"The young master is dead, run!"

An exclamation suddenly came from the Black Wind Village group, and all the people of Black Wind Village who were still stunned were awakened, hurriedly climbed on horseback, and fled into the distance.

"Thief leave!" a deep and powerful roar came from the mouth of a figure in the distance, and at the same time, the silver light flashed again, and three people had already separated their heads and fell from their horses.

And when the figure saw that the others had fled away, he immediately followed a little and was about to chase after him, but at this time, he found a young man blocking his way.

"Brother Dao, slow down!" Ling Fan shook his head at the person in front of him and said, "Poor Kou Mo chase." ”

Ling Fan looked at the person in front of him and frowned. This person looked to be in his twenties, with long black hair and a shawl, a green robe, and a silver flying sword in his hand, his face was ordinary, but the thick murderous aura between his eyebrows made Ling Fan feel a little chilled when he saw it.

However, in addition to his face, what made Ling Fan even more strange was that the cultivation on the young man in front of him was a little weird.

This young man had the same cultivation as Ling Fan, both of them were in the early stage of Ning Yuan, but his soul realm was still only in the Qi Extraction Period.

Cultivators not only need strong cultivation, but also have a soul realm that complements cultivation. For ordinary cultivators, cultivation and soul realm must be kept in an absolute balance state, otherwise, they may be invaded by inner demons at any time, or they may not be able to control the true qi in their bodies, and they will explode and die!

Like this young man, a person whose soul realm was a whole level different from his own cultivation, Ling Fan had also seen it for the first time. Moreover, Ling Fan found that the true qi in this young man's body already showed signs of rage, and if he didn't find a way to solve it in time, it would only be a matter of time before the heart demons invaded.

"Why are you blocking me?" the young man looked displeased as he looked at Ling Fan with his sword in his hand, panting with a heavy breath in his mouth.

"Junior brother Ling Fan, I've seen Brother Dao! These people from Heifeng Village will be killed sooner or later, so there is no need to rush for a while. Ling Fan bowed to the young man and said lightly: "It's that the junior brother wants to remind Brother Dao, if you are reckless and reckless, I'm afraid, before you catch up with them, Brother Dao will already have a demon in his heart and explode and die." ”

When this young man heard this, he was secretly shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect his secret illness to be seen through by Ling Fan at a glance.

Looking at the people of Heifeng Village, who had already rushed far away, he sighed and said, "In Xia Yang Feng." Fellow Daoist, you are letting the tiger return to the mountain. The return of this group of bandits will inevitably lead to greater trouble, and when the time comes, the people in this village will suffer. ”

With that, Yang Feng withdrew the flying sword in his hand, and his guard relaxed.

"Brother Dao, I said, I will solve these people in Black Wind Village!"

Ling Fan's voice was faint, but Yang Feng looked at him in surprise after hearing it.

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Yang Feng's eyes full of hope, Ling Fan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "No, but Brother Dao thinks that if he kills those people just now, Heifeng Village won't know that these people died in Sanhe Village?"

Indeed, those people came to Sanhe Village to pick up their relatives, if they died, how could Heifeng Village not know.

Yang Feng sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

For a moment, there was silence outside Sanhe Village.

"Two, why don't we go into the village and talk!"

The village chief had woken up at some point, and whispered to Ling Fan and Yang Feng, Ling Fan and the two glanced at each other, nodded at the same time, and followed the village chief towards the village.

Back in the square of Sanhe Village, the wine banquet here was naturally no longer going on at this time, Ling Fan and Yang Feng followed the village chief to sit at a round table, and the other villagers were all around, but they didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, the pale-faced village chief waved his hand at the villagers, signaling them to disperse first, while Wu Yue, who had always been familiar with Ling Fan, stayed.

"Alas!" The village chief sighed lightly: "Let the two of you laugh, it was a good wedding banquet, but I didn't expect it to be like this, I have lived half my life, and I didn't expect to have a time to look away." ”

The village chief said, his face bitter. The middle-aged daughter thought that he had found a good family for his daughter, but where did he think that the groom official turned out to be a bandit leader, no wonder the village chief's face was so ugly.

"Village chief, the matter here is that the younger generation is reckless. After Ling Fan finished speaking, he got up and wanted to give an apologetic salute to the village chief, but before he could make a move, he was stopped by Wu Yue.

"Little Brother Ling Fan, I can't blame you for this matter, even if you don't make a move, we won't agree to marry the village chief's daughter to Heifeng Village anyway, I'm afraid the result will not be as good as now, but I didn't expect Song Shan to be killed......"

While Wu Yue spoke, he gently glanced at Yang Feng, and when Yang Feng saw it, he could only bow his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

In the end, it was Ling Fan who coughed dryly and interrupted Wu Yue's words.

"Shopkeeper Wu, you can't completely blame Yang Feng, presumably the reason why Yang Feng Daoyou made a move, there is also a reason why he has to make a move. ”

The murderous aura between Yang Feng's eyebrows just now, Ling Fan was deeply impressed. Thinking of it at this time, Ling Fan immediately guessed that the hatred between Yang Feng and Black Wind Village was probably much deeper than the hatred between him and Ghost Hao.

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Fan's words were finished, Yang Feng hesitated for a moment and still told him about the matter between him and Black Wind Village.

It turned out that Yang Feng was also a person from a village in the Qingyun Mountain Range, but because of his good qualifications, he was highly expected by the village and sent to study outside the mountain.

But not long ago, he got the news that all of the nearly 100 villagers in their village were killed, except for a few who took refuge in Heifeng Village, and Yang Feng's parents and only sister were also among the people killed.

If he didn't know the location of Heifeng Village, even if he didn't cultivate enough, I am afraid that he would have killed Heifeng Village a long time ago.

"Hey, this Black Wind Village is evil, it really deserves to be damned, it's just ......" Speaking of this, a trace of loneliness suddenly appeared in the village chief's voice.

"It's just that Heifeng Village is not something that our Sanhe Village can beat, and after a while, the people from Heifeng Village will come, I'm afraid there won't be a few of us who can survive......"

"I don't think we don't have a chance!"

The village chief was just halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted by Ling Fan's voice.

Hearing Ling Fan's words, the remaining three immediately looked at Ling Fan with round eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, didn't you just say ......?"

Ling Fan raised his hand to stop Yang Feng's words, and said with a smile: "I just said that I was not sure, but when did I say that there was no way?"

After Ling Fan finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the village chief again, and suddenly his face became solemn. He asked in a deep voice: "Village Chief, I want to ask you a question now, if you need to destroy Sanhe Village in order to destroy Black Wind Village, are you reluctant?"

"What about the villagers?"

"The villagers will survive!"

"That'...... Then I'm willing to do it!"

The village chief's answer was almost gritted his teeth, although Sanhe Village is not very big, but it has been passed down here for hundreds of years, so it was destroyed in one fell swoop, and no village chief dared to say the word 'willing' easily.

Looking at the unwillingness in the village chief's eyes, Ling Fan didn't comfort anything, but continued: "Our Sanhe Village should also have some villagers in the Qi Induction Period, please trouble the village chief to gather these people, as for the others, please trouble the village chief to take them out of here first, before tonight, I estimate that the Black Wind Village will come, and you can come back tomorrow, whether it is a success or a failure, you will know when you come back." ”

"Good!"

Now that the decision had been made, the village chief immediately got up and went forward to order, and until he walked away, Wu Yue immediately asked softly.

"Little brother, how sure are you?"

"Fifty percent!" After Ling Fan finished speaking, seeing the surprise and doubt in Wu Yue's eyes, Ling Fan smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Wu, you said, if there is no plan from my plan, the people from Heifeng Village are here, can you be sure of the fate of escaping the slaughter of the village?"