Situ Nantian may be a little irritable and belongs to the type of person who doesn't talk much, but he is by no means a stupid person, but he is a little similar to Xueling'er, and he is too lazy to think about it. Anyway, with his strength and the forces behind him, the vast majority of the situation is directly pushed sideways. Just like opponents of the level of Youyun Palace and Sacred Heart Xuan, they will be destroyed with a wave of their hands, and life is so boring and boring. As for the Qingfeng Dao Sect, which had been ignored by him before, because he was not qualified to enter his eyes at all.

After being reminded by the wind and dust, Situ Nantian also began to turn his brain, and at the same time thought about it a lot, and then he didn't have to think about it for a long time. Accustomed to pushing horizontally, it is also used to not using your mind. But after thinking about it, a Qingfeng Dao Sect really has nothing worth calculating, so he simply said to Fengchen: "Okay, I don't want to think so much, you know more about this matter than I do, and you must think about it more thoroughly than I hastily thought about it." If you need my help, you can just say it. ”

"A group of old guys in the sect are intrigued, annoying to death all day long, and I really don't want to think about these things outside. ”

When Fengchen heard this, it became clear in an instant, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are fights, and there are all kinds of disputes in a small additional courtyard, not to mention a giant like the Donghua Sect, and the competition for power and resources is bound to be extremely fierce. Thinking of this, Fengchen didn't sell more with Situ Nantian, and revealed his plans and plates. Xue Ling'er also quietly concentrated, after all, Fengchen had mysteriously joked with her before she wanted to remain mysterious. It's impossible to say not to be curious.

Of course, Xue Ling'er also knew that if she really wanted to ask, Fengchen would never hide it from her, but isn't this where the joy of life lies? Without these, there will be a lot less fun, just like now, this feeling of eavesdropping to uncover the answer and satisfy curiosity is full of fun. While maintaining his "cold" character in front of Situ Nantian, he eavesdropped.

As for Situ Nantian, after listening to Fengchen's plan, he glanced at Fengchen meaningfully, as if to say, "Little brother, yes, I really didn't expect you to be such a person." I love it, though. "Of course, the above is purely Fengchen's inner obscenity, Situ Nantian has already left, to do what Fengchen arranged for him, vigorously and resolutely, without the slightest drag. It's just that before leaving, Situ Nantian also stuffed Fengchen with a storage bag and thanked him.

As soon as Situ Nantian left here, the storage bag in Fengchen's hand had not had time to warm up, and he was taken away by a wind-like shadow. "Come and show me what's good. ”

"Money junkies. Fengchen laughed, and didn't care too much, anyway, the Donghua Sect was wealthy, and it was only when he heard Blood Ling'er's exclamation and looked at it curiously that he finally understood what the real wealth was. All kinds of treasures and elixirs are dazzling, and it is no exaggeration to say that the Guyang Sect at this moment can't sell so much.

"That's a wonderful guy. ”

"Do you keep it or do I keep it?" Fengchen asked.

"Of course you take it, I don't care about this trouble, you come to settle the account, I just ask you for what you lack, how good is this. Just the flowers, don't worry about it. "What Blood Ling'er said is reasonable.

"Okay, okay, you just care about the flowers. "Wind and dust are indispensable. Anyway, it's what you say, just pet it. "Is there anything you need? If not, it's time to go. ”

Blood Ling'er stopped joking: "Let's go." "Coincidentally, Xu Changlong and Zhang Daocheng Wuxin monks also happened to come to gather.

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As the so-called moon is dark and windy, when killing people and setting fires, three days and nights have passed unconsciously, and it is a dark and windy night of a month at this moment. The five people of Fengchen had been following behind the team of the Qingfeng Dao Sect for three days and nights, and with the black hand that had been secretly placed in the square three days ago, a small mark of a curse, several people were hanging far behind, just a little farther than the perception range of the monks in the late stage of the Tribulation. It won't be discovered, and it's guaranteed that you won't be lost.

In three days, he has already entered the sphere of influence of the Qingfeng Dao Sect, and it is not far from the mountain gate of the Qingfeng Dao Sect. The time was just right, and it was time to make a move, just enough to be able to quickly rush to the mountain gate of the Qingfeng Dao Sect after killing this team. They won't be given much time to react in case something slips through the net.

As the commander-in-chief of the battle, Fengchen gave the order to fight. The next five men began to move separately according to the previous plan. Zhang Daocheng, Wuxin Monk and Xu Changlong left first, they would go to the vicinity of the mountain gate of the Qingfeng Dao Sect before, and set up a large array around them, not the kind of killing array that enveloped a few mountains, that was not realistic, even if there were such conditions, the resources consumed would be too great.

Instead, it is to throw down the array disk that disrupts the space at a specific space node to prevent the possible teleportation array within the Qingfeng Dao Sect, and at the same time, it is also to restrict the Tribulation Monk from shuttling through the space, otherwise there is no overwhelming strength, and it is too difficult to kill a Tribulation Monk. But with the array disk that disrupts the spatial nodes, as long as he dares to shuttle through the space, he will be self-defeating and will be swept into the spatial turbulence.

In the second half of the night, Fengchen finally received a message from Zhang Daocheng, and Fengchen and Xueling'er glanced at each other and smiled.

"Action. ”

Blood Ling'er directly turned into a faint blood shadow, "floating" forward, Fengchen focused all his attention on the direction of Blood Ling'er's departure, and didn't let him wait long, and two sword groans that illuminated half of the star dome came from the small city in the distance.

"The feast has officially begun. Fengchen threw down the array disk to activate and block the last space node, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He snapped his fingers with a very sense of ceremony, and the six pairs of blood-red eyes around him lit up at the same time. It was the six-headed Qingxuan puppet guards who had completed their charging and were fully firepowered, and they didn't need to say anything more about Fengchen, and the six-headed Qingxuan puppet guards followed the orders already issued by Fengchen and surrounded the battlefield in front. Fengchen walked slowly behind, followed by ghost-like corpse soldiers.

As if a king is patrolling his territory, there is indeed nothing too much to worry about, and today's battle situation is definitely nine out of ten. Blood Ling'er felt that he had just sneaked over to sneak attack Li (Yun) Feng, just looking at Li Qingfeng's furious sword light, he expected that this sneak attack must be very successful, even if Li (Yun) Feng was immortal, he was definitely half-disabled. In this way, the other party is left with Li Qingfeng's fighting power, with the strength of Blood Ling'er, plus a few Qingxuan puppet guards, the ending is already doomed from the beginning.

And the fact is indeed according to the script, Li Qingfeng, as a pure sword cultivator, is indeed strong, but Blood Ling'er is also not bad. It is rare for Li Qingfeng to be a lonely man for a long time, and when the wind and dust arrived slowly, he was fortunate to see the last glory of this male lord.

A Taoist robe stained with blood, and the flying sword surrounded Li Qingfeng with a mournful roar, indescribably desolate and mournful, coupled with the sky-high fire in the small city, the ravines covering the earth, and the figures scattered and fleeing. Fengchen found that his side seemed to be a naked villain. Obviously, he is the one who stands on the right path, although he is ruthless, but he is only for revenge.

"Alas, please ask Sect Master Li to rest in peace soon, you are so tired of working so hard. "The wind and dust are fluttering.

Hearing Fengchen speak, Li Qingfeng finally looked at it, just now all his attention was on dealing with Blood Ling'er and Qingxuan Puppet Guard, and he didn't have the strength to investigate the surroundings anymore, and he didn't notice Fengchen's arrival. At this moment, listening to Fengchen's words, Li Qingfeng was angry and angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was undisguised strong killing intent in his eyes when he looked at Fengchen. It was as if he wanted to eat his flesh, sleep his skin, and drink his blood. 、

Regarding Li Qingfeng's attitude towards himself, Fengchen just smiled slightly, which is normal.

"You kid is so vicious, the old man hates, hates!" Li Qingfeng roared, the flying sword buzzed, and suddenly disappeared.

Fengchen instantly felt a huge sense of crisis attacking, knowing that this was Li Qingfeng's attack on himself, the angry blow of a great monk in the late stage of the Tribulation, its power should definitely not be underestimated, even if it was the same Tribulation, it would change color. It's just that Fengchen is not afraid at all, his expression is indifferent, and he doesn't move at all, "Just kidding, I really think that the corpse soldiers behind me are decorations." "It's right to make the Tribulation change color, but your own corpse soldiers are not Tribulation.

It's just that before it was the turn of the corpse soldier to make a move, a hazy blood shadow had already appeared between Fengchen and Li Qingfeng, a cold ice long sword in his hand, raised his hand, raised his sword, a sword groan, a mournful roar, but saw that the flying sword that disappeared just now had been split out, and then with a whimper, it was directly broken into two in mid-air. At the same time as the flying sword shattered, Li Qingfeng, who was already languishing, couldn't stop bleeding from his seven orifices, and instantly seemed to be dozens of years old.

"Qingfeng!" Li Qingfeng's eyes were bleeding and tearful, and he called out tremblingly, like the old man who lacked strength and was in his old age. Qingfeng Sword in the hands of Qingfeng Daoist, most of the sword cultivation is on a sword of life cultivation, the sword is not only a sword, but also the spirit of the spirit, is the soul of the soul, is the existence of the Tao. The sword is there, and if the sword is gone, that person is not far from death.

This is where the sword cultivator's life lies, and it is also their strongest point, the hazy blood shadow slashes the long sword, it seems simple, but in fact, it has experienced too many collisions in the previous battle, a flying sword, the sword rejects the blood Ling'er and many powerful Qingxuan puppet guards for so long, it is enough to be proud.

"Sect Master Li has gone all the way. Fengchen clenched his fists, and this time he said sincerely: "It doesn't matter who is right or wrong in this matter, it doesn't matter who is right or wrong, the key is that I won, and Guyang Sect won." You're going to die, I'm still alive, that's enough. ”

After Fengchen finished speaking, he turned around, and the two Qingxuan puppet guards behind him were already bombarded with two fists to kill Li Qingfeng, who had lost his ability to resist, and even the Yuan Ying was shattered, and a great monk in the late stage of the Tribulation completely disappeared into heaven and earth.