Xiyun was still thinking about the strangeness of Ling Feiyan's words and deeds, when suddenly a cold light flashed like cold lightning, less than two feet away from his throat, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and change color in shock. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a strange scene, in the dark night, the blade turned into a ray of cold light, appeared out of thin air, and no one was seen at all.

Xiyun's eyes suddenly revealed two balls of essence, and the demon body retreated with an astonishing reaction speed, and fell backwards, and his right leg flew up, sweeping towards the void in front of him.

"Whew~" The shadow of the legs flashed, and after the wind fell, the air fluctuated like water ripples, and a dexterous black shadow flashed suddenly.

"Smack!" Xiyun kicked his right foot into the air and stepped on the ground, the speed was too fast, and the strength was too late to retract, and he stepped on the ground and sank a footprint.

"Qiang~" The long sword roared, the starlight flew quickly, and a strange arc flashed, like a meteor like rain, bright and dead, but it was Ling Feiyan's water mirror sword out of the sheath, reflecting the stars in the sky.

A black shadow appeared in the starlight disillusionment, two scimitars crossed against the tip of the sword, sparks splashed, and flashed three times in the blink of an eye.

Without waiting for Xiyun to step forward, the black shadow trembled slightly, and immediately flew back with its strength, flashing into the courtyard wall like a light smoke.

That scimitar couldn't be more familiar, the Ghost Fire Pirate Group Blood Killing Group, but Xiyun had never encountered such a terrifying bloodkill member, whether it was body or knife technique, it was definitely beyond a realm, Xiyun felt that this person was several times more terrifying than the Red Letter Spider.

Ling Feiyan used a sword to no avail, and shouted, "Where to go!" His figure flashed, and he chased into the courtyard, but he was very shocked in his heart, usually the assassin's knife technique walking in the dark is difficult to achieve the best realm, but this person's knife technique is extremely clever, if it weren't for his three times before and after, he counteracted the sword strength and gave birth to the power of counterattack, so that her second sword could not be activated at the first time, and it would definitely make him unable to escape death.

Xiyun didn't dare to slack off, he rose into the air, and his eyes swept around.

There is a room on each side of the northeast side of the courtyard, the doors are open, and there is a person sitting cross-legged on the ground in the north room, with a thin and stiff face, and he is a little four.

There were two people standing at the door of the east room, one holding a folding fan, and the white fan was painted with black ink with ghostly smiling faces, his face was extremely pale, dressed as a white scribe, and the smile on his face was the same as in the painting, which looked very strange.

The other person stood upright, a capable and energetic outfit set off the figure is very powerful, the face is solemn, and he holds a black spear in his left hand, the spear is close to a zhang, and the red tassels are flying.

Xiyun was secretly shocked, the four of them were all extraordinary, their cultivation was superb, and they were close to the sect craftsman, and the scimitar killer was gone, and he didn't know where to hide, and his breath was so constricted that he didn't leak it at all.

Ling Feiyan stood in the courtyard, the long sword pointed to the ground, the pretty face was as calm as water, her eyes were cold and bright, and she looked around the three of them coldly, but she was not afraid.

Xiyun flew into the void, the remaining strength was not dissipated, the center of gravity shifted slightly, the body tilted, the direction immediately changed, and fell to Ling Feiyan's side.

Xiao Si, Ghost Face, and Gunman's eyes all lit up slightly, and they secretly praised their good skills.

Being in the void, there is nowhere to borrow strength, even if you are a super-first-class master, don't want to change direction easily, not to mention that Xiyun's actions are not stained with fireworks at all, calm and calm, and even more extraordinary.

Xiyun was less than four feet from the ground, and suddenly there was a strange fluctuation in the void in front of him, and a cold light appeared, and two wisps of blue sword light like smoke slashed towards his chest and lower abdomen.

Xiyun was not shocked at all, the corners of his mouth showed a smile, his eyes were as bright as stars, his figure floating forward suddenly stagnated, his legs were raised and his knees stepped down, and he seemed to have a force of recoil, and his body was pulled up by a point, and his right hand became a knife, and he suddenly pulled up from the side of his thigh, and a sharp aura suddenly rushed out, as fast as lightning.

The black shadow was caught off guard, and with a dance of two knives, it flipped upside down, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A black cloth fell from the air, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground.

Xiyun landed, his eyes turned around, but he no longer saw the assassin, and chuckled, "I know that you won't let go of the opportunity, and you hide really fast." ”

The white-faced scholar grinned and said, "Old ghost, I didn't expect you to suffer too." This person's voice is as sharp as a needle, which makes people uncomfortable to listen to, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife, so that people dare not underestimate them.

Ling Feiyan turned his head slightly to look at the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar said: "What is the little lady looking at me like this? A good night is rare, could it be that you intend to serve me in bed?"

Ling Feiyan's face suddenly turned cold, and the air conditioner suddenly erupted, and the white-faced scholar on the top of the hood, "It's you, the white-faced talent Su Zhiping! It turns out that you actually took refuge under Hao Tonghaimen, if you hide in the sea for the rest of your life, it would be fine, now, hum!"

The white-faced scholar sensed Ling Feiyan's astonishing qi, his body immediately tensed, folded his fan, and said coldly, "What about now?"

"No mercy!" Ling Feiyan's killing machine skyrocketed, and even Xiyun was shocked, even in the face of Hao Tonghai, she was not as fierce as she was at the moment.

The gun-wielding man glanced at the scholar and said, "The white-faced Xiucai was changed to the Hundred Ghost Xiucai, and Su Zhiping was changed to Su Ping, you guy is really lazy, but he is also brave enough, even the fairies in the Ethereal Pavilion dare to spoil it." ”

"It's just a name, and it's not a big deal. The white-faced scholar glanced up and down unscrupulously with a pair of triangular eyes, and saw Feng Lan's undulating figure under Ling Feiyan's green clothes, and said with a smile: "The beauty is current, the mood is excited, and the Spring Festival is a moment, and I am willing to be a ghost." ”

Ling Feiyan's silver teeth were bitten secretly, and his body was about to rush over almost immediately, when he suddenly heard Xiyun say leisurely: "You probably really want to be a ghost tonight, but we are here for the Demon Lord's Arm." ”

Ling Feiyan finally succeeded in cultivating his mind, and when he heard the words, he recovered the swordsmanship realm that was as clear as a water mirror, glanced at the long black spear of the man with the gun, and said, "Your Excellency is the Demon Slayer Spear Fang Jin?"

"It turns out that the fairy of the Ethereal Pavilion actually recognizes me. The man's arm shook, and several black shadows appeared on the head of the spear, and the red tassels fluttered like flames, and he said coldly: "I am Fang Jin, but it is not a demon slaying gun, but a dragon slaying gun!"

Ling Feiyan said: "Back then, the single gun would be twins, and Fang Jin, who was as famous as Tang Kunlang, has now become a demon minion, Tang Xing's predecessors must be very sad if they know it." ”

"Hahaha~" Fang Jin suddenly let out a burst of laughter, but there was no smile, his eyes were blazing like fire, and his voice was as cold as ice, "In front of me, Tang Xing's old bastard will be miserable!"

Xiyun was slightly surprised, it turned out that this person was actually from the Single Gun Club, and Tang Tian's internal breath was called "Canglong Jin", and he changed his name to "Dragon Slayer Spear", could it be that he did hate the Tang family, I don't know why?

In the face of his threat, Ling Feiyan was calm and calm, turned a blind eye, and turned to look at Xiao Si, doubts flashed in her beautiful eyes, she felt that this person had some impressions, but she couldn't remember that with her trust in her memory, this situation should never happen.

There are not many disciples of the Ethereal Pavilion, but the down-line personnel are all over the place, and the intelligence ability is particularly outstanding, and the masters of various families and factions know a lot about the secrets in the martial arts, but this person seems to appear out of thin air, and his cultivation is extremely high, but he has never seen it in the rivers and lakes, and it is really mysterious. (To be continued.) )