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"The filthy filthy people suppressed under the calm Iron King City are really rampant." The senior brother who noticed the black shadow flashed through the door and window woke up and walked behind the door, and said in great displeasure.

"The name of Tianxing General Tieleng, one of the ten-day saints, will not be terrifying to the world. Even if you add the prefix of the Thirteen Royal Clans of the Emperor Alliance, it will still not shock those who have a tiger and have ulterior motives." Luo Changfeng fell

The bed was cleaned up.

In the starry night, the two brothers followed the traces left by the dark night.

Luo Changfeng thought that since the other party was unwilling to alert the snake in secret, why not take a look at it with a plan and uncover the true identity of the person behind the scenes.

So there was a chase in the iron king city under the starry night.

There is a black figure wandering around like a ghost rushing among the streets and alleys.

There was a blue east wind left wind marks that never dissipated along the way, and then instantly surpassed the figure in black.

Luo Changfeng's speed is naturally the slowest.

He stood ten meters behind the figure in black and panting.

Ten meters in front of the figure in black, the thick east wind as thick as fog slowly dissipated, and the figure of the senior brother appeared.

"You can't leave." Huangfu Yi looked at the figure in black.

The black-clad figure who was intercepted by the two brothers of the academy held a short knife in his hand, a short knife with a strange shape like a crescent moon.

The man seemed to have no tension or feeling as if he was facing a great enemy.

The man was very calm, and calmly picked up his arms, holding a short knife shaped like a crescent moon in his palm.

"I'm not your enemy." The black figure's voice was very delicate and soft. It even had a sharpness in its softness, just like a cotton needle.

This sounds very much like a woman.

But Luo Changfeng and Huangfu Yi knew that this was not the same woman.

"But we are not friends either," Huangfu Yi said.

He never makes friends with others. Even in the academy, he has no friend except his junior brother Luo Changfeng who was one term later than him.

Because he felt that was a burden!

"I have no malice towards you." The figure in black continued.

"It can be considered a good intention to disturb people's dreams?" Luo Changfeng continued.

The figure in black was giving in step by step, and did not reveal real hostility.

Luo Changfeng naturally saw this.

But these are not what he really wants to see.

What he needs is the truth, the truth exposed to the starry sky without any concealment.

So no matter whether the figure in black gives in or not, he and his senior brother will press forward step by step.

"There is a sentence for others." The figure in black said, as if he wanted to reveal his trump card.

"Who?"

"A friend, a friend of life and death."

"What's the matter?"

"The secret of heaven is hard to predict." The figure in black said only four words.

Very simple but difficult to understand.

Luo Changfeng, who does not practice Tianxin Absolution, cannot calculate Tianji, and he will never guess Tianji for no reason. Then the Tianji referred to here is the Tianji Pavilion's Tianji Pavilion.

The secret of heaven is hard to predict!

Are you saying that the old man Tianji is not trustworthy?

Luo Changfeng fell into painstaking thoughts.

Huangfu Yi didn't say anything either.

The figure in black said, "The words have been brought, can I leave?"

Huangfu Yi shook his head: "It is easy to ask God but it is difficult to send God. You should have heard this proverb."

The black-clad figure smiled sarcastically and said, "What? Do you still want to keep me?"

Huangfu Yi said: "What's wrong?"

The black-clad figure looked at the short knife in his hand, which was shaped like a crescent moon, and said to himself: "I'm just worried that you are too arrogant."

Huangfu Yi said, "You might as well give it a try."

Bodhi Academy has always been very arrogant. The arrogance of the academy was passed down from the Wuxiang Daozong in the Forgetful River. Huangfu Yi was a student of the academy and was also the descendant of the Chuan Sect of the Wuxiang Daozong, so he naturally inherited this arrogance.

Senior brother said he might as well give it a try.

The man in black has already shot his knife.

The short knife, shaped like a crescent moon, was extremely cold, and the cold light was as bright as the moon.

The man in black made a knife very fast, with a small amplitude, and a very tricky angle, and there was no fancyness at all.

It is straightforward, as if the knife is used to take human life.

Luo Changfeng, who had not been valued by the man in black from beginning to end, saw the sword light, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly.

He is the son of Luo Ling.

Luo Ling is the first leader of Yan Lingwei.

Yan Lingwei is the sharpest sword in the Great Yan Empire. Once it takes action, it will definitely be the enemy's throat.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng is very familiar with this technique of making a sword or sword.

The method of the man in black making a knife is very similar to that of Yan Lingwei, like a habitual technique developed after special and systematic murder training.

Luo Changfeng became more and more curious about this person's identity.

Of course, it was just out of curiosity that he was not worried about his senior brother at all, especially when he encountered an opponent who was good at using swords.

Because Huangfu Yi can also use a knife!

If the sword idiot Baiyu, who ranked seventh in the Tianque List, was Luo Changfeng’s teacher in the sword cultivation path, then Huangfu Yi could be regarded as his uncle.

When Dao Chi Baiyu was still a master of calligraphy in the academy, he had a very good relationship with his senior brother Huangfu Yi, and the two were close friends.

The knife scores that Luo Changfeng’s study of the knife are said to be the collection of books in the library, but in fact they are even more gifts left by the sword idiot Bai Yu to his senior brother Huangfu Yi.

A cold knife shaped like a crescent moon came towards me.

Huangfu Yi also held a knife in his hand, the same bamboo knife as that Luo Changfeng had used.

He held the bamboo knife in his hand, but his body was covered with stars.

A dazzling sword light appeared in Huangfu Yi's palm. The sword light began to string along countless star dots in the surrounding void. The sword light strung all the star dots together. From a distance, it looked very similar.

The Milky Way and Meteors are within reach.

Only Luo Changfeng knew that those star points were not real stars, but the reflection of the spiritual acupoints in the body. The lines that penetrated the star points were not star paths, but the qi and meridians refined by the refining essence into qi between the spiritual acupoints.

The stars and the star path, the spiritual acupoints in the Qi and Veins are the essence of the sword art cultivation.

Huangfu Yi used a luxurious and dazzling sword domain.

The short knife shaped like a crescent moon in the man in black stabbed the boundary wall of the knife domain.

The sword is filled with light!

Countless sparks fly into the fields like meteors!

A manic hurricane storm broke out on the streets that were deserted!

Luo Changfeng stood in the depths of the hurricane and took a few steps back.

The light generated by the collision between the short knife and the knife domain is too dazzling, almost illuminating half of the street.

Luo Changfeng took advantage of the dazzling light and saw a hunched and thin figure appearing at the end of the street.

That was an old man who sold sugar.

The old man was carrying a load, and there was a little girl gnawing candied haws.

When Luo Changfeng first saw the figure, the old man and the little girl were still far away at the end of the street.

When Luo Changfeng raised his eyes again to confirm, the old man who sold the sugar man was already standing in front of him.

The little girl gnawed on the candied haws was left with only a slender bamboo stick with some candy stains left in her hand.

The little girl stretched out her hand to Luo Changfeng, just like she was cute when she handed Luo Changfeng half a candied haw during the day.

Luo Changfeng did not reach out to touch the girl's head this time.

Because he felt a sense of coldness, a coldness that penetrated deep into his bones.

His eyes were filled with horror.

He saw that the slender bamboo stick turned into a thin and thin sword!

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