Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 800 Goodbye Chasing Wind

Chapter 320 Goodbye Chasing Wind
Li Dazhi stood on the side of the hull and raised his head slightly, looking at the thick fog on the deck and the erratic figure of Yi Xifeng.

The white and clean young man shuttled through the crowd like a gust of wind, and the sparse screams became dense again. Li Xiongzhi thought to himself, "It turns out that Brother Li is not only good in formation, but also so powerful in his hands..."

In fact, Yi Xifeng's internal strength at this time only has the realm of qi, if it is upright, it is not easy to fight with more than a dozen realms of qi in the cabin.The most troublesome thing was the group of men in gray robes holding crossbows and the mighty black wolf.

The thick fog obscured everyone's vision, Yu Qiu knelt on one knee, he did not act rashly, he knew that the black wolf had been staring at him.

"Boss Yu, can you still fight?" A sound transmission from the soul suddenly resounded in Yu Qiu's soul.

Yu Qiu's pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle's eye.

This is the soul-sound transmission, an "immortal method" that only warriors who have reached the level of the chivalrous can use!
Is it Li Chengtao?Has he reached the level of a hero?how is this possible!How could there be such a young knight-errant?

With a flash of thought, Yu Qiu knew that there was a big secret behind this fair and clean young man, but this person in front of him was his last chance to turn things around.

"I can't finish my strength!" Yu Qiu muttered to himself.

He said this very lightly, but everyone on the deck listened very lightly.

And those who greeted him were four crossbow arrows!
puff puff!

Yu Qiu tried his best to knock down two crossbow arrows, but two still pierced through his shoulders.

Just as the Gray Crows were gathering on Huo Yuqiu, a swipe of black flame quietly passed by in the thick fog.This black flame has no temperature, and with the pitch-black night, it has not attracted anyone's attention.

The next moment, the dozen or so men who had gathered together fell to the ground without breathing!
"Huh? What's going on!" Lao Pu's face changed suddenly.

Those young men are my future team. Since they entered the thick fog just now, Lao Pu has been highly nervous and is always ready to help them.

But he never expected that when the gray crows were gathering fire on Yuqiu, someone would take action to defeat them!
Whoosh!

Lao Pu's figure flashed into the thick fog and came to the side of a fallen man.Stretching out his fingers, this person has already died of anger!The fatal wound is a sword in the throat!
In just a moment, so many people were sealed with a sword!What kind of cultivation is this?Li Chengtao?Impossible, if that Formation boy had this ability, would he go fishing for shellfish?

But the reality had to convince him, because he felt a faint familiar aura at the wounds of this group of people!

That's right, that was Ye Jianhanxing's killing intent.Lao Pu didn't know the existence of Black Flame, so naturally he couldn't distinguish the difference between Black Flame and killing intent.

Faintly, he attributed all this to the pitch-black long sword.

"It really is a treasure!"

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately said: "Boss Yu, Boss Wu, you two just listen to me."

Yu Qiu didn't reply, the two crossbow arrows hit him just now had already severely injured him, if he exposed his position again, he would definitely die next time.

"Oh? What does Old Pu have to say?" Wu Lang already had the chance to win, and knew that the other party couldn't play any tricks. The only thing that needed attention was the formation master who suddenly entered the game.

Even though he didn't see the scene just now, it was very difficult for him to kill a dozen people instantly.

"My people are all dead, and their throats were sealed with a sword!" Lao Pu said hoarsely, always on guard.

"Boss Wu, if I am attacked, shoot arrows at my position immediately! This kid is not strong, he just relies on the treasure in his hand!" Old Pu's eyes were flickering with enthusiasm.

Since I can't get it, I won't make you feel better!

They were all casual cultivators living at sea, and Wu Lang instantly understood the meaning of Old Pu's words, and at the same time remembered the dark long sword hanging from the other's waist when he caught a glimpse of him in the cabin that day.

"Is it?" The greedy look in Wulang's eyes flashed away.

Just as Wulang was secretly thinking about how to take down the pitch-black long sword, a sudden change appeared in the thick fog, and a figure disappeared in a flash, stirring up the fog.

Lao Pu, who was standing in the thick fog, instantly burst into tears!

He never expected that that fair boy would desperately attack him.

Wu Lang's eyes lit up, without his order, the four crossbow arrows went straight to Lao Pu.

Puff puff puff!Four directions, nowhere to hide!

Old Pu looked at the standing figure in front of him with some resentment, it was not a fair young man, but Yu Qiu with red eyes.

"Hmph, eat the dog's food from the inside out!"

Each of the four crossbow bolts has the attack power of a full blow from the awn realm!Right on Yu Qiu's body, he didn't use his internal energy to defend, but concentrated his internal energy on the palm of his hand.

The crossbow shot through the body and hit Lao Pu's chest directly.And Yu Qiu's palm directly snapped the narrow knife in the opponent's hand.

Seeing Lao Pu die in resentment and shock, Yu Qiu raised his head to look at the night sky, and said calmly, "I'll leave the rest to you. After cleaning up the house, I will be worthy of Liu Bazi! His grandma's!"

After speaking, he fell to the ground and died.

…………split line………

At this time, the lights of the animal trap had already been turned on, and the lampstands at the four corners of the deck were lit up again. Under the lampstands were four men in gray robes with crossbows waiting in full force.

At this time, apart from the Gray Crow and everyone on the trapping boat, the only living person is Yi Xifeng!

The thick fog blocked the vision of the gray-robed man, but the light was beneficial to them.

The thick fog on the deck thinned a little as the lights came on.

"Catch the kid in the water!" Wu Lang narrowed his eyes and ordered aloud.

The cold narrow knife rested on the boy's neck, "I heard that you helped Bu with the formation?"

Even though Li Dazhi's tone of voice was trembling, his tone was firm.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about!"

A gray-robed man said viciously: "You brat is very stubborn, since you don't know, then go to hell!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to raise his sword and stab Li Xiongxin's chest.

At this moment, Yi Xifeng slowly walked out of the thick fog, and said lazily: "You can ask me about the formation, why, do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Yi Xifeng's eyes were calm, looking at the gray robes and the black wolf not far away.He knew that hiding in the dense fog and attacking them one by one was the safest tactic at present.

But Li Dazhi resolutely chose not to sell himself when faced with the threat of life and death.

This reminded Yi Xifeng of the two children in Liangchengang back then, and he still remembered the boy named "Huimu".When facing the persecution of the Xing family brothers, the two also made the same choice as Li Dazhi.

So, that year, Huaimu died in Liangchengang.

That year, that day, this moment!
The same evil persecutor, the difference is that Yi Xifeng is present today.

"You can't change the past, but you can now!"

"Jie Jie Jie, boy, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way to hell, you break in. Hand over that sword, and I can leave your whole body!" After seeing the real target, he stood in front of the lamp The men in gray robes raised their crossbows one after another, aiming at Yi Xifeng.

Li Dazhi looked at the white and clean young man who came out of the hiding place, and couldn't help crying: "Brother Li, let's go..."

Yi Xifeng was holding the pitch-black Ye Jian Han Xing, his eyes were also as quiet as ink, and his tone of voice was as calm as ever: "Don't worry, I'll be leaving soon!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi Xifeng's figure disappeared without a trace!Appearing at the corner of the lampstand in the next moment, Han Xingjian gently touched the gray-robed man's neck.

The sound of blood gushing out of the cavity, mixed with the sound of sea water slapping... the sound pierces the heart, it is icy cold!

"Retreat! Don't love to fight!" Wu Lang burst into anger.

"Damn old Pu, you deserve to die!" This is not a low-level Qi Realm formation mage, but with the movement speed just now, this person's combat power is no worse than Wulang.

"However, the real energy fluctuations in the realm of qi are correct. It seems that he is a body-refining martial artist. Could it be that he is a person from the god religion?" Wu Lang only felt that this young man had a lot of background behind him. May kick the iron plate.

However, there is a gap in people's cognition. Wulang can think a lot in an instant, but those gray-robed people can only panic.

The crossbow arrows flew wildly, they did not execute the order of the black wolf to retreat immediately, but tried to kill this hateful white young man.

However, what they didn't know was that this decision also completely blocked the lives of these people.

Yi Xifeng's figure has turned into an afterimage, and the speed is so fast that these crossbowmen can't even aim.

"Chase the wind, break the shadow, cut!"

Yi Xifeng's voice was not loud, but it was like urging Yan Luo to order.

Chasing the wind, breaking the shadow.Kill one person each!
The last word "cut" is the head of the last grey-robed owl holding a crossbow!
So far, the crossbow arrows can threaten Yi Xifeng.

Yi Xifeng's real energy dissipated, and the cultivation of the Qi Realm was only enough for him to perform "almost wine" for a few breaths.

Yes, he couldn't use the "True Yang Feather Clothes", but as long as there was wine, and with the inner tank of the sea beast containing the real energy and aura, a low-grade version of the medicinal wine could still be made.

(Revised, you can watch!)
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