Yunxiao makes a sword, the move is not another move, it is the move of the Divine Sword Gate, but it is not the move in "Divine Sword Breaking the Sky", Yunxiao thinks that he can't reach that point. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, although it is not a subtle move, it is still amazingly powerful when it is used in Yunxiao's hands, and more than a dozen quasi-first-class masters do not have the slightest advantage.

The black-clothed leader couldn't help but look sideways, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for a few days, and the opponent's martial arts had made great progress, and he didn't expect that this person would not only make the Shadowless Divine Fist, but also make the Divine Sword Sect moves. And the class next to him was different, he didn't blink when he saw it, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and didn't know how to close it, he never expected that the martial arts of this brother in charge who he had just met would be so high. About twenty or so passed, more than a dozen people in black had gradually lost the wind, and the leader in black was very angry, and scolded: "A group of rice buckets!"

Yunxiao has no fear, and the sword technique of the Divine Sword Gate makes it more and more powerful, what 'flying sword breaks the stream', 'long sword blows willows', 'sword dances east wind', 'sword rain pierces the forest'...... One move makes it as fast as a move, and one move makes it stronger than a move, so that all the people in black can't get any benefits.

Of course, the black-clothed leader is not a vegetarian, and since he joined the battle group, the situation has changed greatly, and he has turned the tide in one fell swoop. I saw him use the lightning triple slash move, specializing in the three ways under the clouds, and the clouds danced out one sword flower after another to block his attacks, half of his mind was on dealing with him, and half of his mind was on dealing with the dozen or so black-clothed people who were besieging, and for a while, the moves were not chaotic and would not be defeated.

"Bullying less with more, relying on more to win, what kind of hero is it!"

At the soft sound station, a white shadow jumped in, and his person was holding a jade flute, with a graceful demeanor, and it was Feng Qitong who came.

Yunxiao's heart was overjoyed, and he was even more surprised, and shouted "Brother Feng", Feng Qitong smiled in return, and the black-clothed leader roared angrily: "It's you again!"

Feng Qitong sneered: "What if it's me?"

Don't say more, you will kill the general and help the clouds. The black-clothed leader was furious, his eyes were about to pop out, and he looked at Feng Qitong angrily and scolded: "Son of a bitch, I have repeatedly spoiled me, see if I don't kill you!"

Feng Qitong couldn't help but say more, just chuckled and concentrated on the enemy. With Feng Qitong joining the battle group, Yunxiao's pressure was reduced, and the two were in one place, Feng Qitong was responsible for attacking the black-clothed leader, and Yunxiao fully dealt with more than a dozen black-clothed people, and in an instant, the battle situation immediately changed. Before, the enemy was strong and I was weak, but now it has become equal, and with a series of battles, it has gradually become that I am strong and the enemy is weak.

Seeing that the victory and defeat were about to be decided, Ban Buyi, who was watching the battle, applauded, and the black-clothed leader was about to explode, and he couldn't stop screaming, and seeing that several of his subordinates were injured, and they didn't want to lose or lose, they immediately whistled, and said "The wind is blowing", and more than a dozen people flew up and fled outside the courtyard wall, and went away angrily!

Yunxiao and Feng Qitong watched them run away, and the two just stopped, but they didn't chase after them.

"Brother in charge, are you okay?"

Ban Buyi saw that there was some blood on Yunxiao's cuffs, and hurriedly asked.

Yunxiao shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, I accidentally cut the opening!"

Feng Qitong looked at it, saw that it was only a small injury, and he was not very concerned, but just looked at Ban Buyi, and asked, "Brother Xiao, who is this child?"

Yunxiao said: "His name is Ban Buyi, and he is a registered disciple accepted by Mu Zhangmen before!"

Feng Qitong said "oh", if he realized, he immediately smiled: "The class is different, it's not ordinary, haha!"

When Ban Bu saw him making fun of himself, he was a little displeased, and squinted and secretly glared at Feng Qitong.

Yunxiao touched his head, shook his head and smiled, and said to Feng Qitong: "Brother Feng saved me again, why did Brother Feng come?"

Feng Qitong waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I expected that these people would definitely come to trouble Brother Yun, so I didn't worry about it, so I followed, I didn't want to be as expected, these people are so endless!"

Yunxiao saw that he was worried about his safety, and he was very grateful, and he clenched his fists deeply.

Feng Qitong hurriedly helped him up, but his face showed a complicated look, he pondered for a while, immediately stepped away, looked back and hugged his fists and said: "Brother Xiao will have a period in the future, the younger brother has something to do, I will not accompany him, we will have a period later!"

Before Yunxiao could react, he had already flown away. Yunxiao saw that he was in a hurry, and he didn't know why, but when he was about to inquire, he was gone, and he had to admire Feng Qitong's speed.

It was already evening, Yunxiao and Ban Buyi hastily cleaned up the courtyard, and then put incense wax on the Muzhang tablet, took Ban Buyi to the place where Muzhangmen's urn was buried, kowtowed a few times, and left.

This class of little guys didn't want him to go, so they dragged Yunxiao to his house to rest without mentioning it!

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the night is gloomy, and the whole city of Nanjing seems to be shrouded in darkness, and there is no light to be seen. The cold night is deep, the wind is gusting, full of weirdness and treachery, but it blows not evil, but injustice. The rich family compound, a mansion covering an area of nearly 10,000 acres, has long been extinguished at this moment. Everybody's asleep, right? Exactly, everybody's asleep. But there is one other than one, and that is a bedroom in the east wing of the rich mansion. The owners of this bedroom, a man and a woman, are Fu Jia and his ninth aunt, they had been resting, but they woke up at this moment, not naturally, but suddenly.

"Ah, you...... Who are you? are you human...... Or a ghost?"

The room was extremely dark, and Fu Jia asked in a trembling voice with half of his body in the middle of the quilt, half of his body propped up. His ninth aunt was too far behind him, shivering, her face was colorless, and she was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

"Hehe, who am I? I'm a hellish ghost, and I've come to you tonight!" said the dark shadow standing in front of his bed, and his voice was wonderful.

Fu Jia looked at the black shadow in front of him, and couldn't see his face clearly, because he was wearing a mask, and he could vaguely see that he was wearing a red dress and long hair, which was really scary like a ghost.

"You...... What do you want to do?" asked Fu Jia boldly.

The "terrible ghost" smiled faintly and said in a gloomy voice: "What are you doing? I'm from hell, what are you talking about?"

Fu Jia was already in a cold sweat, but Rao was scary, he also retained a little sobriety, in the vast world, he didn't believe that there were ghosts in the world. He asked aloud, "Who the hell are you? Who sent you?"

The "terrible ghost" said coldly: "Hades sent me to ask for your life!"

After that, he pulled out an object from his waist with a "sigh", as thin as a cicada's wings, like a thin sword.

Seeing this, Fu Jia's body shrank into the bed, and the ninth aunt was so frightened that she screamed.

"Someone, someone......"

Fu Jia shouted loudly, but no matter how much he roared, there seemed to be no movement.