The sky is getting dark, colorful neon lights are flashing in the surrounding streets and alleys, and the street lights are dimly illuminating. The environment looks a bit hazy. A breeze suddenly rises from nowhere and passes through the street, blowing Ye Fengyu's thin T-shirt. I felt slightly cold, and my body actually shivered.
It was summer now, and the wind was so strong that there was no scientific basis for it. He turned around carefully and looked around, only to find that this street, which should have been full of traffic, was actually silent and no one was there.
Except for the neon signs that were still bright in front of the shop doors, the shop doors were all closed, and not even a trace of light could shine through the doors and windows of these houses.
Ye Fengyu subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the sausage, trying to avoid being blown by the cold wind.
When he turned the corner, he finally vaguely saw a person standing two hundred meters down the street in front of him. The man's clothes were swaying in the cool wind, but he couldn't see any movement. He only faced the direction of Ye Fengyu with his back. Standing alone.
The environment was too dark, and after walking a few steps in the windy night, I was sure that the place where this person was standing was in front of my house. I couldn't help but frown slightly, and I was confused, but I didn't care, and continued walking in the direction of my home. .
It's just that every time he comes home, his father will wait for him at the door of his house, but tonight, it's rare that he didn't show up.
The man on the street did not look at Ye Fengyu, but looked quietly at the darkness in front of the street, as if waiting for something.
When Ye Fengyu came to the door of his house, he confirmed that this person was a young man. His expression was calm, but his eyes were full of vigilance. He casually glanced at Ye Fengyu beside the road and saw that Ye Fengyu was already at the door. He sat down on the rock and was looking at himself curiously, frowning slightly.
As if he was sure that the person he was waiting for was not the person in front of him, he continued to look at the front of the street.
"Hello!"
Ye Fengyu looked at the man on the street, eating a piece of grilled sausage in his hand, and asked casually while chewing: "Why are you standing here?"
The man glanced at Ye Fengyu again and replied, "Wait for someone!"
Ye Fengyu was speechless and continued to eat the sausage. He looked at the other sausage that was almost cold. He turned to look at both ends of the street. He still didn't see his father, and he suddenly felt nervous.
Then I heard the young man ask: "Then what are you doing here?"
Ye Fengyu also casually replied: "I'm waiting for someone too!"
There was something in his mouth, so his voice was a bit muffled, but the boy still heard clearly and said, "You'd better go home quickly, or you won't be able to come back soon!"
Ye Fengyu pointed to the broken house behind him and said, "I'm already home, my home is right here!"
The young man looked behind him with a strange expression. He immediately felt like he had been tricked. Looking carefully, he saw that it did look like a house. He was not angry, but he was just a little more worried about what was going to happen next.
At this moment, a sports car drove up the street. The sound of the car broke the silence, and the car lights shined on the young man in front of him. The young man just narrowed his eyes slightly and did not intend to dodge. Instead, he became more and more vigilant.
The sports car stopped not far away, and a young man got out of the passenger seat. He was similar in age to the man in front, but his attitude was a little more unruly.
"Zhong Tianqi, you came so early, can't you wait to die?"
The young man looked at the lonely figure on the street in front of him, with a somewhat arrogant and joking tone in his voice. He raised his hand to signal the person in the driver's seat to move the car further away. At the same time, there was a faint movement in the alleys on both sides of the street. There was a slight looseness in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if layers of ripples suddenly appeared in the calm lake.
The young man named Zhong Tianqi's face slightly condensed, and then he said calmly and vigilantly: "I don't have a car, so I move slowly, so naturally I have to come earlier!" After a slight pause, he continued: "Besides, you may not die if you come. !”
The young man looked at Zhong Tianqi and confirmed with a smile: "You will die if you come!"
"Everyone will die as long as he lives!"
Zhong Tianqi suddenly said this for some unknown reason. Perhaps it was to embolden him, or perhaps he wanted to show his difference from the person opposite him.
He continued: "Yu Wenxin, I didn't expect you to make such preparations. I was indeed careless this time!"
Zhong Tianqi could feel the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and naturally Yu Wenxin could too. He knew that the people around him were ready, so he sneered and said: "I didn't say I wanted to fight you alone. After all, my goal is to get the technique. , you are nothing like you, you are so tough-headed, I really don’t know what your father, the chef, is thinking, he actually sent you to snatch the skills, is there no one left in the Qingyang sect?"
Zhong Tianqi's face darkened and he said, "You can insult me, but please don't insult my sect, let alone my father!"
Yu Wenxin nodded helplessly. Although he was relatively despicable and shameless, he would still try his best to retain some principles, such as not using swear words when swearing, and not scolding the other person's parents.
He said slightly apologetically: "Sorry, I made a mistake!"
Zhong Tianqi couldn't help but be slightly startled when he heard this. He didn't know that Yu Wenxin had this principle, but then he thought about it and realized that he was still so despicable and shameless.
Yu Wenxin didn’t want to waste too much time and said, “Okay, I’ve said all that needs to be said, please hand over the skills quickly!”
"What technique?" Zhong Tianqi asked.
Yu Wenxin's expression changed. He looked at the seemingly innocent young man in front of him and asked with some disbelief: "Isn't it right? When did you learn to lie to others? Of course it's "The Record of the Immortal on the Moon", otherwise why would I waste it?" What a big setback? Do you really think I’m going to spar with you?"
"There are no skills. If you want to fight, just fight. If you don't, just let it go!"
Zhong Tianqi answered casually, as if he came here just to fight tonight.
However, as cunning as Yu Wenxin, how could he believe what he said? He sneered and said: "Such a supreme skill as "The Record of the Supreme Immortal on the Moon", the winner must be impatient to practice it. If you have it, you will know if you try it." Already?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it down gently, hoping to look at Zhong Tianqi, but he began to retreat until he reached the sports car. Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy of the surrounding world suddenly rolled, as if the shark hidden under the calm lake began to flap its fins and open its mouth to hunt.
Zhong Tianqi's mind was tense for a moment. He glanced at the alleys around him, and then he felt a strong wind passing through the air. The target was clearly him. Without thinking too much, he stepped suddenly, and his whole body followed. Feng jumped up and avoided the fierce attack.
Ye Fengyu had been watching everything that happened in front of the broken house beside the road, as if it was none of his business... indeed it was none of his business.
One of the sausages in his hand has been finished, and the other one has cooled down. He won't eat tonight because his father hasn't come back yet, and he is not willing to eat the other one.
At this time, other scenes began to appear on the street. I couldn't help but look forward to it, and murmured: "After talking a lot of nonsense, has the fight finally started?"
He knew in class that there were such existences of immortal cultivators in this world. He had never seen immortal cultivators fight. Now was an opportunity that he could not miss, so he watched quietly.
After Zhong Tianqi avoided the attack launched by the first person, he looked in the direction of Ye Fengyu, with some worry in his eyes. He did not detect the slightest fluctuation of vitality in the young man. He confirmed that Ye Fengyu was not an immortal cultivator. He was worried about whether it would be affected. he.
However, when he saw Ye Fengyu looking at him hungrily, or more accurately at his movements, he couldn't help but feel speechless, thinking that his worries might be unnecessary.
Turning his attention to the enemies around him, without thinking too much, he reached out and lifted up his clothes, pulled out a watermelon knife from his waist, and threw it towards the black shadow in front of him. His movements were very casual, but there was no expression on his face. He relaxed a little, turned slightly, and the watermelon knife in his hand and the watermelon knife in the air suddenly glowed with golden light, as dazzling as two suns rising in the night sky.
Zhong Tianqi clenched his hands into fists, swinging them at will as if holding two suns. One fist was wrapped in light and struck at the surrounding shadows. By chance, it hit the blade that was lifted to the chest by the shadows to block it, causing it to vibrate. The aura of heaven and earth was in the air, and then the steel knife instantly exploded into fine pieces of steel under the frightened gaze of the masked black shadow.
The fist passed through the space where the steel piece was, and landed heavily on the chest of the black figure. A black parabola with a bloody light streaked across the dim night sky, and fell not far away. There was a sound of bones breaking, and it stopped moving. I don’t know life or death.
On the other side, the watermelon knife, with its blazing light, penetrated the steel knife of a black shadow at a faster speed. Fortunately, the black shadow gave up the steel knife in time and felt the shadow of the watermelon knife passing by in front of his forehead. A slight chill spread all over my body in an instant, and my back was already soaked with cold sweat!
"Good guy!"
In the corner, Ye Fengyu had already picked up a wooden board on the side, trying to block the sharp steel pieces flying around, and let out a sigh of appreciation.
The surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations had become very violent, and there was even a faint tendency to lift the broken roof tiles. Ye Fengyu began to worry, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart.
The black figure thought he had escaped, but unexpectedly, the watermelon knife flew over his head, and then flew back without hesitation, and the sharp knife light shot through the air towards the back of his head.
Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the space not far behind his head, he knew the danger was coming. The exposed corners of his eyes on the black mask instantly became extremely pale, and his eyes were full of panic. He looked sideways to avoid it, but the sword light had already locked on it. Where can he hide in this empty street and in the long moonlight?
Just when he thought he was about to throw himself into the street and die, a powerful wave of vitality suddenly came from his side. He turned his head and glanced, only to see a sword flash across the back of his head, followed by a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. , and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that his companion was waving a knife to help, and he missed the watermelon knife in the air, saving his life. He couldn't help but glance at his companion gratefully, only to see that the corners of his eyes were already pale, and bright red blood was dripping from under the black mask. At this moment, he was kneeling on one knee with a broken knife in his hand, breathing heavily. It seemed that it was really a waste to block that blow. He has a lot of energy.
The watermelon knife's attack path was cut off, and it turned in the air, circling around Zhong Tianqi, repelling the surrounding enemies, and then returned to his hand.
In Ye Fengyu's view, Zhong Tianqi's movements were extremely skillful. The watermelon knife flew into the air just now, and he must have controlled it with one hand. This is indeed not something that ordinary cultivators can do, or it is unknown what level of cultivation he has reached.
Under the dim street lights, the night was getting darker, the moonlight was slightly cold, and the wind caused by the fluctuation of everyone's vitality kept blowing, messing up the hair in front of Zhong Tianqi's forehead.
At this time, his expression was a little solemn and his face was slightly pale. It could be seen that the hand he had just used had indeed consumed a lot of money. It is conceivable that Yu Wenxin must have spent a lot of money this time, and none of the thugs around him were ordinary people.
Yu Wenxin looked at the battle in front of him, his brows furrowed, and suddenly he heard the middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat of the sports car next to him say: "Master, that kid really doesn't seem to have practiced that skill. Is it true that the skill is not there as he said?" On him?"
Smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, Yuwen also became doubtful in his confidence, but then he thought that with his own style of acting, it was impossible to take back what he said once he said it. Judging from Zhong Tianqi's performance in front of him, Zhong Tianqi was already a rare cultivation genius. If it is not removed as soon as possible, there may be endless troubles.
After thinking for a moment, he sneered and said: "Don't worry, since it is a rare and supreme skill, he will not reveal it until the moment of life and death."
In the field, among the many black shadows, the dazzling golden light in the crowd was the most eye-catching. The attacks of the black shadows came with the wind, either after a golden sound, or when fists and flesh hit each other, the black shadows They were all forced back and then attacked again.
Feeling the crisis above his head, Zhong Tianqi swung the watermelon knife in his hand hard, and a blazing sword energy swept across the surroundings like ripples in the water, knocking back everyone around him. The other hand was raised toward the top of the head, and a golden energy shield was opened with the palm as the center, blocking the sharp blade above the head.
However, the vitality attached to the steel knife was too strong, and it was even more consumed at this moment. Zhong Tianqi's legs supporting his body were trembling slightly.
He could hold on by force, but that didn't mean that the stone bricks under his feet could as well, but he heard the sound of shattering under his feet, and his feet were slightly embedded in the ground, and his face became paler.
The force above his head was still pressing down like a thousand mountains. No matter how hard it was to hold on, Zhong Tianqi spurted out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound, which spilled into the cracks of the stone bricks, splashed onto his chest, and wet his clothes.
"It's really despicable!"
But at this moment, Ye Fengyu in the corner spoke again. Seeing the worry in Zhong Tianqi's eyes, he felt a good impression of him. In addition to the conversation between Zhong Tianqi and Yu Wenxin, he could already tell that the reason for gathering tonight was The reason for fighting here was all deceived by the man named Yuwen.
Really unable to stand Yu Wenxin's style, Ye Fengyu said this, but unexpectedly attracted a strange look from him.
Yu Wenxin frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
From the moment he got out of the car, his attention had been on Zhong Tianqi, and he never noticed that anyone was watching around him. Just because Ye Fengyu didn't have any energy fluctuations in his body, maybe this was an ant in the eyes of the strong!
Although Ye Fengyu has lived in this shabby house for eighteen years, he has heard a lot of things about the world from his father's mouth, and he has always yearned for that place in his heart. However, due to his limited ability, his eyes have always been fixed on the two sides of the shabby house. Street, he has always believed that the area within these two streets is his world.
Listening to Yu Wenxin's question at this moment, he didn't care whether he was an immortal cultivator or not. He just said proudly: "You don't care who I am. In short, I have the final say in the affairs of these two streets. You are despicable and shameless by bullying the less. ,Is there a problem?"
