In the night sky, a thunderbolt struck, and on the ground, a knife light flashed. In a mysterious way, the two rays of light are connected together.

In the midst of the showers, the wind seemed to stagnate, and the flames raised by the rows of torches no longer swayed. Everyone, looking at the two people in the field. The sword light that was obviously exhausted was like a winged flying dragon, and the edge rose again, and the shining knife turned into three thunderous creases.

After the trick, the big man who was exhausted only took a step back, and the ray of sword light had already illuminated him along with the lightning that struck down in an instant from the dark clouds.

The surrounding soldiers watched dumbfounded, unable to speak, and unable to figure out what was really happening at this moment. Killing strange ghosts, the famous Mo Daxia of Wanjie City still stands in the shining lightning, his face is hideous, there is no wind, and the torrential rain falls from the sky, like a waterfall that has fallen in nine days, and the rain flowers are splashing and smashing down together, further blooming.

In everyone's eyes, Yi Feng slowly inserted the dragon slaying knife in his hand back into the scabbard on his back.

The shower wet his clothes, although he had grown a lot, he still showed a thin figure, a calm face, and sharp eyes.

Before the knife was out, he was like this, and after the knife was collected, he still had the same expression, not to mention the joy of victory, let alone much excitement.

The right hand of the knife hung down, and in the falling rainstorm, he stepped forward and walked past the big man.

After a pause, he said coldly: "Where did you get the courage to dare to stand in front of me and take me three times?"

He said disdainfully: "You obviously can't even take two knives!"

The wind blew in front of him, and blood erupted from the big man's neck behind him, bright red as fire. The pace of stepping forward, the stagnant water under the pressure, so firm, so calm. Behind the heels, the corpses that fell to the ground smashed into a wave of water, the thunderstorm was still cold, and the blood was still cold.

Did this young man really kill Mo Daxia? All the soldiers had numb scalps, and the guns and halberds in their hands were held tighter, but they didn't know what to do.

Seeing the boy walking towards them like this, whether to retreat or to let them make a choice.

"Catch him! Catch him!" shouted in the distance on the other side, a man in his forties dressed in brocade clothes was eager to shout, this person was the city lord of Wanjie City who had arrived in a hurry.

The lord of the city gave the order, and all the soldiers would rush forward. The young man sneered and once again grasped the dragon slaying knife. At this moment, in the distance behind, a sharp woman shouted: "Let him go!"

The city lord of Wanjie City exclaimed in surprise, "Daughter?"

Everyone looked and saw the county lord lying by the door, his hands tightly grasping one side of the door frame, pear blossoms with dew, although he was sick, but he burst out with powerful energy. "Let him go!" the almost hoarse cry pierced through the heavy rain curtain, and the wind swept the rain towards the temple door.

She was miserable in the rolling rain, looking at the back of the young man, as if she had retreated to the edge of the world. The panicked Hou Ye and the hesitant generals looked at each other in the storm. Between them, the boy stepped away, layer by layer through the wind, and through the rain curtain.

The girl who fell to the ground by the door struggled to support half of her delicate body, with tears on her face and weak and helpless eyes. The young man's back was moving away step by step in the darkness, and she knew that from now on, she would never see him again.

This is the only intertwining in their lives, and it has not yet begun...... It's over!

The stone bricks were stained red with blood, and they were washed clean by the wind and rain, as if nothing had happened.

The dark clouds, the intermittent shining thunder, the light is like an open door, surging layer by layer.

In the abandoned house, where no one was paying attention, the little girl knelt on a shabby blanket, and the oil umbrella was dried and placed diagonally on the ground.

The cold light covered the papier-mâché windows, the gray eyes, the gray pupils, even if there was no brilliance, it was still impossible to ignore. His hands rested gently on his knees, as quiet as wildflowers in a hollow valley.

She listened intently, and no one knew what she was hearing, whether it was the wind and rain or the small footsteps that everyone could ignore.

The corners of her mouth slowly overflowed with a smile, but her eyes were full of tears. The rows of rain curtains on the eaves quietly parted, and the figure stepped in, and slowly walked to the door, and the girl stood up, staggered, and swooped down on it, into the wet, but reassuring and warm embrace.

Yi Feng scratched his head helplessly, is this child's eyes really unable to see anything?

Alas, forget it, in fact, this is not really that important, in this world, there are always many strange things, the road ahead cannot be seen through, the back road has disappeared, but the most important and reassuring thing is to know that after he returns somewhere, someone will be waiting for him there, and when he really returns, that person is still there.

For him, a wanderer who has turned many lives, died and lived many times, and does not know how many times he will continue to drift to that corner of the universe, this is enough!

Yi Feng's killing of the "Python Northern Beggar" Mo Xiaohao with two knives shook the entire Wanjie City like an earthquake.

At this moment, Wanjie City is at the focus of the wrestling between the two major forces, with swords and swords everywhere, blood corpses thrown into the wilderness every day, and any changes in the rivers and lakes may cause new waves.

Not to mention, at this moment, Mo Xiaohao's prestige for killing strange ghosts and saving Wanjie City was enough to affect the entire situation, and his sudden death also promoted a great chaos in Wanjie City and its surroundings, rivers and lakes.

A certain teenager who is a party to the incident, because he does not belong to any of the forces, and subtlely, after creating greater chaos, and staying out of this bloody storm, everyone notices his rise and mystery, but they are also unable to focus on an unrelated person like him.

It's just that because Mo Xiaohao's reputation in the rivers and lakes is too good, everyone admires the python beggar, which also makes everyone believe that the mysterious young man who killed him is an evil person who cultivates the left way.

It is rumored that night, he quietly sneaked into the boudoir of a certain daughter, smiling and pounced on her, and even shouted arrogantly, "Even if you break your throat, it's useless", and then knocked down the daughter and pressed it over to continue, and even wanted to dirt first and then kill, fortunately Mo Daxia arrived in time, although he saved the humiliated Miss Qianjin, but he didn't expect that the kid surnamed Yi had despicable means and strange exercises, and he actually killed Mo Daxia, which was really angry and outrageous.

The rumors in the rivers and lakes are gradually becoming exaggerated, not to mention that there is a push from someone behind it, so everyone knows that the young man surnamed Yi likes to destroy the girl of a good family the most, and he escaped marriage in Tianhua City because his past evil deeds were exposed.

Although his deeds are despised by everyone, but in today's world, good people do not live long, and disasters are left for thousands of years, and all kinds of wicked people are difficult to count on the rivers and lakes, and everyone is naturally unable to do so, but with the fame of the young man, the good deeds on the rivers and lakes will inevitably begin to give him a name.

Because he had broken into the house and defiled, he shouted, "Even if you cut your throat, it's useless," and then pounced on the bad deeds of turning over and continuing, and because he used a dragon slaying knife, yes, people sent Ya name:

- "Spicy Hand Destroying Flowers" is easy to slay the dragon!