Autumn stood at the corner of the street, surrounded by no one around. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's a busy city, and even in the evening, people often pass by, but it's still noon, and there is no sound of people around. It can be seen that the other party has laid a net. Now the little black charcoal in his hand has also been taken away by the goshawk, and he has lost his biggest support.

Autumn yelled, "Why don't you do it if you want to deal with me?"

Footsteps sounded in front of him, and Fang Wutong's figure appeared in front of him. When he saw the autumn, he stopped talking, and finally said, "I'm here to say goodbye to you." ”

"Goodbye?"

Fang Wutong nodded and said, "I persuaded you to come to Baiyun City, but I didn't expect it to become like this, and I am also responsible." ”

Autumn walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you guys to be quite interesting......"

Fang Wutong was stunned.

Autumn said: "Since I came here, you have not looked for me, and I never imagined that you would come at such a time. If it weren't for you, I would have died in Hot Spring City, what do you have to feel guilty about. ”

Fang Wutong said: "I still have to persuade you, give up resistance, I guarantee that you will have a decent end." ”

"What's the end?" said Autumn with a sudden smile. If someone else came to persuade him, he would definitely be beaten by him. But he has some understanding of Fang Wutong's personality, and this person still has some human feelings.

Fang Wutong swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his voice was a little astringent, and said: "Disarm the force, take out the heart of a warrior, do not open the trial, and secretly transfer to Zhulu Mountain to be imprisoned ......" Speaking of this, he said: "Actually, this condition is already better, you must know that Zhulu Mountain is not a prison, and the conditions are still okay, but your actions will be monitored." ”

"Oh, if you killed the people of the Lin family and actually gave me such a good treatment, wouldn't Lin Qiandao die in vain?"

Fang Wutong's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Miss Lin didn't pursue this matter, and the teacher and I did our best to fight for your ......."

In fact, he did not participate in the negotiations, but after learning about it, he still came in a hurry, which shows that this person is still more righteous.

Autumn patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't say it, I refuse." ”

"But you don't have any chance of winning......"

"That's also my business!" Autumn said, "From the moment I planned to kill Lin Qiandao, there was no turning back. It's a big deal, but if you want me to give in, I will never agree. ”

Fang Wutong seemed to wilt, his shoulders collapsed, and said, "I know." You take care. ”

He secretly whispered: "Those city lords hold their own identities and will not repeatedly deal with a junior. The hot spring city lord and the white cloud city lord have already made a move. You have to be careful of Forest City Lord Mo Qufeng, his martial arts eight-vein divine wind is very difficult to deal with...... However, you can win the city lord of Golden Stone City, maybe...... Alas......" he shook his head: "But the back...... The chances are not very great......"

Autumn warmed her heart and said "thank you". But he smiled bitterly in his heart: when he had little black charcoal, he could only barely defeat Huangshi, not to mention the current embarrassment.

Not long after Fang Wutong left, the fog around him suddenly shook, and the winds intertwined, rolling up the fog, blowing towards Qiuqiu's body, blowing the hem of his clothes to the point of hunting and shaking.

Autumn said: "You're welcome, it's my honor to do it yourself." ”

The wind is getting stronger.

In autumn, it was discovered that this wind is different from ordinary winds, it is a stream, each wind has a specific direction, like a line or a stream of water, which can control the direction, and each wind has a different direction between them, and the two adjacent winds may be completely opposite. This strange phenomenon makes the air have the power to crack flesh and skin.

"My eight-vein divine wind is a qigong martial art born out of the old era. It is said that it is the eight veins, but in fact it is far more than the eight veins. You pay attention. ”

Mo Qufeng didn't show up, but his voice was very clear, and the thick volume seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Autumn stretched out his hand, and two very different currents of air rushed his hand to a faint pain. He nodded and said, "Sure enough, it's a divine skill." ”

He had an idea, and his mental strength secretly flowed, and he used his mental force field.

At this time, the air flow in the air has changed again, and the wind strands that were originally flowing rapidly have become slower according to a certain pattern.

Mo Qufeng sighed and said, "You kid, you are weird. ”

And the wind roared.

Each stream of air twisted like a living snake, forming dead knots in the air, and Autumn also increased the effect of the mental force field, trying to untie these dead knots.

A large bare tree nearby, a branch of which was stirred by the air current, kept shaking. As a result of the artificial cultivation of these trees, their branches are as strong as steel and do not break easily. But this level of shaking is enough to prove that the wind is strong.

And in the core of the wind circle, the body of autumn is also like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying. With the detection of the mental force field, he can easily perceive the direction of each air flow, make predictions in advance, deflect his body, and swing with the wind to reduce the force.

His mental force field also interfered with the other party's control of the wind, so that Mo Qufeng had to increase the thickness of the air flow, and he could no longer control the wind flow finely, and it was easy for Autumn to dodge.

After five minutes, Autumn's body shook as if it had been hit by a tide, and she vomited a mouthful of blood. It was a hedge against his inability to cut the Eight Veins Wind, and his back was hit hard. Then his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees on one foot.

He couldn't help but think that it would be nice if there was a small black charcoal there, so that he could use the devouring starry sky to send these air currents into the black hole. But at the same time, a voice from the old shovel sounded in his head: no need to rely on hedrons. Perhaps the old man had foreseen it.

The wind flow became smaller, and Mo Qufeng jumped down from the tree.

It was a very small old man, with his hair fluttering in the wind, a rosacea, and a pair of mung bean eyes. But the expression behind his back with his hands behind his back is very bold of a generation of grandmasters.

"You've lost! It's been a long time since I've met such a nice young man, if it weren't for ......" he sighed and said, "Young man, let me ask you, have you ever been to Forest City, and met a white-haired old man and a white tiger in the middle of Forest City?"

At this time in the autumn, his whole body was sore, and a few wind currents still enveloped him, making him unable to move.

"You mean the white robe? I did run into him. ”

Mo Qufeng raised his head and said quietly: "I changed my name again...... Let me tell you, he is my teacher. It seems that you have a good relationship, and even he taught you the mental force field. ”

Autumn said: "He didn't teach it to me, I learned it secretly." ”

Mo Qufeng was stunned after hearing this, and immediately laughed, laughed twice, and suddenly glared at him and said: "Now, I believe that there is a boundary between geniuses and ordinary people, he is one, and you are one." ”

From the other side, a person came out of the fog and said, "City Lord Mo doesn't need to talk to him, just leave it to us." ”

As soon as Autumn heard this gloomy voice, he knew that it was the arrival of mortal heaven. He just wondered how the Ministry of Defense personnel, who were usually inseparable from the five major families, were now so good with them.

Mo Qufeng was a little displeased when he saw that Fan Tianping came out to interrupt him for no reason, but there was an agreement between the two sides, and he was not easy to attack, so he snorted heavily and turned his head and left.

Fan Tian said to Qiu: "I'm really sorry to make you suffer." Leave it to me. ”

The airflow on Autumn's body suddenly lightened, and he smashed towards Fantian.