When Sanssouci was holding his head and leaving the arena amid the scolding of everyone, there was a sudden scream in the crowd. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh my God, someone jumped off the building!" a woman screamed.

Everyone followed the woman's screams, and just saw Seven Kills jumping from a dozen floors of tall buildings, and in everyone's exclamations, Seven Kills took advantage of a few footholds on the high-rise, and after a few overturns in the air, an aerial leap jumped straight into the large shopping mall next to the high-rise.

"Fairy ······" A man looked at it with dementia, completely fascinated by the light skills of the seven killings in front of him.

"That's, Sixth Order?" Wu Wu said in shock, since he felt the sword intent, he had already had a general understanding of the momentum of the ancient martial artist himself, and the momentum exuded by the woman flying in the air in front of him was the unique momentum of the sixth realm of the ancient martial artist!

"What sixth order, do you know?" Xing Wuchou said in confusion on the side.

Wuwu shook his head, and he also wondered in his heart, in this Chang'an City, if there are still a few fifth-order masters, but the sixth-order, as far as Wuwu knows, there is really no one. Of course, Mu Immortals who are already seventh-order don't count······

Just as she was in doubt, the woman suddenly let out a loud bang from the room she had flown out of, followed by countless cracks on the upper and lower floors of the room.

After a loud "boom", a red-haired man surrounded by a blood-red circle of light flew out of the house in an embarrassed manner, and directly burst into the crowd out of thin air.

"Mole ants!" the red-haired man grinned as he slammed his slam on the ground, stood up in embarrassment, and glanced at the crowd around him who had fallen into dementia.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to a man in front of him, the man who was more than ten meters away was sucked into the red-haired man's hand as if he was being sucked up.

The red-haired man who fell into the crowd was none other than Nan Feng, the head of the Afterlife Association Asia who fought against Mu Xian! Originally, under Nan Feng's thoughts, even if he was not Mu Xian's opponent as a seventh-order person, he still had a grasp of Mu Xian's strength after a few hundred rounds.

But what they never expected was that after the two of them collided only once, their blood domain was shattered by Mu Xian's sword domain, and even their dantian suffered a lot of damage.

Nan Feng opened his mouth and bit the man's neck fiercely, and in just three seconds, the man was no longer breathing.

"Although it is fast to absorb essence blood, the effect is not as good as sucking the blood of the whole person, it seems that you need to suck a few more. Nan Feng licked his lips, and after sucking the essence and blood around the man's heart, he suddenly felt that his unstable dantian had calmed down a lot after the previous domain was damaged.

"Ah!!!! ghost!" The surrounding crowd saw that the man was caught by Nan Feng for three seconds and then did not move, and finally knew that the red-haired young man in front of him who was a little handsome and sunny was not friend or foe, and ran around one after another.

"Run!" After snorting at Jing Kezhu and the others, he hurriedly pulled Jing Kezhu and ran.

"It's you, funny boy. Nan Feng saw at a glance that he had been concerned about Wuwu before, looked up at Mu Xian, who was flying down from the upper floor, and immediately kicked his feet, the figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Wuwu.

Nan Feng playfully looked at the Jing Kezhu that Wu Wu was holding, stretched out his hand and waved a force that appeared out of thin air knocked over Wu Wu, and then directly grabbed Jing Kezhu's neck, licked his mouth and said to Wu Wu: "Boy, this is your girlfriend, do you want her to live, or let her die?"

After Wuwu was knocked over by Nan Feng, he got up from the ground with difficulty, and at this time, Mu Xian had already leaped over, stood beside Wu Wu, stopped Wu Wu, who was about to rush up and fight with Nan Feng, and said coldly: "Let go of her, I will leave you alive." ”

"Release people?" Nan Feng smiled evilly and said, "General Mu Xian, have you ever heard of any of the people who were caught by us in the afterlife, and we took the initiative to let them go?"

"What if there is, what if you don't, if you don't let people go, you have to die!" Mu Xian said coldly.

Wu Wu looked at Jing Kezhu who was caught in Nan Feng's hand, Jing Kezhu at this time clenched his teeth tightly, stubbornly did not make a sound, and after seeing Wu Wu's worried eyes, he even smiled back as if comforting.

"Kill Matt, you'd better be lightly subordinate, or I'll break your dog's legs!" said Wuwu angrily, looking at Jing Kezhu who was tightly grasped by Nan Feng, he couldn't help but be secretly anxious.

Nan Feng laughed and said, "Boy, how about we make a deal?" You join our afterlife meeting, and I will release your woman. ”

"The Afterlife, it turns out that you are a member of the Afterlife, and let me join your heartless organization, what you think is quite beautiful. ”

After Nan Feng let out a long sigh, he smiled and said, "According to what you say, no matter whether I let go of your woman or not, you will regard our afterlife as an enemy, so please tell me, why did I let her go?"

Nan Feng said, and the hand holding Jing Kezhu's neck suddenly exerted force, causing Jing Kezhu to let out a painful struggle sound.

"you!" After scolding without worry, he was about to rush forward, but he was stopped by Mu Xian again, and said coldly: "The opportunity is given to you." ”

In Nan Feng's surprise, Mu Xian shouted in a low voice: "Out of the sheath!"

Jing Kezhu had been carrying a carefree forgetfulness behind his back, and suddenly flew out of the scabbard and hung upside down above the heads of Nan Feng and Jing Kezhu.

"This ······ What's the situation with this sword?" Nan Feng was stunned and said, it's not that he hasn't seen a divine weapon, since the dark energy mutation, after the transformation of dark energy, there are a lot of divine weapons that cut iron like clay, but a weapon that can fly out of thin air by itself, even the well-informed Nan Feng is unheard of.

"It's a sword, but maybe it's not a sword either, put her down and leave by yourself, leaving you with a dog's life, and take it another day. Mu Xian put his hands behind his back and said coldly.

Nan Feng looked up at the sorrow hanging above his head, swallowed his saliva, and said after pondering for a while: "Okay, I'll leave today, let's fight again another day!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Feng took a deep look at the forgetfulness on the top of his head, then turned his head to look at Wu Wu, let go of the right hand that grabbed Jing Kezhu's neck, and squatted down and disappeared after an afterimage.

Wuwu looked at Jing Kezhu who fell to the ground, and hurriedly rushed up to support Jing Kezhu's body, looked at the red neck and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jing Kezhu shook his head slightly, staggered to his feet, and handed the sword scabbard that he had forgotten his sorrow to Wuwu: "The sword will be returned to you." ”

Worry-free and bitter: "It's all about this at this time." Then he looked up at the forgotten sorrow hanging in the air, and after hesitating for a while, he still made up his mind and asked Xiang Muxian: "What is the secret of this sword?"