised his fingertips to catapult on the spine of the sword, making a crisp sound.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the door panel behind him was also pierced by a sword. Because of the barrier of the door panel, the speed of the sword slows down a lot. Xu Changfeng took a step out of the courtyard and immediately dodged the piercing sword.

"Two Soul Cleansing Realm cultivators?" he thought to himself as he looked at the two killers who walked out of the courtyard with his bare hands.

The boy didn't wait for them to make a move, and rushed out first. At this moment, he is bare-handed, and he must strike first to seize the opportunity. He stepped forward with the pace of the Cold Rain Sword Sutra, and two sharp swords slashed towards him like silver light falling blades. He gathered the spiritual power of his whole body in his hands, clenched his hands into fists, and his body suddenly squatted in motion.

Two sharp swords brushed past his head, shaving off a few strands of hair. His fist struck the elbow of one of the killers as he heard the sound of bones shattering, and the blade of the sword that was being clenched by the man fell out of his hand at the same time. The young man quickly caught the sharp sword, and thrust his backhand upward, and the sword pierced the man's chest, and blood-red blood gushed out of his mouth.

Xu Changfeng immediately let go of the hilt of his sword and ran towards the courtyard as fast as he could. I saw that his figure had just left the position at this moment, and a long sword with the breath of death immediately slashed into the air. If he hesitated one more step, he would be like the unlucky ghost on the ground, dead no more.

Xu Changfeng rushed into the courtyard and immediately closed the courtyard door, he took out the key as he ran, came to the eaves as fast as he could, and inserted the key into the lock hole with a slight trembling.

At this moment, his mood was extremely anxious, and this sudden life-and-death crisis made him almost unable to react.

The door opened, but the powerful murderous aura was already behind him. He quickly threw himself to the left, and the sword slammed the door open with great force. The killer took advantage of the situation and slashed at Xu Changfeng on the ground with his sword blade. Xu Changfeng was like a soft rolling log, and wherever the sword was cleaved, he rolled in the opposite direction, and after a while, his clothes were already covered with dust.

In such a critical situation, he didn't have time to think at all. He could only instinctively dodge the attack, while constantly searching for a weapon that could resist the sword.

If a cultivator below the fourth rank has no weapons, he is equivalent to a lamb to be slaughtered, and he has no power to resist. Unless, he's a martial artist with strong hand-to-hand combat skills. But even so, facing the cultivator's sword, it was still possible for him to be scarred before he could kill the opponent.

In this river and lake, no one has ever considered whether you live or die. Human life is the least valuable thing in the world.

The two of them tossed around the courtyard for a while, and gradually moved to the stove. Seeing that the young man had no way out, the killer couldn't help but be overjoyed, and slashed with his sword even harder. The metal and the ground made a loud crash, each sound tugging at the boy's heartstrings.

The boy jerked on the ground several times in a row, opening up a short distance from the killer. Seeing that the young man was already tightly attached to the stove, his eyes were already red, and he stepped forward with an arrow, and the sword went straight to his Tianling cover.

The boy suddenly put his left hand on the ground, straightened up, and a sharp axe flew out of the corner of the stove. The axe slashed deep into the killer's soft waist with the inertia of the boy's body spinning.

The blade was less than a foot away from the boy, but the killer's body stopped, and an expression of pain appeared on his face, as if life was worse than death. He could have cut the boy's neck with a little more force, but he couldn't muster any more strength.

This is one of the ten major tortures. Although the axe only chopped half of his waist, it was enough for him to cry and scream for his father.

The boy stood up, took a deep breath, and kicked it to the ground. Then he picked up the axe with both hands, and only heard a snap, his brain splattered, and the young man's immature face was covered with blood.