The surroundings had just quieted down, and in an instant, there was another muffled sound that shook the sky. Many people who are not deep in skill were shocked by this sound just because they were urged, and some people took a few steps back to stabilize their figures, and some even spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although the true qi emitted by that crowd was intricate and criss-crossed, it was like a raging sea in the ocean. But the palm power of the wind is like a reef that has stood on the seaside for thousands of years, and it still stands tenaciously despite the sea breeze blowing and the huge waves surging. Although the strength of these more than 20 people was incomparably strong, it was enough to destroy the world, but no matter how they exerted their strength, the palm power of the wind did not retreat, and they firmly took this momentum.

With the strength of only one person, he actually blocked the strength of these dozens of people, and his expression seemed relaxed, as if there was still room for it.

"Hmph!" Sui Feng snorted again, took a long breath, and slightly replenished the consumption of the fierce battle just now. The palm of his right hand was flipped over, and he saw a faint gray light suddenly shining out of the palm of Yingying's jade.

The palm print in front of him immediately changed in response to the sound, and the original Tai Chi diagram of Yin and Yang blended suddenly, as if the boundary between Yin and Yang had been broken. It was mixed together, the black and white colors blended, the yin and yang qi converged, and it was a gray and chaotic color in an instant.

The next change was so shocking that everyone was speechless. It was the knowledge of several elders such as Wuji Zhenren, who had never seen such a miraculous palm technique.

The gray chaotic aura shook suddenly. Listening to the sound of "brushing", five air currents suddenly separated from it. These five air currents were divided into five directions, and they flashed out, but they did not depart from the center. In this way, when viewed from below, it is actually the shape of a palm!

Sui Feng's eyes flashed, and the anxious look on his face did not diminish in the slightest. Just now, Liang Thief sent two calls for help in a row, and he must have encountered something extremely tricky. When he thought of this, he felt nervous.

Slowly flattened his right palm and slapped towards the rolling crowd in front of him. With the swing of his right palm. The chaotic qi in front of him suddenly moved. But in a moment. It was another change, and it became a little clearer and more solid. It looks no different from a real palm, even the palm lines on the palms and the wrinkles on the fingers are exquisite.

Then, the wind urged the giant palm to wave violently. With a muffled sound. It shook the void and trembled. There was another crisp cracking sound. The qi hood composed of the qi engines connected to each other by the more than twenty masters had suddenly turned into nothingness under the palm of Sui Feng.

Suifeng's hand kept going, and with a few waves, the chaotic giant palm suddenly killed all directions. All the disciples who are touched by this giant palm. They were all directly shocked by a huge force. All of a sudden, the courtyard was full of figures flying in all directions, and they stretched out their right palms with the wind and pushed forward suddenly.

The Chaos Giant Palm in the mid-air also moved, heading straight out of the crowd.

The palm power moved, and the faces of those disciples changed drastically. Hurriedly get out of the way, not daring to touch it head-on at all. And those who avoided it were knocked out in an instant, and there was no suspense at all.

The huge gray palm broke through to the outermost part of the crowd before it slowly dissipated, turning into a trace of chaotic qi and dissipating. With the power of one person and one palm, Sui Feng defeated so many masters! Almost everyone was stunned on the spot, stunned to look at the snow-white figure hanging in mid-air.

"Let's go!" At this moment, Wuji Zhenren burst into a loud shout, waking up several other elders who were in shock. Only then did they react, and the move was to help them get out of the siege. Immediately, while the disciples of those families were injured and disabled, they quickly fled towards the periphery.

Although those disciples of the Murong family and the Zhou family secretly hated each other, they had no choice at the moment. Even Zhou Bufan and Murong Xuanfeng were defeated by the Suifeng Sword when they joined forces, and so many of them just now couldn't stop Suifeng, but at this moment, they could only watch Wuji Zhenren and the others leave.

Sui Feng glanced at Murong Xuanfeng again, his face was decadent and bloodstained at the moment, and he looked extremely embarrassed. Rao is like this, but he still refuses to give in, and looks at the wind with his head held high. Sui Feng only glanced at him in a hurry, looking at his appearance, his heart couldn't help but soften. It's not that he didn't think about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, and directly took this opportunity to kill him here. It's just that this Murong Xi is a member of his Murong family, and if he intervenes for no reason at this moment, there is something wrong with him.

But when he thought of Bi Han, he was a little hesitant in his heart. At this moment, another long howl came from afar. This time the whistling was a little shorter than before, and it sounded more like it had stopped abruptly. And there was a bit of heart-rending in the voice, and it was obvious that the person who spoke had reached a critical juncture.

Sui Feng glanced at Murong Xuanfeng with some complications, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, in this way, he had no choice.

Secretly said: "Providence is like this, but he can only let him go." Judging from his current strength, he must not be able to become a climate. ”

After making up his mind, he pinched the sword trick at once, only to hear a light sword groan. The pure Jun sword placed in the left span suddenly burst out of it, turning into a sword light and hovering in the air. With the wind under his feet, he rose lightly, and in a flash, he was already standing on the long sword.

As soon as his mind moved, the long sword under his feet moved. A flash of light flew in the direction from which the whistle had come from.

The disciples below were directly stunned on the spot, looking at this windy gaze as if they were looking at a god. Just now, under the palm of Sui Feng, at least more than ten innate masters were seriously injured. The rest of the people are also more or less colorful, and with the wind one person against dozens of people, but still the face does not change, but at this moment, it is to show this sword art that can only be found in mythology, and it is even more shocking.

It's just that at this moment, Sui Feng didn't have the heart to pay attention to the thoughts of those Zhou family disciples, and urged the pure Jun sword under him to speed up a point like a meteor breaking through the sky.

But he could hear it clearly, and at the beginning, the sound came from the courtyard behind the Zhou family. It's just that later in the day, he changed his direction, and it sounded like Liang Thief was moving at high speed. So much so that Sui Feng could only roughly hear a direction, but he couldn't be sure where Liang Thief was at this moment.

"Don't fight hard, give me over. Just give me to them, and they'll be all right. "Suifeng Imperial Sword was already out of the range of the Zhou family, and just turned a street corner, but he heard such a woman's voice under the tree next to the road in front of him.

In the dead of night, such a voice seemed very harsh. I heard it with the wind, it was Murong Xi's voice!

Hearing this, his heart trembled violently, as if he had made some great discovery. Immediately, he turned around and flew under the tree on the side.

At this time, he finally saw clearly that a man dressed in black was squatting under the locust tree next to the road. It seemed that he had been seriously injured, and there were still traces of blood in front of him, and behind him was Murong Xi in a red wedding dress!

As soon as he saw them, Sui Feng's heart was even more excited, this Liang Thief really brought Murong Xi out!

"Hmph, alright, it's time for me to send you on my way. Another cold voice came from in front of Liang Thief'er, and he turned his head to look at the wind, the person who spoke turned out to be Zhou Xian!

It seemed that Liang Thief had no strength to fight back at this moment, and only stared at Zhou Xian coldly, but he couldn't move.

"Presumptuous!" he snorted softly in the wind, stretching out his hand and bending his fingers a little. In mid-air, there was an instantaneous burst of translucency, and a bright and crystalline sword light flashed, and it only stopped under Zhou Xian's knife in an instant.

"Dang!" A soft groan, the two instantly touched one place, and then there was a "clanging" sound, but the long knife in Zhou Xian's hand had already broken into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Not only that, but the force of the anti-shock shook Zhou Xian back a few steps. But Liang Thief and Murong Xi didn't expect such a change, they turned their heads in a daze, and when they saw the wind coming from the imperial sword, they were first happy, and then a bit of worry flashed in their eyes, as if they were worried about something.

Just when they were stunned, in a flash of the wind, they had already stopped in front of Liang Thief'er, and looked coldly at Zhou Xian in front of them.

"It turned out to be the Imperial Sword Technique, what is the relationship between Your Excellency and the Shushan Sect?" Zhou Xian had not yet spoken, but a female voice came again, and then a red light lit up in front of him. Unexpectedly, a translucent red figure walked out from behind Zhou Xian, and through such a light and shadow, it could be vaguely seen that this person was a young woman.

As soon as the woman's light and shadow appeared, the evil aura that permeated the surroundings suddenly increased a lot. Sui Feng frowned, and when he saw this woman, his heart trembled. It's like encountering something terrible, and it's clear that this light and shadow is not an entity, and although I don't know what it is, it's certain that it won't be a decent thing.

"Be careful, that is the demon soul ......" Behind him, Liang Thief'er's hoarse voice came over again, Sui Feng's heart was suddenly startled, and he couldn't help but look at the light and shadow of the woman in front of him again, and suddenly remembered the note that Murong Xi had seen before, and the word demon soul was mentioned on it.

At that time, he was still puzzled, not knowing what this demon soul was, but at this moment, he already had a faint answer. (To be continued......)