Bai Yixie clapped his hands and looked at the people around him: "Bring it up!"

As soon as Bai Yixie finished speaking, Gu Yingtian heard the sound of footsteps. The guy who should also be from the Tiangu Alliance came over with a sword wrapped in Shu brocade and opened the Shu brocade. A sword, perhaps made of fine iron, with inscriptions on it

Wearing various patterns proves his identity... Feihong Sword.

"It is indeed the Feihong Sword. I wonder where Mr. Bai got it from?"

Gu Yingtian thought for a moment and asked. For him, the most important thing is where the sword came from. Everything else is not very important.

"This is from Wenfeng Valley."

"Smell the Wind Valley?"

The sound of chirping kept ringing, and everyone here knew exactly where it was, which meant that Duanmu Shu had been here a long time ago and successfully entered the secret realm.

"The Duanmu family is indeed extraordinary."

Gu Yingtian praised in a low voice, with a bitter smile on his lips to cover up his horror. Maybe before, he and others did not know that Duanmu Shu was coming, and maybe Bai Yixie and the others already knew his current identity.

"Is he here?"

"I don't know, I didn't see any reaction."

Bai Yixie shook his head and ignored Gu Yingtian, but waited for the Duanmu family to arrive.

Unlike other families and tribes, the Duanmu family has a unique style no matter what they do, and they have been successfully excluded. However, Duanmu Zhuohao doesn't care about anything. As long as Long Shu is here, these guys will always be weaker than themselves.

.

"They're coming."

"Let's do it."

There was no prelude, no deliberate attempt to please, or any reminder from one's own forces. The bloodstains in the hall had not been cleaned up, and the smell of blood was still strong. All this seemed to be a new beginning.

"Buzz" the long sword hissed. Bai Yixie was originally a master of swordsmanship, but he was just a little weaker than Duanmu Shu back then. And these members of the Duanmu family, not to mention Duanmu Shu, even the elites back then, couldn't compare, so what?

Resist the current Bai Yixie?

"It's such a fast sword. Even if you haven't used it yet, your sword skills alone are enough to dominate the Thirty-Six Tribes of China."

Gu Yingtian whispered, he didn't want to express such emotion. After all, no one in the alliance could compare to a swordsman who had just entered the general level. What a shame.

In just a short moment, Bai Yixie stabbed three of them. With the steps of his feet, the swords and swords did not miss. The stabs were lodged between the eyebrows. The same was true for the three of them regardless of the difference in position or position.

"Where is the Duanmu Book?"

Bai Yixie said loudly, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and the steel sword in his hand stopped. It was pure white with no blood streaks on it.

"He's not in now."

A Duanmu tribesman said, but it showed the existence of Duanmu Shu. He believed that the so-called Duanmu Shu was just a member of his family. He did not know it, but others did.

"Shut up!" Duanmu Zhuohao shouted loudly, the anger in his eyes needless to say. He glanced at the Duanmu tribesman and then turned around: "That Duanmu Shu is not from our tribe, although his surname is Duanmu."

"So what?" Bai Yixie snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Duanmu Zhuohao's answer. After all, he is the leader of the Duanmu clan. If he doesn't tell, it will be difficult to know the whereabouts of Duanmu Shu. This time it will be in vain.

.

"Who gave you the surname Duanmu?" Bai Yixie's ruthless words made Duanmu Zhuohao turn pale, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he thought to himself: All this has finally come, is today the end of the Duanmu clan?

"Kill!" Duanmu Zhuohao shouted, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out, killing Bai Yixie. This was the only thing he could do.

The long sword was lightly lifted, and the power of several consecutive sword qi made Duanmu Zhuohao's heart finally sink to the bottom of the water. Bai Yixie had no intention of letting him go, or even the Duanmu clan, so as to lure Duanmu Shu out, but they thought Duanmu Shu

Is his strength still the same?

With a loud laugh, Duanmu Zhuohao deliberately bumped into him, splashing a few blood flowers.

Bai Yixie stroked the steel sword gently and wiped it with a piece of white silk. In his opinion, the death of Duanmu Zhuohao was almost the same as the death of A, B, C and D on the roadside, which was nothing more than normal.

Time passed by minute by minute, with no nostalgia or begging for mercy, only silent death and mourning.

No one noticed that Wan'er was biting her lip at the door, tears streaked across her eyes, and two lines of clear tears slowly dripped down.

"Where is this place? Ming." Long Shu looked at the big tree not far away, touched his head, and asked this ghost rat, which had always been a guide.

"I don't know, I've never been here before." Ming shook his head and looked around, as if looking for a way to leave.

"Then what should we do? Just stay here in a daze?"

"Whatever." Ming shrugged his shoulders, ignored Long Shu's frantic look, and told the two of them that it would be good if they had food and drink, but as for the rest, forget it.

"Okay." Long Shu nodded fiercely, with a look of impatience on his face. This ghost rat seemed to be relying on him. It had been causing trouble for the past three days, giving Long Shu the feeling that the ghost rat was hiding something from him.

Moreover, this is not unreasonable, it should be true.

The forest seems to be endless. The number of animals in it is okay, but strangely there are not many monsters, and their strength is not even below the general level, which proves that the forest is very safe. That's why Long Shu feels weird

, after all, this is a place for experience. It is unscientific for such a forest to appear.

Following the stream is probably Long Shu's way of walking. Yu Jian couldn't find a way out for three days, and it was useless to fly down. Long Shu actually didn't know how to leave here, and Duanmu Zhuohao didn't explain this deliberately, and

Along the way, Zheng Yuanrang didn’t know how long he had been gone.

After more than a hundred miles, Long Shu stopped again and looked around, looking for signs of human existence.

"That's the Ghostfaced Rider?"

A trembling voice sounded from his shoulder. Gui Shu Ming seemed to have seen something, and the color and problem kept trembling.

"Ghost Faced Knight?" Long Shu repeated the name once, Ghost Faced Knight, the name is quite arrogant.

"Yes." Ming took a deep breath and looked at the flock of startled birds not far away and said, "I always thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect to actually encounter it now. Be careful!"

Ming's exclamation made Long Shu quickly rise up with his sword, flying hundreds of meters away in an instant, watching a knight rising from the ground warily.

He was wearing heavy black armor, indicating his extraordinary status, and in his hand was a knight's heavy sword with blood-red grooves on it.

In just a blink of an eye, the Ghost Faced Knight approached Long Shu again. The unknown mount under his crotch looked very special. There were many monsters that could fly into the air, but there were none that didn't have wings. This was the first

times seen.

"Let's go! Legend has it that every Ghostfaced Knight has peak king-level strength, and there will definitely be companions around him."

Ghost Rat yelled loudly, instantly making Long Shu lose his mind to continue fighting. After all, simply forgetting his strength and adding a group fight, how terrifying is all this? No explanation.

He pinched out a sword trick again in his hand, and raised the speed of the flying sword under his feet to the fastest. Not far away was the Ghost-faced Knight. He was as his name suggests. The ghost mask on his face was their name, or code name, very accurate.

code name.

"boom!"

After slashing with the heavy sword, Long Shu felt a chill on his back and fell down.

Rubbing his eyes, a ray of sunlight penetrated directly into the space between his fingers. Long Shu had never hated the sun so much. However, the next moment, Long Shu jumped up.

"Hey, you're finally awake." The Ghost Rat's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, making Long Shu sigh in relief, at least he was not in danger.

"Where is this place?" Long Shu asked after taking a few wild fruits handed over by Ghost Rat. He remembered that he was in the forest before he fainted, but now it was an endless grassland, which looked a bit like the scenery outside Wenfeng Valley.

"I don't know, those ghost-faced knights threw us in a strange magic circle and we ended up here, and you were pressed under it. You don't even know how heavy you are!" Ming said, his voice a hundred years old.

, muttering his cheeks, they are furry and quite cute.

"Haha" Long Shu smiled and ignored the ghost rat. Instead, he remembered the question of whether he was in Wenfeng Valley. He remembered that there was an endless grassland outside Wenfeng Valley, but: "Where are the wild fruits picked?"

deep."

"Just keep walking to the east, and there will be a forest on the side of the road."

"Walk"

Long Xixi grabbed the ghost rat with one hand before he stood up and found a man coming with a sword. He was wearing a pure white brocade robe. The symbol on it was... Tiangumen! Although it was a little different, Long Shu knew that it was, after all, ten

It’s been years and it’s impossible to stay the same.

Smiling slightly, Long Shu realized that he had taken it for granted. Ten years later, Yan'er probably wouldn't be able to recognize him even if he was resurrected, let alone a random person from Gu Tianmen.

"Be careful, that person's sect is my enemy." Long Shu reminded in a low voice, waiting for that person quietly.

His strength is not strong, which is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage. However, he carries a kind of arrogance, as if he is the best in the world. It is pride from the heart, but it is what Long Shu hates the most.

A thing that will be destroyed immediately.

The Tiangu League disciple also saw the Dragon Book on the ground, smiled slightly, and came down with his sword.

"Gu Tianmen?" Long Shu said word by word, a faint murderous aura enveloped the nearby grassland, making Ming tremble on the ground, and looked at Long Shu with a little more fear in his eyes.

"Yes, I don't know if there is anything I can do to help you, senior." The disciple of the Ancient Sky Alliance had no idea and asked with a smile.

"Where is this place? I'm lost." Long Shu took a deep breath, dissipated the murderous intent from his body, and asked with a cold face, cool.

"This is Wenfeng Grassland, named after Wenfeng Valley a hundred miles away. But this Wenfeng is literary Wen, isn't it strange? Oh, by the way, my name is Cai Yu. I don't know my senior's surname?"

"Me? My name is Nancheng Shu." Long Shu replied casually, but he was thinking about whether to go to Wenfeng Valley. The strength of Gutianmen has expanded here, and it is inevitable that they don't know about the Duanmu clan. In that case!

"Did anything happen in Wenfeng Valley in this short period of time?" Long Shu asked, looking at Cai Yu with a somewhat forlorn look.

"I don't know, I just came from the mainland." Cai Yu shook his head and opened his mouth to speak.
Chapter completed!