It was a dark night, and the night covered the bright moonlight.

In a dense forest at the foot of Wanshou Mountain, tall ancient trees can be seen everywhere. From time to time, you can hear the roars of beasts. If Tu Tian were here, he would be very familiar with this place. This is the sect trial of Xuantian Sect.

place.

Suddenly, several black figures appeared under a strong tree. The leader asked the three Taoists behind him: "Have you checked clearly?"

The person who asked the question was Yi Qingsong, the second son of Yi Tian, ​​the leader of Xuantian Sect's Lihuo Peak. He came here precisely because of Yi Qingyang's murder.

Although it had been a long time since Yi Qingyang was killed by Tu Tian, ​​to Tu Tian's expectation, they only had some clues at this time. However, this matter had a lot to do with Yi Qingsong's lack of concern.

Originally, Yi Qingsong had resented Yi Qingyang for being the only one favored by Yi Tian. At this time, Yi Qingyang was killed, which relieved his hatred. He thanked the person who killed Yi Qingyang thousands of times in his heart, but

It was really a stressful day, and Yi Qingsong really had no choice.

And due to various reasons, the matter has not made any big progress. However, although there has been no big progress, the disciples of Xuantian Sect who had a gap with Yi Qingyang were in bad luck, and Yi Qingsong took the opportunity to deal with many of them.

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However, Yi Tian was obviously dissatisfied and urged Yi Qingsong to find the culprit, so Yi Qingsong had no choice but to comply.

A few days ago, when Ling Feng was fighting in the trial ground, someone accidentally saw the Qingxu Sword in his hand. This suddenly stirred up a hornet's nest. Yi Tian immediately believed that Ling Feng was the culprit who killed Yi Qingyang.

The culprit.

However, considering that Ling Feng is not an ordinary person and is inextricably related to the current leader of the Xuantian Sect, Zhenren Xuan Qing, it is obvious that he cannot do it, so he ordered Yi Qingsong to secretly attack Ling Feng to avenge Yi Qingyang.

Although Yi Qingsong felt that there were many doubts in this, Yi Tian paid no attention to it and said to Yi Qingsong: "Don't think that I really don't know what you are thinking. I think you are very happy in your heart. But, hum, in the end

So that you can put away your little thoughts. As long as you obey, you will still be the successor of Lihuofeng, but if you have other thoughts, huh, you should know the consequences!"

Although Yi Qingsong was unhappy in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face at all, because he knew deeply about his father's temperament. In his heart, he only had himself and never considered others, so Yi Qingsong could only obey obediently.

That's the thing, their goal at this time will be to kill Ling Feng.

Among the three of them, the Taoist who seemed a bit wretched replied respectfully to Yi Qingsong: "Yes, young master, Ling Feng is camping not far from here."

"Yes!" Yi Qingsong waved his hand to the man casually, indicating that he understood, and looked up at the boundless darkness in the sky, the night was dark, the wind was high, and it was a murderous night.

Although he was fully prepared, Yi Qingsong still had no idea. He still had some understanding of Ling Feng. Generally speaking, Ling Feng could be said to be the same type of person as himself. He was also a commoner and was not taken seriously, but Ling Feng was the same person.

Feng was even worse off than him. At least he had a surname, but he didn't even have a surname.

Yi Qingsong shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind. He took a deep breath and waved slightly to the three people behind him. Suddenly, the four people disappeared.

At this time, a bonfire was burning in an open place. Lingfeng was sitting alone next to the bonfire, sitting cross-legged on the ground and practicing. The firelight shone on his face, and he could see his eyes closed tightly, like

It's like falling asleep.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes, which had been closed tightly, suddenly opened his eyes, and two frightening lights flashed deep in his eyes. Then Ling Feng's brows wrinkled slightly, and he said coldly to the silent surroundings:

"Now that you're here, come out!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, he saw four people slowly walking out of the night. The first one to clap was Yi Qingsong. Yi Qingsong was seen clapping his hands while praising Ling Feng: "He is indeed the number one master in the inner sect.

, it really lives up to its reputation!”

Listening to Yi Qingsong's words, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and said coldly to Yi Qingsong: "Your brother is the number one master!"

Ling Feng's meaning was obvious, and that was to tell Yi Qingsong that your brother is the number one master, and you are nothing.

But unexpectedly, Yi Qingsong didn't care at all, and said disdainfully: "Yes, he is the number one master, but it's a pity that he is dead."

Listening to the information revealed in Yi Qingsong's words, Ling Feng was extremely surprised. His face was slightly startled, but he didn't care. He just smiled noncommittally: "Really, that's a pity."

Yi Qingsong clearly saw the brief daze on Ling Feng's face, and became even more confused. Could it be that it was really not Ling Feng who killed him, then who could it be?

Regarding this problem, Yi Qingsong was puzzled. He just frowned and thought carefully. However, he obviously overestimated Ling Feng's dislike of them. He only heard Ling Feng say coldly to the four of Yi Qingsong.

: "What can you do? If not, please help yourself!"

Seeing the impatience on Ling Feng's face, Yi Qingsong simply stopped thinking about the problem in his mind. No matter who killed him, he just needed a murderer to deal with.

Thinking of this, Yi Qingsong thought about it and smiled at Ling Feng: "Of course I have something to do. I want to borrow Senior Brother Ling Feng's head!"

Ling Feng completely understood this. The group of people were here to kill him. His face darkened and he smiled disdainfully at Yi Qingsong: "The head is on your neck. If you have the ability, come and get it!"

After saying that, his thoughts changed, and a beautiful long sword appeared in his hand. He slightly adjusted the spiritual energy in his body, and suddenly, a layer of sharp green light appeared on the long sword.

Yi Qingsong watched Ling Feng take a stance, and without saying anything, he waved his hand directly behind him, and the three people behind him immediately rushed towards Ling Feng.

Each of the three people was seen holding a long sword in their hands, but thick and blazing flames bloomed on the long swords, illuminating the originally dark night sky.

Ling Feng stared at the three people in front of him with his eyes. Feeling the cultivation level of the three people, his heart suddenly sank. These three people were all masters in the consecration stage, and the two in the middle stage were almost the same as his own cultivation level. But in the end,

A Taoist, looking at the power of this person, it is obvious that he is a master in the late stage of consecration, much stronger than himself.

The result of his one-on-one fight is still unknown, not to mention one against three, which is basically a situation of death and no life. Although Lingfeng at this time has no idea that Yi Qingsong has mobilized these three masters in the enlightenment period to embarrass him, but it looks like

There is no point in asking too much about the situation, now there is only one battle.
Chapter completed!