"The moon on the cold river, the cold Milky Way. The water clouds are misty, looking at Wuyi in the distance. Penglai is a truly beautiful place. The water is like poetry, and the drunkenness is like the bright moon. The wind makes shadows in the pole shadow, and the white clouds are deep in the ape's roar. Everyone in the world is turbid, but I am the only one who is clear. The Xiang River carries tassels."
The eighth paragraph, cold river and cold moon.
There were ten states in the world and hundreds of millions of miles away. There were seven people who committed heinous crimes and committed numerous crimes. Every time they were traced, there would be rivers of blood and mountains of corpses. They were called the Seven Evils.
Just a few years ago, on the border of Yuzhou, the sixth and seventh evils among the seven evils were killed by a sword-wielding scholar, which shocked the world.
Now ten years have passed, and new people have been added. The sixth notorious name is Guanchangmeng, and the seventh notorious name is "Bloodless". They are also well-known on the Ten States' Most Wanted List.
The scholar in front of the inn window had an unusually solemn look. He gave some instructions to the three young men who were accompanying him, and then jumped out of the window, leading the two malicious forces out of the small town.
"Walk!"
The young man holding the spiritual sword Qingxuan gave a soft drink and led the two girls downstairs. Not far behind him was the place where the martial elder Liu Baixiang and the master of the Demonic Rock Mountain were fighting. Just one look at it made his mind unsteady, as if he was being struck by a millstone. After handing over the kill, he looked away in a hurry, and the three of them ran towards the east gate together.
The scholar said that he fell in love with the marquis named Wang Xiaoliu, and if he wanted to accept him as an anonymous disciple, he must bring him back alive.
"Here, Kunlun boy is here."
The three of them had just started running not far away when suddenly there was a shout from the street ahead, and soon several figures appeared like ghosts, coming from different intersections at the same time.
The three of them were silent but in perfect agreement. Murong Yu's heavy sword [Chonglou] buzzed in his hand, with a cold and angry smile on his lips, blocking the way of the crowd coming from the left rear.
Jiang Chuyao, a girl with twin ponytails, made a light leap, rolled her body and landed on the roof on the right. Her eyes glowed with blue light, and she had short swords in both hands. The name of the sword in her left hand was [Bingxing], and the name of the sword in her right hand was [Deception].
The young man holding the Spiritual Sword Qingxuan heard a roar from his feet, and stepped out with [Explosive Step]. He stepped as fast as flying, and with a roar, he directly hit a demon cultivator who was rushing forward with his shoulder with his own roar.
"ah……"
Accompanied by shrill screams, the demon cultivator, who was only at the peak of the second realm, was knocked out before he could even release his spell. He was flying in mid-air, but all the internal organs in his body were broken, and he was destined to not survive. .
But he was not the only person rushing in front of him. On the contrary, there were seven or eight people.
These seven or eight demon cultivators landed nearby with a few leaps and bounds, completely surrounding Yun Tianfeng from different angles. They kept the distance ten meters away, trying not to give him a chance for close combat.
"My surname is Yun, in the valley where Changge Gate was once located. You have ruined the good deeds of my demons. I will make up for it with your head today."
A demonic cultivator, with demonic aura rising from his body, was located behind all the demonic cultivators present. He held a long sword with black air in his hand and a ferocious and bloodthirsty cold smile on his face.
And as his words fell, all the demon cultivators started to move together.
Among them, three demon cultivators squatted on the ground, cut their palms with sharp weapons, and dark black blood flowed out. They then pressed them to the ground. In an instant, black mist rose up within a radius of 20 meters, covering them and Yun Tianfeng. Shrouded in it, completely cut off from outside sight.
"My Wanhua Palace is good at magic. Aren't you awesome? Let's see how you can resist in the dark."
Accompanied by the cold smiling voices of the demon cultivators, three demon cultivators rushed into the demonic mist with murderous intent.
Yun Tianfeng has closed his eyes. In the magic mist, his vision is useless, but his spiritual sense is still there, and he can see fire clearly.
boom!
A demon cultivator came to kill, his fists were like gold and iron, one punch after another, each punch was faster than the last, and the bluestone floor tiles were broken one after another by it, with infinite strength.
Yun Tianfeng flashed and moved around, constantly avoiding him, his eyes slightly solemn.
"You can't see in the dark, but you can still avoid it. You are powerful, but it is useless. You will definitely die today."
The other two demon cultivators were also not simple. One of them tore open his robe, and his body was covered in ulcers. There were a large number of poisonous insects feeding on his body. At this moment, they all rushed towards Yun Tianfeng.
There is another person who only has one eye, but there is a red light flashing in this eye, and he continuously shoots out red light, chasing Yun Tianfeng's figure as fast as lightning.
"roll!"
Suddenly, Yun Tianfeng roared, and the Qingxuan Sword erupted with bright sword light. It was like painting out of thin air, drawing a cliff pavilion, colliding with the fisting demon cultivator, and exploding with a bang.
The demon cultivator's body shook, but he was not injured. His body was as strong as gold and iron, making it extremely difficult to shake.
But at this moment, a poisonous centipede suddenly jumped up from the darkness, became half a meter long in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, and bit into Yun Tianfeng's head.
With a ding sound, Yun Tianfeng chopped one of the centipede's fangs with the Qingxuan Sword, and used the force to move backwards. There was a sound of wind coming from behind, and it turned out to be a huge spider over two meters high. Each spider leg was like a rod. The indestructible spear stabbed at Yun Tianfeng's vital points crazily.
Ding ding ding ding, Yun Tianfeng used his spiritual sense to find the gap in the storm-like attacks, kept dodging, and used basic swordsmanship to perform the Qingshan style to protect his body airtight.
But at this moment, Yun Tianfeng, who was under siege, did not dodge in a hurry, and the red light in the eyes of the one-eyed demon cultivator suddenly hit his left arm and shoulder.
Amidst the scoffing sound, the clothes on the shoulders were corroded into black smoke, and a single-eyed mark appeared on the skin of the left shoulder.
"die!"
The one-eyed demon cultivator gave a cold shout, and a cold thought came. Then, on Yun Tianfeng's left arm, a black hummingbird came out of the one-eyed mark. Its sharp beak stabbed directly at Yun Tianfeng's left arm. Eye.
Soon after, Yun Tianfeng realized that something was wrong, kicked his legs forward suddenly, and his body began to slide back diagonally. While tilting his head, he raised the tip of the Qingxuan Sword upwards, and actually penetrated the hummingbird directly. It passed through without causing any harm.
This scene sent chills down Yun Tianfeng's back. The hummingbird was too fast, like a tarsal maggot. It kept chasing after him, keeping less than three inches away from the pupil of his left eye. He couldn't get away, and he couldn't use weapons. A beheading is comparable to a desperate situation.
"puff!"
At the critical moment, Yun Tianfeng gritted his teeth, changed the direction of the Qingxuan Sword, passed across his left shoulder, picked up a piece of blood-stained skin, and forcibly peeled off the single-eyed mark imprinted on it.
And with the effect of this sword, Hummingbird seemed to have lost its source of power and shattered like a dream bubble.
"die!"
Before Yun Tianfeng could breathe a sigh of relief, the Iron Fist Demon Cultivator took the opportunity to get closer and struck with both fists rapidly. In an instant, there were dozens or twenty punches, all of which went towards Yun Tianfeng's heart.
"If you really think you are made of steel, can someone like Yun not be able to kill you?"
Yun Tianfeng was also angry. From the scholar's words of warning before leaving just now, he learned what was happening at the East City Gate. He was very anxious and unwilling to waste time here.
It sounds slow, but in fact, in the fierce battle, everything happens in the blink of an eye.
In the sea of qi in Yun Tianfeng's Dantian, the Tai Chi chart rotated, and a steady stream of spiritual energy was transformed into abundant internal energy and poured into Yun Tianfeng's body meridians. His aura suddenly surged at this moment, and he broke through from entering the room in an instant. Reached the fourth realm of riding the wind.
"call out!"
Yun Tianfeng slashed out with his sword, and the Spirit Sword Qingxuan made a joyful sword chant. The sword light flashed coldly, and with a pop, both fists of the Iron Fist Demon Cultivator flew out at the same time.
Yun Tianfeng swept across with his sword again. With the killing power of the fourth level of riding the wind, he barely activated part of the characteristics of the spiritual sword Qingxuan, with the additional effect of purification and lightness. The sword light was soft and not sharp, but more like purification. Wherever the flames passed, dozens of different poisonous insects screamed and were being burned.
"Oh no……"
The demon cultivator who controlled the demonic insect screamed.
In their secret art, they coexist and share life with the poisonous insects they raise. The killing of one or two poisonous insects will have some impact on them, but it is not a big problem. But now, more than ten or twenty poisonous insects have been purified at once. , suffered backlash in an instant, even while screaming, the Qingxuan sword light was attracted to the body due to the contractual relationship with the poisonous insect, and it was purified and disappeared in less than a few breaths.
And Yun Tianfeng was not idle either. He used [Explosive Step] again, and suddenly caught up with the demon cultivator who had lost both fists. He slashed horizontally with his sword. The purifying effect of the sword light disappeared, but the effect of lightness increased, making This sword is as fast as the wind, and there is no way to avoid it.
With a 'pop' sound, the demon cultivator was beheaded, and a large amount of demon blood surged like a fountain. When it fell to the ground, it could corrode the ground.
At this moment, only the one-eyed demon cultivator was left in the black magic mist. Seeing something bad, he turned around and prepared to escape.
However, Yun Tianfeng's [Explosive Step] is the fastest in a straight line. In addition, at this moment, the internal strength of the whole body has reached the level of the fourth level, and the speed is even faster. A long series of afterimages are pulled out in place, and the sword light flashes. Already a sword pierced through the single eye of the demon cultivator and came out from the back of the head.
All three demon cultivators died in the battle. Yun Tianfeng took a deep breath to calm down his body. The Dantian Qi Sea Tai Chi diagram rotated in the opposite direction, and the breath began to fall. He returned to the third level of entering the room. Then he closed his eyes and circulated his inner energy. A strong wind blew up, instantly blowing away the black fog covering the surrounding area.
A little further away, the confident Wanhua Palace's second contemporary disciple, second only to the devil Shao Baihua, put the long sword with rising demonic energy on his shoulder, and was waiting for several junior brothers to bring Yun Tianfeng's head to the palace. It's time to turn around and leave.
But the next moment, the billowing black magic mist dissipated, and the ground was a mess, with the black blood of the demon cultivators everywhere. Only the young man was still wearing a white robe. Except for a scar on his left shoulder, no other injuries could be seen.
"Impossible. You are just a warrior in the Dengtang realm. Three third-level demon cultivators attacked together, and they were assisted by the magic mist formation. How could you be fine?"
Wantong's pupils shrank, he couldn't believe it and couldn't accept such a result.
"It turns out you are from Wanhua Palace. I don't have time to hang out with you today. Go back and tell Shao Baihua that he better not appear in front of me, Yun Tianfeng, otherwise he will die."
Yun Tianfeng usually doesn't like to talk much when fighting, but here he doesn't want to get into a protracted battle. Outside the East City Gate, he is worried that if he goes late, he will see another Tie Zi, which is not what he wants.
"Want to leave? Dreaming!"
However, Yun Tianfeng did not want to waste time fighting here, but there was no way Wantong could just watch the Kunlun disciples escape from his hands. He gave an order, and several demon cultivators who were previously responsible for forming the formation rushed towards Yun Tian at the same time regardless of everything. Go away.
Boom boom boom boom...
Yun Tianfeng had just raised his sword to prepare for the attack, but the demon cultivators who were approaching directly started to self-destruct, detonating the magic power they had worked hard to cultivate at the cost of their own lives, all of which turned into terrifying lethality and rushed toward Yun Tianfeng.
Yun Tianfeng was shocked. This scene was beyond his expectation. Even if he had the spiritual sense to observe the whole scene, it would be difficult to use a method that could withstand such a powerful self-destruction energy in an instant.
"hold head high!"
At the critical moment, a dragon roar suddenly sounded. From behind Yun Tianfeng, a green dragon with a length of more than ten meters rushed towards him. Its huge body wrapped around Yun Tianfeng to protect him. At the same time, a green dragon tail Swinging, bombarded with terrifying explosive energy storms.
More than a dozen houses on the street were blown to pieces in an instant.
"Whatever you three should do, leave it to us!"
A young man appeared next to Yun Tianfeng. He raised his hand and made a move. The green dragon, which was disgraced by the explosion, revealed its original shape and turned out to be a long green whip.
At the same time, people in the battle circle where Murong Yu and Jiang Chuyao were also came to help.
There were three people coming, the three direct disciples of Feiyun Tower, Zhang Qingshan, Yang Xuelong, and Meng Jingyao.
