Chapter 42

After being pushed back by Yi Xiaofeng for nearly ten steps, Xu Qiye suddenly stopped.

"Boy, your cultivation is too weak!"

Xu Qiye sneered. His footwork changed and his body turned. He was dazzled by Yi Xiaofeng.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Yi Xiaofeng and slapped him on the shoulder.

Poof——

Yi Xiaofeng vomited blood and flew out and hit the broken wall.

He immediately stood up and stabbed with his sword.

Xu Qiye raised his legs, stepped on it and stepped on the ground.

Yi Xiaofeng was suppressed and couldn't pull the sword out with all his strength.

Cultivation gap is too big!

Xu Qiye used his spiritual power, that is, dimensionality reduction attack.

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

It's worthy to be the elder of the blood leader. He didn't cover it.

I don't know whether it's the foundation or the golden elixir.

It should be building a foundation.

If it were the golden elixir realm, wouldn't it kill him every second? Where would it give him so many opportunities!

"Who the hell are you, and where does your sword come from?"

Xu Qiye asked fiercely. His bloody palm was aimed at Yi Xiaofeng and might pat him on the face at any time.

Yi Xiaofeng snorted coldly, "Tianjian Shengzong, have you heard of it!"

The sword Saint comes from the Heavenly Sword saint, and his match sword technique comes from the sword saint. In fact, there is nothing wrong with that.

When Xu Qiye heard this, his face changed greatly.

The old devil of zhuoye castle may not be afraid of the Heavenly Sword saint, but he is afraid.

The blood leader said that he was not very powerful. Compared with the Heavenly Sword holy sect, he was naturally far inferior.

If you kill this boy, will Tianjian Shengzong be angry?

The cultivation of this son can't come alone.

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword sect must at least reach the base building area to get out of the mountain!

Thinking of this, Xu Qiye fell into hesitation.

Taking advantage of his unprepared, Yi Xiaofeng quietly took out the Golden Cricket in his left hand.

"Martial uncle Bai Hongxiao! Help me! "

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly looked up and shouted, his voice full of surprises.

Bai Hongxiao?

Blademaster!

Xu Qiye's scalp exploded and subconsciously turned to look.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately pressed the tail of the Golden Cricket, and a poisonous needle was shot from the mouth of the Golden Cricket.

Whew!

Xu Qiye's neck was shot by a poisonous needle, which made him look back.

Yi Xiaofeng pulls out his sword, turns around and runs away.

"Smelly boy! Dare to play with me! "

Xu Qiye was furious, shook the poison needle out of his body, and then chased Yi Xiaofeng.

a step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Plop!

Yi Xiaofeng looked back. Xu Qiye had died suddenly and fell to the ground.

His eyes widened.

what the hell!

It's really a three-step sudden death!

Too cruel!

Yi Xiaofeng was careless. He picked up a big stone next to him and hit it hard.

Bang!

Xu Qiye's head was hit, and the blood flowed out and spread to the ground.

He remained motionless.

Looks like he's really dead.

The audience blew up:

"This wave of cattle is too strong!"

"Extreme anti kill, the best Bai Hongxiao in the game."

"Swordsman: I'm too strong. I can kill the enemy in my name."

"666, convinced!"

"Is that ok?"

"What kind of concealed weapon is that? It seems that Xu Lang also has. "

"This thing is called Golden Cricket. It is the strongest concealed weapon of the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Many players have found it, and some even poisoned themselves."

……

Yi Xiaofeng came forward carefully. He began to grope on Xu Qiye.

This guy has nothing on him.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly found that Xu Qiye was wearing a ring.

Storage ring!

He immediately took off the storage ring and put it on his right hand.

The storage ring cannot be placed in the storage ring.

Immediately, Yi Xiaofeng got up and left.

Before going far, the young woman caught by Xu Qiye climbed from behind the collapsed ruins of the broken wall.

"Eunuch! Eunuch! I have something important to tell you! "

Cried the young woman.

Yi Xiaofeng stopped and turned to look at her.

Huh?

Another Wang Yanran?

Although the woman is not ugly, she is still far from beautiful.

The young woman stumbled to Yi Xiaofeng. She took a deep breath and said, "eunuch, are you from Tianjian Shengzong? I know that an elder of the Heavenly Sword sect was seriously injured and imprisoned in the house of the young Castle leader. You have to save him. He was plotted to save me. "

Yi Xiaofeng's eyes became strange. He didn't have a good way: "girl, can you take good care of yourself and don't come out to harm others."

Then he took his sword and left.

The young woman blushed with shame and ran away with her face covered.

After leaving the roadway, Yi Xiaofeng quickly found an unmanned courtyard to rest.

He opened his clothes and looked at the injury to his shoulder.

He could remember the horror of the bloody palm.

However, his shoulder was only red and swollen, and there were no other abnormalities.

"This guy didn't hurt me. It seems that he was frightened by my sword technique. He was afraid of someone behind me." Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

He was secretly afraid.

This time it was reckless.

If Xu Qiye was a simple critic and didn't have so much thought, he might be gone now.

Soon Yi Xiaofeng thought of the woman's words just now.

An elder of the Heavenly Sword sect was imprisoned here.

It seems that the old master came to investigate zhuoye castle and disappeared. Tianjian Shengzong decided that there was a problem with zhuoye castle and asked sword Saint Bai Hongxiao to come in person.

Isn't this the hidden plot?

Saving the old master will surely brush the favor of the Heavenly Sword saint.

If you can join the Heavenly Sword saint or worship the sword saint, it is also a very good result.

Walking in the cultivation world, the school is too important.

Just now, if he claimed that he was a casual practitioner, he would have died.

Yi Xiaofeng wrote it down. He must go to Shan Tiange's residence later.

He began to rest at ease.

Over time.

It was getting dark.

Night is coming.

The night of Zhuo night castle is very scary. Before, even if she stayed with Jiansheng, Yi Xiaofeng also had the feeling of being in a horror film.

After his arm recovered, Yi Xiaofeng got up and left.

He was walking in the dark lane. If he hadn't had the cultivation of the fifth floor of the gas refining environment, he might have tripped a few steps.

He walked towards where there was a voice.

At night, screams and screams were heard from time to time in zhuoye castle.

It seems that the hypocrisy mask of Zhuo night castle has been torn.

"I don't know what the right friar should do now." Yi Xiaofeng thought silently.

Evil cultivation only needs to get colorful glazed fruits to complete the main task.

Where's the right friar?

Overthrow Zhuo night castle?

Tut Tut, it's very difficult.

Yi Xiaofeng secretly rejoices that he has not chosen the right path.

Ten minutes later.

Yi Xiaofeng came to the entrance of the alley. In front of him was a street. A group of people gathered in front of the gate of a mansion.

Most of them were guests who came to congratulate. There were two or three hundred people. The streets were full of confusion and noise.

Yi Xiaofeng squinted and saw two big characters printed on the plaque above the gate.

Shan Fu!

No wonder it's so noisy. It seems that the monks all want to ask Shan Tiange for an explanation.

After a while.

The gate is open.

Shan Tiange stepped out and looked at the crowd in the street. He roared: "why don't you find the murderer here? Want to die! "

A voice came from the crowd: "grass, it's your father who died. You're not in a hurry to search for clues. You want us to help you. Are we your grandfather? You are a cerebral palsy! "

Shan Tiange didn't understand some words in these words, but he still felt offended.

He became angry and scolded, "which turtle Sun said that? Get out! "