At noon, when the group sat down to eat together, everyone seemed to be fine.

Beitang Feixue no longer lost her temper, Yanlan no longer frowned, and Yanzhu seemed to slowly come out of that nightmare.

"Tomorrow we will leave the Huayin Inn and fall back to Songpa. "The wind has arrived for a hundred miles.

Beitang Feixue frowned: "Why? We're about to arrive at Huashan." ”

Baili Xingfeng said: "The people of the Heavenly Cult have chased and killed, and this morning, the helmsman of the Huayin Branch of the Heavenly Cult came to kill me, and I killed him. It is estimated that the people of the Heavenly Cult will still come, for the sake of safety, we will fall back to Songpa, and with Uncle Shi, your safety can be guaranteed. ”

Everyone didn't speak, just ate in silence.

After lunch, Baili Xingfeng taught the Sword Sect's sword technique to Yan Lan.

After that, everyone went back to their rooms to practice

In another room of the Huayin Inn, a woman shrouded in a black robe was quietly thinking about something.

Suddenly, the woman pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Falling back to Songpo? Interesting, very interesting! It seems that the road has to be arranged." Hundred miles of wind, you will be a fuse, the entire martial arts, will be in chaos because of you, I am looking forward to it, with your ability, what step can you do?"

The woman shrouded in black robes picked up a cup of tea and took a sip gently, the corners of her mouth slightly arced, weird and mysterious!

On the seventh day of February, it was sunny.

A carriage slowly drove out of the Huayin Inn, and the direction of the carriage was Luosongpo.

Beitang Feixue frowned and said: "Baili Xingfeng, can you hurry up, I'm really tired of sitting in the carriage, hurry up and speed up, get off the car early and rest early." ”

Yanlan said: "It's better not to be too fast, the carriage is fast and bumpy, and the back hurts, so it's better to take it slowly, don't rush." ”

Baili Xingfeng nodded: "Feixue, you can accommodate Yanlan, you have been cultivating for a while, and your body is stronger, Yanlan and Yanzhu are all weak women, and they can't stand the toss, let's just take our time, don't be too fast." ”

Chang'an City, falling pine slope, desperate cliff.

Holding a long sword, a seat in black, and a grim face, Helian Feihu knelt on one knee, quietly waiting for something.

Under the misty abyss, suddenly, a touch of purple gradually floated up.

After a while, they reached the top of the Cliff of Despair.

Helian Feihu said respectfully: "Subordinates, see the sect leader." ”

A purple dress is noble and elegant, with a touch of mystery. With long hair and waist-length face, his face is beautiful, but his expression is forever cold as ice. The woman in purple held a sword in her hand, stood on the edge of the cliff, and her voice was cold and indifferent: "Get up!"

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

The woman in purple said coldly: "Something?"

Helian Feihu said: "Sect Master, Liuxia Qingyun is dead. ”

"Which willow is under the clouds?"

Helian Feihu said: "Huayin divides the rudder and helmsman, the judge's pen, and the willows are green." ”

The woman in purple turned cold: "How did you die?"

Helian Feihu said: "In the first month, there is a young man named Baili Xingfeng, who killed the son of the night soon after he arrived in Chang'an City. This willow and the night are old friends. On the fourth day of the first month of February, the wind traveled for hundreds of miles to Huayin County. Liuxia Qingyun once told the disciples of Huayin to avenge the Yetianzi, but Liuxia Qingyun died. ”

"How can I see him dead?"

"Because Liuxia Qingyun has not returned for three days, and the flying pigeon from Huayin County has passed the book, Baili Xingfeng is still alive, since Baili Xingfeng is still alive, then Liuxia Qingyun is not there. ”

"Kill a hundred miles of Xingfeng!" said the woman in purple lightly.

"Yes, follow the Sect Master's decree!"

The woman in purple turned around, turned a touch of purple on her toes, jumped off the cliff of despair, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Congratulations to the sect leader. With that, Helian Flying Tiger also instantly turned into an afterimage and left the Desperate Cliff

In the depths of Chang'an City, the palace of the Supreme League is resplendent and magnificent.

The leader of the Supreme Alliance, Yutai Yexiong, was wearing golden armor and sat on the golden chair.

The corners of his mouth lifted a sly and sinister smile: "Wulin, it's finally messed up, hahahahahahaha!!ha

Beside Yutai Yexiong, an old man in black said: "Young master, will this matter be too hasty, what if there is a mistake?"

Yutai Yexiong's face turned cold: "Call the alliance leader, and the word young master will not be mentioned for the time being." ”

"Yes, Alliance Master. ”

Yutai Yexiong said: "Don't worry, everything is under control." ”

The old man in black said, "The young master is so confident?"

He stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and sneered: "Hehe, no matter how people in the world fight, this Seal Dragon Treasure Box is still mine, the thousand-year-old treasure is still mine, and this world will also be mine, hahahahaha, hahahahaha!"

On the eighth day of February, the sun is shining in the sky and the breeze is gusting.

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly at the foot of the Cloud Mountain.

Yunwu Mountain is a picturesque place, just because there is Huashan nearby, so this Yunwu Mountain, few people remember.

The carriage drove slowly.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot at a rapid pace.

Baili Xingfeng, who was driving the carriage, was expressionless, and saw that his right hand shook slightly, and there was an extra sword in his hand, a giant sword, and the sword, just in front of his throat, just blocked the cold arrow.

The carriage was still moving slowly.

After a while, somehow, Baili Xingfeng suddenly grabbed the reins, and his eyes swept around coldly.

After a while, from the tops of the trees on both sides of the road, among the grass, and behind the big rocks, more than a dozen figures popped up one after another.

Then, among the dozen or so figures, a grim man holding a long sword and wearing a black power suit walked out.

Baili Xingfeng's cold eyes glanced at him, and said coldly: "Long time no see!"

The man with a long sword in his hand and a grim face also said coldly: "It's been a long time!"

Baili Xingfeng stared at him and said coldly: "Helian Feihu, you shouldn't come here, you should wait for me during the battle for Sword Venerable." ”

Yes, the grim man with a long sword in hand and a black power suit is the new owner of the Luosong Inn, Helian Feihu. He smiled coldly: "Shouldn't you come? My master ordered me to kill you now!"

Baili Xingfeng said coldly: "You should know that you are not my opponent at all. ”

Helian Feihu's face turned cold: "Last time, because of carelessness, I lost a move to you, today, I will go all out." Besides, if you were alone, you would still have a chance to escape, but unfortunately, you brought three women with you. Hehe, a hundred miles of wind, today, you will lose badly!"

"Really, you try?" Baili Xingfeng's face turned cold, and his right hand held Juque tightly, and the murderous aura around him gradually spread.