Chapter 41

"That's terrible! At least he is also the second most popular player... "

"Reduce the number of fans by one!"

"Yang Yu was Aunt Mei in the second phase. He was almost killed by the big men before. Now he ran into the secret of Qiao Tiequan and was caught. Now he's really dead."

"I can't watch it anymore, ha ha!"

"What a shame, break out! Die with them. "

……

The audience in Yang Yu's live studio are laughing at Yang Yu.

Passers-by watch the excitement, fans are distressed.

Soon the audience came to brush the barrage and claimed that Yi Xiaofeng was on the eaves next to him.

Yang Yu's studio blew up.

The audience moved back and forth to watch the live broadcast from two perspectives.

Yang Yu is extremely angry, but in order to live, he still chooses to bear it.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't make a move, but quietly listened to their dialogue.

Yang Yu seemed to hear something and was caught by the patrol. The reason why the patrol didn't kill him was to take him to feed something.

Nine times out of ten are colorful glazed trees.

Yi Xiaofeng counted eight people.

He followed quietly along the eaves.

As a result, he didn't take a few steps. His right foot accidentally slipped, and a tile fell down and hit the roadway. The sound was so clear.

"Who?"

The eight patrolling disciples immediately looked back.

Yang Yu immediately shouted, "help me! Help me! I have important information! "

Pop! Pop!

The middle-aged man threw two big ears at Yang Yu's face, which made his face red and swollen, and the blood overflowed along the corners of his mouth.

A figure suddenly jumped down from the eaves next to him, fell on the roadway, and slowly pulled out the long sword around his waist.

It's Yi Xiaofeng.

"It's you again!"

The middle-aged man roared, drew his sword directly, and immediately killed Yi Xiaofeng with four disciples.

Yi Xiaofeng raised her eyebrows.

It seems that this guy recognized him as Bai Hongxiao.

If you can't distinguish between swords and swords, go to hell!

Yi Xiaofeng dashed and ran away.

The two sides hit each other in a few steps.

Yi Xiaofeng quickly wields his sword. The sword is as fierce as the wind.

Qiang! Qiang! Qiang

Yi Xiaofeng and the middle-aged man fought against each other. His match sword technique directly gained the upper hand and suppressed the middle-aged man.

Less than ten moves, Yi Xiaofeng found the flaw.

Puff times——

His blade cut the middle-aged man's waist and blood splashed out.

Then, the middle-aged man was completely overwhelmed. He was continuously cut off by Yi Xiaofeng, and fell to his knees.

Yi Xiaofeng continued to kill the four patrolling disciples behind him.

In the face of these ordinary minions, he almost made one person lose combat effectiveness with one sword and fell directly to the ground.

When he came to Yang Yu, the whole process took less than 20 seconds.

The three disciples guarding Yang Yu were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Yang Yu was impressed by Yi Xiaofeng's strength.

"What a handsome sword! master! Definitely an expert! "

Yang Yu thought excitedly. He puffed his face and said, "senior, they are all villains. They catch people everywhere and want to feed us to colorful glazed trees. This zhuoye castle is a magic cave, full of sin!"

Yi Xiaofeng concentrated his spiritual power on his throat, making his voice thick: "what's the intelligence you just said?"

All the patrol disciples lost their mobility and wailed on the ground. Even if they wanted to escape, it was not so easy.

Yang Yu carefully said, "I heard that there is an old devil in the black hole. He is absorbing the spiritual power of the colorful glass tree, which needs human life to feed. If we stay here, we all have to die."

Yi Xiaofeng squints.

In this way, you can't rush to look for colorful glazed trees.

Then kill all the followers of Shan Tiange first!

Yi Xiaofeng waved his sword, cut off the tendons of his hands and feet of the three patrolling disciples next to Yang Yu, then took his sword and left.

The sword pointed across the ground, making a harsh sound.

Looking at the back of Yi Xiaofeng leaving, Yang Yu's eyes are full of worship.

This is the swordsman style he yearns for!

Yang Yu hurriedly got up and staggered after Yi Xiaofeng.

Such an expert must be caught!

Yi Xiaofeng can catch Wang Yanran. Why can't he worship a swordsman as a teacher?

Yang Yu was very hot in his heart.

As a result, he came to the corner of the box and lost it.

……

Yi Xiaofeng strolled on the eaves, and the rain rippled on his coir raincoat.

The battle just now filled him with confidence.

He's really getting stronger!

Think about it, Yi Xiaofeng began to speed up his pace.

While looking for Qiao Tiequan, he carefully observed the streets along the way. What if he could find a hidden opportunity?

A incense burning time.

Yi Xiaofeng heard a scream. He immediately went away.

He came to the back of a broken wall and looked into the hole in the wall.

I saw two figures in the overgrown courtyard.

An old man in cloth clothes with gray hair and bent body looks 40 or 50 years old and has a sinister face.

Kneeling before him was a young woman with untidy clothes and messy hair. Her right wrist was grabbed by the old man in cloth.

"What is this for?" Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

This guy wants to push a cart?

incorrect!

Yi Xiaofeng found that the young woman couldn't move, her arms trembled slightly, her veins burst up and her blood vessels bulged.

The old man in cloth clothes seemed to absorb something with an expression of enjoyment.

The young woman's hair turns white with the naked eye.

Yi Xiaofeng hesitates and doesn't know whether to do it or not.

The old man in cloth clothes looks very different from the small minion aura he met before.

"Who!"

The old man in cloth suddenly shouted and glanced at Yi Xiaofeng.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately dodged.

"This sense is too exaggerated?"

Yi Xiaofeng was frightened secretly. He instinctively felt the danger and walked away immediately.

Bang!

The wall collapsed and the old man in cloth came out with him.

He stared at Yi Xiaofeng and said in a deep voice, "who is your excellency?"

Yi Xiaofeng wears a coir hat and a black scarf. It's hard to recognize him.

Besides, they haven't seen each other before.

"Who are you? How dare you do evil in zhuoye castle! " Yi Xiaofeng asked coldly.

The old man in cloth hummed coldly, "zhuoye castle is originally a devil's cave. I'm the seven elders of the blood leader and the seven master Xu of the greedy fox! If I say this to you, I know it's lengtouqing. If I kill you, Shan Tiange won't be investigated! "

After that, Xu Qiye killed Yi Xiaofeng.

His palms turned red in an instant.

Bloody palm!

"Greedy fox? You're such a talent. A big man calls himself a fox! "

Yi Xiaofeng scolded and followed out the sword.

He was looking for the leader of blood. Unexpectedly, the leader of blood was so arrogant.

The long sword collided with Xu Qiye's palm. Yi Xiaofeng only felt that the other party's palm was very hard, just like metal.

He quickly switched his sword moves and attacked Xu Qiye.

With the weapon in hand, Yi Xiaofeng had the upper hand from the beginning and beat Xu Qiye back.

This scene excited the audience.

"Yi Xiaofeng has really become a master!"

"Ah, I also want to get the inheritance of the sword saint!"

"Wake up, you're not even qualified!"

"I'm going to take the lead again!"

"How handsome! I feel like watching martial arts movies. "

……

Xu Qiye frowned as he blocked the move. "What kind of sword is this?"? This son's spiritual power is obviously weak, but his weakness is tricky. Every sword is directed at my weakness, so I have to guard against it. "