Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang and Rui Lengyu also felt that what he said made sense, and turned their heads to look at Qing Yunzi.

Qing Yunzi stood at the penultimate of the nine formation eyes, right in front of the Wanyao Pagoda, under the spring, took the Tianfengleihuo flag from Ye Shaoyang, and hung it above the waterwheel.

After everyone was seated, according to the agreement, Master Wu Nian rang the bronze bell hanging in front of the hall, and the long and long sound of the bell was passed down.

The hosts of the nine formation eyes heard the bell, and performed together to activate their own magic tools, and acted as a psychic medium to introduce spiritual power into the formation eyes...

Looking from above, each formation eye is lit up with different colors of light, intertwined together, reflecting a very strange look on the entire mountain peak.

The reinforcement process of the formation has finally begun...

"Do you think Daofeng will definitely come?" Sibao said in a low voice.

Before Ye Shaoyang opened his mouth, a female voice came from behind: "He'd better come here, we've already done our best in Xuankong Guan, we must let him come and go."

Ye Shaoyang recognized that it was Su Mo's voice, and said without turning his head, "It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on others."

Su Mo smiled lightly and backed away.

As the bell continued to ring, the process of strengthening the formation continued in silence, and outsiders could not see the progress. More than a dozen hosts sat quietly. This process is going on...

In the cloudy sky, from the direction of true north, suddenly a blue light came from S, approaching from far away.

Ye Shaoyang was keenly aware that there was a breeze blowing across his cheeks, it was the air blown by the blue light as it traveled...

Ye Shaoyang didn't need to look to know who that blue light was, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, so he couldn't tell what kind of mentality it was.

What should come, finally came.

The three of Ye Shaoyang walked forward at the same time, stood on the top of the rock, looked at each other solemnly, and then watched the blue light fall at the foot of the mountain together.

"Damn it, it's still here."

Qing Yunzi covered his chest with one hand, gasping for cold air.

Rui Lengyu immediately stepped forward to support him, and comforted him: "Master, don't be too sad."

"It's not sad, I ate too much fried beans last night, and my stomach suddenly hurts."

"Uh, Master, it's not the stomach, it's a little below."

Qingyunzi moved his hand down a little, but he pressed it directly on his stomach. Rui Lengyu wanted to remind him that he had done it, but after thinking about it, he held back.

The blue light that fell at the foot of the mountain turned into a figure and walked up the mountain.

Today's Daofeng is not wearing a blue suit, but a Chinese dress, a very fat one, the sleeves are very long, and there is a blue border on the hem and cuffs of the clothes.

There was a wind blowing from the front, and the whole robe was blown up, especially when viewed from the mountain, it looked extremely elegant.

His long hair was casually tied together with a blue ribbon, and he looked rough with a touch of freehand brushwork.

"Daofeng..."

"He is Daofeng!"

Most of the second- and third-generation disciples guarding the formation in the square, as well as the Taoist priests of Xuankong Temple, were stunned when they saw Daofeng for the first time.

I usually hear people talk about Feng Daofeng, but during this tour of hanging in the air, everyone opened their eyes and closed their eyes to discuss him. When they really saw the deity, most people found that Daofeng was completely different from what they imagined. Same.

"It's just... so handsome!" A little nun said with a swallow, and then realized that she had slipped her words, so she hurriedly covered her mouth and looked around, only to find that no one noticed her at all.

Almost all the young girls stared at Daofeng with their stars eyes open, and some of them swallowed their saliva like themselves.

The first ones to come back to their senses were those male disciples, blocking Daofeng's way, a Taoist priest from the Qingcheng sect scolded angrily: "You really dare to come here, Daoist, I will accept you!"

When he said this, he should have a righteous look on his face, but he couldn't do it well, no different from the young mages behind him, it was Chi Guoguo's jealousy.

After the disciple finished speaking, the Qingfeng sword in his hand drew a sword flower in the air, and stabbed at Daofeng.

Those who are qualified to come to Xuankong Temple are themselves the best among the disciples of the same generation in the sect. This disciple is named Li Yueqing, a disciple of Green City Mountain, and he is also considered to be the best among the sect's second-generation disciples. Coming out of the mountains on behalf of his teacher, he is very famous in southern Yunnan. After being assigned to guard the formation yesterday, he made a concerted effort and decided to attack Daofeng first after seeing Daofeng today, so as to make a splash.

Li Yueqing knew very well that he couldn't be Daofeng's opponent, but as long as he could persist for a while, and if he couldn't, he would call everyone together, and it would be best if he could retreat unscathed, and he would earn face.

But Li Yueqing obviously thought too much——

Daofeng didn't even look at him, he just raised his hand, and five streaks of purple air flew out from his palm, supporting the Qingfeng sword.

The spiritual power of the Qingfeng sword only lasted for a few seconds, when a bang was heard, the Qingfeng sword came out of his hand, and Li Yueqing's men also flew out heavily, falling to the ground in embarrassment.

"You... you evil thief, everyone can kill you. Let's go together!"

Li Yueqing yelled and turned his head to look. The female disciples all rolled their eyes. In this era of looking at faces, even morality and justice are secondary.

As for those male disciples, Li Yueqing was beaten away as soon as they met each other. Their faces showed fear, and they all backed away, yelling things like "Let's go together", but no one really did it.

"A bunch of scum!"

Su Mo's voice sounded behind him. Ye Shaoyang glanced back and saw her cold face.

"Why did he come alone?" Sibao muttered.

Ye Shaoyang said: "Who knows, just pretend to be *, the Lone Ranger is so handsome."

Sibao frowned and said, "What kind of occasion is this, why don't you just pretend to be shit here?"

Ye Shaoyang also felt strange: because of the limitation of his identity, he dared not let any disciples take the hand, but Daofeng was different - he had long been wanted by the whole magic world, no matter if he came alone or in a group, It doesn't make any difference.

Why didn't he bring those elites from the Valley of the Wind? Taking a step back, even if he didn't bring others, Yang Gongzi would be indispensable.

Unless, he really thinks that by himself, he can handle Wuji and Wu Nian Tianshi, the entire Xuankong Temple and the elites in the magic world.

If he really thought so, he must be crazy.

Ye Shaoyang rested his chin on his hand, thinking hard.

No one knows Daofeng better than him. Although Daofeng likes to act cool and pretend to be *, but everything will be planned in place, and he will never do anything to kill him, so he must have his reasons for doing so.

As for why, Ye Shaoyang couldn't figure it out.

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