"Nonsense, do you still need to say it?" Jun Wei turned his head angrily and glared fiercely at the disciple who was screaming at the little monster.

However, he also followed his gaze, and the black oppression in front of him was whistling in his direction.

"Huh?" He was puzzled, and he was secretly thinking about where this was the nearby force, but he couldn't think of it even if he wanted to break his head, after all, the people near this Yin Spirit Spring had already moved away, and it looked a little desolate.

But seeing the black and oppressive crowd, he knew at a glance that it was definitely not something that a small sect could have......

Feng Qingyang moved forward quickly, and he also saw the crowd in front of him, at this time he was about to approach the periphery of Yin Spirit Spring, originally they were scheduled to arrive this afternoon, but a group of black armor troops behind him seemed to be beaten one by one, so they had to hurry quickly.

Like a meteor catching the moon, the formation of most of the day was shortened by them by more than half......

"Who's ahead?" At this time, Jun Wei suddenly let out a loud shout, and a visible sound wave swept towards Feng Qingyang and the others.

"Roar!" Seeing the sound wave coming, Feng Qingyang's heart sank, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared ahead, and suddenly, the power of the sound wave was opened by the red umbrella.

Immediately, the chaotic sound waves blew towards the forest on the ground, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang's eyes were cold again, this person actually opened his mouth to kill people, and he had no grievances with him......

"Come and don't be rude!" he said secretly in his heart, after he roared the power of the sound wave away, he quickly slashed in the void, and suddenly, a wind blade appeared out of thin air, and immediately cut towards Jun Wei and the others.

"Void Talisman?" Jun Wei's pupils shrank, looking at the wind blade that was flying rapidly, a touch of disdain flashed on his face, and the white feather fan in his hand suddenly waved.

Call......

In the same way, a violent wind suddenly grew in the air, and in an instant, it assimilated the wind blade into invisibility.

After these two simple moves against the enemy, the distance between everyone was quickly pulled in, and in an instant, they were only 100 meters apart, looking at each other in the air.

"Who are you?" Jun Wei no longer continued to tease Lord Lingxue at this moment, but flashed forward, looking at the wind with arrogance, and a natural aura of superiority suddenly emanated.

This aura is not acquired, but naturally born in his bones, Junwei, the supreme genius of the Xiaoyao Gate, must have a reason for his arrogance.

On the other hand, the wind is clear, but it seems a little embarrassed, he does not have the handsome face of the king, let alone his strong background, he only has himself.

"Guiyuan City - the wind is clear!"

"The wind is clear?" Jun Wei frowned and said silently, as if he had heard it somewhere, and after a few breaths of silence, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the wind Qingyang incredulously.

"Are you a Red Devil?" he asked, surprised, but then secretly scolded himself for being stupid, the other party's blood-soaked red hair had already identified him, but he had never remembered it.

It really took no effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get it, he secretly sneered, when the audition was on the battlefield, he was in retreat, so the door only sent disciples to go, but those disciples followed Lu Xun, and they would have gotten a transformation in it, but who knew that after entering, the whole army was wiped out, and the culprit was behind him, the red-haired young man in front of him - the wind was clear.

"Red Devil, do you know who it is me?" When he knew his identity, he suddenly settled down, his strength and talent were on par with Lu Xun, and when he remembered the news of Feng Qingyang's defeat of Lu Xun, a dazzling light suddenly erupted in his eyes.

That is the fighting spirit, a fighting spirit that can only be achieved when encountering an opponent of the same level.

"Who are you, what's the matter with me?" Feng Qingyang's expression was indifferent, obviously not taking him seriously, for some reason, when he looked at the handsome young man in front of him, he always had a sense of irritability in his heart.

"Is it presumptuous, this is my senior brother of Xiaoyaomen, how can I allow you little zombie to be unreasonable?"

Before Jun Wei could speak, a disciple jumped out behind him, he was about thirty or so, with a big beard on his face, holding a bright flying sword, and proudly pointed at Feng Qingyang and said.

"Quack......

Feng Qingyang's heart suddenly rose with murderous intent, and with a flick of his fingers, a mana that had been compressed to the extreme by him surged, instantly piercing the man's eyebrows.

Smack......

He didn't even snort, and he died on the spot, and there was even a trace of pride in his eyes.

"Ah...... Murdered?"

"Tong Hai...... Array!"

"Roar!"

Seeing the blood, the group of black armor soldiers of the scattered cultivation army who were already afraid of chaos in the world suddenly raised their necks one after another, looking at Jun Wei and the others with murderous intent.

With the sound of the wind blowing in the array, they quickly dispersed, forming a large cone-shaped array, and the magic weapon in their hands was revealed, and under the surge of killing intent, it was suddenly overwhelming.

This is a tacit understanding, a kind of murderous aura that has been on the battlefield for a long time, Guiyuan City does not raise idlers, these monks who join Guiyuan City are fighting all the time, fighting for the territory and resources of Guiyuan City.

Therefore, when they released their killing intent and formed in a uniform formation, they immediately suppressed Junwei and the others!

"Do you know that you killed my person from the Escape Gate?" Jun Wei's face sank into the water, without the smile he had before, and the killing intent in his eyes was getting stronger, but a look of surprise flashed in the depths of it.

Feng Qingyang flicked his fingers to kill people before, although it saw his movements, it was still a beat slower than him, and when he wanted to save the disciple who spoke, he found that he had cracked his eyebrows and fallen into the void, but he was already dead!

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Feng Qingyang did not show weakness, completely ignoring his coercion and killing intent, and the five hundred black-armored troops behind him released their killing intent in unison.

Suddenly, the sky was surging, and a great battle broke out when I saw it!

But at this time, Lord Lingxue suddenly intervened between the two, he looked at Feng Qingyang with a pair of charming eyes, and glanced at Junwei affectionately and indifferently, and said coquettishly: "What are you doing?

Burst......

Everyone was overwhelmed, and even Feng Qingyang, who was originally full of murderous intent, almost choked on a mouthful of saliva, and he looked at the woman in front of him carefully.

I saw her voice in a long pink dress, revealing an arm like a white lotus root, and the light on it flashed, and suddenly a faint fragrance came.

"Sure enough, it's a strange woman!" Although it was the first time he had seen this woman, a sense of familiarity flashed in his heart, which did not mean that he had known each other in the first place.

It's -- that kind of character!

This character is very similar to Qian Duoduo, the same brutality, the same willfulness and unreasonableness, but the difference is that Qian Duoduo is not as coquettish as her, on the contrary, there is a kind of frankness!

"Duoduo......" he couldn't help but mutter.

"Who is Duoduo?"