Zhan Fei looked like a mad demon, his messy long hair was flying, and the whole person seemed to be absorbed by something.

As the flesh passed, the sparkle in his eyes fell silent.

The Qingyun Sword trembled, and a terrifying momentum rushed straight into the sky, and the invisible waves of qi rolled up, forcing the lame man and the blind woman who were about to make a move backwards again and again.

After a while, the Qingyun Sword gradually calmed down, and a somewhat illusory figure appeared, hanging above the hilt of the sword.

This figure is the appearance of a middle-aged man, with long hair and a shawl, his appearance looks a little illusory, and his cyan robe moves without wind.

The eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows were closed, as if trying to break away, but there was some inadequacy.

"The blue bird does not pass on the news from the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. The young man listened to the rain pavilion in the boat, the river was wide and the clouds were low, and the broken geese were calling the west wind. ”

"Lilac, Lilac, that day, I said goodbye, it turned out to be desperate, I didn't expect to see the world with my own eyes again today, I'm back, are you still there" Tsing Yi's figure murmured in a low voice, as if he had fallen into the past.

The figure in Tsing Yi seemed to fall into a moment of contemplation, and as if he remembered something, he lowered his head and "looked" at Zhanfei, who was looking at the withered figure under his feet.

"Hey, little one, I didn't expect to get to this point. When we first met, I told you that you must not wake me up until you have to, otherwise, your soul will be damaged and you will have no strength to return to heaven......"

"Hehe, Qingyun Sword, I haven't seen you for a long time, this little guy can awaken my remnant soul, in addition to his obsession and soul blood, I'm afraid I also have a part of your heart. Being able to get your approval can be regarded as a blessing for him. The figure of Tsing Yi looked at Zhan Fei and Zhan Tianyang and Zhan Xiuwen, who were already lifeless on the side, and said quietly.

Not far away, the lame man and the blind woman looked guarded.

They never imagined that with Zhanfei, a small martial artist, they would come up with such a terrifying thing.

Judging from the momentum that erupted just now, this guy is not a little stronger than the two of them.

Is this guy a human being? Is it a soul?

The lame man and the blind woman stared closely at the phantom of Tsing Yi one after another, but they had no intention of backing down.

Although the other party's momentum was not small, they did not panic.

As a killer, their strength has never been to fight head-on, not to mention that now it is two against one, even if the other party's cultivation is higher than their own, it will not make them give up because of this.

Besides, looking at the other party's appearance, it is obvious that they are just a wisp of remnant soul.

"Your Excellency, this is a matter between us and this kid, please don't interfere, I am willing to accept your affection. The killer "Blind Woman" said tentatively.

The figure in Tsing Yi turned his head slightly, his slightly closed eyes turned slightly, as if there was an endless cold light flickering inside, and the boundless killing intent suddenly enveloped the two of them: "Hehe, it seems that it has really fallen for too long, and the two little great martial artists dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"It's just the two of you who forced this little guy into this situation?, since you have been awakened by him, you can't waste this effort, so you two sacrifice my Qingyun Sword." ”

The figure in Tsing Yi said to himself, as if this famous black list killer was not in his eyes at all.

"I don't know if after many years, in this Hidden Dynasty, will anyone still remember my name of breaking the west wind?"

Every cyan wind mark is like a sharp cyan sword, soft and rigid, dancing happily around the figure of Tsing Yi.

This......

The eyes of the lame man and the blind woman were full of horror in each other's eyes.

Up to now, they still can't see that the cultivation of this Tsing Yi figure is not something they can compete with at all, just now, either people deliberately suppressed the cultivation, or they didn't take the two of them in their eyes at all.

These countless cyan swords were quite similar to the martial arts used by Zhanfei before, but their power was not the same.

Those swords that look agile have terrifying power hidden in them, and once they show their edge, they will inevitably break the earth.

"Broken Zephyr?"

"You, you, you are the sword genius who angrily beheaded the prince of the royal family a hundred years ago, was hunted down by countless masters of the Hidden Dynasty, but was taken away by the masters of the Sword Sect, the rain demon broke the west wind?"

The lame man and the blind woman seemed to remember something, and their eyes widened in fear, and they looked incredulous.

This broken west wind is a sword cultivator who suddenly rose a hundred years ago, broke through the realm of the great martial artist at a young age, and a Qingyun sword in his hand swept countless masters of the same generation, and some of the older generation of kendo masters were defeated under his hands.

It is said that its swordsmanship is made by an epiphany under the wind and rain and thunder, and there are no complicated rules and moves, and the emphasis is on only fast and unbreakable.

Fast as the wind, as sudden as rain, as thunder, as fast as lightning, the people of the rivers and lakes call it - rain devil.

Rain devil, break the west wind.