Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Rong Ning hurried in from the outside, his face turned pale: "Master! A few juniors and younger sisters went out a few days ago, and went to Tongcheng hundreds of miles away to participate in an immortal cultivator meeting this morning, and they haven't come back until now. , but someone just escaped and said that Tongcheng was surrounded by nearly a hundred monsters..."

"Monster?" Feng Yangye gripped the quilt in shock. In today's Sizhou, monsters are extremely rare. There can only be five or six monsters in a radius of about a hundred miles, and they would not show off in the market on weekdays...nearly a hundred... ...That can only be explained by the appearance of the demon king Akajiri with thousands of undead demon generals inside a large black banner...

"The junior brother who came back said that the monsters were all led by a magic weapon. I don't know who dug up the ancient weapon from where. It's a blue sword."

The blue sword that can attract spirit beasts and monsters... Shui Wufeng thought of an ancient magic weapon that had no owner.

Feng Yangye breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly got off the bed regardless of his discomfort, "How many disciples of our sect are there in the city?"

"There are about ten people, and the younger junior sister under Elder Yuntai's seat is also inside..." Rong Ning hurriedly explained, mentioning that the younger junior sister's face became more anxious.

"Where did your senior brother go?" Feng Yangye's attire changed like a mist while he was walking, and he changed into casual clothes. fretting.

"Eldest brother? Oh oh, elder brother has just passed with Elder Yuntai, and he said that Master, you are not feeling well, so don't call you..."

"Cheng'er has gone?! You didn't stop him?" Feng Yangye raised his hand to hit Rong Ning, gritted his teeth and lowered it, "Why didn't you tell me earlier."

"I...I'll come over as soon as he leaves, Master...you wait for me, I'll go too!"

"You stay in Zongli for me! You are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, are you going to cause trouble for the master or seek death?" Feng Yangye stopped Rong Ning with a stern expression, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Shui Wufeng following behind, wrinkled Lightly patted the little apprentice's head with his brows, and his tone became lighter: "Twelve, stay here and wait for Master...I'll be back when I go."

"Okay," Shui Wufeng nodded, but there was no hurry, Feng Yangye's figure turned into a golden light when he stepped out the door, and walked away with the sword.

Standing beside Shui Wufeng, Rong Ning watched Feng Yangye's disappearing figure, and frowned, "Twelve... Do you think I shouldn't tell the master? It's over, this time the brother and the master have to live I'm angry... eh? Twelve? What are you doing? You wait for me..."

Shui Wufeng didn't turn his head back, and walked into Feng Yangye's bedroom, "Brother, go back and wait, there's no point in being anxious..."

Rong Ning chased him and walked over, bumped his nose against the door, and after a soft cry, he rubbed his nose in aggrieved way, "...Twelve, when Master comes back, please help me persuade him, Senior Brother Wucheng said I can't talk to him if I want to go... My little junior sister! Twelve? Do you think I should sneak over there?"

No one in the room responded to him, Rong Ning pursed his lips, "...forget it, then I'll go back and wait for Master, remember to say a few words for me."

Shui Wufeng sat in the bedroom, pulled out a root of his hair, and turned into a phantom that was exactly like his own now... The head of the bedroom, before Feng Yangye came back, no one else would come in, and he would stay silent No one should find out about his phantom body.

Arranged properly, he changed back to his original appearance when he turned around, without the golden armor, without the long black red halberd and big banner, but the sharp facial features and outline still showed a rebellious look, Shui Wufeng was wearing a black suit at this time , the tall figure and smooth muscles are more clearly outlined, and the hem of the clothes is fluttering, making the person a little more generous.

When he lifted his foot to leave, he paused again, did not change his appearance, but waved out a white ghost mask from his Qiankun bag and put it on his face.

......

For a journey of hundreds of miles, it would take three or four hours for a Jindan cultivator to fly with his sword.

Feng Yangye came all the way, it was already night, the outside of the city was empty, no people, no monsters, only bloodstains and stumps all over the place.

The city is also very quiet. Under the moonlight, you can see a mess. The corpses of ordinary mortals are all over the street. Occasionally, you can see two immortal cultivators. The corpses are all broken and incomplete, as if they have been bitten and torn by wild beasts.

Immortal Xiu in white jumped on the houses looking for people, passing a narrow alley, Zongyin in his body moved slightly.

Feng Yangye fell to the ground and rummaged through the surrounding corpses, and found a young man with the seal of the Eastern Sea God Zongzong on the back of his neck. He was a young apprentice of an elder in the Zongli, and he had passed away.

He frowned and let go of his hand, raised his head and saw a monster hiding its breath, with its big mouth dripping with blood, it rushed towards him, a golden light flashed past, the monster's head rolled to the ground, Feng Yangye He took back the blood-stained flying sword, turned around and walked out of the alley.

"Master?" Wu Cheng looked at the man in white who came out of the darkness, and he recognized who it was just by looking at his back, "Why did you come here?... Rong Ning told you?"

Shangxian Yangye turned his head and saw more than a dozen disciples of the sect following behind Wucheng, Feng Yuntai was also among them, but he was seriously injured and passed out, he hurried over when he saw this, with a serious tone: "Wait for me to go back Get rid of you again, Elder Yuntai was injured by a monster?"

Wu Cheng shook his head, with a solemn expression: "It's not a monster, the elder was injured by the immortal who took the magic weapon."

"What's going on?" Feng Yangye was puzzled, and the disciples in the sect who knew the cause and effect of the whole incident explained: "Master, I took some juniors and sisters to the rally this morning, and I met a casual cultivator To buy a magic weapon, he said he had an ancient sword that happened to come by. The breath on the sword was so strong that he dared not use it so he sold it. He was also there, and he gave the sword to him at that time, and then he killed the sword-selling Xianxiu like crazy. We were afraid that he would continue to hurt people, so we ran away, only to find the city gate. Suddenly a lot of demons gathered outside, and only one senior brother ran out at risk. We couldn't get out, so we hid until Elder Yuntai and Senior Brother Wucheng came to look for us, and finally met the crazy Elder Tianshuizong. The blue sword wounded Elder Yuntai, there were many monsters outside, so we hid again... The master, the elder of Tianshuizong, killed many immortal cultivators, as if he was controlled by the sword Yep, it's pretty scary."

"Where's the elder of Tianshui Sect?" Feng Yangye frowned and asked.

Just as Wu Cheng was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed after seeing Shangxian Yangye: "Master, behind!"

After hearing these words, Xianxiu suddenly felt a strong killing intent coming from the back of Tianling Gai. He turned around and sacrificed seven flying swords at the same time. The sword that was broken in two fell to the ground.

Feng Yangye steadied his mind, looked at the ice-blue long sword that broke three of his magic weapons in one blow, and the middle-aged Xianxiu standing behind holding the sword with dull and ferocious eyes. The man raised his hand: "Cheng'er, you bring Elder Yuntai and the juniors back to the sect..."

"Master..." Wucheng clenched his fists when he heard Feng Yangye's words, and didn't move. Seeing that he didn't leave, Feng Yangye said in a more serious tone: "You can't help me if you stay here, take them back quickly."

"Yes, Master," Wu Cheng nodded helplessly, and led the people out of the city. Feng Yangye separated half of the four magic weapons that were still in good condition, and protected them around them.

Xianxiu holding a blue sword waited to look at him with bloodshot eyes, and walked away without pestering them, hissing in his throat, saying that the dark night and the sword were reflected The gloomy blue light is like a deadly ghost.