Chapter 217

Yin wind swings, Dang Yin wind.

For the people in the town near yinfengdang, this is an evil place. It is said that many people who pass through yinfengdang at night will hear the sounds of fighting and screaming from time to time in the canyon. Once the rumors spread, the evil name of yinfengdang will spread.

Ordinary people are always in awe of ghosts and gods, but in the hearts of the disciples of Blackstone Valley, yinfengdang is the holy land they believe in. It was because of this natural danger that zongmen was able to take root in troubled times and gradually developed to its present scale.

The west side of the wind is the plane of Wutong. It is a field of Blackstone valley through the valley. At this time, a group of men in black were standing at the entrance of the East canyon with swords. The young men in front of them had their hair tied together meticulously. There was a slender sword hanging around their waist. Listening to the continuous fighting from the deep of the canyon, their faces were as calm as the surrounding boulders.

His name is Shi Bufan. He is Shi Buwei's cousin and one of the two gifted teenagers in Blackstone valley.

In Jiufeng City, there are seven heroes of Jiufeng, among which Shi Buwei is one of the best. In contrast, only a few people with real insight know what the name Shi Bufan means among the other forces.

Among the generation of Blackstone Valley, Shi Buwei is the most famous figure, and Shi Bufan is another leading figure in the clan. Unlike Shi Bufan's tact in dealing with affairs, Shi Bufan is more stable and makes plans before moving.

This time, Shi Bufan sent him to meet Mo Li. Although they had no deeper communication, Shi Bufan knew what his cousin really needed him to do. With the strength of Blackstone Valley, there are uninvited guests hidden in the wind. Shi Bufan knew for a long time that he didn't move because he needed to wait until the end of the war in the middle of the valley. Only then could he get the answer he wanted.

With each passing day, the war in yinfengdang is still in full swing.

Mo Li didn't know how many times he was swept out by the four people, and he staggered up again and again. Facing Duan Tianya, the four people in the soul forging middle stage, Mo Li was in an absolute disadvantage from the beginning. Even with the support of the spirit of the dragon and the cooperation of various attributes of war spirit, the gap between the realm of forging soul is not so easy to make up. With the advantages of body method, Mo Li can avoid the key points when facing the siege of the four, but the rich fighting experience of the four makes Mo Li's injuries continue to accumulate.

"Falling rain sword!"

The wooden sword in his hand is wrapped in all kinds of fighting gas. Mo Li once again pounces on the four nearby. Now, not only Mo Li, but Duan Tianya's four are also consumed seriously. The speed of each other's hand is no longer as sharp as at the beginning, but the mighty fighting gas of both sides is still surging in the canyon.

There are thousands of sword shadows in front of him. Duan Tianya's four people are close to each other and dare not be careless.

The falling rain sword formula is the famous skill of emperor Qingfeng. Its power goes without saying. After fighting with Mo Li, the four also found that although the youth had only the initial level of soul forging, the middle level of soul forging might not be able to match him. Although the four have been taking the initiative, they have been injured in varying degrees under the stubborn resistance of the youth.

Bang - bang——

The weapons in the hands of the four kept waving, and Mo Li's sword Qi shot towards the cliffs on both sides of the canyon between the four people's movements, and the huge roar resounded through the wind again.

"Lost step!"

Taking advantage of the four people's distracted defense, Mo Li's body in the canyon with the shadow of the road, once again appeared in front of Ouyang Hai, who was a little older in cangyan mountain.

"You long Zhang!"

Mo Li's sword in his right hand sweeps out a battle spirit, which covers the sight of the remaining three people who want to support. The fire red battle spirit of his left palm roars out.

"Roar"

Mo Li's fighting spirit is condensed into the virtual shadow of a fire dragon. The momentum is firmly locked in Ouyang sea not far away!

The fire dragon in front of him seemed to have a life. Under his red eyes, Ouyang Hai only felt a shiver in his soul. Until his face was burning, Ouyang Hai suddenly recovered.

"Lihuojian!"

Ouyang Hai's body retreated abruptly, his sword was across his chest, and his dazzling fighting spirit filled his body. Under the sweeping, he just met the huge claw of the fire dragon.

Boom——

When the two blazing air of war touched for a few minutes, another thunderous roar sounded in the canyon, and a fire spread around the battle group and went straight into the sky.

Mo Li and Ouyang Hai's bodies fly back under the aftershock of energy collision. When they stand firm again, Mo Li feels a sharp pain in the inner palace. Under Ouyang Hai's hard connection, Mo Li's whole meridians were attacked to a certain extent.

It's hard to leave. Ouyang Hai is also in a mess.

In the moment when the sword and the fire dragon were facing each other, Ouyang Hai's arms seemed to be like a fire snake. The blazing heat made Ouyang Hai's arms full of green tendons, and his dark skin turned red.

Ouyang Hai had to cross his knees to stabilize his injury.

"How are you, big brother?"

The confrontation between the two is too fast, and Ouyang Jiang, who is on one side, has no time to keep up with them if they want to help.

"It's OK, I need to adjust my breath!"

Ouyang Hai looked at the young man not far away with a complicated look. He sighed and closed his eyes to meditate.

Mo Li tried to suppress the agitation of neifu. He stepped gently and retreated towards the rear for a long distance before he stood still again.

Duan Tianya was stunned, then clenched his iron fist and breathed more and more quickly.

Mo Li, Mo Li, what kind of person are you?

Duan Tianya's three people are shocked. They are looking for an opportunity to hurt one person in the absolute disadvantage of one to four. The strength of the youth is admired by several people, but at the same time, the bearing shown by the youth makes them admire from the heart.

When Ouyang Hai needed healing and recovery, he chose to retreat, not to escape, but to give the former an undisturbed healing environment.

Thinking of the heroism shown by the youth before, the three of Tianya's thoughts at this moment are surprisingly consistent. Compared with the youth in front of them, their young master is really too much worse. Just different positions, no matter how personal feelings, today and teenagers are destined to win or lose.

Putting aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, Duan Tianya sighed silently, holding a long sword and flying towards Mo Li again.