Yi Feng's figure, in the flickering firelight, was like a flying cannonball.

The foot stepped on the Spinback Eater, a thin cold light, spread between him and the stone, and the next moment, the Spinback Eater collapsed, and he accelerated further. In the square below, a group of people running with weapons in hand raised their heads when they heard the movement from above.

They looked at the boy who was carrying the child on his back and leaping above them, some surprised, some shocked. The sharp-eyed leader immediately shouted: "Little Emperor, he took away the Little Emperor!"

This cry caused all those people to change color, and they turned around and chased after him.

"The little emperor was taken away by him. "Stop him!" "How?" "With arrows, with arrows." ”

Whoosh, swishing, one arrow after another staggered in front of him, but at Yi Feng's speed, there were not many arrows that could shoot in front of him, and he was afraid that he would accidentally backstab the emperor on his back, and the threat caused by success was naturally limited.

Yi Feng took out his sword, slashed down the sharp arrow, and roared away.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the arrow tower a hundred paces away on the side, and in that direction, a man drew his iron bow, but the tip of the arrow was pointed in front of him. Although he was not directly aimed at by the arrow, Yi Feng had a feeling that he could not escape.

So he knew that it was a real master.

brush, an arrow was shot, the bowstring made a trilling sound at night, and the sharp arrow flew in the air, like lightning, at an incredible speed, rushing towards Yi Feng who jumped in the air. Yi Feng was not afraid, turned around and took out the knife, and the blade slashed at the tip of the arrow with great accuracy.

There was a thud, and the iron tip of the arrow froze, and the arrow body squeezed forward, and then it was bounced away. Yi Feng's body changed direction in the air, spun around, and landed on another hall, the soles of his feet regenerated thunder, the roof of the hall shook, the bricks and tiles cracked, he got up and jumped again.

The archer on the arrow tower was moved, and with his strength, he couldn't even leave the young man with the child on his back?

His mind moved slightly, could it be that the young man was ......

Yi Feng also secretly praised the archer in his heart, although he couldn't really intercept him, but that arrow at least forced him to change direction, his rainbow-like figure paused, and he had to start again in eight steps.

It seems that he is indeed a master.

After such a delay, two people jumped up to the top of the temple in front of them, one with a gun and the other with a sword. These two people obviously also know that his strength cannot be ignored, and most of them have even guessed his identity, and they will go all out as soon as they make a move.

With a flash of brushing, the sword light of the sword wielder was as fierce as thunder, and the black light stirred the orange and substantial killing, showing a swordsmanship that even Yi Feng had never heard of. The sword momentum turned, sharp but changeable, so that Yi Feng did not dare to be careless.

The gun-wielder was half a step behind the sword-wielder, and the moment the sword-wielder struck, his spear was retracted, and his body arched like a leopard, retracting its strength. Like a poisonous snake in a cave and a dark wolf with strength, the threat to Yi Feng is greater than that of a sword wielder.

The thunderous sword light came towards Yi Feng, and Yi Feng's knife also began to swing out. With this swing, two streams of air swept backwards on both sides of that line of blades, and the sword qi on the opposite side suddenly emptied and dissipated.

The sword bearer was taken aback, the sword he had accumulated all his life's strength, and before the sword hit the young man's blade, it was inexplicably disintegrated along with the killing move, and the power on the sword was suddenly empty. What is this? He stepped back in horror.

The gun-wielder also followed at this time, the spirit python spat out the letter, and the head of the gun turned into a little golden rainbow, tearing open the space along the way, almost like teleportation, and stabbed the young man at once. However, although his shot was treacherous and ruthless, Yi Feng had already studied it in the Tianxin Hall from the many secret books.

The sword flashed, and there was a plop, and at the moment when the tip of the spear was only an inch under his flank, the dragon slayer flashed, and the wrist of the knife bearer was disconnected from his arm, and with a miserable snort, he staggered back, and the palm holding the gun fell downward.

Yi Feng rushed between the two, thundered again, and jumped towards another hall in front of him.

Behind him, the two of them were shocked, shocked, and unbelievable, with the ability of the two of them, they shot at the same time, retreating and crippled, and they couldn't even stop this young man from taking half a step?

In their astonishment, more people climbed to the top of the temple, and saw the young man go far away, and he didn't go up or down for a while.

Yi Feng continued to leap, and saw that in front of him was the wall of the imperial palace, and suddenly, a wave of air rose to the sky on the side and folded down. He knew that the real master was coming, and he was quick to make a knife.

Above him, the figure was like a whirlwind, crackling, and in a very short period of time, more than a hundred moves were attacked, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the waves were monstrous. With Yi Feng's strength, he was forced to retreat at this moment.

The strength of that person was extremely strong, the mountain was falling, domineering and mighty, and a wave of energy erupted between the two, until the wind and clouds changed color. The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be triggered by this, and there was a loud explosion, the spring thunder bloomed, and everything recovered.

"Not bad!" Yi Feng slashed out, and the knife loomed on the mountain, it was "Creation Zhong Shenxiu".

The man only felt that the young man's knife was magnificent, and the majestic atmosphere emerged with the blade, pressing towards him, which was breathless. His heart was also shaken, what kind of martial arts is this? Such a move, with his extensive knowledge, is unheard of, unseen.

With a bang, the man used the magic skill of pressing the bottom of the box, pushed his palm forward, and the red domineering turned into a tangible entity, colliding with the mountain on the blade. The two of them retreated at the same time, and the solid hall under their feet actually stabbed and split in half.

Some of the Lei Xiu and martial artists who climbed up to the main hall were affected by the momentum and were thrown away in a scream.

Yi Feng stepped back in half, stepped back a little with his right foot, stepped on a hideous vertebral stone beast, looked at the man in brocade on the opposite side, and smiled. Yi Feng's smile was as bright as the sunshine breaking through the fog, just like the spring breeze, and the spring thunder in the night sky, full of infinite charm: "Zhennanhou?"

Zhennanhou was staring at him, his face was gloomy, Lei Jin agitated in his brocade robe, and the whole robe rose with it, the anger and coldness at this moment can be seen from this. He looked at the eventful young man in front of him, and his tone was cold, and the murderous aura was hidden: "Yi Feng...... Easy to slay the dragon?"

Around them, other people's heads thumped...... Sure enough, it's easy to slay the dragon!